My manhood reached the deepest part of inside her. Upon every insertion, it opened her uterine cervix. “Okay, slow down… Go slower now, honey…”
The she-wolf instructed with her soft voice while her legs continued to stretch and sway around my waist.
I slowed down our pace and her buttocks humped on me. The she-wolf was under me; she was soft as she bit on her fingers and groaned in the most seductive tone.
The whole time I made love to her, I called her all kinds of pet names like baby and honey.
There were traces of our lust everywhere-from the bed to the bathroom and even all the way to the kitchen. Though this crazy sex made the unreal feeling settle in me, I couldn’t seem to get rid of it. And so, I allowed myself to just indulge in it.
At this moment in time, I felt weaker to give in to the urge to believe that this was all real. I mean, the pleasure from this was something I could feel. The she-wolf I was intertwined with felt like someone who I really did love and who I couldn’t live without. The scent emanating from her body captivated me. It was up until the last time when I did it from behind that the desire to call the she-wolf her name came to me, but all of a sudden, I stopped in my tracks.
“Call out my name, Rufus! Why won’t you call me?” The she-wolf twisted her head to have a glance at me as she raised her buttocks. Something in my subconscious made me avoid looking at her blurred face. It was the face whose image was seared into my soul so much so that I don’t believe it could ever be forgotten. I was reaching ecstasy and still wanted to call out her name once more, but I couldn’t do it again.
Though it shouldn’t have been difficult for me to call out the name of the she-wolf, but somehow I couldn’t bring myself to remember what it was.
My head began to feel incredible pain once more.
At that moment, the sound of a piercing voice coming from the distant above rung in my ears. It made me feel disgusted.
My vision began to distort around me as the piercing sound of the voice seemed to approach closer and closer. I attempted to block the sound from my head as it was beginning to make me feel angry.
The contortion of the hazy illusion seemed to become stronger and stronger. I was beginning to give into the fact that it was all a dream, but I still felt unwilling to wake up from it and I even wanted to sink even deeper into the dream. In spite of what I felt, the vision of the she-wolf in front of me began to become more unfocused and distanced away from me.
A droning sound rung loudly in my ears. At an instant, I opened my eyes and the presence of a petite body beside me registered in my brain. I had still been in the state of lust, so I felt my body press onto that body that laid beside me out of instinct. However, the next second, I saw that it was Adela’s innocent face on my side, and at that moment all the lust that was in my head instantly faded away.
Suddenly, I was completely broken out of my dream.
Adela’s POV:
I never imagined that Rufus would suddenly get headache and pass out.
The thought that something was wrong with the food crossed my mind, terrifying me,
But later, I discovered that Rufus only had a headache, and there was no sign of food poisoning, so I felt greatly relieved.
I wanted to call the doctor, but Rufus quickly reined himself in and fell asleep.
As I traced his face with my eyes, I was suddenly struck with a selfish thought.
I had always wanted to spend time alone with him and was now presented with an opportunity.
I didn’t summon anyone, but instead I just shut the door and helped Rufus get into bed.
I intended to take care of him by myself.
Rufus was not as severe when he was sleeping.
His eyes were relaxed and the lines around them were softer.
I crouched on the edge of the bed and gazed at him obsessively.
My heart was racing.
I had never thought that I would be able to get so close to the noblest werewolf in the empire one day.
In the near future, we were going to get married and have a more intimate relationship.
As I considered this, my heart quivered. I extended my hand and meekly brushed my fingers over his delicate features, He was the most gorgeous werewolf I’d ever laid my eyes on. I hoped that our children would inherit his appearance.
My longing was so intense that I couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped my lips. I couldn’t wait for that day to arrive.
I was not content with just watching him, so I took off my shoes and coat and got on the bed.
I lay beside him and gently leaned my head on his shoulder, trying to reduce the gap between us.
I had no way to release the desire flowing inside me, so I could only bite my lower lip and rub my thighs together.
My underwear was soon getting slightly wet. If only Rufus could be more enthusiastic…
He gave a muffled snort at this moment. His deep sexy voice increased my desire.
He was having a nightmare again. I moved closer to him and called his name softly. Our lips were only inches apart, I desperately wanted to kiss him if possible, but I had spent all my courage. I would just let him take the initiative to kiss me later.
Rufus’ delicious scent wafted toward me. I placed one hand on the edge of the bed, and my other hand wandered all the way from his chest to his face.
His angular chin, straight nose, deep eyes, and a pair of stunning eyebrows all matched my taste.
I sighed softly and called him again, “Rufus, wake up.”
He frowned, and his long eyelashes were fluttering. His face was contorted in pain.
“Rufus, wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” I lowered my head and my breath fanned across his face. I tried my best to subdue the impulse to kiss him.
His eyeballs behind his closed eyelids were moving violently. Then his eyes suddenly flew open and his clear gaze met mine.
Rufus pinned me firmly beneath him, and something hot and hard poked my lower belly. I immediately knew what it was.
My pussy tightened and some liquid flowed out automatically.
My desire heightened and I wanted to have sex with him.
Although we both still had our clothes on, I could still make out how big and thick his cock was.
It would definitely feel very pleasurable if it was inside me.
The burning desire in Rufus’ eyes almost melted me, but he pushed me away the next instant. He took a few deep breaths and said in a gruff voice, “Sorry.”
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