I raised my buttocks so that he could insert more deeply. The heat in my stomach was rising.
Then not long after, I reached the climax. It was so intense that I hooked my legs tightly around his waist, locking his penis in my vagina.
Rufus bent over and kissed my red lips again. His tongue slipped into my mouth, entangling with mine. It was like he was hungry for more.
As I slowly put down my legs, Rufus thrust again.
He placed his hands behind my back while sucking on my earlobe and neck. With his arms wrapped around me so tight, he sprinted madly, letting me know that he was coming.
“Hmm… So good…” I felt tears well up at the corners of my eyes. My entire body ached from excitement. Even when I desperately tried to hold on to Rufus, I was only able to do so feebly.
He pressed and bumped against me. I was stuck up and couldn’t help sliding up. Rufus grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.
“It’s so big… hmmm… so deep!” I moaned so loud, not afraid to let him know that I liked what he was doing to me. Seconds later, I squirted heavily from pleasure.
Like the sea lapping at the coast, the pleasure washed over me and made me want to stay face up forever. I didn’t want to turn over and let my lust devour me completely.
But Rufus wasn’t done yet. The fact that he was damp from his own sweat just made him even more desirable and tempting.
I leaned against him and tried to touch his handsome face with the tip of my tongue. The salty sweat mixed with our lust lingered at the back at my mouth.
This, however, made me even hungrier for more. “Rufus, that’s great… That’s so great… I love you so much…” I groaned and I lifted my butt to give him more access. I knew that he was on the verge of coming. So I wanted him to feel the same pleasure I was feeling.
Rufus was even more aroused now because of my seductive moans. He sped up and pressed his manhood heavily into my vagina.
His hard shaft rubbed vigorously in my soft vagina, creating a faint heat. The scrotum slapped on my organ, making a sound.
Rufus struck hard and filled me to the brim, leaving no room for me to breathe.
His balanus suddenly broke into the depths of my core. My eyes welled up with tears and my whole body shook as I let out another moan, “You inserted it into… Oh no… Ah… It’s so deep…”
Rufus’s jaw clenched as his movements became increasingly ferocious and rapid. His smoldering penis seemed like it was about to consume my entire body.
At this point, my voice was already hoarse from the endless moaning. I grabbed his hand feebly and couldn’t help crying. “Rufus…”
Rufus bit my chin gently and sucked my tongue. But he thrust fiercely. I convulsed and spurted a large stream of hot liquid, pouring through his balanus.
I lost count of how many times Rufus plunged his hard, thick organ into my body. As the liquid finally sprayed all over inside me, I felt another wave of extreme pleasure.
Crystal’s POV
When the sex was over, Rufus embraced me and fell back asleep. I reached out and gently felt his forehead. It wasn’t as hot as before. It looked like licking was quite helpful. How fortunate that we hadn’t dissolved our bond as mates yet. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t just sever it without Rufus ‘ consent. And I knew that he would never agree to do so, especially not under the circumstances.
I helped him lie back and covered his body with his coat. I spent a few moments staring at his beautiful face, and before I knew it, I was kissing him. I poured all of my longing into that single kiss.
“I’m blessed to see you again, my love, after five long years,” I murmured as I pressed my forehead against his and enjoyed the warmth between our bodies.
I knew that once Rufus woke up, everything would get back to its proper track. I would have to continue pretending that I didn’t love him.
I sighed ruefully at the thought, and then sat up. My body felt sore all over, but I endured the discomfort as I put on my clothes. I needed to scavenge for whatever useful herbs that I might find.
A waterfall was raging just outside the cave, blanketing the immediate surroundings. I couldn’t even see the top of the mountain through the mist. It was a good thing that Rufus and I had fallen into the water, or he could have died.
I followed the current, which led to a smooth path downstream. On the other side of the water was a dense forest. Without a moment’s hesitation, I took off my shoes and swam across the stream.
The woods itself wasn’t large, but it was abundant in various exotic plants. Some of them, I had never seen before. More importantly, I was able to find the herbs that I needed.
I picked a handful of them, and gathered a few fruits as well. On my way back, I stumbled across a patch of edible wild mushrooms. These would make an excellent soup.
I returned to the cave and set aside my bounty before looking for some stones, and then proceeded to mash the herbs into a paste. This was generously applied to Rufus’ wounds. I didn’t have any bandages with me, so I tore up a bit of my slip and used it to bind his injuries.
The next step would be to clean his body. I took the remaining strips of cloth and soaked them in the small lake just beside the cave. While there, I also caught a couple of fish. They would make a great addition to the soup.
I wiped Rufus’ body down, feeling a little relieved at this small semblance of normalcy. But then I remembered the black thorns. After making sure that Rufus was still fast asleep, I hurriedly checked his back. The black thorns hadn’t emerged, thank heavens.
I finally let out a long sigh of true relief.
It was soon shattered, however. Without warning, Rufus started shivering, cold sweat beading on his forehead. I took off whatever clothes I could spare and put them over him. I then lit up a fire, but it didn’t seem to be of much use. Rufus’ body kept growing cold.
I tried rubbing his arms and neck, but it didn’t do much help, either. His temperature continued to fall. At this rate, his life would be in danger.
Left with no choice, I took off my remaining clothes and held Rufus, sharing my body heat with him.
Gradually, he stopped shaking, and I could feel his temperature slowly go up. I tightened my arms around him and kissed his face and lips. I hadn’t held him like this in a long time, with neither reserve nor worry about anything in the outside world. The wind and snow continued to fall outside the cave, but I couldn’t care less. All that mattered at that moment was the precious little joy between my arms.
I raised my hand and softly traced his eyebrows and nose. A bittersweet feeling swelled in my chest. “I have no idea what happened to you,” I mumbled, “but I really wanted to be there for you. You were always so strong and powerful. How could you let those bastard vampires hurt you like this? What happened, Rufus? I… I really miss you so much. You’re all I’ve been thinking about these past five years.”
Crystal’s POV
Rufus was still deep in slumber by the time his temperature returned to normal. Then he began to talk in his sleep. I drew even closer to him, but I couldn’t make out the words clearly. I thought I heard him say, “Who are you?”
I touched his forehead to make sure that he wasn’t incurring another fever.
“Is Rufus dreaming of you?” Yana asked curiously.
I hesitated for a brief moment. “No way. If he dreams of me, it would be a nightmare. But he looks calm right now.”
I still didn’t understand how he got seriously injured. I sat up and stared at his back. There were several more scars I hadn’t seen before. What the hell had happened to him in the last five years? Had he been throwing himself into danger all this time?
I touched the scars on his back and gently traced them with my fingers, sighing to myself.
I only had one simple wish in this life, and that was for Rufus and our children to always be healthy and safe. But now, it seemed that Rufus’ position as the supreme leader of the werewolf race didn’t do much; he was still constantly surrounded by danger.
I tried to calm myself and got up to prepare something to eat. Since Rufus still hadn’t fully recovered yet, I left my clothes on his body. No one was here to see me, anyway.
I wandered around the cave naked and found an ideal piece of stone. With a bit of witchcraft, I smoothed its surface and created a deep pit at the center. Now I had a stone pot to cook with.
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