Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

(Crystal’s POV)

Rufus k*issed me so passionately that I couldn’t resist him.

I grabbed his collar tightly with both h*ands. My heart was banging against my chest so wildly that I felt like I was about to have a heart attack. Love, affection, and desire surged through my body, rendering me unable to think straight.

At this moment, all I could do was hold the man in front of me tightly, as though he was my lifesaver in the middle of the ocean.

I knew this was wrong. I shouldn’t have indulged myself in this feeling, but his k*iss was so irresistible that I couldn’t help but compromise.

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Rufus pressed me onto the bed and k*issed me, making his way down my neck to my shoulders, leaving a trail of hickeys.

All this pent-up desire came gushing out.

Rufus and I couldn’t help but hug and k*iss each other almost desperately.

When he was about to take off my pajama pants, he suddenly stopped and looked up at me, his eyes burning with lust. “Can I?”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, bit his l*ips, and asked hoarsely, “When did you become so indecisive?”

Now that he had my consent, Rufus practically ripped my clothes off.

Then he k*issed my b*reasts and sucked my n*ipples.

I was drowning in waves of electric pleasure and couldn’t help but m*oan softly. “Ah… Hmm…”

With one n*ipple in his mouth, he fondled the other n*ipple with his h*and. His other h*and reached down to my p*uss*y, stroking my wet clit gently.

Without warning, he thrust his f*ingers inside me, causing me to gasp. While his f*ingers slipped in and out of me, his thumb drew circles over my clit, slowly picking up in speed.

“Rufus…”

f*ingers in my p*uss*y and his tongue on my n*ipple, I couldn’t help

I grew to want more.

cracked a

he began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his well-defined chest muscles and abs. Even though

he quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his

erect c*ock bobbed in front of me. I spread my

a pillow. Then he grabbed his p*enis and started rubbing it against

so wet from the foreplay that it didn’t take him much effort to slip his p*enis

and out of my p*uss*y

my head and I m*oaned with satisfaction. “Oh,

the sound of skin slapping skin

“Harder, Rufus… Harder…”

I wrapped my l*egs around his waist and

every time he slammed

he lowered his head and started sucking one of my n*ipples while simultaneously

feels

you’re so wet…” Rufus grunted hoarsely, and

“Oh, Rufus… No…”

and louder, and he started f*uc*king me harder and harder. Rufus’ forehead and chest shone under

and gritted his teeth. “Baby,

around his strong waist and climaxed

that moment, I was too busy drowning

a while, he groaned

was over, but Rufus’ c*ock

propped my head up and looked deep into his

pitifully and pointed at his hard d*ic*k.