The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1262

Crystal's POV:

I indulged myself in the heat of the moment.

I asked Rufus to call me by my real name over and over again, and to hear him call me Sylvia kept turning me on.

My emotions were out of control. I couldn't tell whether the tears in my eyes were tears of joy or a by-product of the orgasm.

"Ah... I can't! I—I'm cumming!"

The next second, my vagina started to convulse, squeezing the big dick inside it tightly. With a loud moan, I climaxed.

Still, Rufus was nowhere near done. He put my leg on the crook of his arm and thrust his dick deep into my pussy with all his strength.

I nearly yelped from shock.

But he still kept going. Whenever his penis slammed into the deepest part of my vagina, my voice would tremble. "Oh... Ah..."

"Honey, what do you think of this position? Do you like it?"

"It's too deep... Ah...!"

"Really? Let's try another position."

Rufus stopped and withdrew his cock from my pussy. Then he turned me over and made me face away from him.

I was on all fours, my ass sticking out in front of him, my pussy wide open and ready to receive him. In this position, I could feel something wet trickling down from my pussy. Biting my lip, I looked over my shoulder at him longingly, inviting him to come

in.

Rufus took the hint. The next second, he slipped his thick cock into my pussy again. I moaned loudly. Feeling his dick inside me was so satisfying.

Then he straightened up and started thrusting in and out rhythmically.

The obscene sound of skin slapping skin didn't stop.

I knelt on my knees and moaned softly. I couldn't think straight. I was simply too immersed in the pleasurable feeling of being fucked by Rufus.

Rufus gathered my hair in one hand and yanked it, forcing me to raise my head. My breasts jiggled as he slammed into me, so he reached for one with his free hand and rubbed the nipple.

"Oh, my God! Fuck, Rufus... It feels so good..."

"You're so tight, babe..."

"Hmm... Rufus... Faster..."

Rufus let go of my hair and firmly planted his hands on my waist to speed up his thrusting.

After that, Rufus wrapped me with a bath towel and carried me back to the bedroom.

I lay on the bed with him. Holding me in his arms, Rufus kissed my eyelids and brows from time to time, as though he couldn't get enough of me.

His stubble tickled me, and I couldn't help but giggle.

Rubbing his chin against my cheek, Rufus suddenly asked, "How did you cover your scent?"

I looked up at him with a pout and then kissed the corner of his mouth. "Close your eyes."

Rufus closed his eyes obediently.

I chanted an incantation I knew by heart and snapped my fingers in his ear.

The spell was lifted.

A few seconds later, Rufus caught a whiff of my scent—the mate scent.

He became emotional and couldn't help but plant some more kisses on me.

"I didn't know that a mate scent could be so relieving." Rufus hugged me tightly and sighed.