The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 112

28. This Passion

ROYCE.

I didn’t tell her because I didn’t want her to worry about me. But telling the court before her, and having to learn of it at the same time as others, hurt her and I cannot blame her for feeling like that.

She’s now removing her earrings as she stares at the wall in the open lounge area of the penthouse. We ended up coming here as she said all her stuff was here. This place belongs to Leo.

Although something about him makes me wonder if the entire place isn’t under surveillance. However, that’s the least of my concerns as I watch my Queen glare at the blank wall, removing her earrings and tossing them onto the small table against the wall.

I can’t help but smile, despite her rage, the fact that she has marked me, and made me hers completely…

She bends down, stroking Malevolent’s fur, who is contently sleeping despite the new environment.

I close the distance between us, and she instantly turns her back with a toss of her hair. I wrap my arms around her from behind and kiss her shoulder.

She smells absolutely divine.

“I am sorry, but words alone will not be enough…” I murmur, kissing her neck ever so softly. Her scent is an addiction, and I can’t help but run my hands down her waist.

Her heart thuds as she struggles not to lean into me, her body unable to fight me.

“No, they won’t be, and neither will your touch,” she growls, pulling free from my hold and turning to face me.

Our eyes meet and I brush a few strands of my hair that have come loose from the hair tie back.

“Alright…” I know she wants details, but how do I start?

How do I tell her that my father has always been intrigued by how much my body could handle? I hold my hands out to her, but she frowns.

“Royce,” she warns.

“I know you don’t want me to touch you, but I could do with your touch right now.” I say quietly. Her eyes soften, and she instantly takes my hands. A wave of sparks and calmness rush through me, and I close my eyes.

“I’m sorry baby…” she whispers, letting go of my hands. She cups my face, pressing her forehead gently against mine. “You can tell me through the mind link.” Her lips brush mine and I kiss her back before I look into her eyes.

“The injections that often caused pain were never an issue, neither were the constant samples he was taking from me. Yeah, they weren’t an issue, but when he tried to see how much my body could take, those experiments were pretty intense… Whether it was electrocution, placing me in ice-cold water or fire…”

She gasps, her heart pounding, and I can see the sadness, shock, and above all, the rage in her eyes.

“How dare he…”

were rare and far between as a child because Mom always kept us with her. She always wanted to know where we were and anytime we came home from training, she had to make sure we were fine.” I

Dad limit his testing, but on the rare occasions he managed to organise a ‘boys trip’ or send her out on a short break with her friends, telling her she needed a break, he got his chances. Even then, he feared Mom finding out, and even though Dad told her to focus on her Luna duties, and allow our nanny to take care of us, she refused. No matter how busy she was, she’d always ask about

ever consider telling

her eyes when Dad entered the room, I couldn’t do it… because I knew she was still hurting over Victoria. Then he sent us to America, where he would sometimes visit and continue with his testing, but again, even far from her, Mom’s eyes were on us. My Mom is a Queen in every way, and I realise now she would have preferred the truth. One I will tell her because she’s probably waiting for it, wondering why I had to resort to faking my own

been through so much, yet you’re still sane… I feel like I’ve been acting like an entitled cow all my life. What you’ve been through is so much worse,” she says, kissing my neck, right

much as I want to see my mark, I

it does not mean your struggles were any less, Love. Always remember that,” I reply, kissing her jaw. “So… tell me, am I

angry, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be mad or hold a

smirk faintly. “Oh really? Then allow me to satiate your rage,” I whisper

to work your magic on me, baby,” she murmurs. Her tone alone tells me she’s

work?” I challenge, tangling my hand into her hair and tugging her head up

bites her lips.

it as one?” I counter

She smirks, “Try me.”

and without further ado, I wrap my hand

split second, she’s taken aback as I push her up against the wall.

‘You’re playing dirty.’

always do.’ I

Even when she struggles not to kiss me back, I’m driving her

the chance to slip my

up, making her gasp as the cool air hits her heated core. The intoxicating scent of her arousal

Fuck.

voice is halfway between a moan and

win.” I tease as my fingers

do like her without her

“I…”

wet and I

the link, slamming my fingers into

her nails digging into my shoulders.

to stop,” I murmur, running my tongue

eyes meet mine, eyes that are filled with raw, unbridled lust. Her lips part, and I curl my fingers inside of her, making her whimper again. She leans her head back against

sexy dress one last time, and then I tear

the room, clearly annoyed at being disturbed by the

torn on the floor. But it’s only a glance as she drowns in the pleasure I’m inflicting her with. I

harder!” She gasps, her hand now twisting

that option of telling me to stop is gone.’ I tease, a tad arrogantly as I suck hard on

her faster, squeezing a third finger into her. Fuck, I

pain?” I whisper, flicking her nipple,

hand now on her