The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- Awicked little smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. He dropped into a chair in the dark corner with a grunt. The only thing breaking the silence was our breathing-and his was getting heavier and heavier as my dress climbed up, revealing more and more of me. So, he didn't like women of my kind. My being a vampire disgusted him... Well, we were about to put that to the test. This man had no idea how much I loved playing with fire... and he was a fucking bonfire.noveldrama

1 I turned my back to him and undid the torn straps that the other warrior had tugged loose. My dress slipped from my shoulders, sliding down to my waist and exposing my whole upper body. My back, nearly healed, was bare to him... and in front, my breasts were covered only by strands of brown hair. I swear I heard him let out a deep growl, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. "Sorry you have to touch a filthy vampire.

Someone else could ---- do it instead..." I started to say, but then I heard the creak of the chair... and the sound of his boots. He was coming toward me, slowly. I didn't even have to turn felt his stare burning through me. I knew it. He wanted me, no matter how much he claimed to hate me. I shivered as his breath brushed against my neck, his nose trailing along my skin. The heat of his solid body nearly pressed into my back. He grabbed the ointment, and his fingers began tracing each scar...

slowly, torturously. Gliding down my spine, stoking the fire between us. "Monn..." I couldn't help but moan when his possessive hands gripped my waist. His whole presence was savage-he smelled like war, rebellion, and pure raw hunger. What would those hands feel like gripping my hips while he drove that thick cock into me... the one clearly bulging against ---- his pants? "Stop teasing me already. You smell like you're in heat.

This camp's full of males," he growled in my ear, his voice strangled and needy. I suddenly pushed my ass back into him, catching him off guard. Oh, I knew. He was rock hard. He hissed in lust, shuddering, but didn't pull away. His fingers dug deeper into my waist, anchoring me, leaning in closer to my hair. "This situation is your fault... Do you touch all the vampires you hate like this?"