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.

I totally forgot about how the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate's sexual desire. It seemed that I had been separated

I couldn't escape just yet, I

piece of fabric from my coat and bound Rufus' eyes with

obviously torn between hating and consenting my actions amidst the stupor he was in. Eventually, he stripped off his clothes and held me tightly, as if hoping that embedding me into his body and us merging into

moaned, and I felt

legs and traced his fingers all the way up until it reached the vertex between my legs. He hooked my underwear with his

together as

he didn't break a sweat in shoving my hand away. Persistent, his slender fingers skillfully slid into my opening. While gently giving my clit little attention, he pulled down his underwear, freeing his furious

mind of its own, my body reacted, arching 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 with

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, leveling his

vulva against his monstrosity, I felt myself cum. As I teased myself, I realized something. Never before had I felt

comfortable position as my twat slowly gobbled up Rufus' shaft. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

this, so I found the first invasion uncomfortable. Although my cunt was dripping

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 thickness pulsate within me. I