Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60 

Zenovia 

My eyes widened at that. 

“You-you went to the store to buy those dresses in 

my 

wardrobe?” 

A slow smile appeared on his lips. “Every single one of them. I know your measurements perfectly well, Zee.” The way he said that line made me shiver with delight as a wave of pleasure washed over me. 

Wait. 

My wardrobe was not just stacked with dresses, but lingerie as well. A few pieces were quite bold and sexy. 

Did he truly mean it when he said he knew my measurements? But how? 

His gaze stayed just for a second longer on the cleavage that was now visible because my dress had slipped down a little while we were passionately kissing. 

I heard a low growl leave his lips as he forced himself to look up my face instead of my plunging neckline and added, “I want to see my mark on you.” 

“Only if you kiss me,” I blurted out without thinking. 

Why had I said that? Had Harry spiked my drinks with something? 

Callahan smiled, and I leaned forward to capture his lips while my eyes fluttered shut. I waited for his full lips to crash on mine wantonly. 

I had no idea what I was doing or what he would think of me, but I was just letting my emotions take control. 

I felt his hands snake down my waist, reaching down my thighs to pluck me off the ground as if I weighed nothing. Probably, my weight was nothing to him in reality. 

His fingers brushed the bare skin of my thigh as they gripped me and then I was in the air, locked in his embrace. The little spark his touch ignited just on the hem of my dress simply added fuel to the fire. 

Earlier, I had just been aching to touch him, to feel his lips on my skin. But now, my body was growing greedy. 

It wanted more of him, more of this. 

His eyes bore into mine as his hands stayed firmly on my thighs so as to not let me fall. But the way his fingers felt strained against my skin told me he was controlling his desire to simply rip away the dress. 

At that thought, my nipples hardened. And it was given considering how my chest was pressed onto his own, leaving not an inch of gap for air to squeeze through. 

I felt hot and bothered at the same time as my hands crawled up his back and I locked them behind his neck. 

Take my name,” I asked in a raspy breath, and he replied without missing a beat. 

“Say please” 

“Pleaseeeeeeeeeee,” I said almost instantly, and he spoke softly. 

“Zee_” 

It felt like music to my ears, “Keep saying that please.” 

I begged again and his eyes darkened, “Only if that allows me to see my mark” 

Allow? 

I was dangling in the air, my dress askew and my legs wrapped around his waist. My entire body was quivering in need and he was asking if I would allow him? 

Hell, I wanted him to bury himself inside me and never let me go. That was all I could think of 

“You…you don’t need my permission,” I breathed as his hand left my thigh and slowly traveled up to squeeze my butt. Thought so,” He said, his eyes glinting with pure desire as his hand went up my hair to hold my head in place. 

And I let out a moan that sounded so desperate to my ears that it made my cheeks turn red. 

But before I could collect myself, his other hand slowly reached for the hem of my dress and began pulling it up. 

The cool air but my skin when he rolled the fabric up and I shivered in delight. The dress kept riding up as he took his time gathering it up and bringing it up. His fingers caressed my skin, sending delicate shivers every time he touched me, igniting sparks wherever his hand touched me. 

This was maddening. 

Why the hell was he being so slow? My body wanted his mouth on me already so I subconsciously pushed myself upon him, jumping up a little while still in his arms. 

Callahan cursed under his breath when I shoved my chest in his face, his lips brushing my nipples that were as hard as peaks beneath the satiny fabric. 

“Fuck,” He growled and his hands forgot to be slow and grew frantic. They were roaming over my dress and I could still feel his hands through the flimsy fabric while I whimpered at every touch that left a spark dancing on my skin. 

And then without any warning, his hands turned me around and I found myself slammed against something cool. 

The air suddenly felt chilly as I was placed on the car’s hood, face down as Callahan lowered me. 

He angled me so as to make my upper body lay on the hood while my feet dangled on the edge. 

“God, kill me.” He groaned as his hands reached mine to pull them to the side from under my chest. 

My cheek stung due to the cold surface of the car’s hood, but my entire body was on fire. His hands reached for my waist and I heard his frustrated groan when the dress got down a little again. 

He waited for a split second to see if I would fight back or if I disagreed to it. But when he saw me lying on the car’s hood without trying to push him away, he took that as permission enough. 

Gathering the dress, he pulled it all the way up and let it stay in a crumpled heap on my back. 

My ass was exposed to him and except for my panties, I was naked from the waist down. 

I was not very plump nor did I have a curvy figure. I had only started gaining some weight since I moved in here because Maria would keep feeding me as if that was her sole purpose in life.