Sexy Male Werewolf Novels & Stories

“The difference between a werewolf and a human is that when a werewolf says sex, he will definitely have sex. When a werewolf says kill, he kills. Werewolves never hide their inner desires,"Leon’s eyes blazed as he spoke to me in a low voice. “Now I want to have sex with you. Kneel down and take-off my pants.” I knelt between Leon's legs, and just as my hands were about to take off his trousers, Leon immediately took them away, saying, "

That’s rough, but you still have a chance to make good yourself—literally. And werewolf stories—ah, they’re about the two-natured, aren’t they? Instinctive and rational. Wild and domesticated. Good and evil, violent and tender, lustful and faithful . . . werewolf stories can explore any or all of these apparent contradictions we carry around within us. We are all two-natured. Yeah, okay, you’re thinking. But why is this sexy? There’s the alpha thing, of course. And the strength, the agility, the physical courage and power of the werewolf appeals to a lot of us. Wolves are experts at survival—lots of us find that sexy. And their intense focus on the physical is deeply erotic.

Her body trembled when she realized what he meant. Whenever he meant by good fuck, it meant she will be used by a rag doll. A toy to vent out his anger and frustration. He's much stronger than any of the wolf present in the room as he's an alpha breed mixed with the strongest witch blood. He was 50 times stronger than a female werewolf like her who is ranked as a beta. Roughly yanking her he dragged her out of the place reaching the room that he used whenever he wants to fuck someone. He doesn't use his chamber. Not even a single mistress of his is allowed to enter his chamber if they want to live.

I said in a voice which sounded like a cry of a dolphin. “You are speaking like you never had s*x before. You had two ex-boyfriends!! You are not a very good girl anyway” said Mark while raising an eyebrow. “Do you want to know how unsatisfying it was? How bad they were at it. I never once cried happily after a thrilling org*sm! I could just sleep on boredom in the middle of it. I want someone who could take me and mark me like those wild Alpha do in the werewolf stories! Sexy as hell and great in bed! Dominating in every way possible! You know like the wild animal s*x and…” I started talking about my wildest desires and fantasies, making him more uncomfortable than he ever was around me.

‘Fuck’ A few years without proper sex was a long time for a Werewolf, he did not count the quick fuck of a servant, the humans were there to relieve the tension in his balls. They were not his Mate and sex with them was a means to an end, he made no attempt to satisfy them, the fact was he barely touched them. He made them suck his cock until he came and then he fucked them to empty his balls. Werewolves are tactile creatures who need close relationships, they needed sex, especially the Alpha males, and more especially the Alpha Lycanthrope. He rubbed his rock hard cock through his pants and sighed. ‘Fuck, I need to deal with this’

His body is built of solid muscles on top of me while he thrusts his cock into my pussy deeply. Fuck. I want that man. My wolf blood has always attracted me to males who have the most dominant aura in a pack. Carlo was the one I couldn't resist. He is strong, hot, and powerful, as he was born with a blessing from the Moon Goddess. He was born with powers that no other werewolf had. My orgasm hit. My lips parted wide as I let out a long moan that filled my cabin room. Damn. This is so fucking amazing that even my legs shook. These two young Lycan warriors were quite good at satisfying my lust.

Raven black hair, perfectly messy like he ran his hands through it multiple times. Thick lush eyebrows shaded his piercing crimson eyes which seemed to burn intensely with hints of mischief as if he knew the effect he was having on me. His chiseled jawline looked like it was crafted by the finest hands and the stud in his left ear finished the whole look giving him the perfect bad boy appearance. The werewolf before me was nothing like the rumors described. “Uhmm….” I was jerked back to reality as his warm tongue skittered around my nipples, sending unfamiliar sensations through me and my core tingling.

"But yes. He's not an ordinary werewolf." "Who is he, Amy?" "Is he a Gamma?" "A Gamma? He must be sexy." All my friends' responses came one by one, and I couldn't stop a giggle from coming out of my lips. Turned out, they still loved muscle males, whom we called 'sexy'. "He is indeed sexy and has a lot of muscles," I uttered between laughs, deliberately stressing the last word. "Wow. Sexy male." Maurice was the first to respond, followed by a giggle.

my breath trembled. Liam raised his chin, a growl tearing from his chest. His body convulsed, bones snapping, muscles bulging, fur exploding into midnight black. With a single leap, he became the Darkmane Alpha wolf. The crowd howled as the two titans collided. Claws clashed, fangs snapped, their roars shook the earth. Gregor slammed into Liam, pinning him down but Liam twisted, sinking his teeth deep into Gregor’s shoulder. Blood sprayed across the dirt.

He says, eyebrow raised in question. This has my head snapping in his direction. "What do you mean by that?" I say in annoyance. I am making my way to where he is when he stands to face me. He is extremely close to me and I can tell that he is about to say something when he leans in and sniffs me. Before I realized what was happening, he had me pinned against the wall by my throat and, boy, was he strong! I mean I am no weakling, but this guy surpasses me in that department, even with my werewolf strength, he will not budge! I am still shocked when one of the other guys places his hands on his arm, trying to break his hold on me. When they are distracted, I look at both the men and realize t