The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- 177. CAUGHT RED-HANDED NYX I hid the little sex book and went back to socializing, but my mind couldn't stop thinking about those filthy images. And how badly I wanted to try them with my mate... yeah, I'm not exactly "normal" either. That night, they gave me a room far from the royal chambers. I knew damn well my grandfather had his claws in that decision. Honestly, I didn't see the point in being guarded so much, but that's just how they were.

They always seemed to need an excuse to argue all day. They tried the same thing with Lyra, but since she already had the "knot" shoved in her throat, there was no point pretending she was innocent anymore. As I followed behind the maid leading me to my room, I caught sight of Aidan talking to his father on the landing of ---- the first floor. Through the stairs, our eyes locked. "Sleep well, my love," he said sweetly in my mind, and I answered the same.

I kept walking, but I confess-my chest ached with a tiny stab of disappointment. What did I expect him to say? "Wait for me with your panties down and ready to be deflowered"? I guess... yeah, I kind of wanted that. For him to break the rules, to take what I was dying to give him. Maybe he's not ready for that step? Am I being too pushy? He... maybe he still remembers her. Maybe he feels guilty... "This is your room, Miss Nyx." The maid's voice pulled me out of my existential spiral.

"Oh, thank you," I replied automatically, noticing the basket in her hands. ---- A breeze drifted through an open window at the end of the hallway, and a delicious scent hit my nose. It was coming from one of the clean clothes in the basket- Aidan's shirt, I was sure. BAM! "Oh, Goddess," she muttered as she dropped the basket on a chair and ran to close the window that was swinging wildly. My eyes were glued to the basket.

Before I could think twice about how perverted I was being, I snatched Aidan's shirt and slipped into the room, shutting the door. My stiff back pressed against the wood. What shame... she'll totally notice! I clutched the shirt tight, thinking of some excuse in case she knocked and asked. But I heard her pick up the basket and walk away down the hall. ---- I hadn't even realized I was holding my breath until I let out a long sigh. Bathed in the room's dim light, I brought the shirt to my nose.

Inhaled the scent of pine, snowy woods... winter. I purred like a cat as arousal washed over me. Damn it, I was worse than a she-wolf in heat. My magic stirred restlessly, calling out to his. Trying to cool down the flood of lustful thoughts, I decided to take a nice long bath. I walked to the luxurious bathroom and saw the tub already filled. Undressed slowly, and even the brush of fabric made me shiver. I plunged my horny mind into the water and stayed there a while.

But why fight the inevitable? I ended up wearing my mate's shirt and curiosity got the better of me-I opened the little red book.noveldrama