Taken By The Wolves

Vishious entered inside his modernly beautiful room which was decorated with chocolaty and white color interior. That is where he saw his beautiful, brunette girlfriend sitting with her back against the headboard of the king sized bed in a sexy, bright red colored lingerie.   The top of the lingerie was barely covering her big bosom. Her round, juicy t**s were spilling out of the cotton cloth, the sweet pink areolas of her t**s peeking out slightly and giving just a hint of the softness that she was hiding under the thin red cloth.   A thin strap was straining against her milky white skin, turning her soft skin a light shade of red as it tried to hold the cloth together to her back.   Upon seeing him enter the room, she straightened and got on her knees and hands on the bed,

Suddenly he was not on the top of her but falling in between her legs, licking her wet juices that were coming out of her p***y.   "Aahh.." Maya cried out in pleasure while she tried to push on his head to pull his mouth away from her p***y.   His rough tongue was massaging her channel, f*****g her rapidly, while at the same time giving extra attention to her sensitive bundle of nerves.   Maya’s hand was attempting to pull h

Vishous breathed heavily through his nose and opened his eyes with a smile on his lips the next morning. From the scent that was surrounding him, he knew Maya was with him.   He loved every morning, every night, and every second of his life with Maya. He did not even want to imagine what would happen if Maya found her mate after six days.   His wolf was ready to kill everyone in his sight even at the thought of something like this. A selfish part in him wanted that either Maya turns out to be his mate or she does not find her mate ever and lives with him ever after.

He pulled his cock out of her hot depth, got down on his knees so that his face came down to the level of her pussy lips from behind and entered the first two digits of his hands inside her pussy.   Maya tried to balance her shuddering body on her hands and knees but his assault on her body kept getting crueler and crueler.   He put his other hand just above her public bone, right below her abdomen where he knew he would find her pleasure spot and pressed hard.  

Vishous had broken the head board logs of the bed that his hands were tied to. He was looking like a hungry beast in that moment. Ready to pounce on the prey that it had set its eyes upon. He kept breathing heavily through his mouth.   For a couple of moment he did nothing but keep her under his gaze. Capturing her every movement with his eyes.   And then he lunged at her. He threw her down on the bed, pulled her hands in a harsh grip over her head and snarled loudly like a beast.