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.

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

I totally forgot about how the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate’s s*xual desire. It seemed that I

help worming my arms around Rufus’ waist. Since I couldn’t

fabric from my coat and bound Rufus’ eyes with it, and then

was obviously torn 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

hung my legs against his b*ody. He moaned, and I felt

it reached the vertex between my legs. He hooked my underwear with his expert fingers and pulled it

squeezed my legs together as

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

and aching to feel the warmth from 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

turned us over, and it was now my turn pinning him on the ground. I crashed

I teased myself, I realized something. Never before

of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks, I let myself

had last done this, so I found the first invasion uncomfortable. Although my cunt was

seemed to think that I was unnecessarily taking my time. Impatient, he pushed