Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

(Rufus’ POV)

I wanted to rush out, but I s*lipped back into the bathtub, bringing our bodies closer together.

The steamy air in the bathroom made my heart pound h*arder. Crystal and I could feel the temperature around us rise.

“Just stay there. I’ll get the bath towel,” I said gruffly. Even though I said I was leaving, my body was unwilling to move.

Crystal fixed her clear gaze on me. “Didn’t you say you were going to get a bath towel? Why aren’t you moving?”

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I gulped h*ard and was overwhelmed by an impulse to pin her body under mine.

I inhaled deeply and shut my eyes. I convinced myself to not take advantage of her. When Crystal regained her memory, she would fight me.

After a long and painful struggle, I finally got my raging emotions under control and made a move to stand up.

Suddenly, Crystal grabbed my arm and clumsily k*issed me on my l*ips. I froze, not daring to move.

She k*issed me on my l*ips but didn’t receive a response. There was a note of complaint in her voice as she demanded, “Don’t you know how to k*iss? What are you waiting for?”

When I heard this, I instantly pinned her body with mine and fiercely said, “You asked for it.”

I lowered my head and captured her l*ips with mine.

my shoulders and s*uc*ked my tongue, responding

feel her soft b*reasts rubbing against my chest. Her hand snaked down and stopped at

grabbed her hand and wrapped her

lead. I s*uc*ked

weak in matters

short while, Crystal’s strength began to wane. She loosened her grip as if she was going

passionately and wrapped one arm around her waist to keep her upright. I closed the palm

were gorgeous, plump, and

squeezed her b*reast,

Crystal automatically tightened her l*egs around my waist and

found her dripping wet.

her body against

her b*reasts, her belly,

“Ah… Oh… Ahhh… “

Her b*reasts swayed.

my name unconsciously and repeated it softly in a tone I had

this, all my muscles tensed up, and the blazing desire in my

her n*ipples were red. Without thinking, I

left a deep bite mark on her b*reast in

“Ouch… It hurts…”

was shining with lust.

deep into my hair. She stroked my short black

slightly parted and she