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“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

As I walked by the third tent, I heard the unmistakable sound of lovemaking. “You’re so wet,” one voice said. “I want to taste you.” It was a male voice. “Me first,” a female voice said. “I want your rock hard cock in my mouth.” They were talking really dirty. I was always a little embarrassed by brazen sex like this, but for most of the werewolf community, sex is very normal. Most wolves are very open-minded about sex, and they don’t try it or cover it up. “I need you now. Bend over back. I wanna fuck you from the behind.”

I paused with my cooking and turned to her with a look that said, are you serious? "How can you have no shame? Some things are to be left unsaid", I shook my head as I was rebuking my daughter. She smirked and hit my shoulder, saying “sex is a good thing, Leo. Don’t be shy!! All werewolves are sex addicts.” I couldn't help but to laugh. She was right. Werewolves are the horniest species in the supernatural world. We both laughed. I went back to my cooking and decided not to answer her questions, but this woman did not stop.

“It’s not fair but I do need to know the extent of your relationships with these three women. How they started? How long they lasted and how far sexually you got with them?” “I already told you I haven’t done anything sexually with anyone.” He has a clipped tone showing his embarrassment and annoyance with the questions. “I understand that most werewolves start having sex around sixteen or after their first shift and most only wait that long because of the laws of their pack but there are plenty of werewolves that are not players as well. We are very sexual creatures and it’s not at all uncommon, especially for the males, to have had multiple partners before finding their fated mate. How abo

“She’s going to make some wolf very happy someday. Probably sooner than I’d like.” My wolf snarls. *That wolf will be us. No one else.* “Any prospects?” I hear myself ask. “A few unmated males sniffing around. Tyler Brecken seems interested. He’s from good bloodlines, strong fighter.” Rob shrugs. “But Maya doesn’t seem interested in any of them. Says she’s not ready.” *Because she wants me. Because she’s been waiting for me.* The thought makes me want to beat my chest and howl.

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

I had time. My fingers hovered over the keys for a second. This was ridiculous. I was Lucien—beta of the entire werewolf kingdom, feared in battle, respected by warriors. And here I was, about to search something no one would ever believe. I typed it anyway. “How to pleasure a woman without penetration.” I added quickly: “but using fingers, tongue, other ways.” Enter. The screen filled with results. Articles. Videos. Heat crawled up my neck, but I couldn’t look away.

But today, my eyes sought for the group. Unfortunately, Emily was nowhere in sight. Leo and Jeffrey sat together. While Leo chatted like the parrot that he was, Jeffrey had a very beautiful slender girl by his side entertaining him. Her hands roamed over his body before disappearing beneath his pants and he threw his head back as a pleased groan left his lips. I stilled my steps, wondering if I wanted to be near them at this time and witness this sight. Here, they were all like animals. I’d come to learn, sex was second nature to them. They were never ashamed to do it in public. And an average werewolf had sex about ten to fifteen times in a day.

she muttered against my chest. "It doesn't matter; werewolves are sexual creatures with a high sexual drive. Now that you've shifted, you'll find yourself horny multiple times a day, and I will be here to pleasure you." As I explained, she covered her face with her hands briefly, making me laugh yet again.

I headed straight for his room and that was when I found the drawer. It was slightly open. I shouldn’t have looked, but curiosity won. Inside were neatly organized sex toys; thick vibrators, metal clamps, a leather whip, cuffs, and plugs of every size. My mouth went dry and I felt my core twitch nonstop. Just when I thought he couldn't tempt me anymore, my eyes landed on the photos. Dozens of them. Women in all sorts of positions; naked, tied up, legs spread, with toys buried in them. The expression on their face and the glistening fold told me they were having the time of their lives and my pussy clenched so hard I pressed my thighs together.