Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 1019

Joanna’s POV:

I shrank back when Harry’s hot breath hit my neck. My quivered slightly as I said, “I don’t want…”

“What?” Harry g*****d and played with my nipples, gently pinching my stiff tips.

The high surged up like a tide. I grabbed the sofa cushion, my nails digging deep into it. I m****d with pain and ple@sure, “Harry… No… Honey…”

After a dozen thrusts, he slowly pulled out of me and lifted me up.

I hurriedly wrapped my arms around his neck and asked, “What… What are you doing?”

He placed a chaste k**s on my forehead and said in a deep voice, “I’m taking you to the bathroom. You’re completely drenched.”

“I can walk by myself…”

Although he wasn’t inside me anymore, his d*ck was still between my legs. It rubbed against my opening as he walked. My arousal continued to gush out of my b*ody, dripping on Harry’s d*ck and then the floor. The sound of my arousal dribbling to the floor was abrupt in the silent room. I glanced down and quickly looked away, feeling shy. Then, I buried my head in Harry’s broad chest.

He carried me to the bathroom but didn’t put me down. I nudged him and said, “Put me down and wait for me outside. You can come in after I’m done.”

Harry refused. “No. Let’s do it together.”

I blushed and didn’t argue further. Although we had done this activity before, I still felt a little awkward. Harry had a high libido, so I was certain he would do other things besides taking a shower with me.

As soon as I lowered my head, I was greeted with his erect p*enis. It was thick and long, and still hard. Obviously, his desire was still raging.

“Honey.” Harry lowered his head to nibble on my ear. “I will help you get very clean, inside and out…”

I shuddered and stammered, “No, no. I can do it myself.” “Shush! I need to give the whole service. Let me help you.” Harry put me in the bathtub, turned on the shower head, and adjusted the water temperature. Soon, we were both w*et. He turned off the water, rubbed some b*ody wash on my back, and let it lather.

His broad palms swept over my back periodically, sending shivers down my spine. My back, my scalp, and even my p*ssy felt itchy.

After being filled so deliciously, there was nothing inside me right now, so it felt both empty and itchy.

The more I dwelled on it, the tinglier I felt.

While rubbing my back, Harry commented, “Honey, you seemed to have lost some weight recently.”

His fingers slowly slid down before coming to rest between my @sscheeks, making me quiver. “Don’t…”

“Since we are taking a shower, we need to clean every inch of your b*ody.” Harry squeezed a little more b*ody wash on his palm and rubbed it on my a*s, working up a rich lather.

While his palms caressed my a*s, his fingers inched closer to my a*****e. However, he deliberately didn’t touch it, making me want to crawl out of my skin.

I held my breath, not daring to break the spell. My legs were shaking. “Are we done? You can wash away the foam now.”

“No, I haven’t finished yet.” All of a sudden, his fingers slid down my @sscrack and stopped at my opening. “This part also needs to be washed.”

“Hey…” My b*ody turned to jelly and I staggered forward. My hands quickly shot out to grab the edge of the bathtub.

At this moment, Harry stepped closer and firmly grabbed my a*s. He positioned his d*ck and thrust into me.

“Ah…” I was completely filled. It was a crazy feeling and I felt like I was about to explode. I arched forward and shouted manically, “Don’t…”

Before I could finish my sentence. Harry gripped my waist and began to move. His voice had become deeper. “Honey, I can’t control myself anymore.”

He didn’t give me time to get used to his size. He pulled out and powerfully thrust back in me repeatedly. Every time he pulled out, his tip remained in my p*ssy, teasing me, before he drove himself in me again.

His heavy balls swayed and slapped against the base of my thighs. The sound echoed loudly around us.

I guessed some b*ody wash had entered my p*ssy, as some fart-like sounds rang out intermittently.

My b*ody felt boneless and my hands kept sliding down from the edge of the bathtub. The soap was everywhere, and the tub was slippery. My knees were inclined to slide forward. Every time I fell forward, Harry would pull me back, and his d*ck would slide deeper into me.

I couldn’t differentiate between pain and ple@sure. I couldn’t hold back my g****s either. They wrenched themselves from my throat and gradually disappeared. “God… Slower… Slower… Ah… Don’t…”

Harry continued driving inside me with great speed and strength. My b*ody was reaching its limit. My scalp tingled, and every thrust of Harry’s brought me intense ple@sure.

When I climaxed, my legs gave away, and I softly fell in the bathtub. Harry helped me up and gripped my h*p.

My b*ody was so pliable that it bent like an arrow. I instinctively supported myself by placing my hands at the bottom of the bathtub.

“Honey, you are so sensitive.” Harry paused for a few seconds, his huge d*ck throbbing inside me. He slowly began moving again, lengthening my climax.

He hadn’t come yet. His rock-hard p*enis kept gliding in my p*ssy. I had just climaxed and was very sensitive down there. My b*ody was shaking with ple@sure and my arms couldn’t support my weight anymore. So after a few more thrusts, I went down on my knees in the bathtub.

The hot s*x lasted until midnight, after which the bathroom finally became quiet.