The demon wolf’s Affair
She offers, sidling closer.
My eyes narrow on her and the scent of her desire fills the air. It’s been a while I fucked her for her omega energy but it’s not been too long for me to forget how it went, perhaps she has.
It’s always thrilling at first for her, to try to channel all of my demonic energy. She makes it through the first three rounds with relish, and then the crying begins. She cries and begs to be released, the fucking and my energy becoming too much for her to take. But once the beast has been awoken, there will be no mercy until it retreats. She passes out for days after and the whole thing leaves an acrid taste on my tongue.