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.

but my lower body felt a

a little embarrassed herself.She stared at me in a

not sober

her hand to slap

grabbed her

just...I don't

the flesh of our bodies creating an intimate sound.I couldn't find the courage to look at

was quite embarrassing and

sudden, the girl

satisfied already.Now, it's my

brought her lips to touch mine as

encountered such a

you're too weak to have another

my lower

words immediately turned my instinct to

body and sucked her tongue,

 "Ah… Slow down..."

neck and arched her back as

"Be gentle..."

spread into a letter M, keeping a constant rhythm.I did not stop until

this absurd

finished, the girl pushed me