The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 113

29. The Meaning Behind It

SKYLA.

“That’s it, Love…” He groans, his hands cupping my breasts as I ride him. We’re still on the floor, the smell of sex in the air and the passion between us reaching new heights,

We’re a mess. We’ve been rolling around kissing, fucking, and making out like it’s the last fucking time – losing track of time, but never wanting this night to end.

I bend down, kissing his lips roughly. He growls, meeting my thrusts with his own rough ones before he flips us over. One of his hands brushes my hair back and he lifts my leg to his hips, ramming into me.

“Fuck!” I cry out.

He speeds up impossibly harder, the pain and pleasure of his rough thrusts sending me to fucking cloud nine and I don’t hold back the screams of pleasure as I feel my release nearing.

“You’re.” Thrust. “So.” Thrust. “Tight.” He growls, his voice laced with pleasure as he rams into me. “And you’re mine.”

Just as he says those possessive words, I come undone, and so does he, shooting his load into me. I pull back, despite my mind blanking, my entire body shudders from the earth-shattering orgasm and I push him onto his back. Crawling down, I wrap my hand around his cock and pump it, wanting to taste him.

“Sky…” he groans, trailing off when I stick my tongue out and lick the swollen tip of his huge cock. I can taste myself on him and I taste pretty good, but it’s the taste of him that drives me nuts.

“I want to taste you,” I purr, as I milk his cock for the last few ropes of his cum.

He’s sexy as hell, his godly body glistening with a layer of sweat, his chest heaving, and he’s all fucking mine. Swallowing every last drop I pull back, a small pop sounding as I release his cock from between my lips and lick them as he yanks me close and kisses my neck, breathing heavily.

I drop onto him, feeling exhausted too, my entire body covered with hickeys and marks from our lovemaking. Sweat and sex juice mixed in too, the perfect way to end the night…

“I love you,” he says, his voice serious as he strokes my sore ass from the few hard slaps he had given it earlier when he bent me over on all fours.

I bite my lip as he kneads my ass, delivering another light tap to it, making me moan against him as he caresses the skin.

“I love you too, Magic Fingers. Fuck, I should change that to magic everything,” I murmur, making him chuckle.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah… and next time I want to save some of your cum to glaze my donuts and brownies with. The perfect iced donuts. Ice, get it?”

He moves back so he can see my face better, and cocks a brow. I smirk back at him.

“One point for me. Did I shock you?” I tease.

“Yeah…”

“Well… you’re an addiction… and I love the taste of you,” I purr seductively, wrapping my hand around his cock. “Mm, I could milk this cock day and night… I wonder how many times you could come?”

“I don’t know. Although it sounds enticing, I’m also a tad scared. I can imagine you testing that,” he jokes.

I snicker, “Yeah, maybe next time you piss me off, I’ll tie you up or some shit, but I still want some of that special icing,” I say, kissing his lips.

‘Mm, only I prefer to do the tying,” he replies huskily through the link as he kisses me back.

ok with that

neck as my gaze falls to my mark on his neck and I

if I take a look at it?” he asks, just before I’m about to reach up to move his hair back. I shake my head, as he lifts me bridal style and carries me through to the bedroom. I’m

really surprising that we didn’t make it to the bedroom,”

fulfilment is fucking real.

before you marked me. However, there truly is something unique and precious about

to reply when I stare at the mark, curious to see the form it’s taken, but it has thrown me off. It is fucking

“That mark is…”

completely?” he asks, a glimmer of

begin, but he kisses my lips as he places me on the bed and I almost

chuckles. “You

the way I like it,” I reply with a smirk, laying back on the cushions. My pussy feels sore and

want to hold you forever, I’m curious to see it,” he whispers, moving back, and pulling the bedsheet over

man

the mirror, and I can’t help but admire the

in his thighs as he reaches the mirror and tilts

I know they’re his. My own emotions rise with approval, the Lycan within me satisfied by his reaction. It’s intense and

happiness, approval, and

completed…” he says, running

I say, sitting up. He’s frowning now as he observes

as he heads out of the room and he’s back in s seconds with his phone,

can’t help but pout at the

covering the mega-size popsicle

me. Earlier when you Hulk-smashed

smack his shoulder, making him laugh. “Hey, that was

were purple,

is that why you

the start I

“Ass.”

“Yours.”

as I kiss him, before

wild one, but then again, is there anything that isn’t bloody

making him turn to me with a smirk and kiss

taken, focus girl, you’re turning

stomach flutters and I nod. “Ok,

begins as we both

do love animals, especially cats, but for my mark to form one… it is weird,” I

symbolises you…” Royce says, just as a

on his boxers before he goes to the door and pulls it open for Malevolent, who runs to the bed

“Thanks, babe,” I say.

say? You two come together.” He kisses my

both stare at the picture of his mark,

looks like an Abyssinian breed, with tall ears. It’s wearing a necklace-like band just below her neck but as Royce zooms

says in a hushed whisper. “I think the theory I

reply, staring at the Egyptian eye symbol that sits in the middle of

“That’s…”

taking on a feline form… not even maybe, I’m certain. I think you’re tied to Bastet. I’m