Novel & Cerita Best Werewolf Erotica

At the same moment, Aznar slightly bit her shoulder from behind, it didn’t hurt, but Deamara screamed in surprise and Beria immediately covered her lips with a kiss. The world around was blurred and swam. Deya forgot how to think and how to breathe, the hands of one werewolf stroked her back, descending lower and lower, burned with touches, while the second took possession of her chest, stroking and squeezing. Deya felt that her own body was betraying her, and she was already sobbing involuntarily under the hard and at the same time gentle hot hands. Beria broke away from her lips and kissed her neck, collarbone, breasts. Deja saw his eyes phosphorescent like an animal in the dark, but that

The smell of her makes my wolf crazed with lust for is mate. Her face is replaced in my mind with the image of the werewolf girl who I hold captive in the basement. I pound on mercilessly and her tight walls grip my cock harder with each thrust. I am close to coming as the pressure from my assault on her back passage adds to the intensity of her cunt. She hasn’t felt this good in a long time. I close my eyes so I don’t have to look at her sweaty red face and grip her throat tightly in one hand, her choked sobs are heard over the slap of my balls against her arse cheeks. I imagine just how good the werewolf is going to feel as I brutally fuck Miriam. Her screams of agony just add to my enjoym

However, now that I’m about to have his enormous manhood inside me, a slight feeling of fear washes over me, as I’m starting to think I’m not ready to do this… “Isabella…” Asher whispers, kissing my neck. “I want to fuck you; I want to make you mine…” My cheeks flush, because I’m used to being the strong huntress of the Grayson clan, feared and respected by all—to think that I could be taken by a werewolf… It’s ridiculous, stupid, impossible… That’s why I feel so turned on just thinking about Asher fucking me. “Don’t get so full of yourself, dog,” I reply, placing one of my hands on his neck. “You’d better please me, or you’ll be in for a world of trouble…”

I can't wait for her to be done, I swiftly turn her on her back and also sink my fang into her neck. I feel her stiffen under me. Her blood came dripping out of the two tiny puncture wounds that I made and I suck greedily. After I'd gotten a mouthful, I offered my neck with the blood still dripping out for her to suck. Taking each other's blood during sex is another level of pleasure for werewolves. It's erotic. I have never seen a more potent aphrodisiac. Afterward, we kiss and taste each other's blood. She pulls away from our kiss first and chuckles.

We were predator and prey, locked in a dance that was as old as the moon itself Our bodies moved in a sensual ballet, each touch and caress speaking of the passion that simmered just beneath the surface. Alex's hands slid over my curves, his fingers tracing the lines of my body with a possessive hunger that made me ache for more. I could feel the werewolf in him, the beast that longed to claim me fully, to make me his in every sense of the word.

“I could say more crude words to describe it, but we will work on learning just a few at a time. You, Lena and Raiden are the only three out of our mates who have two bottom openings plus a cock. Rita does not have a cock, just a bum hole and pussy.” “I have much to learn,” Reinaux replies.”But I need to have relief from this ache.” I kiss them and then straddle them, not bothering to prepare my hole because I enjoy the burn and my werewolf and lycan healing will take over. I guide them to my entrance and sink down. “You did not prepare yourself!” Reinaux gasps and then moans as I sink to the hilt, taking their entire, thick length and feeling as if they are rearranging my guts in the most p

Dearest goddess, this was wrong in all ways possible to say out. Aamon had expertly guided me to orgasm, and I had let him. Oh goddess! He was soo good, I wondered if he really was just werewolf, he might have been half werewolf, half Siren. With the way he was too good with his tongue, how his dirty talk turned me on, I doubt he didn't have siren blood in him. But then his being so good at sex also made my skin crawl, I wondered how many other female wolves had he been with before me?

Today was going to be a good day, I was going to meet Janice my ex-neighbour for sex and because she was a breeder, she would fuck me without asking me why. It had started a month ago when a strange man had approached me explained that Janice was the once in a thousand years wolf called STEALER! A type of werewolf that can actually fuck with any body without mates or not.

A cold wind swept through the clearing, and I felt the chill penetrate to my bones despite my wolf's natural warmth. To my horror, several older unmated wolves actually stepped forward at Axel's invitation, drawn by my family's status despite the humiliating circumstances. Axel guided an older wolf forward—a male at least twenty years I senior with graying fur at his temples and yellowed fangs. He leered at me with undisguised hunger. "The Silverblood daughter looks quite fertile and strong-hipped." Derek and Kai physically pushed me toward him. I recoiled in disgust, my wolf bristling beneath my skin, begging to break free and attack.

He murmured pulling his hand out of her, I assumed Abigail was holding his hand while he slept, but Abigail wasn't here, she wasn't here yet. Zion babbled and waved his hand, asking for his mother's. And I did what Abigail would do, give him my hand. His hand is so small, so soft and delicate, he squeezes my hand, and he calms down, sighs and continues sleeping. It's strange for me to be able to bring peace of mind to other people, being a werewolf I never thought I would have that effect, quite the opposite. I feel a tingling in my hand, like a weak current of energy, a tingling, it's strange, my body begins to feel slightly heavy, dull, without vitality. And the tingling intensifies and I