The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- 211. WHAT A UGLY NAME! VICTORIA I got tired of resisting and screaming. It was obvious no one was going to save me, and I could do it myself, but my heart kept betraying me. After carrying me on his back for several minutes, he stopped at the edge of a rooftop and set me down. His hands moved over my body, clutching my dress, pressing me against him, taking every chance to grope me. "This is called kidnapping, Lord. Now what are you doing?" He didn't even reply.

Instead, he turned me around to face away from him and sat me down on his lap. Leaning back against the cold chimney wall, nestled in the slope of the roof, he pulled me against his chest. "Sshh... damn, nice knee to the balls, you wild little beast," he hissed as my ass sank onto his thick bulge. "Then let me get up," I said, squirming even more against that bulge that was already getting harder.

"Mmn, if you keep rubbing like that, I won't be responsible for ---- what happens." His aroused growl blew in my ear, making me shiver. I'll admit, my traitorous body was burning with the urge to give in, but my proud mind was still resisting. "What are we doing here?" "Look over there," he suddenly said, gently grabbing my chin and turning my face toward the distance.noveldrama

We were up high, and the moonlight filtered through the clouds to reveal the stunning landscape The sea stretched out in the distance. I hadn't realized how close we were to the ocean. Some gigantic humanoid figures stood welcoming the merchant ships. They were impressive, majestic. They looked like a man and a woman dressed in dark stone robes. Too bad they were half destroyed. "It's beautiful," I murmured, unable to stop myself, leaning back against his broad chest.

---- His possessive hands circled my waist, caressing my belly. My thighs rested on his. "This port is the Pearl of Braska." He replied, and I was glad we'd done our research on this. continent or I'd be completely lost. Braska is the name of this realm, and to my complete surprise, there were many continents in this world connected by the sea. Here, vampires and werewolves ruled, along with small groups of witches, but the rest of the realms were a mystery.

"Why don't those giant statues have heads?" That detail really caught my attention. They were almost 30 meters tall. It must've taken blood and sweat to build them. "Because they deserved to lose them," he growled after a pause. That only left me with more questions, but I stayed silent. The tension in his body and the hatred hissing through his teeth told me it was a touchy subject.