Sexy Male Werewolf Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

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

He had that effect on me. “We are guests. Shouldn’t we get preferential treatment?” He challenged in a deep baritone that was calming and sexy. I knew that he was aiming to get under my skin. He sought my attention any way that he could get it. This man was so powerful, dangerous, and unbelievably handsome. As the third-strongest werewolf in the world, the drawback of him was being cruel, ruthless, and deadly. Oh, suffocating and annoying should be added to the description.

' The poor maid was visibly shaking at having to repeat such things to her King, so the first thing I did was smile gently at her. 'Thank you for being brave enough to repeat your Luna's words.' He dismissed her and calmly finished my meal, sitting for an hour after I had finished to enjoy a coffee and time with my friends, but they all knew I could not allow this act of disobedience from Angelique. Finally, I stood and stretched my tall, well-defined body, said good night to them, and headed up the stairs, a glint of anticipation in my cerulean blue eyes. I wasn't vain- well, maybe a little, but I knew I had been lucky to be born good-looking. Everybody told me so; women threw themselves at

As she stroked him, Isla couldn't help but marvel at the size of Liam's cock. It was thick and long, a testament to his werewolf strength and virility. She remembered their previous encounter, when he had taken her forcefully, his massive member filling her completely. Now, as she held it in her hands, she realized why she had been so sore afterward. The sheer size of his manhood was intimidating, but it also excited her, knowing that she was handling the most potent weapon of the strongest Alpha.