The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

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The darker curtains dropped, giving us a little more privacy, but I still felt so exposed.

The way Blaze looked at itre seemed to burn straight through the nearly sheer gown.

I clenched my fists to stop myself from covering my breasts when his intense eyes stayed fixed on my hard nipples, visible right through the fabric.

I was so turned on, and I’ll admit it… having him standing less than three feet away, so wildly beautiful, with that body that looked carved by hand and that perfect face, was making my legs shake.

I’d never known a male like him…

“1…” I forced myself to move, taking a step forward. I swallowed hard. What was I doing?

The same thing Lady Omara had done?

Blaze only watched me, not making a move, like he was leaving the choice up to me.

My gaze dropped, shy, straight to the leather covering… Oh, Goddess… his cock twitched, jutting up beneath the leather, so hard and huge… had to be the meds.

My hand lifted, hesitant, fire racing through my veins, hunger rising, lust blurring my caution.

But just as I was about to touch him and sink to my knees to please him with my mouth, the way I already had once before. my hand was caught by another one, bigger and rougher.

With a soft squeeze, Blaze stepped in, pressing my palm to his strong chest and tipping my chin up in a possessive grip.

Every move was quick, practiced, enough to make my heart miss a beat.

“Touch me…” The rough command brushed over my lips.

His hot breath mixed with mine. He tilted my face up and lowered his until he was only inches away…

I stayed there, hypnotized by those golden eyes, panting as I stared at that mouth, so sexy, aching to feel it on mine in a hot

kiss.

My trembling hands started stroking his chest, so hard, so strong, feeling the tight muscle under my palms and the damp sheen of sweat.

His scent was intoxicating… male, wild…

A low growl rolled through his throat as he buried his face in the hollow of my neck, breathing me in deep and pressing his muscular body flush against mine.

I felt his hard length grind shamelessly against my stomach.

His free hand slid sensually down my back, making my spine shiver.

My breathing turned ragged, pushing my tits harder against his chest.

Blaze kept growling against my neck like a beast holding itself back, breathing in my scent like he wanted it burned into his

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“Lie back against the cushions…” His order came out rough, dark, like he was my master and I was his slave.

I looked straight into the lust in his eyes, and all I could do was obey.

I managed to walk over to the soft cushions and lower myself there, half reclined, a little awkwardly, feeling the fabric stretch tight and slide up my thighs.

I pressed my legs together, suddenly feeling so naked.

For a second, I glanced through the curtains, where everything had gone eerily quiet, like no one was outside at all.

But I knew damn well all those eyes were still on our silhouettes, listening to my moans, catching the scent of my arousal. and waiting…

A shadow fell over me, and when I turned my head, I nearly choked on my own saliva.

My gaze locked on the male as he tore the leather covering off in one sharp pull, staring at me without even blinking. It dropped down his legs to the floor, leaving him as naked as the day he was born.

Then he stepped toward me…

Oh, Goddess… How was I supposed to resist that much temptation…?

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