Sleeping with the Lycan Heir [18+]
41 parts Ongoing MatureLuna Rosewood, a flunking Psychology major was living the high-life with her best friend Rachel, in the big city. Nothing could get in her way. However what was mean's to just be a fling, ended up throwing her whole world upside down. Liam Greyson, heir to the Greyson Pack's title, was notorious as a womaniser, but something about this human was different. He felt drawn to her, the call of fate, tugging their strings together.
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"Let's get this off you," he murmured against her mouth, his voice a low growl that sent a bolt of desire through her. She nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps as he began to lift the fabric over her head. The dress slid off, pooling around her waist. The cool air kissed her bare skin, and she felt more alive than she had in years. He pulled away to look at her, his eyes roving over her body with a hunger that was both terrifying and thrilling.
"I want you," he said, his voice a rough whisper. The words seemed to hang in the air, charged with a power that made her tremble. His eyes burned with a need so intense it was almost painful to look at. Luna's heart pounded in her chest, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away. His gaze dropped to her breasts, and she watched as his pupils dilated, his grip on her hips tightening.
"What's taking so long?" she teased, a hint of desperation in her voice. "Let's take this to the bedroom."
Liam's eyes snapped back to hers, the human in him momentarily forgotten. "Are you sure?" His voice was hoarse with the effort of controlling his instincts.
"Hell, I'm sure," Luna said, her voice steady. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want you."
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[This story is a heavily smut-filled werewolf story. Please read at your own discretion and enjoy!]