Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Warren's POV: 

My spirit felt like it had left my body as I entered the tight and moist passage.I felt like a drill, constantly moving deeper insider.I couldn't get enough of it.

My penis pushed hard into the softness that was inside as if to destroy it.

Endless desire burned within me, reason and logic leaving my body.

It went on like this for a while until I felt a slap on my face, sobering me up instantly and allowing me to clearly see the she–wolf in front of me.

"Wait, you..." I froze when I saw the beautiful girl before me.

The girl reached up and seductively pulled my hair.

She fiercely said, "Do you recognize who I am?!"

My face burned, too embarrassed to say anything, but my penis was still inside of her.

As I grew more sober by the second, I vaguely remembered calling out Sylvia's name just now.

No wonder this she–wolf was angry.I looked at her with guilt.I wanted to say something, but I couldn't remember her name.

All I knew was that she was Sylvia's roommate and we were in the same class for a while now.

But I never seemed to care enough to know her name, even though we came from the same pack.

in shame, but my lower body felt a sudden surge and swelled up

blushed and looked a little embarrassed

not sober enough

hand to slap me

grabbed her wrist

don't remember

back, the flesh of our bodies creating an intimate sound.I couldn't find the courage

and I didn't know

a sudden, the girl

been satisfied already.Now,

brought her lips to touch mine as she let her tongue

had never encountered

too weak to

my

my instinct

sucked her tongue, pushing my

 "Ah… Slow down..."

and arched her back as I thrust deeper.Her

"Be gentle..."

held her legs to spread into a letter M,

this absurd sex

the girl pushed me off of her body