The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

All of a sudden, Sylvia pulled me up domineeringly. I looked at her in astonishment. "What's the matter?"

She looked unhappy again. Did I say something wrong?

But before I could figure it out, Sylvia had pulled me into the bathroom.

Despite the awkward situation, even I had to admit that Geoffrey was good at setting the mood. Even the bathroom looked romantic and fancy.

Under the warm, dim lighting, I saw that the bathtub was covered with a layer of rose petals. Condoms of various flavors were placed in a conspicuous location. Obviously, these had been prepared beforehand.

I stood in front of the bathtub, bewildered, when Sylvia suddenly pushed me in. I fell into the bathtub with a splash and was instantly immersed in the strong scent of rose petals.

Without saying a word, Sylvia turned on the shower head and sprayed water on me. I didn't resist but looked at her curiously. "What's going on?"

to my body, outlining my figure. I stretched out my hand to touch

you have the scent of another woman on your body. So, you'd better not

her act so possessive. I reached out to take the shower head from Sylvia's hand. I was going to say I could take a bath

wash every inch

was stunned. Then, I felt a burning desire in my

voice, "Then we

edges of Sylvia's

take off her clothes slowly. Her slender fingers started

tight-fitting jeans today, which outlined her perfect figure. Very soon, she shrugged off her shirt,

felt like time itself

But she didn't take off her pants immediately. Instead, she stepped into the bathtub and straddled on my waist. Her half-opened jeans gave me a glimpse of her lace underwear. I wrapped one hand around

leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "Let me help you with that." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

she began to take my clothes off in a painfully slow

was completely uneven, and the desire buried