The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 37

VALERIA

I barely had time to react before I was assaulted by the cold, sexy lips of the King.

My back collided with the wooden backrest, completely trapped between his mouth and the chair.

A rough hand gripped the nape of my neck, urging me to lift my head further, surrendering completely to the heated invasion of his tongue as it claimed my mouth, nearly reaching my throat.

I felt as if I were floating, my brain deprived of enough oxygen.

My jaw ached slightly, and I raised my hands, clutching his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin to keep myself grounded.

A muffled growl reverberated in my mouth.

We panted heavily, breathing each other’s air, a thin silver thread of saliva connecting us.

I opened my blue eyes slightly, meeting the King’s wolf-gray gaze. I could see the beast roaring within him.

The tip of his tongue grazed my trembling lower lip, giving it a soft tug before nibbling on it with his canines.

My chest heaved, my heart pounding as molten blood rushed through my veins, all the way to my soaked core, pulsing with excitement.

"Come. I need my reward now, and I know very well you’re affected by the curse," he suddenly whispered, his voice hot and husky.

I barely had time to process his words before he lifted me effortlessly in his muscular arms, carrying me like a princess with powerful strides toward a hallway and a door at the end.

It led to the shared showers and lockers used after training.

Nervousness gripped me.

The truth was, I wasn’t that experienced, and the claim about the curse wasn’t true.

Still, I didn’t deny it, continuing to play along in this increasingly complicated game.

He set me down on the floor and rummaged through a larger closet, pulling out clean towels and a change of clothes.

His eyes roamed over me as he grabbed one of his shirts.

What is this man plotting now?