The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 28

ALDRIC

A tug at my hair started, insistent.

"Wait, baby… Nmmm… I just need a second… Shhh…" I lifted my gaze to meet her blue eyes, desperate to come, so damn close.

"Don’t waste it, I want to taste you like you did with mine. Stand up, Your Majesty…" she whispered, pushing me by the shoulders.

She brought two fingers to her lips, sucking them in and out, swirling her tongue, moaning, mimicking a sinful blowjob.

I stood up instantly, my cock throbbing, still dripping, never stopping for a second.

Her submission, her desire to please me—pushed my dark lust to a whole new level.

Me, who needed to fuck at least two women to reach climax, was on the edge from nothing but this.

A thick, clear string of precum dripped from my swollen tip onto the grass below.

Valeria's eyes widened in awe, taking in the differences between a human and a Lycan's form.

"Are you scared now? Mmm… Don’t you want to taste me anymore, Valeria?"

I teased her, brushing my cock against her parted lips, smearing my leaking arousal while I continued stroking myself.

"Something this good can’t be wasted," she finally replied, opening her mouth, tongue out, letting my tip rest right on her tongue.

«Goddess, what kind of test is this? One I definitely can’t pass.»

I lost it completely.

Lowering my claws, I tore through the fabric of her dress without hurting her.

Two perfect, full breasts bounced free, hard peaks already standing erect, and my large Lycan hand cupped them, kneading, rubbing while I stroked myself furiously, nearly ripping the skin off my shaft.

Every muscle tensed, shifting, growing, becoming more beast than man, and when her warm, wet mouth suddenly wrapped around my sensitive tip, I came, roaring into the starry sky.

A raw, primal, savage release, shooting every drop of my thick seed into her eager mouth.

Valeria sucked, licked, and milked me, swallowing as much as her small mouth could handle, draining me completely.

My Lycan head dropped, growling, panting heavily, canines bared, desperate for more of this delicious female.

I wanted it all, every part of her.

Just these heated touches were no longer enough.

I ached to throw her to the ground, mount her in my beast form, let him out, let him claim her, mark her as mine—my mate, my Queen.

It was dangerous, too dangerous. I was losing control.

Until I remembered something far too important.

Lycan semen and blood—our vital fluids—were too powerful for most wolves to handle.

It could be toxic, especially for a small, wounded omega like her.

That’s why I always took strong females to my bed.

“Valeria!” I roared, snapping out of my lustful trance when I saw her collapse onto the grass, unconscious.

I lunged, catching her before she hit the ground, but her lips were still coated with the remnants of my release.

She had swallowed it—every drop.

But… she wasn’t convulsing. She wasn’t dying.

Just exhausted.

It shocked me.

But Valeria was a woman full of mysteries, and if she was indeed my second chance mate, perhaps it wasn’t so strange that her body could endure the power within mine.