บททั้งหมดของ Big Bad Werewolf : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Lars and Murdoch had a furious but brief argument, then Lars returned to me, looking angry.I braced myself for the worst, but he offered me his hand when he had gained my side, and his face dissolved of anger to be replaced with a familiar little horny smile.His blue eyes glinted lustfully down at me in the gloom. “Come on!” He said brusquely. “Time to wash.” I didn’t protest, already resolved to go off into the bushes with him if I had to drag him myself. I rose, head bowed. A quiet and obedient slave. His smile widened at this and I could smell how aroused he was already. Could smell it on his skin and in his blood. It was running thru the saliva he was about to drool out his mouth.I had to hide my own predatory smile. He led the way; off down a little deer trail, down to the muddy banks of the creek we’d been following along, as it wove its way from north to south, sometimes snaking back and forth across our path and creating little bridges for us to cross. It was beautiful t

I held on tight to Lar’s shoulders as he slowly continued fucking me. He was holding me close, his face buried in my neck. I could feel him breathing, shallow and long. His whole body was trembling slightly. I could tell he hadn’t cum yet tho and that bothered me.He kissed my neck and I shivered. “May I ride you?” I asked huskily.He lifted his head and looked at me in mild surprise. “Please.” I kissed his lips imploringly. “Let me make you cum. I need your cum inside me Daddy. I neee it right now?”“Yeah?” He gasped.“Yeah. Right now.” I nodded fervently, pushing him down. Lars obligingly laid down on his back upon the log, lengthwise. Not wasting a single second, I threw my leg over his hips and mounted him like a horse.He grasped my hips, lifting me up and positioning me above his cock. I reached down between us to situate him just right with the tip nudging my folds open.Closing my eyes, I rubbed him back and forth against my pussy lips, soaking us both with my nectar. “Oh

Misha Gasping for air, I collapsed off of Lars.He caught me before I tumbled right off the log, both of us chuckling deliriously and hoarse-voiced after all the racket we’d been making. My throat certainly felt raw from calling out and groaning so much. My pussy felt swollen, and wet, and raw. Run nearly ragged, and yet still somehow ready for more. “What-what happened just now?” He asked huskily. “You were talking some dirty smut there, princess! You-you didn’t mean any of it for real, did you? About getting you pregnant with another baby?” He sat up, cradling me carefully in his lap. He was smiling but he looked decidedly nervous. I smiled dreamily, placing my hand on his cheek. “Yes, I meant it. I meant every word. And it worked, I’m sure of it. I’m pregnant with your baby, Lars.”“What?!”I took his hand and brought it to place it open-palmed against my stomach. “Can you feel that? Three heartbeats now.”“WHAT?!” He looked nothing short of motherfucking thunderstruck. I smil

“This big button in the center is the “Zapper” button.” Lars happily mansplained to me. I pursed my lips over he went over the other buttons and features; showing me the tiny screen and how I could switch between a number of different collars. Red was number 1, I was gonna Zap him so hard he bled from his eyes and ears then dropped dead, the dirty bastard. If you Zapped someone for too long, apparently you could kill them, Lars warned me. I was number 2 and Braiden was number 3. The remote was programmed with enough numbers to account for the whole Pack, I couldn’t help but notice. I pointed the remote at Lars and pressed the big button. Lars sparked violently and silently, instantly starting to foam at the mouth a little, and collapsed to the ground. He twitched hard a couple times, involuntary lurches over the leaves. His hands clawed automatically at his throat, but it was of course no use. Once a collar was on you, there was no way for you to tear it off or break it, he had

Misha“We have to go back.” Red spoke firmly.My stomach sank with a sickening feeling. “No…please, no!” “We MUST, Misha. Your grandmother explained it all much better than I can, but basically this is our best chance - maybe our one and only shot at this - at taking down our age old enemy, SPRUCE.”I felt my forehead scrunch up. The rain was started to pound down harder than ever. Red grabbed my arm and pulled me up. “Come on!” He shouted to be heard over the din of rain. “Let’s get you out of this and under some shelter.”With a blur of movement the like of which I had never seen, he propelled me forward, out of the rain; ducking us under the protective boughs of a giant evergreen tree.The rain was now a pleasant melody outside the oasis of pine needles. It was dim and damp under the sap-filled boughs, and smelled incredibly sweet. All I wanted to do was curl up at the base of the tree, have Red start us up a nice little fire, eat some raw steak, and go to sleep. I rubbed my a