The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 132

QUINN

"Thanks for the lesson, I’ve memorized it by heart," I suddenly growl into her ear, biting down hard on her earlobe until I taste the hint of blood dripping onto my tongue.

My female trembles from head to toe—I know very well that the vampire side of her loves bites.

I take control after letting her play for a while, sliding my hand down as my fingers go straight to her pussy, more than ready and dripping pure desire.

"Aahhhh," she moans like a beautiful courtesan, arching her back when I slam three fingers inside her, immediately working them in and out, facing little resistance from her wet, stretched pussy.

I picture her lying on the bed with her legs spread wide, taking my cock inside that needy little thing, squeezing me and draining the life out of me, and my desires soar through the roof.

"Sshhh ggrr, baby, who said you could stop jerking me off?" I growl, grabbing her hand and pressing it firmly around my cock, making her continue stroking me.

Didn’t she want to teach me? Well, she can play teacher until the very end.

"Tell me where you like it… Sshh, tell me, Gabrielle. Here… or here…" I mercilessly thrust my fingers inside her, exploring and memorizing every spot that makes her scream like an experienced whore—just for my ears, just for my pleasure.

I torture her clit at the same time with my thumb, teasing that sensitive little button that drives her crazy.

"There… ssshh ahhh keep touching me there, more, fuck me faster..." she moans, lifting her hips, lost in passion. Her hand speeds up over my cock, squeezing me deliciously between pain and pleasure.

"Say my name, or I’ll stop… Beg me with my name, Gabrielle!"

"Quinn, please don’t stop… aahh, don’t stop, baby, don’t stop, my lycan, please…!" And I didn’t stop until I had satisfied both of us.

Her hoarse scream echoed through the small bathroom seconds later, followed by the contraction of every muscle in her pussy, demanding something from my fingers that they couldn’t give her, sucking me in, milking me, melting around me.

I’ll give you what you want soon, horny pussy, but for now, I can only spill it into the water, growling like the heat-crazed wolf I am for her.

My tight balls contracted, releasing my thick load between my woman’s fingers.

I lowered my mouth and bit down on the side of her exposed neck, on the untouched skin. I couldn’t resist the instincts of Mordred—my inner wolf—howling excitedly, calling for his mate.

If Gabrielle had her powers as before, I’m sure she would hear him.

I haven’t lost hope that she’ll recover, but even so, I love this female to death.

Even in this state, I’ve longed for her for too many centuries.

We stayed there, panting, reveling in the intense release, her slightly parted lips letting out short sighs.

Her entire weight rested on me, almost lying together in the half-empty tub, the water having spilled onto the floor during our games.