Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 456

Rufus’ POV:

All of a sudden, Sylvia pulled me up domineeringly. I looked at her in astonishment. “What’s the matter?”

She looked unhappy again. Did I say something wrong?

But before I could figure it out, Sylvia had pulled me into the bathroom.

Despite the awkward situation, even I had to admit that Geoffrey was good at setting the mood. Even the bathroom looked r.omantic and fancy.

Under the warm, dim lighting, I saw that the bathtub was covered with a layer of rose petals. Co.ndoms of various flavors were placed in a conspicuous location. Obviously, these had been prepared beforehand.

I stood in front of the bathtub, bewildered, when Sylvia suddenly pushed me in. I fell into the bathtub with a splash and was instantly immersed in the strong scent of rose petals.

Without saying a word, Sylvia turned on the shower head and sprayed water on me. I didn’t resist but looked at her curiously. “What’s going on?”

Sylvia didn’t answer. Instead, she pursed her l!ps. I couldn’t read her expression. Soon, my clothes were drenched and clung to my body, outlining my figure. I stretched out my hand to touch her, but she took a big step back.

“I don’t like it when you have the scent of another woman on your body. So, you’d better not come out until you’re one hundred percent clean.” Sylvia looked at me seriously.

I didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh, but it made me happy to see her act so possessive. I reached out to take the shower head from Sylvia’s hand. I was going to say I could take a bath by myself, but she refused to give it to me. She grabbed my hand and held it tightly.

“Let me wash every inch of your body.”

At first, I was stunned. Then, I felt a burning desire in my crotch area.

I swallowed and said in a hoarse voice, “Then we have to take off our clothes…”

Hearing that, a small smile played at the edges of Sylvia’s l!ps and her eyes twinkled mischievously.

She tossed the shower head away and began to take off her clothes slowly. Her slender fingers started unbuttoning her shirt, her little pinkies slightly raised.

She was wearing tight-fitting jeans today, which outlined her perfect figure. Very soon, she shrugged off her shirt, revealing her plump bre*asts caged in her b.ra.

I stared at her intently and felt like time itself had slowed down.

Noticing my gaze, Sylvia winked at me playfully. Then with a click, she had unbuttoned her jeans. But she didn’t take off her p.ants immediately. Instead, she stepped into the bathtub and straddled on my wa!st.

Her half-opened jeans gave me a glimpse of her lace under.wear. I wrapped one hand around her waist to feel her temperature.

Sylvia finally broke into a smile. Then she leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Let me help you with that.”

As she spoke, she began to take my clothes off in a painfully slow manner. Her cold fingertips touched my bare skin from time to time.

My breathing was completely uneven, and the desire buried deep in my body reared its ugly head.

“Won’t you need shower gel?” I asked hoarsely. My hand reached behind her back and groped for her b.ra clasp.

“What’s the rush?” Sylvia’s beautiful l!ps brushed past mine. Her familiar scent ar0used me even more.

Sylvia reached for the shower gel and poured some onto her hand. Then, she proceeded to rub it all over my body, including my very hard c0ck.

The water was warm, filling the entire bathroom with a steamy, r.omantic atmosphere. Sylvia touched my face and asked with concern, “Are you feeling cold?”

“Hot, actually,” I shook my head and answered in a hoarse voice.

Sylvia chuckled and continued to rub the shower gel over my stomach.

I nearly lost my patience and got on top of her, but she stopped me casually.

“You’re not clean yet. Be good, or else…” Sylvia pouted and coaxed me in a soft voice.