Forbidden Werewolf Desires
Xavier remained crouched over me, his chest rising and falling, and I watched as the molten gold in his eyes slowly faded, returning to his familiar ocean blue.
He slowly moved away, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands, his breathing still heavy.
I sat up, feeling his cum begin to drip from my pussy down my thighs, but I ignored it.
Moving quietly, I crawled behind Xavier, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my naked body against his warm, sweaty back.
I traced soft kisses along his shoulder blades, feeling the heat of him beneath my lips.
Xavier remained stiff and still.
I stopped kissing his shoulders and rested my chin on his shoulder.