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This was normal life now. Later that afternoon, I lay on a wide silk cushion under a flowering tree, reading one of the community’s ancient erotic scrolls. The illustrations were filthy and beautiful — women tangled in endless pleasure. My fingers idly stroked my own clit as I read, lost in the words. A woman with golden hair and a thick strap-on appeared beside me. She didn’t speak. She simply spread my legs, positioned the fat head of her cock at my entrance, and pushed inside me in one smooth thrust.

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Didn’t matter that my wolf was constantly pushing at my control, demanding I claim what was ours. She was forbidden. But then she goes and jumps on me wearing those fucking shorts that barely cover her ass, and that tank top where I can see everything, and wraps her legs around my waist, and my cock takes over my brain completely. I’d felt every curve of her body pressed against mine. Felt the heat of her even through our clothes. Felt her hard nipples against my chest. Smelled her arousal—sharp and sweet and absolutely maddening. For about three seconds, I’d forgotten every reason why I couldn’t have her. Had almost carried her straight upstairs and…