Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 415

Sylvia’s POV:

Rufus and I made love until we were exhausted and out of breath. It was past midnight already, so Rufus scooped me into his arms and carried me out of the bathroom.

I leaned against his chest and ran my fingers down the strong muscles on his chest, feeling inexplicably satisfied.

Rufus gently laid me on the bed and then lay down next to me. We snuggled underneath the blanket.

I scooted over to him and he wrapped his arms around me. I lowered my head and pressed my palm against his hard abs.

Amused by this, Rufus chuckled and asked in a low voice, “Do you want to go again?”

“No!” I looked up at him playfully and pinched his waist.

The part I pinched seemed to be a sensitive spot for Rufus. He instantly froze and his eyes took on a dangerous light.

I quickly withdrew my hand and didn’t dare to tease him anymore. “It was an accident.”

Rufus snorted and pinched my cheek. “If you don’t behave yourself, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow.”

I stuck my tongue out at him in response. Of course I wouldn’t behave myself. We both fell silent. But I couldn’t fall asleep, so I decided to tease Rufus again.

When I looked up at him, I found that he had closed his eyes already. His brows were relaxed, although his lips were slightly pursed. His delicate features were like a masterpiece of God.

I stretched out my finger and gently stroked his face. The finger ran all the way down to his sexy Adam’s apple.

“Are you asleep?” I murmured.

At first, Rufus didn’t respond, as if he was really asleep.

I gnawed my lower l*p and looked him up and down for a while. Finally, I tried blowing gently on his face.

To my disappointment, Rufus still didn’t move a muscle. His breathing was steady, so I figured he had really fallen asleep.

I gave up pestering him and leaned over to give him a good night k**s.

However, as soon as my lips touched Rufus’, his eyes suddenly popped open. In one swift movement, he pushed me onto the bed and got on top of me, kissing me passionately.

As he pressed me against the bed, I could feel his p***s getting harder and harder.

“No, no, no! I’m sorry. I don’t want another round…” I begged him for mercy with a helpless smile.

Rufus pulled away for a split second to lock eyes with me, as though to say he wasn’t going to stop. Sure enough, he lowered his head and started kissing me again.

Rufus didn’t stop until I pushed his head away and tickled his sensitive spot.

While we were horsing around, I accidentally touched a small bulge on the back of Rufus’ waist. It felt a little strange, so I touched it again.

“Sylvia.” Rufus called my name in a restrained voice. “If you keep doing this, you might cry later…”

“Wait. I just touched something weird. Let me have a look at your back,” I said, gesturing for him to turn around.

Rufus shrugged but obeyed. He turned around. There was a small mole on the back of his waist.

“When did you get this?” I touched the mole gently and frowned. It wasn’t there a few days ago.

Rufus rested his chin on his arm and yawned lazily. “No idea. Maybe it was always there.”

“No way. I’ve touched every inch of your body. This mole wasn’t there before,” I said firmly.

Rufus was amused by me. He smiled and scooped me on top of him, making me straddle his waist. “You’re a bully.”

I stuck out my lower l*p. “I’m just telling the truth. You’re mine, after all.”

“Yes, I’m yours.” Rufus looked at me dotingly.

I snorted and lay beside him, wrapping my arms and legs around his muscly body. “Okay. Sleep already. You must be tired.”

Rufus kissed me on the forehead and ruffled my hair. “No more horseplay?”

I shook my head. “No. I’m tired.”

Rufus chuckled then sighed contentedly. “Then let’s sleep.”