Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1064 Crazy In The Cave

Crystal’s POV:

After licking, Rufus’ wounds showed signs of faster healing; the lesions stopped bleeding and were eventually closing. I rose to get some water, but Rufus, despite being unconscious, managed to slink his hand to my wrist, pulling me back. He muttered something under his breath, and then reached for the back of my head, yanking me for a kiss on the lips.

I was wide-eyed, stunned by what he did. I wondered what was going on.

Rufus’ kiss was becoming wilder. His kisses were beginning to asphyxiate me, and I was becoming numb. But he was unyielding.

I groaned and tried to push Rufus away, but he was undeniably much stronger than me. He turned over, and now he was on top of me, pressing me on the ground as he intended to continue kissing me. To my horror, I found that his eyes were open, sternly fixed on me.

For a moment, I froze. I fumbled for a way to explain my presence here.

But soon, I calmed down and relieved a sigh.

when I looked closely at his eyes, he seemed to be unfocused, as if he was still in a state

slowly dawning on me. I totally forgot about how the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate’s s*xual desire. It seemed that I had been separated from Rufus for too long that it slipped my

my arms around Rufus’ waist. Since I couldn’t escape just yet,

fabric from my coat and bound Rufus’ eyes

between hating and consenting my actions amidst the stupor he was in. Eventually, he s*tripped off his clothes and held me tightly, as if hoping that embedding me into his

his b*ody. He moaned, and I

and traced his fingers all the way up until it reached the

unconsciously squeezed my legs together as I grabbed

sweat in shoving my hand away. Persistent, his slender fingers skillfully slid into my opening. While gently giving my cl*t little attention, he pulled down his underwear,

his manhood. Delicate gasps came flowing out of my mouth. Rufus’ fingers were like pistons in my honeypot against the lube my canal had produced. Hearing the rhythmic sounds from my lower b*ody coupled with the friction of his fingers against my channel aroused me. He continued doing wonders down there, and soon, I trembled as I neared and

courage took charge of my spinning mind. I turned us over, and it was now my turn pinning him on the ground. I crashed my lips against his, kissing him fervently. I positioned myself,

As I teased myself, I realized something. Never before had

moved myself down, wrapping my other pair of lips around the thickness of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks, I let myself get into a comfortable position as my

so long since I had last done this, so I found the first invasion uncomfortable. Although my

frowned and held my waist. He seemed to think that I was unnecessarily taking my time. Impatient, he pushed