Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 174

Warren’s POV:

My spirit felt like it had left my body as I entered the tight and moist passage. I felt like a drill, constantly moving deeper insider.

I couldn’t get enough of it. My p***s pushed hard into the softness that was inside as if to destroy it.

Endless desire burned within me, reason and logic leaving my body.

It went on like this for a while until I felt a slap on my face, sobering me up instantly and allowing me to clearly see the she-wolf in front of me.

“Wait, you…” I froze when I saw the beautiful girl before me.

The girl reached up and seductively pulled my hair. She fiercely said, “Do you recognize who I am?!”

My face burned, too embarrassed to say anything, but my p***s was still inside of her.

As I grew more sober by the second, I vaguely remembered calling out Sylvia’s name just now.

No wonder this she-wolf was angry.

I looked at her with guilt. I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t remember her name.

All I knew was that she was Sylvia’s roommate and we were in the same class for a while now. But I never seemed to care enough to know her name, even though we came from the same pack.

I stopped in shame, but my lower body felt a sudden surge and swelled up inside of her.

We both gasped unconsciously.

She blushed and looked a little embarrassed herself. She stared at me in a coy yet charming way.

“Maybe you’re not sober enough yet.” The girl raised her hand to slap me again.

I grabbed her wrist mid-air. “I’m sober already. I just… I don’t remember you name…”

I stammered. I moved a step back, the flesh of our bodies creating an intimate sound.

I couldn’t replace the courage to look at her. This situation was quite embarrassing and I didn’t know what to do. All of a sudden, the girl pulled me back.

“Well, you’ve been satisfied already. Now, it’s my turn.” She brought her lips to touch mine as she let her tongue explore my mouth.

I was stunned. I had never encountered such a wild she-wolf before.

“Unless, you’re too weak to have another go?” The girl bit my lower l*p provocatively.

Her words immediately turned my instinct to fight back on. I pressed myself on top of her body and sucked her tongue, pushing my p***s deeper back inside her body.

“Ah… Slow down…” She snaked her arms around my neck and arched her back as I thrust deeper. Her eyes glazed over. “Be gentle…”

I snorted and held her legs to spread into a letter M, keeping a constant rhythm.

I did not stop until the girl squirted. Only then did this absurd s*x come to an end.

The moment we finished, the girl pushed me off of her body and stood up. Without even looking at me, she got dressed with no expression.

“Hurry up!” When she realized I was just standing there, she coldly urged me.

I was stunned. How could she quickly change her attitude like that? We were so intimate, and now she was acting like a total stranger.

The girl tossed me a pile of clothes and said, “Quit dawdling.”

I looked at the torn up clothes and didn’t know what to do. My naked body made me feel ashamed.

She was almost completely dressed. Even though her shirt were torn by me, she still had her coat intact. She looked neat.

I was caught in a daze, lost in thought. She turned to look at me and suddenly chuckled. Her soft laugh made me flustered even more. I slowly unfurled my ripped clothes and did what I could to cover my chest.

At this time, we heard the sound of approaching footsteps from the door.