TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 63

CHAPTER 39: ADDICTED TO YOU-1

EMBER’S POV

He stands slowly, letting me watch as he strips off his shirt.

His chest is magnificent in the otherworldly light, all hard muscle and tattoos I want to trace with my tongue.

He works his belt open, his zipper, pushes his pants down just enough to free his c**k.

It’s thick and hard and already leaking for me.

He strokes himself once, twice, spreading the precum down his shaft, and my mouth waters.

“See what you do to me?” he asks, his voice rough. “How hard I am for you?”

He steps between my spread thighs, drags the head of his c**k through my folds, coating himself in my arousal. The slide is slippery, obscene, and we both groan.

He slaps his c**k against my clit once, twice, three times-hard, wet smacks that make me jolt and whimper.

“Beg for it,” he demands.

“Please,” I gasp. “Please, Knox, I need you inside me.”

“Need what inside you?”

“Your c**k,” I whine, beyond shame. “I need your c**k filling me up.”

He lines up and slams home in one brutal thrust.

The stretch is blinding. He’s so thick, so deep, I feel him everywhere. My p***y clamps down around him, like it’s trying to keep him forever.

“Fuck,” he snarls, staying buried deep for a moment, letting me adjust. “So tight. So perfect. Feel how deep

I am?”

He pulls out slow, and we both watch in the glass reflection above us-watch his c**k emerge coated in

my cream, watch how my p***y clings to him like it doesn’t want to let go.

Then he slams back in so hard the platform scrapes across the floor.

“Look at the mess you’re making on my c**k,” he growls, setting a punishing rhythm. “You’re drenched and still begging for more.”

His hips, snap, balls slapping against me with every thrust.

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