The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

Warren carried me all the way back to his dorm room.

Right after returning from the border, Warren applied for a room of his own. His previous roommate, Harry, was too noisy and he liked to eat midnight snacks. Warren, who was usually good at taking care of his body, would be tempted and would end up eating snacks with him.

After gaining five pounds, Warren decided that enough was enough. He moved out and got a single room.

Warren gently placed me on the bed.

Without thinking too much, he took off his jacket and shirt, revealing his well-defined, sexy muscles.

But I had a sinking feeling about this. I wrapped my arms around myself protectively and shouted, "What the hell are you doing? I'm pregnant!"

Warren ignored my protests and sat on the edge of the bed. He grabbed my arm and took my coat off.

Panic-stricken, I couldn't think straight. He forced a kiss on me just moments earlier. Was he turned on and now he wanted more?

Or else I'll scream!" I squeezed my eyes shut and

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one eye open to peek at him. He was still sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at me

smile made me feel flustered. I quickly put on a serious expression and demanded, "Why are you smiling

hair pin on my head. Then, without any warning, he lay down beside me and wrapped his

but failed. Warren wasn't using much strength,

Warren looked very calm and relaxed. He had placed his

a wooden puppet, lying stiffly in his arms. For some reason, his touch had aroused me, and I could feel my lower region getting wet. This made me feel both angry and helpless. Ever since I got pregnant, my body had become very sensitive. This wasn't that big of a problem initially. But as

so passionately that I was reminded of the time we made passionate love

spooned me and went to sleep! I was feeling extremely horny, and I couldn't seem to calm

semblance of reason was tossed out the window as I started rubbing myself against his body in the hopes to relieve my lust. But the

burning lust was

to me. His hot breath brushed against my bare neck, making me go limp in his

"Do you want it?"

with tearful eyes and bit my lower lip. I wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.