Novel & Cerita Banshee Moon Pussy

My wolf howled in the back of my head as I imagined her on her hands and knees with me eating her pussy from behind. I grunted as I smacked her ass. It was perfect. Not small, but not too big either. I could not wait to bend her over and fuck her pussy wolfy-style. I slowly placed her on the bed. She opened her legs wide so I could have a glimpse at the road to paradise. Her pussy was beautiful and shaven. It was plump too, just how I preferred it. Oh! My dear Moon Goddess, this girl was absolutely intoxicating! I discarded my trousers. Pre-cum oozed out of my dick like ropes of honey. My wolf couldn't wait to be buried balls deep in that tight little cunt of hers.

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

A woman stood before me, her hair woven from moonlight, her eyes endless. “You know who I am,” she said. I sank to my knees. “Moon Goddess.” She smiled sadly. “Child of suppression.” “I didn’t know,” I whispered. “I didn’t choose this.” “None of you ever do,” she replied gently. “But choice is not where power begins. It is where fear ends.” The ground trembled. “Your wolf waits,” she said. “She has waited long enough.” The world cracked— And I woke up screaming. Something answered me from deep inside.

Casper announced “The moon Queen has given her the sacred moon tattoo and I think she doesn't know about it yet, the prince took has not told her anything” Fagus reported “She has awakened the bond mate, and her powers are slowly waking up” Casper said. “She doesn't even know it yet. But I will guide her… break her… and she will be mine. Through her, I’ll tear Varkas off his precious throne.” Casper laughed evily Damian stayed the rest of the evening. Sat in a corner booth, sipping coffee. Watching her as she took orders, flipped menus, rolled her eyes at rude customers. She shined even when she wasn’t trying to.

At twenty-one, she found her fated mate. At twenty-five, he rejected her for political power and wealth. Now, two years later, she has rebuilt what little life she has left among humans, studying to become a teacher and returning to her former pack only for the sister she refuses to abandon. But when the Red River Pack falls under Lycan attack, her quiet survival is shattered. The Alpha is killed, her former mate rises in his place, and she is sacrificed over to the Lycans as a spoil of war. The Lycan Prince recognizes her as his mate. For Lycans, the mate bond is sacred, unbreakable, and fatal to deny. For werewolves, second chances are rare but possible. For Lycan royalty, a wolf mat

I sniffed and nodded. “I know how awful and confusing that can be, I’m sorry you had to go through that alone, but you’re not alone anymore.” She rubbed her hands up and down my arms and turned to look at Alpha Devin, “I’ll ask mom to watch Dominic and Ben, tonight is a crescent moon, we’ll take her to the clearing and teach her to shift.” Alpha Devin nodded curtly. “No, you-” I started, but her stern eyes cut me off and my mouth fell shut.

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

Horror claws through me. Suddenly heat sears my insides, as though my body is a furnace. My knees buckle. I grip the tub, gasping. My skin burns, alive with fire, stretching, tearing, as though another self claws from within. Down the hall, Agnes’ voice carries faintly. My senses suddenly alert. Sharpened, hear her loud and clear. “Oh, my daughter had a small crescent moon birthmark on her left thigh. I used to tell her the goddess kissed her there…”

And she was dying, or worse—being devoured. A crackling sound filled the air, and more fissures spread from the figure’s head down to its feet, opening like wounds. I could see flashes of the blood-red flowers sprouting from her, their petals gleaming under the sickening light of the moon. The flowers grew larger, expanding as if they were feeding on her very essence. The figure became more brittle, more hollow, and I couldn’t help but glance up at the sky, at the red moon, the same one that was said to be the source of the Moonbane family’s power—and its curse.

I could see the full moon. In the same instant Declan’s finger slid into my wet core, causing me to scream “MATE,” mixed in with a filthy groan of pleasure. Declan looked up at me in shock, saw the moon behind me and felt the same lightning bolt. “Mate,” as the look in his dark eyes became even more possessive. My heart lurched as the bond between us sprang into life under the eye of the Moon Goddess herself. Our imperfect perfection was destined and we somehow managed to make it to this point.