He grabbed both her legs, spread them wide apart, and wedged himself in-between them with his face directly in front of her dripping cunt. She has very little curls down there, so she was very bare for his hungry eyes.As if it wasn't enough, he held her nether lips and pulled them apart to gaze at the very core of her. Sandra let out a whimper and covered her face with her hands. She has never felt so exposed, so vulnerable before in her life."Have I told you how beautiful you are, honey?" His voice was a deep growl, his eyes darkening as he watched her core hungrily."Alphose..." She sighed; a blend of shyness, nervousness, and desire.He lowered his head and took a long swipe of her, licking from bottom to top. Sandra cried out, her body almost came off the bed. It would have, if he didn't have such a death grip on her legs to hold her in place.He placed tiny, little kisses all over her pussy, carefully avoiding her swollen clit. He kissed down to her tiny, fluttering hole before

Sandra woke up feeling very wonderful, even though the other side of the bed was empty. Oh, what a great, great day for a great, great mood!Finally, she has gotten a piece of Alphose. And what a very good piece that is! The memory of what they did together flooded her, and along with it came shivers and a fluttering in her belly. "God, that man is gooooood." She groaned aloud to the empty room, with a very huge smile on her face."I see that someone is in a very good mood this morning," Eline said, entering the bedroom. She stopped by the doorway.That was when Sandra noticed the woman, "When did you come back? Wait, what time is it?""It's early afternoon, dummy. I came back three hours ago. I see someone got worn out the night before, huh?" She smiled mischievously.Sandra dragged the covers over herself, glaring at her friend. "Don't you have something else to do?""I'm making lunch, but that can wait. Tell me, you made love with my Alpha all night, right? I know you did because

The tears she's been holding back for the past two days sprang to her eyes, but she stubbornly blinked them back. "I don't like it either. I've been so unhappy, unable to do anything else, but regret bringing up that crazy idea. I would have never thought about it if I knew it would make us fight like this." Her voice was low, she bared her soul to him.He took a deep breath and looked ahead of them at the beautiful sight of the night. "I just hate the idea of anything hurting you, Ismena. I don't know if I should call you Stubborn. Or brave. Or Crazy.""The three works." She offered sheepishly.He snorted, shaking his head. When he spoke again, his voice was informatory. "The cougar is nothing like Nalaila. It is a very damaged part of me whose only coherent thought and instinct is to Kill and Destroy. The cougar is much more feral than my sister, Ismena.""I got that idea too." She admitted softly. Unconsciously, her hand went to her arm where the animal had attacked her. Thankful

"What if there is a barricade between you and me before you shift to your cougar form? You know, some kind of boundary that will restrict it from attacking?" Ismena suggested, her face radiant with the hope bubbling through her.But his smile faltered and he visibly stiffened. "That will make things worse. I hate being caged or bound so much that just the suggestion of it is awakening my primitive sides. The cougar loathes every single thought of it, you will only get a mad, raging animal in your hands. It's like walking into a nightmare.""Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot! It was very insensitive of me to even come up with that after everything..." Her face mirrored her remorse and alarm, "I'm very sorry..."He waved her away, "It's okay, Ena. I know you mean no harm." His hand massaged his forehead where he could feel a throb beginning. A throb that can easily turn to a headache if the wolf does not settle and stop banging against it."Thank you. That idea was very insensitive but I have

"This is iron fillings, mostly from Morgan Silver. It can weaken us too and make us easy to capture. An average of it can keep a changeling weak for weeks, unable to get up from bed. Werewolves are more susceptible to this. A lot of it can kill a werewolf changeling." He instructed before dropping it and picking up the last bottle. "These are called Russian giant garlic. This one is not dangerous to us, but our animal forms hate it. The smell of it can force our animal form to retreat and when that happens, the male comes forward. That means it can practically force a shift when the animal is in charge." He paused, "Of course, the male does not like the scent either and would prefer not to ever perceive it because it makes the animal go berserk inside him; making it hard to control, making it hard to think, and causing a pounding headache to develop."He dropped the bottle, "So, the male tends to avoid it as much as the animal."Finally, he went silent, turning to glance at her.Ism