The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 296

SILAS

My heavy breathing fans over the soft white fur.

I have to constantly remind myself that it's her first time, that I need to control myself. I straighten up and shift again.

Clumsy and a bit slower than her, but steady. I guide her where I want her to go.

A massive black wolf leaving a trail of dark mist and a beautiful golden-haired she-wolf running under the moon.

I reached the edge of the lake and leaped over its calm waters.

Beneath my paws, the surface hardened instantly, allowing me to move forward.

Sigrid followed me, golden flashes marking the path she traveled.

We touched and nuzzled each other, always by her side, always with my Selenia.

I crossed through the dark mist, the barrier into the Realm of the Elementals, which opened to let her pass. She would always have access to this territory.

She followed, without question, over the hills, through the mountains, skirting the cities the elementals had built over so many years.

But inside this prison, there was something that had never changed.

“Silas, you… you kept it,” she said, her voice trembling as she looked at my parents' cabin.

“Even though that old traitor lived here, I… I couldn’t get rid of this place. Even when I forgot, something inside my chest screamed at me to protect it. I never allowed the elementals to enter here,” I confessed, walking toward the door.

Beams of silver light filtered through the clouds, illuminating the clearing in front of the old house.

My magic transformed my body once more. I shifted into my human form, completely naked.

I turned to show myself to my woman. I wanted her to shift as well.

Her gray eyes studied me, trying to hide her desires, but her magic, glowing and stirring inside her, betrayed her excitement.

“Come, my Selenia. Don’t be afraid, Sigrid.”

Through the space between us, I watched her.

Her body began to change under the moonlight.

A golden and black magic wrapped around her like a cloak before dissipating, allowing me to see her.

Her small feet, her pale, sculpted legs leading up to round hips. Her intimacy covered by one of her hands, vulnerable, exposed only to me.

I lifted my gaze, filled with lust. Her tender breasts were half-hidden by her other arm. Her entire body trembled, her lip—desperate for my taste—caught between her teeth.

I gritted my teeth, growling low as my cock nestled between the hot, parted petals in this position.

Damn it, I need to control myself, but her head buried in the crook of my neck and her moans against my skin aren't helping my sanity.

I kicked the door open desperately, carrying her inside the cabin, which had always been clean, always ready, waiting only for her return to me.

“Silas, you kept it the same,” her husky voice was music to my ears.

She lifted her head, looking around. The warmth of the old lit fireplace welcomed us. I didn’t stop; I kept going straight to our room.

“This is our home. I was never going to abandon it,” I whispered, looking at her, drowning in those seductive eyes.

“Thank you, my love,” she murmured, cupping my cheek before lowering her mouth to claim mine.

I stepped into our room, and it felt like just yesterday that I had taken her on this very bed. I walked forward, silver light slipping through the cracks in the old wooden windows.

I laid her down on the clean white sheets and knelt between her spread legs, looking down at her.

“No, no. Let me look at you, my female. Let me burn this into my mind. You don’t know how many times I’ve craved you, Sigrid,” I pleaded, my voice hoarse, needy, as she started to cover herself again.

As if summoned by a powerful spell, my fingers traced over her pale skin, which shivered under my touch.

I moved up the inside of her thighs, until I reached that sacred place, already wet with desire.