The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 130

GABRIELLE

"You're very handsome, from what I could see in the sanctuary. You seem trustworthy and understanding... sexy, very... masculine…" and you have such a sweet and delicious scent that makes me want to eat you up...

"Ahem, anyway, you could easily find another mate, even someone younger…"

"I like older women, and I don't need anyone else. I've already found my mate..." He grabs my hair in a firm fist, tilting my head back and taking control of my movements.

My breathing quickens at his words, and his tongue sensually licks the edge of my ear, his fingers trailing down my exposed neck.

"I have many more qualities, darling. You just need to try them, and I'm sure you'll like them..." he murmurs, sucking on my earlobe while his fingers lazily circle my collarbone.

"You're too cocky, Lycan..."

"I know I turn you on, Gabrielle. The scent your pussy is giving off is driving my wolf crazy. No matter how much your lying mouth tries to deny it, your desires betray you."

"Mmmm," I moan as his canines dangerously graze the frantic pulse in my vulnerable neck. He grips my hair tightly, keeping me under his control. "Aah... it's just the bond's attraction... Mmm..."

His fingers erotically pinch my nipple, now rising above the water, while his mouth sucks hard between my neck and shoulder, punishing my words—only exciting me even more.

He kneads and fondles my breast, squeezing and circling my nipple with his claw, just as his tongue is making slow circles on my skin.

The sounds of our ragged breathing and my restrained moans echo in the small space.

"More... bite me deeper…" my mind begs for things I don't dare say out loud.

Selenias have the blood of all three races mixed, but when it comes to sex, in my case, the slutty vampire within me takes over.

My canines itch inside my mouth—I'm dying to taste his blood and something even more sinful sliding down my throat.

Suddenly, he pulls away and starts gathering my hair up.

I feel an unexpected emptiness when his touch is gone, masking my lapse by straightening my back in the tub.

Goddess, I’m practically begging him to do more perverted things to me.

"I had to raise my younger sister because we had no parents. She was a little tyrant, very demanding about her hair, so I learned to wash it when she was just a child," he explains, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I picture him raising a little girl on his own, and my heart melts. I’ve always longed to raise my daughter with a good father by my side.

Damn it! This Lycan knows exactly how to push all the right buttons inside me.

This whole resistance thing is going to hell. If he weren’t my mate, and if he didn’t want something serious and forever, I wouldn’t resist the pleasures this magnificent male could give me.

But I know very well—he doesn’t want just a night; he wants a lifetime.