Novel & Cerita Male Fantasy Werewolf

I only connect with the wolf part of the man, so Alastair and I would be mutually exclusive. But what will people think when they find out? I want to be a Luna my pack can look up to, not one that they whisper about when she leaves the room. Werewolves are very sexual beings, Doll. No one in your pack will judge you for having two sex gods at your disposal. They’d actually be jealous. I’m kinda jealous, to be honest. This is so hard! I would never want Xander to think he’s not enough. He is more than I could ever want or need. But the idea of having them both gives me insane butterflies, and my imagination starts to run wild.

"That's Dirty. He's the one that stuck his dick in my mouth. I bit him and ripped part of his dick off. My wolf slashed his chest when we tried to shift." "Your wolf is a bitch!" Dirty yelled. "So are you." I laughed. "My wolf has fantasies about you." "Really?" He sounded intrigued. "Yes. You wouldn't enjoy them." "Try me. I doubt a little girl and her wolf could have any fantasy that would shock me."

I’m happily mated to my second chance mate after the first one died three years ago. As Alpha wolf, my wolf is strong and possessive. Our sex life has always been very satisfying, as her wolf was a monster on bed...although somewhat conventional. Of course, like any other Alpha male, I have fantasies and certain fetishes. There are the typical fantasies involving having sex with women I know, women I don’t know, threesomes, or getting “caught” in certain situations, etc.

"You are getting bad by the day? He says, with his eyes closed, but she didn't pay attention to him, she continued with what she was doing, while her tongue was doing magic on his manhood, her hand was not left out in the fun, for she grabs his balls and fondled them. The pleasure was just too much for him to handle, he couldn't keep his head backwards for too long, he was just too enticed, that he could no longer keep his demons in, it felt like he was the devil himself. His wolf personality was beginning to find it's way out, while his wizard personality was also, trying hard to find it's way out, but he was trying too hard to keep it all in, but they were just too powerful. Because he was

I murmured to my self but mason being a werewolf heard and he chuckled again, saying, “Well, she's no longer a little girl now, so I guess you’ll still get your chance—" “Alpha, hunters at the borders,” Julian, one of my top warriors and head of the patrol unit, said in the mindlink, and I growled, walking out of the office with Mason following beside me. The smirk and playfulness on his face now replaced with rage and the urge to kill. We both walked out of the pack house, and as soon as we were out, I let go of control, and my wolf Zarek took over, shifting into his midnight-black wolf that had pure white paws with a white and brown-streaked tail.

~Ryan One of the worst curses the Moon Goddess ever gave me was this fucked-up blend of vampire and werewolf traits. The worst part? The sexual hunger. Werewolves are already insatiable during heat or rut, but vampires… those bloodsuckers get dangerously horny, restless, and obsessive once they start fucking. I got both sides. Full throttle. I’m a fucking sex addict. Three days ago, I was literally about to call one of my guards to arrange a woman, someone experienced who could handle me for a few hours so I could unleash the demon without breaking another fragile girl.

Werewolves lived for hundreds of years and did not begin to ‘age’ until they were over 200 years old some even longer, he was only sixty, still considered a youngster by some, although at times with the weight of his responsibilities, he felt much older. As he walked back to the Gammas he felt a sting of envy at his own daughter, she had everything he had dreamed of. Losing Yasmin had left a huge void in his life he needed no he longed for a Mate. The Dog Star Pack needed an heir and the human females he used did not satisfy that desire deep inside him. Only his true Mate could do that all the humans did was ease the ache in his balls, he had to empty them regularly or it became painful and

I wanted to pull away from his embrace, to run as far as I could from him… and yet, at the same time, I wanted him. Right now. I wanted him to take me right there on the forest floor, like nothing else in the world mattered but him. In the distance, a wolf howled, the sound piercing through the night. The deep, resonant call echoed through the trees, and I knew exactly what it meant. Somewhere out there, a wolf had found a female to mate with. He was marking his territory, warning every other werewolf to stay away. The Rogue King’s head snapped toward the sound, a smirk tugging at his lips before his gaze settled back on me.

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

Until he can find a mate, he has to stay next to me or he could get killed. Werewolves are like animals, we think with our bodies first before our senses. We are primitive and very aggressive. Rex is unlike any werewolf I know. He is quiet, smart and never angry. He is the one that can help me right now. I hit his door loudly, knowing he wouldn't be in the meeting. Omegas aren't allowed in meetings. They are treated as less than, not equals.