Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 1064 Crazy In The Cave
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.
Realization was slowly dawning on me. I totally forgot about how the saliva of a werewolf could prompt their mate’s s*e*xual desire. It seemed that I had been separated from Rufus for too long that it slipped my mind.
Calmness kicked in. I couldn’t help worming my arms around Rufus’ waist. Since I couldn’t escape just yet, I might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
I tore off a piece of fabric from my coat and bound Rufus’ eyes with it, and then hugged him again.
Rufus was obviously torn between hating and consenting my actions amidst the stupor he was in. Eventually, he s*tri*pped off his clothes and held me tightly, as if hoping that embedding me into his body and us merging into one was possible.
I hung my legs against his body. He m*oa*ned, and I felt his hot breath fanning my skin.
Gasping for air, 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 expert fingers and pulled it aside.
I unconsciously squeezed my legs together as I grabbed Rufus’ wrist subconsciously.
As if to remind me 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 cl*t little attention, he pulled down his underwear, freeing his furious s*haf*t.
As if having a 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 the friction of his fingers against my channel aroused me. He continued doing wonders down there, and soon, I trembled as I neared and reached the peak of my o*rgasm.
With my patience stretching thin, I waited not 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, leveling his c*rotc*h on my needy c*un*t.
Rubbing my vulva against his monstrosity, I felt myself cum. As I teased myself, I realized something. Never before had I felt emptier like this moment.
I moved myself down, 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 Rufus’ s*haf*t.
I groaned, feeling my eyes get lost at the 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 c*un*t was dripping w*et from my previous release, it did little in helping me accommodate all of Rufus. His thing was painfully enormous for my hole to swallow.
Rufus frowned 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 m*oa*ned. The feeling of being filled made my scalp tingle. My cl*t throbbed as I felt his thickness pulsate within me. I didn’t dare to move, but the feeling of swelling f0rced me to.
Rufus’ handsome face was covered with sweat. He seemed to be elated. He cupped my bre@sts as he continued to thrust in and out of me, and it was driving me crazy. He picked up his pace from the steady movements he was doing as I tried to meet him halfway through his powerful pumps.
“Rufus, I’m coming! Ah…”
When I closed my eyes, all my senses were occupied by the fullness of his thing inside me, pleasuring me. His size made my v*agin*a swollen. I let Rufus’ c*rotc*h fill me to the brim. Although my movement was not a match with his, it brought great ple@sure.
Burning for a release, I pumped myself, fully adjusted to his size. I chased for the elusive waves of ple@sure that surged within me just earlier. A few thrusts and I could feel my walls constricting around him. His manhood reacted and twitched inside me. Finally, I reached heaven once again before crashing down. Exhausted, I hunkered down and leaned on Rufus’ n*ake*dness, not bothering to break our contact down there. My hole was still s*cking his s*haf*t. The desire clouded my mind like a fog and made me crazy. I let my disheveled hair fall down.
My p*uss*y was still welcoming Rufus’ notch. He placed my head between his hands and directed me into a kiss.
“Hmm…”
Rufus kissed me and straightened up. As he sat up, his thing inside me convulsed, shooting his s*eed inside me. I could feel our liquids mixing, creating obscene sounds between us.
I felt out of breath and let it all out. Pinching his notch against my walls, I freed another 0rg@sm.