The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

Oddly enough, I couldn't make out the she-wolf's face no matter how hard I tried.

She purred in my arms. "You're being so weird today, Rufus. Why are you pulling a long face? Keep that up, and you won't look cute anymore."

One would never use the word "cute" to describe a werewolf.

I opened my mouth to say just that, but found that I couldn't utter a single word.

Then, as if on cue, the she-wolf said, "Say you love me, Rufus." She rubbed against me provocatively, as though she had done it a million times before.

The strangest thing was that I didn't hate it at all.

I felt my lips move and heard myself say that I love her.

The she-wolf hummed happily before kissing the corner of my mouth. "Finally! You've been so grumpy just now and refused to say anything."

Only then did I realize that I could speak freely again. I tried to say something else, but the she-wolf chose that moment to snake her arms around my neck and pull me in for another deep kiss.

I could feel the flames of my desire flare up again. I decided to take over the reins and rolled us over, pinning the she-wolf under me as I continued to ravage her mouth.

the fresh smell of grass washed over me, wiping out the restlessness I had

her thigh, trailing it under her skirt and tearing her panties off her. I tossed the fabric aside as I pulled away from

buttons flying everywhere and exposing her soft, supple breasts. I swooped in and licked one nipple as I fondled the other between my fingers. The

before trailing my tongue down to her most

her folds. I rubbed it in slow circles with my thumb, making the she-wolf cry

I whispered against her lips. "We're outside. You should

sound still thrummed through her body and vibrated in what little space we

on her

juices flowing down her thighs. I easily

"Oh..."

a few pumps, I felt her convulse around my fingers, and I watched as she squirted her precious essence on my belly. I pulled back and got rid of my underwear. I grabbed my cock and rubbed the tip against her soaked

yet she was so wet that my dick reached her

myself pulse inside her, and her walls seemed to throb

too deep..." the she-wolf muttered, even as she instinctively raised her hips to accommodate me. Her back arched higher, baring

lowered my head and nibbled at it, unable to help myself. She shuddered as my teeth grazed her skin, moaning and writhing

felt

and pulled halfway out. And then I began to thrust. It didn't take long

movements picked up speedle