The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 344

Sylvia's POV:

I had never had sex so wild before.

Rufus had tied my hands together with his belt. My chest felt so limp and numb that it almost couldn't catch my breath.

Rufus was busy licking the cream off of my breasts. He was the one who put the cream on my body just now.

He then said that he wanted to eat up every bit of me.

I did not expect Rufus, who was usually a calm and restrained man, to be this crazy in bed. All of these must have come from his own instincts.

"Rufus..." I helplessly wrapped my weak legs around his waist.

The feeling in my vagina reminded me that Rufus was still inside of me.

I couldn't count any more how many times we had sex, but there were marks of our love in every corner of the study.

"Rufus, are you done?" I called his name to get his attention.

Rufus finished licking up all the cream and arrived at my nipple, pulling it before finally taking it out of his mouth.

My breasts were now red and swollen, filled with marks of his teeth.

Rufus picked me up and switched our positions.

Now I was above, and he was underneath me. He raised his lower body and thrust inside again. He came inside of me.

My lower abdomen was bulging a little bit, which told me that he must have released a lot of sperm. He held onto my waist and thrust dozens of times. Then, he patted my ass and said, "Your turn."

I bit my lip and looked at him coyly, slowly bouncing up and down on my knees.

The slow movement magnified each and every feeling in our bodies. The walls of my vagina grazed the length of his long and hard penis, its tip reaching the deepest parts of me. Every thrust let out a wet sound.

Rufus was panting, which I found very sexy. I leaned down and kissed on his neck. When I did that, I felt him grow even bigger inside of me.

Not long after, Rufus' eyebrow twitched. He couldn't take the slow movement anymore. He turned us back over onto our first position and pressed his body on top of mine.

There came a fierce attack. He thrust in me with a newer strength each time. My toes curled and I could feel myself coming to a breaking point. I begged him for mercy and asked him to stop.