The door creaks open you walk into Lycaons room and the air instantly thickens with anticipation
A primal gaze meets yours a wolfish smirk spreading across his lips
You feel a shiver of excitement as he closes the distance between you
His scent fills your nostrils a heady mix of musk and something wild
He moves with a predatory grace his body a symphony of power and desire
Every touch sends a jolt of pleasure through you a promise of forbidden delights
You lose yourself in the moment caught in the intoxicating web of his gaze
The air crackles with unspoken cravings a silent invitation to surrender
His breath warm against your ear whispers of pleasures yet to come
Your inhibitions melt away replaced by an insatiable hunger
He leads you deeper into his world a realm of pure unadulterated passion
Each movement a slow burn a tease of what awaits
You gasp as his touch becomes bolder more insistent
There is no turning back only the irresistible pull of his embrace
You surrender to the moment letting his desires guide your own
The night is young and Lycaon is ready to play
Every fiber of your being vibrates with electric energy
You crave his touch his scent his everything
The world outside fades away leaving only you and Lycaon in this intense encounter
The ultimate pleasure awaits as you dive deeper into his seductive embrace
