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.

closely at his eyes, he seemed to be unfocused, as if

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

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

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

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,

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

air, Rufus stroked my legs and traced his fingers all the way up until it reached the vertex

unconsciously squeezed my legs together as I grabbed

of the disparity in our strengths, he didn’t break a sweat in shoving my hand away. Persistent, his

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 reached the peak

deep breath as courage took charge of my spinning mind. I turned us over, and it was

teased myself,

the thickness of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks,

lost at the back of my head. That contact alone sent me for a trip to a sinfully heavenly paradise. It had been so long since I had last done this, so I found the first

unnecessarily taking my time. Impatient, he pushed himself up, fully injecting his prick inside me, all the way up to the entrance