The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin

ROYCE.

I left. I don’t know, that just was not a conversation that I wanted to embarrass her with, by overhearing. Whatever was going on between her and her father was her business… but it did feel like I was stood up twice.

The passing streetlights soon become sparse as I drive my Bentley up the winding hill towards home. I can’t get either woman out of my head. Lil Lucifer, as I like to call her, didn’t even send another message since her surprising last text that read; ‘I didn’t really want to meet anyway.’

My replies to her were ignored, although she came online several times after I sent those. Maybe she got cold feet, but she should have given me an explanation or voiced her concerns rather than just cancelling on me without even a heads up.

Then there was Little Miss Green Eyes, sexy and sinful all at once, and now I kind of wish I had just fucked her first and played later. By the time I get out of my car and toss my keys to the valet, I’m even more aggravated than before.

I take the marble steps two at a time that lead to the massive mansion’s entrance and before I even reach the double doors that lead into the mansion, our butler Charles opens the door.

“Good evening, Master Royce.” He says politely, bowing his head.

“Evening Charles.” I reply not in the mood for conversation. I head across the huge foyer, walking past the fountain and taking one of the two flights of stairs.

Reaching my bedroom, I toss my jacket onto the couch, only for someone to reach out and catch it before it hits the sofa.

“What do you want, Aleric?” I ask, shutting the door behind me and head across the huge room and through to the bathroom. I leave the door open as I wash my hands and face, staring at my reflection as I try to calm the festering anger that is bubbling beneath the surface.

“This jacket smells of a rather delicious woman and sex...” He states lightly as I grab a towel and step out of the bathroom.

“And?”

He smirks as he sits there, leaning back against the sofa, his right ankle resting on his left knee.

“If you need to engage in meaningless sex, at least be discreet about it. We have a reputation, Royce.”

I ignore him, unlocking my phone and staring at the last messages we exchanged.

the real little Lucifer. I’m intrigued to see the you

See you

her next

I didn’t really want to meet,

cancelling? Or shall I assume you texted me

really bailing? Talk to me, let’s figure out what’s going

fucking

next to Aleric. He glances at it but says nothing. “Well, father wants to see us first thing in the morning. In fact, he was waiting for you to

begin to unbutton my

door shuts behind him and I walk to the bathroom again. Closing the door behind me, I enter the

under the shower, closing my eyes as I let the cold water douse me. Lil Lucifer… from her sexy snippets she sends me… the way she talked… I try to put a face to her, only to conjure up the sexy bottle-green eyed

better her lips around my cock… I begin stroking it hard and fast, pleasure rushing through me. Her screams of pleasure as she lost control fill my mind as I replay the moment, the way

rose vine tattoo running up her waist and down her arm… the way her breasts rose

Fuck!

a hand on the wall, breathing hard as I watch the milky substance wash away. This isn’t how I wanted my night

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emotions, I couldn’t stop thinking of the Green-eyed goddess at

Perfect isn’t it?

I’m not going to message her again, she’s the one who cancelled on me. I now make my

hair pulled into a ponytail, which reminds me of one of those dumb

his enormous desk. His pale blue eyes are sharp and calculating, and his blond hair is sleekly styled back, as he

glancing at the clock

raises an eyebrow, giving me a small smile. One that is anything but pleasant. He may be a werewolf, but

weren’t home last night.”

will not give

of the King, yet you are far too busy elsewhere.” Dad

it is so important to you? The king is not above us, aside from the fact that he’s a Lycan.”