A Greek Werewolf in New York (The Accidental Succubus #1) Read Online Marian Tee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Accidental Succubus Series by Marian Tee
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
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Michalis had to take another deep breath before he could speak again. "Do you have anything you'd like to ask? Anything you'd like to clarify?"

"I want to know everything about the change in me. How did I end up having it? How do I get rid of it?"

"I don't have any concrete answers to give you, unfortunately. This is my first time to come across anything like it. But if you're willing to submit samples of your blood—-"

She was already nodding even before he finished speaking. "I am."

Michalis had not been willing to admit this to himself, but this was what he had been hoping to hear. A refusal to have her blood tested could've meant she was hiding something, and that would've been a great pity, since Michalis drew the line against fucking the enemy, no matter how "magical" that enemy's pussy was.

But since Catalina did say yes to having her blood tested, and he didn't think he'd be able to stay sane without fucking her...

"May I ask you something, Catalina?"

"Of course, sir—-"

"Michalis."

Her expression was one of shock, but the way she was snapping her legs close under the table spoke of something else.

"Since I'd like to ask for your permission to fuck you, calling me by my name might be more...suitable, in the event that you'd say yes."

He allowed for another moment to pass, and only because he was the kind of man whose idea of pleasure was tormenting the woman he desired, and she was certainly tormented now, with the way she was adorably struggling to keep herself from getting wetter and wetter.

He would have wanted to prolong her torment more, but since her own pussy was also driving his cock mad with the way it was pulsing faster and faster—-

"What will it be, Catalina? Do I have permission to fuck you?"

Chapter Seven

''He was more 'preter' than all other preters; you always had this thought at the back of your mind that the night you spend in his bed could be your last, and that his forceful kiss could turn any moment into a deadly bite. You can't help thinking these things when you're with him, but it's also these same things that make him so fucking hot.'

~ Alyssa's Tell-All about Her 10-Day-Affair with Night Bloom's Greek Preter King Michalis Chatzigeorgiou

OF COURSE I SAY 'YES'.

When you've been waiting for the right guy for as long as I have, and he turns out to be someone like the King of Night Bloom—-

Of course you say 'yes' when he asks permission to fuck you.

I don't even have to think about it.

Yes, yes, yes.

The King covers my mouth with his as soon as the word slips past my lips, and the heat and intimacy of his kiss is so much more than anything I can possibly have imagined.

Yes, God, yeeeees.

The King probably wouldn't believe me if I told him this was my first kiss, but before I can decide on whether I even want him to know that it's my first, his tongue is already thrusting past my parted lips, and I just...melt.

There's just something so, so deliriously good about the way his tongue is thrusting in and out of my mouth, and it feels strangely liberating to not care that we're actually making out in the middle of a cafe.

My first ever kiss, and while a part of me is reeling from the fact that it took thirty-two unbelievably long years for me to experience this—-

I'm just so glad I waited for the right man preter to come along, and a thousand times more so when the King suddenly starts sucking on my tongue.

Aaaaah.

I've read about this, of course, and I've seen this in movies as well. But none of those things - just absolutely none - has effectively prepared me for the absolutely raw sensuality of a man sucking on your tongue, that all I can do is whimper as I feel myself being eaten.

Oh God, yes!

I'm so glad and more than a little relieved that the King is only intent on eating me for sexual pleasure instead of subsistence, and the way he just keeps sucking on my tongue has my body swaying until I'm clutching his shoulders for dear life.

Color me silly if you will, but I just can't shake off the fear that if I don't hold on to him, all of me will be swept away by his passion.

The King eases the kiss into an end, and I feel my whole being ache as he slowly pulls away to gaze down at me.

"Where next, Catalina?"

I just love the way he says my name with that accent of his.

"Do I take you to a hotel? Or do we go to your place?"

The nearest hotel is a long cab drive away because of heavy traffic, but we'll also need to take the train to get my place, and since I don't think I can wait that long...


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