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Though he didn’t intend to, he pulled up an image of Zaramanni in his mind and gently directed Laura toward the closest wall. Once she was facing that wall, he gave her dangling breasts a quick fondle. Seconds later, Darren was stretching her arms backward and entering the heat of her vaginal hole in one go. The she-wolf screamed in delight and she begged him to go hard, harder than he had ever gone. And the Alpha King did just that. Eyes closed, his soul focused on the erotic image of Zaramanni his wolf helped project, Darren kept plunging his erection into the juicy walls of his Luna.

She stood there, a beacon of warmth and desire, beckoning me to join her for a tender farewell. Without hesitation, I activated my wolf climbing claws, a unique ability bestowed upon my werewolf form. With agile precision, I scaled the wall, reaching her window effortlessly. Jasmine opened it, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. I slipped into her room, the ambiance filled with a charged energy. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us, entwined in a passionate embrace. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met, igniting a fire within us that defied reason and restraint.

Adira begged him as she lay weakly under him. Werewolves cannot recover from pain like Vampires so quickly. They take time. Their bodies were covered in a thin layer of sweat. There was no single hair strand gap between them. He was still inside her, rocking his hips harshly. "Let me have another orgasm!" he said. Adira nodded, thinking about his third orgasm. Even she has four orgasms. So, she thought if she held it on for a few minutes, she could have her freedom. When she was in her thoughts, Zaros started filling her womb with his seeds. She bit his shoulder, barely making him groan in her ear. She left only when she saw her teeth marks.

“Because once I get that big fucking werewolf cock inside that fucking tight pussy, there's no going back. There's no stopping me from making you mine forever. "My side animal go to assume, It is I no I go to stop until what I have stuffed you with my seed, until what my enjoyment be dripping in you, It is until what let's be forced The to stop just out of pure exhaustion. My Wolf wants you completely covered with my semen for what each man who arrive The fifteen meters of you be able to smell who you belong to, because I will be engraved in your own to be. There is not as escape in me after that. You will be mine whether you like it or not.”

She understood it was not the time to speak. He ran a finger down her nightgown and divided it in half. She gasped. Having his claws out added to the pleasure. It was the most erotic thing she’d imagine a werewolf could do during sex. His fingers caressed her exposed skin and cupped her breast. A moan escaped her lips and the other hand joined in massaging her nipples. ‘Lick me.’ She thought and after a few seconds, he drew a nipple into his wet mouth Marina couldn’t stop from raising her hips.

“Cum on my cock again. Let me feel you break.” Elara shattered, screaming his name, walls milking him rhythmically. Kael kept thrusting through it, then flipped her onto her hands and knees. He mounted her from behind, one hand reaching around to rub her clit while the other pinched her nipple. “Mine. My witch. My wolf.” The chase resumed outside—spells exploding closer. Adrenaline spiked their lust. Kael fucked her faster, knot swelling. “They’re coming. But I’m not stopping until I fill you.”

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

Cassie stated. Felix sighed, he felt a little flush. What he was going to explain to Cassie was the sex talk, but the werewolf version. “Cassandra, I hope I don't overstep when I tell you this. Just know this is as awkward for me as it will be for you,” he cleared his throat. “On the full moon, she-wolves go through something we call heat. They give off a smell that most unmated werewolves can't resist. So they usually give in to their primal desires. Even though you're not a wolf, Mitch will want to, you know — "he coughed. “Have sex,” Cassie finished for him.

"Are you okay?" Using my middle finger, I tucked my hair behind my ear. "Yeah, sure, why not." She pursed her lips but remained silent. I turned my face to the window, defeatedly resting my forehead on it. I stared at my reflection, my eyes were a burning teal. Yet another abnormality. Sometimes werewolves expressed strong emotions through their eyes. When they felt anger, anxiety, or lust, their eyes shone a fervid yellow. Mine shone teal. I stared at my palms, what the hell was I?

Jake caught it mid-air— —and froze. White fire ran under Jane’s skin. Light burst from her wounds as white fur rolled across her body. She rose, an ethereal werewolf, eyes like dawn over ice. One kick sent Sara smashing through a tent frame. “Oh my God,” Kim whispered. Jake stepped in, syringe ready—then the white wolf stood between him and the wreckage, grace and fury in the same breath.