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.

body felt a sudden

both gasped unconsciously, She blushed and looked a little embarrassed herself.She stared at me in a coy yet charming

you're not sober

raised her hand to slap

her

already.I just...I don't remember you

back, the flesh of our bodies creating an

quite embarrassing and I didn't

a sudden, the girl pulled me

satisfied already.Now,

her lips to touch mine as she

had never encountered such a

weak

bit my lower

my instinct to fight

myself on top of her body and sucked her tongue, pushing my

 "Ah… Slow down..."

and arched her back as I thrust deeper.Her eyes glazed

"Be gentle..."

a letter M, keeping a constant rhythm.I

absurd sex come to

we finished, the girl pushed me off of her body and stood