The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 465

BEOF

Lying back against the headboard, I watched the two women at the foot of the bed.

Half-naked, they kissed each other erotically, caressing one another, throwing me lustful glances, touching themselves for me with seductive moans…

It should have been a scene that got me hard.

And yet, if I already had trouble getting fully erect every time I came to brothels for sex, now things were even worse.

I let my hand trail down to my crotch, my cock half-hard from the intense arousal I’d built up just minutes ago.

Undoing the buttons, I pulled myself free, but despite the sight before me, my mind was playing tricks.

“Mmmnn…” I let out a deep sound, wrapping my fingers around my length.

Normally, I liked watching their reactions when they saw me naked, but tonight, I couldn’t care less.

Fuck, all I could think about was her.

Her pale, flushed skin, her pronounced curves, her body moving inside that cage, those thick thighs, those hips made perfectly for my hands.

"Sshhh…" I imagined myself sucking on the pink peaks of her full breasts. "Oh yes, baby, yes…"

I growled, lost in my mental and physical fantasy. It was a thousand times more erotic than what was happening in this room.

My rough fist stroked my cock, sliding up and down, spreading the slick precum that dripped from my swollen, red tip.

My fingers could still feel the folds of her pussy.

I hadn’t even seen it, but my filthy mind had already pictured it.

I picked up the pace, my balls tightening, legs spreading wider, my pants bunched up around my thighs.

My biceps flexed with the rhythm of my movements.

"Mmmnn… I want to fuck you, baby. I’m dying to fill you up… Ahh, fuck, yes… more… so damn tight…"

Everything was happening in my filthy imagination.

I had never been this lost in desire for a female before.

It wasn’t my calloused hand gripping me—it was her virgin heat, wet and tight, just like I had felt when I explored her with my fingers.

My hips began to move, thrusting up as if I were actually inside her, mimicking the scorching friction.

I "saw" her riding me, those sinful lips close to mine, her delicious moans, that scent I could never quite define.

Fuck, fuck, I was about to come!

Blood rushed up my spine, my balls were tight, ready to make a mess.

I "saw" her begging me with that enchanting mouth to spill inside her, and just as I was about to cross the edge of pleasure, something yanked me back to reality.

“What?… Mmm, no, don’t touch me… wait…”

I snapped out of it, feeling hands on my thighs.

At some point, the two women had climbed onto the bed, crawling toward me on all fours, caressing me.

My wolf eyes slit open slightly, catching one of them reaching for my cock, clearly intending to finish the job.

But she didn’t need any help.

Holy fuck… that little virgin, what the hell…

When the enraged wolves lunged at her, she caught them mid-air by their throats.

She was standing upright.

"She… she’s a female lycan." Soul was in shock, and so was I.

She bared her deadly fangs and pulled them closer to her snout, unleashing a roar so powerful that the walls trembled.

"P-please… forgive us…"

"We won’t… ever touch him again…"

"We didn’t know… he was yours…"

They sobbed and pleaded. And me?

I stood there beside the bed—shirt pushed up to my nipples, pants stuck around my thighs, my cock still rock-hard.

What… what the hell is all this, by the Goddess? Just as fiercely as she had entered, she dragged them out of the room, pulling them across the floor.

And for the first time that night, I actually felt bad for those poor girls.