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 sexual 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 stripped 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 moaned, 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.
"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 vagina swollen. I let Rufus' crotch fill me to the brim. Although my movement was not a match with his, it brought great pleasure.
Burning for a release, I pumped myself, fully adjusted to his size. I chased for the elusive waves of pleasure 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' nakedness, not bothering to break our contact down there. My hole was still sucking his shaft. The desire clouded my mind like a fog and made me crazy. I let my disheveled hair fall down.
My pussy 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 seed 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 orgasm.
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