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.

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

arms around Rufus' waist. Since I couldn't escape just yet, I might as well

a piece of fabric from my coat and bound Rufus' eyes with it, and then hugged him

Eventually, he stripped off his clothes and held

He moaned, and I felt his hot breath fanning my

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

unconsciously squeezed my legs together

our strengths, he didn't break a sweat in shoving my hand away. Persistent, his slender fingers

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

turned us over, and it was

I felt myself cum. As I teased myself, I realized something.

wrapping my other pair of lips around the thickness of his glandes. Shifting my buttocks, I let myself get into a comfortable position as my twat slowly gobbled up

back of my head. That contact alone sent me for a trip to 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 little

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