Best Werewolf Erotica นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

As they were all werewolves, it was their nature to be dominant and animalistic. They were fighting to take control. As Elsa’s gaze slid sideway for a second, she saw as a group of woman had pinned down a lone wolf and were assaulting her the same way that they were assaulting Maya. The woman underneath them was struggling and snapping at them like an animal but her strength was nothing compared to the group of women that had overpowered her and were now feasting on her body. Elsa’s gaze went back to her new discovery. Her thumb slid down to that hole. She pinched Maya’s clit and then her index finger slid down to that tiny hole. She massaged the tiny pee hole softly.

He wanted to bury himself deep inside her. “Fuck me.” He growled at her as he pressed his length against her swollen pussy. She stared down at him with a gleam in her black eyes. The way she bit her swollen lip made him want to do it too. Her small hand wrapped around him and guided him inside her. It was like a vacuum sucking him in. If he were a lesser wolf he would have released on the spot. His hands squeezed her hips getting her into a rhythm before she took over. He slid his hands along her smooth skin under her shirt until he got to her perfect breasts. What he wouldn’t give for her to be anything other than a witch. She was everything he would have wished for in a mate. The way her p

I asked, directly to the point. "Yes, we are. What can you do about it?" The werewolf in the middle replied. I shushed him. "You are a werewolf now. Werewolves do not speak in the first place. All you have to do is nod or shake your head," I mocked. "People will faint if they hear you talk, so do not." I added. "So, you are Steven Rendezcah's older brother." He said that stopped me. He knows Steven. "What do you want? Why are you guys killing people now?" I asked him since he looked like the leader of this group.

I licked his hand, which made me almost melt into his actions. "The werewolves are very romantic—they are so warm and good in sex." He winked at her. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped—I was not expecting such an answer from him. "They are so romantic in their sexual lives!" The way words rolled in his eyes almost made my pants wet. He reached out his hand before sliding my hair from my face and interlocking it behind my ear. I closed my eyes in pleasure for a second before sharing a look with him—he was looking while rolling his fingers on my cheek.

Werewolves are gifted with such abilities but that of Alpha's especially that of an Alpha male is ten times more heightened when compared to that of ordinary Werewolves. "Princess...are you in the bathroom? Do you need privacy? Just make any sound and I will know you are inside and I'll leave to give you sometime to finish up." Moron, what type of sound should she make if she is in the toilet. My wolf snap at me.

" Mericel is the most powerful witch, she knows how to lure him to you. Tonight is the full moon which is best to capture him. Come to Witches Hollow before six. She will not disappoint you." "Full moon is when the wolves are at their strongest. Do you take me for a fool? There are rumors that Ares is the most powerful werewolf, surpassing his uncle. His power will only strengthen on a full moon. So tell your old hag that I think I'll pass." I waved off and turn around to leave. Her next words had me stiffen completely, halting in my tracks.

Then she floors me by knocking my hand on her hip away and taking even more of my cock, her eyelids fluttering like the wings of a bird and her lips forming a silent ‘O’. I wonder if she’s a succubus. That would explain what she’s doing to me and why she oozes so much sex appeal. Tension steals across my entire frame and my body goes tight like a string pulled. I can hear my own heartbeat in my ears and the scent of her arousal consumes me. Werewolves love fucking as much as they love eating. I in particular have never been a gentle man and having to take things so fucking slowly is driving me insane. But I don’t want you to be gentle.

And now that I know he's a werewolf, those fantasies are more and more intriguing. I can't help but wonder what sex with a werewolf is like. There's got to be something thrilling about fucking a man with such a dark secret. The strength in him, the heightened senses, the animal desire - it's all I can do to stop myself from quizzing Amy about Elias.

Carlos glances at me and I frown. “Throw the bastards in prison.” I snarl just as the scent of her arousal hits me. The drugs may have taken a little time to take effect, but she has been heavily drugged, no doubt with Wolf Rain, the powerful werewolf version of an aphrodisiac that had become extremely popular in the last few years. One that would last far longer than the standard drug. I’ll put her in a room myself before someone tries something with her. Bending down, I scoop her up and she instantly moans, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck.