Wild Nights With The Lycan Brothers

The other Alpha, Lucien. The one who had come to my rescue when Kael rejected me and left me broken. The one with that silver eyes and intoxicating, lust drenched scent, goddess! He was perfection itself. And to make matters worse, he was the one who made my body squirm and scream before even touching me. He was crouched between my legs, a glimpse of something feral flickering in his gaze. He was watching me, his gaze scanning my soaking wet pussy like it belonged to him. His pants hung low on his lips, those dark, intricate tattoos on his chest which seemed as though they were alive, like they moved with each flex of his muscles. His cock, goddess, it dangled between his thighs, heavy and hard, the tip already dripping with precum. Then I saw it, that erotic, dark smirk dancing on his thin lips.