The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- The whole palace felt tense. Starting today, I had a personal guard. Two of his most trusted men. Draco's protecting me... from his own people. I know they're going to pressure him to get rid of me. I could go now and tell him I have a power that could help him. But I admit it, I'm testing him. I want to know who he'll choose when things get ugly. His mate or his title? He finally looks up and sees me watching him. "Love?

How long have you been there?" he drops the papers and motions me over. "Just got out of the bath," I sigh, walking to him with more desire than I let on. Dracomir's past still hurt me. Looking into his eyes now stirred up all my admiration for the man he'd become and the sorrow for the pup he used to be. I straddled his lap and wrapped my arms around his tattooed neck. ---- Now I knew what those scars under the ink really were.

My breasts pressed against his solid chest and I leaned in to slowly lick his lips. Sensual, slow, savoring the way he growled with desire as that cock sprang to life under me. I tangled my fingers in his hair and left a trail of kisses on his mouth and jaw. Draco closed his eyes and sighed, relaxing as he leaned back against the sofa His hands gripped my waist, pulling me close, almost desperately.

"Whatever you hear from the maids or anyone else..." he suddenly said, opening his eyes to meet mine, "Vicky, no matter how bad things get, I won't give you up," he said without hesitation. I got lost in those beautiful eyes. "What if they ask you to give me up? What if there's a rebellion...? "I wasn't born a Lord. Power doesn't blind me. But I've learned only from the top can you protect the ones you love," he replied, ---- and now I understood he was talking about his mother.

"Ill fight with everything I have to keep you safe. And if I'm not enough, we'll run. I'll protect you, we'll always be together, beyond any throne, beyond any hate..." He stroked my cheek so gently. I was dying to tell him everything, but I was scared of how much power that family had over him. How did they control him? How far did their manipulation go? I had to figure that out first. "Let me relax you...

I'll give you a nice, slow massage..." I purred seductively, sliding between his open legs and kneeling on the carpet. But Dracomir caught my mouth and held me possessively. His rough hands slid down my ass, parting the robe and pulling it open. The silk slid off my shoulders and caressed my skin as it left me naked.noveldrama