The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 468

AMARA

"Baby, breathe through your nose… that's it, just like that, little one, no rush, Amara…" His deep voice rumbled above my ragged breaths, my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.

I lifted my gaze through my hazy vision to see his handsome face up close—so fierce and sexy.

The scent of his pheromones reminded me of a rainy forest, fresh and intoxicating. I loved rainy days.

His dominant body covered mine once more. It was the first time I had ever felt this small, my back pressed against the wall, my mouth once again being deliciously devoured.

His tongue played with mine. My first kiss happened right there, when his lips molded against mine, and I had craved it ever since.

All my anger burned away in the fire of my arousal. I was burning up, desperate for him to touch me more, to do everything he came to do in this brothel room.

"Beof…" I moaned his name, feeling him move lower down my neck, exhaling against my collarbone, his large, rough hands gripping my ass, spreading it apart as he loomed over me.

The obscene, wet sound coming from my pussy was making me turn as red as a tomato—there was no way he couldn’t hear it.

Would he notice how nervous I was? That I wasn’t as confident and seductive as I had tried to make him believe?

Now that my rage was dissolving into the desire I felt for this male, my nervousness, my inexperience… was rising to the surface.

"Aahhhh!" I moaned like a whore, tossing aside any dignity when my breasts were cupped and that hot mouth started sucking on me.

I looked down to see him feasting on my tits, kneading them between his fingers. He squeezed them together, alternating between licking the hard, sensitive peaks.

I never thought it could feel so damn good to be eaten like this. Biting my lip, I tried to stifle my moans, my claws digging into his broad shoulders.

"Shhh… don't hold back… Mmm, Amara, moan for me… Baby, fuck, I fucking love you, baby… Mmm, such perfect tits… Grrr… Mmmnn…" he growled filthy words before latching his lips onto me again.

His wolfish eyes looked up at my burning face, making sure I saw how he was sucking on my breasts.

My legs trembled, my core throbbed, aching to be touched again by his rough hands.

I clung to his tense muscles like an anchor, trying not to fall apart.

Just when I thought I had already experienced something too good, Beof showed me another pleasure of intimacy.

I watched him leave my breasts, marked with red stains from his lips and hands. A wet trail of saliva slid down my sweaty skin.

"Mmm…" I arched forward when he dipped his tongue into my navel.

Shhh… I didn’t even know that spot was sensitive.

He was on his knees, gripping my hips, and I knew exactly what he intended—to repeat those eager licks from my upper body, but this time in the place that was dying for his attention.

"It's… wait, Beof, you don’t have to do that…" Suddenly, I felt really shy.

Where the hell was the Amara who had climbed onto that stage to dance like a harlot?!

I guess it was easier knowing that no one could actually see me because of Nyx’s spell, but now… he was about to see everything, up close!

I was torn between dying of embarrassment or just giving up the bullshit and begging him to suck me like I really wanted.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify