The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 327

ELLIOT

Hearing her so damn turned on was music to my ears, her back arching against my body.

I pressed that little button that made her shudder with pleasure. I played with it for a bit, massaging it between my fingers, circling it gently as I did the same to her nipple.

My open palm slid down, caressing her shameless vulva up and down.

Despite the water’s moisture, something thick and viscous trickled from inside her.

I spread her lips apart and teased the tiny entrance. I could hear her rapid breathing beneath her chest, her heart pounding wildly.

So alive, so mine, so sensual—this woman belonged to me.

"Aaahh..." The husky moan echoed off the bathroom walls as I slid a finger inside her, melting into the hot furnace between her slick folds.

I pushed it in and out, claiming more ground with each thrust, until my knuckles began to collide against her eager pussy.

Rossella writhed in my arms, arching her ass back and rubbing against my rock-hard, swollen shaft, just from these damn preliminaries.

I lowered my mouth and growled into her ear, sucking along the curve of her neck.

I squeezed her breast deliciously, my hips beginning to rock forward, seeking that maddening friction against her soft ass.

Water splashed over the edge due to our vigorous movements.

I slid in another finger and fucked her pussy hard, deep, curling inside her, searching for that spot that would drive her completely insane with pleasure.

When I felt her trembling all over, I knew I had found her sweet spot.

I tormented it over and over, our bodies ablaze, lost in the scorching passion between mist and foam.

“Elliot, like that… ah, right there, my Duke… ah, ah, ah, I’m coming…” she began to moan loudly, grinding against my hand as I rubbed her just right.

I grabbed her hair and turned her head to the side as I leaned in towards her lips.

We met in a fierce, predator-like kiss.

I devoured her lips, sucked on her tongue, swallowing the vibrating moan that escaped her throat as she came so damn hard.

Her folds swallowed my fingers, clenching desperately around them. Her juices trickled down, mixing with the water.

Rossella trembled uncontrollably, her muscles tight, her nails digging into my arm.

Her scent… Goddess of the supernatural, thank you for this sensitive nose.

Fuck, she smelled like bottled orgasm and lavender.

When we pulled away, panting, I gazed at her parted lips, just millimeters from mine, my eyes half-lidded.

I had never kissed her before, and I had no idea what I had been missing.

"Are you satisfied with your bath, Duchess?" I asked, my voice husky and teasing, savoring the soft moan she let out as I finally slid my fingers out of her pussy.

My cock envied those damn fingers, wanting to be the one drowning inside that scorching sheath.

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