The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation romance Capítulo 39

VALERIA

He keeps his grip on my hair, forcing me to meet his hungry gaze as it locks onto my hands, slowly undoing the front of my corset.

One by one, the bindings loosen, exposing my heavy, taut breasts that bounce free from the constraints of the fabric.

His tongue licks over his long canines—not even his beast’s—and the powerful erection in front of me twitches, betraying Aldric’s lust and just how aroused he is.

It’s because of me. I’m the one driving him to this extreme, and it’s intoxicating—the feeling of being desired, of setting a man this sensual ablaze in such a raw, primal way.

I push my dress down over my hips, leaving myself in nothing but panties as I kneel before the Lycan King.

Anyone could walk into the showers and witness this scene. Anyone could discover I’m His Majesty’s lover.

"Stand up," he commands, his voice unyielding.

My legs, shaky and slightly numb, manage to lift me upright.

I sway forward, placing my hands on his strong shoulders for support.

My long black hair falls, covering my exposed breasts.

His hands grip my hips to steady me, his touch both firm and caressing.

His fevered skin burns against mine as we press together, desperate for more.

He wastes no time moving his hands to the waistband of my panties.

I think he’s about to strip away the final barrier and claim me, but he does the opposite.

With a rough motion, he yanks my panties upward, the coarse fabric wedging between my folds and digging into my cheeks.

"Nmmm, sir," I moan, my voice thick with heat and overstimulation from my earlier touches.

My clit pulses against the constant friction of the fabric rubbing back and forth.

My soaked pussy throbs as Aldric manipulates my panties, teasing me to the brink of orgasm.

I spread my legs wider, letting the fabric press deeper, and lift one knee onto his strong thigh.

My hips grind shamelessly like those of a desperate woman, my tongue peeking out and my eyes shut tight from the pleasure.

Nothing else matters. I just want to reach the peak.

I collapse against him as he pants like a wolf in heat.

My fingers tangle in his fiery hair as I bury my face against him, inhaling deeply, drowning in his scent of aged wine.