PRINCE RABAN
"Ahh... Please, it's too much, Your Highness," cried a young she-wolf, her voice shaky and breathless. Prince Raban, tall and strong, continued to thrust powerfully into her with his sharp features. His ocean-blue eyes, fixed at her back side, watching as he moved behind her, holding her tightly.
His chest was warm and slick with sweat as he pulled her body close to his. She could hardly breathe from the way he moved inside her. She was full, totally stretched.
His hands gripped her chest, squeezing gently, as he whispered, "You're the sweetest I’ve ever had." His voice was husky, thick with needs and desire. She gasped, not knowing what to say. Her mind was spinning. Her body was too overwhelmed to respond clearly.
Tears welled in her eyes. Her voice trembled as she begged, "Please... it's too big. I can't..."
But Prince Raban wasn't ready to stop. His breathing grew heavier, his face twisted with pleasure. "Then tell me to stop, and I will," he panted, though de
