The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 79. A Mark of a Royal

SKYLA.

I moan softly as his teeth sink into my neck, and I feel every part of my body that he is touching tingle as he creates the bond between us. Bringing it to life as he forges the connection that will bind us together.

His cock presses against my pussy and reaching down, I grab his hips, tugging him closer. Pleasure erupts through me as his cock slides into me, and he slowly begins fucking me,

He gently extracts his teeth from my neck, running his tongue along it.

The tinge of pain is welcomed, only adding to the pleasure that consumes my body. I bite my lip as he lies over me, his tongue flicking my wound before he begins kissing my neck softly as he makes love to me.

It’s slower… and I’m aware of every thrust as he hits my G-spot. The beating of his heart, and his scent… I can pay attention to it all, and I moan softly in satisfaction.

There will never be another. This is who I want forever. I close my eyes feeling dizzy and drunk in love.

‘I love you…’ I murmur softly.

‘I love you, and I always will Love.’ His reply comes, and I didn’t realise that a link had been formed between us.

I smile, softly tugging his head up so I can look at him. Our eyes meet before our lips claim one another’s in another toe-curling delicious kiss that makes fireworks erupt inside of me.

Goddess… I am in heaven…

me. I didn’t think I’d be able to have another orgasm so soon, but I’m nearing my release. My eyes dip to his neck and the urge to sink

and his hand rakes my hair off my face before kissing

out for a

Daddy… Talk to me

blank, and I let myself go, tonight is all about us… I

This is heaven indeed…

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mirror at the beautiful mark that adorns my neck, a mark that is in full colour… a mark so breathtaking that

that I have ever

Who exactly is Royce?

to be, knowing who he is and how he needs to step up… Is there more to the

of the crescent is a cluster of roses, one larger white rose with smaller red roses around it and leaves. The roses rest above a crown and going right through the centre of the mark, is a sword, with a

powerful mark, as it

last night replays in my mind. I feel fulfilled, content and… at

love more than anything, and can I just say he’s fucking mind-blowingly amazing in bed? Just

awoken to the room still in the same state as

still falling, he had awoken me with a tender kiss, and the

me like I was the only

the bath which he had already prepared for me and had told me to take a soak whilst he had popped into the shower opposite. And what a fine show that was, from those sexy buns I want to sink my teeth into and those muscular

Oh fuck…

my way over to him, I had felt too exhausted and instead, I enjoyed the show as he washed

I had been satisfied to see his hard-on as he watched me; he didn’t approach until he had pulled a towel around his waist and only then had he come over. A total god, as he loosely held his towel in one hand

‘As much as I want to make love to you day and night, I think I