Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince By Dark Knight
Chapter 172 passion
Flora‘s POV:
The moment I stepped closer to Warren, he wrapped his arms around my waist and began kissing me. I gulped and pushed him away helplessly. “Don‘t be so anxious. We haven‘t taken off our clothes yet.” Warren understood what I meant and immediately grabbed the collar of my shirt, intending to tear it apart.
“No, no, no!” I stopped him right away. But Warren didn‘t seem to care about what I said. He ripped my shirt apart.
“Stop it!” Seeing that I was only in my bra and underwear, I felt shy. After all, I was still a virgin. I didn‘t expect to have s*e*x for the first time this way. But I decided not to think too much about it because I wouldn‘t lose anything if I slept with a guy like Warren. I pulled Warren‘s belt and took him to the soft cushion. Then, I Str!pped him n@ked. I gasped in shock when his enormous p*nis came to view. Blue veins popped on his ruddy ere*ction. It looked like a stiff iron rod. It looked frightening, and I didn‘t know what to do. Warren looked at me and back at himself in confusion. Suddenly, the beast in him awoke, and he pinned me under him. He pulled off my bra, cupped my bre@sts, and began to rub them.
“Hmm…” I was caught off guard. The strange sensation made me M0@n with ple@sure. However, as if not satisfied, Warren bent forward and licked my bre@sts. The heat of his body seeped into mine. I fisted the hair on the back of his head and pressed him against me to close whatever little distance we had between us. I couldn‘t wait for his p*nis to enter my body.
Warren let go of my bre@sts and pressed his d*ic*k against my p*uss*y. I was already w*et for him. He continued to slam his p*nis against my p*uss*y. Ripples of ple@sure coursed through my body. His juices w*et my underwear and pubic hair. I took off my underwear and wrapped my legs around his waist. Then I leaned over and kissed Warren‘s chest. His muscular physique made the experience all the more exciting. I trailed my fingers across his body and gripped his firm b*tt and wide shoulders. His chiseled muscles made me feel safe and secure. Having s*e*x with him didn‘t seem like a bad idea, after all.
When my body was ready to welcome him, Warren didn‘t live up to my expectations. It seemed that he couldn‘t find the right way to enter into me, so he randomly poked his d*ic*k around my p*uss*y. I was amused to see him struggle to enter me, Seeing his helplessness, I fisted his p*nis and positioned it against my p*uss*y. Warren instinctively rubbed his p*nis against my entrance. My breath caught in my throat; his slow movements seemed to drive me insane. I wanted him right now, riding me like a sailor.
I bucked up my hips and aligned with his rock–hard d*ic*k, pulling him closer to me. However, I regretted it the next moment because his enormous d*ic*k got stuck in my opening. It was pleasurable yet painful.
“You… you come out first…” I blushed and didn‘t dare to move. My p*uss*y hurt as my walls gripped his length. Warren snorted and grabbed my hands with one hand as he thrust his d*ic*k into me, ignoring my pleas. It looked like he had found the right place and was reluctant to pull back. He leaned closer and started a steady rhythm.
“No. It‘s too deep…” I patted his shoulder. My voice was barely above a whisper. Warren was incredibly strong. He pushed himself deeper within me and continued to thr*st h@rder.
Moments later, he parted my legs and let out a loud M0@n. He knelt in front of me, and his firm b*tt seemed to sway in and out. My eyes rolled up as he thr*st h@rder. Waves of ple@sure crushed me over and over again. I was on a joyful ride that seemed to get pleasurable with every thrust. My body shattered after an intense org@sm, and I came. Warren gripped my waist and licked my earlobe.
“Sylvia…” My body stiffened, and my eyes widened in horror. ‘How could he mistake me for Sylvia?’ I turned Warren over, pinned him on the sofa, and slapped him across his face. “Open your eyes and tell me who I am!”