Male Fantasy Werewolf Mga Nobela at Kwento

It is even more lovely than I had imagined. When the Beta submits to her Alpha and the other woman buries her cock deep into the Beta’s pussy while her cock bounces between them I hear gasps and moans of approval all around and Malleus grabs my hips. The half Wolf, Half Lycan is brutal as he thrusts against the silk robe and kisses my neck while holding me tightly. “I’m not gentle and I won’t be merciful,” he snarls and my cock twitches, leaking precum.

I could see out of the corner of my eye Kyle was looking at the human boy while shaking, so I knew his wolf was trying to come out. I turned around and faced the boy, he had a disgusting seductive smile on his face. He had jet black hair, forest green eyes and a nice body but he wasn't my type and plus he was an assh*le."Did you like touching my ass, baby?" I asked with my best seductive look. I walked towards him and put my hands on his chest, he smirked down at me.

"All werewolves have mates, so do you!" All of his gestures, actions and words were very gentle but carried a majesty that only Alpha King had. Maybe Alpha King really didn't want to scare me, only he was born with a majesty and his special aura. "I know." I nodded and shook my head again. "All normal werewolves have mates but I'm no ordinary werewolf, my mom, my grandmother are all human. I was born and raised in a human society, my whole family lives as human beings, we fall in love and break up when we're out of love, we get married and maybe divorce."

I whispered, biting my lip hard In my head they were all there. The huge werewolf with his thick fur and that fat, swelling knot at the base of his cock, the pale vampire with ice-cold skin and fangs that would prick my neck while he fucked me. The massive green orc built like a tank, cock like a fucking club, the incubus with ridges all over his dick and precum that makes you lose your mind, and lastly(but not the least) the tall, sleek alien with those slick, writhing cock shaped tentacles. I added another finger, stretching myself, imagining all of them using me all at once. My hips bucked off the bed. I was so fucking wet the sheets were ruined.

“Not looking like that, I'm not scary, we have to look for my body.” I frown, “What are you?” I found it necessary to ask. Centuries have passed without knowing who he has become, he is not the same boy I left in the bar that night when everything changed and I was forced to flee. “I am powerful, Damian, dangerously powerful.” He stands up, and walks towards me, “Magret converted me too.” "That?" I spat dejectedly. He was also a… “Not exactly,” he read my mind, “I'm half werewolf and half witch. Like Magret, she made me what I am today.”

So it released him, and before he could recover from his earache, Jax immediately launched at him. Jax human form is gone, his wolf has completely taken over him. And it savagely bitten the man, which is a stray vampire. The man’s strength was nothing compared to Jax’s wolf, which has been itching to get out for how many years. And now that it has finally gotten out, it’s putting all its energy at pulling every part of the man.

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

My brows are knitted. I had never been awake this late an hour before. It was probably because of Damian. This man had ruined my senses. I still felt the heat of his fingers when he caressed my cheeks. I felt embarrassed that he had smelled my arousal. Werewolves had a large sexual desire, so it was natural that I felt that pull toward him, my body was always heated and aroused around him. Wait. Heat. Ohh no. I had forgotten about it. After one week, the full moon night was coming, and every wolf who was mated but hadn't been with their mate would experience unbearable arousal and pain. It made things very difficult for a wolf.