All Chapters of Lycan King and the discarded Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ara’s heart smashes hard against her chest, her fingers curl into her palms, her eyes shoot close at the soft feel of the masculine lips against hers. Initially, her body cherishes the presence of another’s touch on her, a gentle touch, and then she remembers. Her past, like a boogey man in the dark, causes terror to fill her inside. Her body goes stiff before she starts to shake. Eros, who had only acted on instinct, couldn’t believe how much it delighted him to feel the girl’s soft lips underneath his. It has been a long time since he found such mundane things enjoyable. Sex for him was a means to an end. A way to relieve stress, not something he enjoyed. To be undone by a simple kiss is one he never imagined would happen. Not in this lifetime, and here he is, his body alive from a simple touch of lips with a girl he wouldn’t even call his type. Lost in the marvel of this discovery, it takes Eros a second to notice the change in the girl in his arms, and when he does, he quickly

Despite the minutes that has passed since she ended the call with Eros, Vela still couldn’t get the female’s voice out of her head. It torments her soul and annoys the fuck out of her. She sits rigidly in the car, her body tensed like a drawn bow, her expression clouded with rage. Though she has made arrangements to find out the identity of the woman who dares invade her territory, she is feels impatient. Not sure she could wait till tomorrow to learn what her investigator finds, but what can she do? Go to Eros. Vela dismisses the thought with a disdainful scoff. That would be too desparate, and if there is one thing she is not, that is desparate. Men seek her, and even though Eros remains the exception out of the norm, she is not willing tp degrade herself to get him. She is a heiress for heaven sake, and he should be grateful that she wants him. As soon as her driver drives into the garage of her Penthouse building–a building owned by her family, Vela storms out of the car,

I have always gloried in the terror that flashes across people’s eyes when they behold my beast, but seeing the same look in her eyes strikes a chord in my eyes. I didn’t like seeing that look in her eyes. Closer now, her sweet scent hits strong, and I felt the animalistic need to snif her. To take more of her in. If I was in my human form I would have been appauled by the direction of my thoughts, but in my beast form all I could think about is taking her. She looks so sweet and innocent, even with her gorgeous green eyes wide with fear. I began to move toward her slowly, with no idea what I am going to do when I get to her. She hasn’t moved since our eyes met, and I don’t know if she is even breathing. Closer, my animal moves, needing to be close to the sweet prey before us. But unlike the deer, to eat this prey is the last thing on our mind. Or may be another form of eating. Now, that is a buffet I would gladly enjoy. My desire flares at the thought of feasting from her sweet

DIMITRI’S POVWhat a beautiful creature she truly is. A combination of innocence and sexiness in one compact body. I have never desired anyone like I desire her. My body pumps with hunger that I have never felt before as I stood a breath away, engulfed by the flames of her emerald eyes. I could read the hunger in their depth, and I could also read the defiance. I know if I push she would give in. “Just a little taste.” I smirk at the back of my head and begins to lower my head. The widening of her eyes at my action amused me. She acts like a virgin. The very thought strikes a chord to my cock. To sink into her warm depth and be the first. I shudder, my body stiffening as I battle for control. My desire to have the little creature before me has suddenly become overwhelming. Maybe Xero is right and she is dangerous. No woman has ever affected my senses this way. Not even Simmone. She stands so still that I wonder if she is even breathing. But I didn’t care. Just a taste my wolf an

Driving through the quiet night I had no idea where I was going until I found myself in front of her door. I told myself that I wouldn’t come here again. Relationship between us is impossible as I do not love her, and continuing to have sex with her is only encouraging her to think that something real is between us. Despite my promises here I am again, raising my hand to knock. My folded hands hangs before it reaches the black door, hesitation freezing their movement. My head warns me that this is a bad idea, but the beast and I wants to fuck. And since we can’t have the one responsible for our desire. This would do. My knuckles raps against the wooden door in three successive knocks and I wait for the door to open. Soft foot falls draws closer to the door until it got to it. The door rattles as the woman behind it tries to open it. And finally it opens to reveal a stunning beach blonde woman with legs that went on for days. Her brown eyes widens slightly with surprise before it n