The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I lay beside Rufus and massaged my hips. My body had turned sore, and I was utterly exhausted. Now, I understood why he said I would pay for it.

Rufus and I made love all night. Each time seemed to get better. It looked like I had awoken a violent beast. We had sex until I passed out. However, he didn't seem to get tired at all. "What are you thinking about?" Rufus put his hand around my waist and slung his leg on my thighs, grinning happily.

"Nothing. It just seems surreal." I looked up at him and stroked his nose. "It feels like a dream."

Rufus grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Don't be silly. It's not a dream." He chuckled. "Sylvia, thank you."

"For what?" I looked at him and smiled. This was the happiest day of my life. My heart, which had been wandering for a long time, finally found a way back home.

"Thank you for accepting my love despite everything," Rufus replied earnestly.

intimate thing, I was still shy to hear such sweet words. I blushed and kissed his cheek in response, and then covered my head with

already kissed too many times today." I quickly pushed him away. I was afraid that Rufus would lose control if we kissed again. If we had sex again, then I didn't think I'd be able to get

aside before leaning on top of me, his naked body pressing against every

I could react he pressed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, responding to his kiss. Just then, I felt something

pussy. I moaned with pleasure. Just as things were about to get out of control, I

and sat up. "Morning exercise! I have morning

go. Sex is also a good form of exercise," Rufus grunted. He frowned and reached out to hold

got out of bed and put on my clothes as fast as I could. "No, I'll be punished if I missed it. I don't want to make a

Rufus also got out of bed and picked up his crumpled shirt from the

"No, no, no. It's just a short distance. I can go by myself! Rest well. I'll meet you after class." "Okay. Don't

at school in person, anyone with a

door and kissed me goodbye. When I hurried back to the school, I found the exercise session was over. My stomach clenched with anxiety. If I skipped morning exercise for no reason,

busy thinking, someone patted my shoulder. I turned around and realized