The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

After licking, Rufus' wounds showed signs of faster healing; the lesions stopped bleeding and were eventually closing. I rose to get some water, but Rufus, despite being unconscious, managed to slink his hand to my wrist, pulling me back. He muttered something under his breath, and then reached for the back of my head, yanking me for a kiss on the lips.

I was wide-eyed, stunned by what he did. I wondered what was going on.

Rufus' kiss was becoming wilder. His kisses were beginning to asphyxiate me, and I was becoming numb. But he was unyielding.

I groaned and tried to push Rufus away, but he was undeniably much stronger than me. He turned over, and now he was on top of me, pressing me on the ground as he intended to continue kissing me. To my horror, I found that his eyes were open, sternly fixed on me.

For a moment, I froze. I fumbled for a way to explain my presence here.

But soon, I calmed down and relieved a sigh.

That was because when I looked closely at his eyes, he seemed to be unfocused, as if he was still in a state of unconsciousness.

the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate's sexual desire. It seemed that I

my arms around Rufus' waist. Since I

of fabric from my coat and bound Rufus'

and consenting my actions amidst the stupor he was in. Eventually, he stripped off his clothes and held me

my legs against his body. He moaned, and I felt

air, Rufus stroked my legs and traced his fingers all the way up until it reached

my legs together as I

of the disparity in our strengths, he didn't break a sweat in shoving my hand away. Persistent, his slender fingers skillfully slid into my opening. While gently giving my

and aching to feel the warmth from his manhood. Delicate gasps came flowing out of my mouth. Rufus' fingers were like pistons in my honeypot against the lube my canal had produced. Hearing the rhythmic sounds from my lower body coupled

a second longer for me to recover my strength. I took a deep breath as courage took charge of my spinning mind. I turned us over, and it was now my turn pinning him on the ground. I crashed my lips against his, kissing him fervently. I positioned myself,

his monstrosity, I felt myself cum. As I teased

pair of lips around the thickness of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks, I let myself get into a comfortable position as my

a sinfully heavenly paradise. It had been so long since I had last done this, so I found the first invasion uncomfortable. Although my cunt was dripping wet from my previous release, it did

and held my waist. He seemed to think that I was unnecessarily taking my time. Impatient, he pushed himself up, fully injecting his prick inside me, all the way up to the entrance of my cervix. "It's so big..." I threw my head back and moaned. The feeling of being filled made my scalp tingle. My clit throbbed as I felt his