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.

he seemed to be unfocused, as

the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate’s s*xual desire. It seemed that I had been separated from Rufus for

my arms around Rufus’ waist. Since I

from my coat and bound Rufus’ eyes

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 b*ody

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

for air, Rufus stroked my legs and traced his fingers all the way up until it reached the vertex between my legs. He hooked my underwear with his expert fingers and pulled

my legs together as

disparity in our strengths, he didn’t break a 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, freeing his furious

own, my b*ody reacted, arching 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

waited not a second longer for me to recover my strength. I took a deep breath as 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, leveling his crotch on my needy

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

thickness of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks, I let myself get into a comfortable position as my twat

me for a trip to a sinfully heavenly paradise. It had been so long since I had last done this, so

to think that I was unnecessarily taking my time. Impatient, he pushed himself up, fully injecting his