Sexy Male Werewolf Novels & Stories

I wasn’t even sure how it happened, but suddenly, they were making out and started to distance themselves from the group. “You know, I keep asking her out but she just won’t bend,” a male said. “She’s not into dick,” I said, matter-of-factly. “What about you?” he asked. I narrowed my eyes, forcing myself to concentrate through the booze induced haze. He was handsome. Tall, like all the male wolf shifters I knew. He was broad shouldered and strong with olive skin and jet-black hair. “You’re checking me out,” he said. “Yes, I am,” I agreed.

I must say, he has been acting strangely ever since that night it felt like he was making love to me. “He is in here somewhere. Watching us and making sure that our drinks don’t get spiked,” Zurig responded and that makes a lot of sense. Werewolves tend to be more attractive, beautiful and handsome than humans. Naturally shady male humans would try their luck with our drinks, same can be said for shady female humans.

The male werewolf was a sadistic brute, delighting in his victory. Suddenly, a guttural growl ripped through the torrential downpour. Antonio's eyes snapped towards the sound's origin, his heart pounding like a tribal drum in his chest. From the shadowy edge of the forest, another werewolf emerged. His black mane shimmered in the moonlight, his muscular body rigid with predatory intent. Rain streaked down his coal-black fur, trailing rivulets that glowered ethereal under the luminous moonlight. His eyes blazed, a fiery crimson that bore into the scene before him with a fierce intensity. His gaze was locked onto the female, her whimpers of pain tearing through his composure. This newcomer was

I didn't have any real experience and I never cared enough to induce myself in the pleasure of the flesh. I wasn't stupid. I knew that Drix had a lot of sexual experience, and even if not a lot, enough to please a woman. He was a twenty-six years old alpha male and everyone knew how sex-driven alphas were, especially the male gender. I was no kid to that fact so I knew that he must have fucked a couple of girls a hundred or thousand times. The alpha male usually experiences excessive sex drive from fifteen to twenty when their wolves and gifts are maturing. After twenty, their sex crave is easier to control but can't be stopped. Only a few can stop it and it wasn't exactly necessary because

Tess The scariest thing on this planet is male werewolves. Why? Because they are all huge and filled with testosterone, it’s in their nature to be aggressive. Don’t believe me? Well, lucky for you, I have a story to prove just how terrible male werewolves can be.

The prominent swelling of his sizeable testicles had been a clear indication that they'd been ready for his release, a no doubt deep and satisfying thing once it came on but ultimately bittersweet once it had passed. Porter moaned feeling the aggressive Alpha brute Conway's canine fangs sink into the flesh of the thin pale lad's neck as his powerful hands roughly gripped Porter's bare waist before he saw his way to plunging his thick cock as deep as he could into the heated depths of the clenching heat of the howling Gamma werewolf's hidden sex.

The way his tough tongue prodded and explored my opening made me groan loudly until I completely lost my voice. Exhaling deeply, he said, "I just can't get enough of this." He stood up and began removing his clothes. As he took off his boxer brief, his long and hard manhood sprang forth like a warrior ready for battle. He showed me his majestic abs, his muscles, and his biceps. It was amazing how quickly his eye color shifted, a sign that he was gradually getting the upper hand over his wolf. This was typically the result when a werewolf derived excessive pleasure from mating.

Her skin is pale but more whiter on the face as she has make up on, her lips bearing a dark brown color on it. She looked beautiful, her smell intoxicating. Every woman knew me to be ruthless and I was never merciful in bed with them. I liked to have sex with them when I'm angry, it gives me the thrill to pin their delicate little bodies down on the bed while they scream my name as I drill the life out of them. I enjoyed the sound of their cries as they begged me to stop just for a moment. It was sheer ecstasy, the feeling of superiority. I was an Alpha wolf and my power was five times intensified than a human. So was having sex.

A cold wind swept through the clearing, and I felt the chill penetrate to my bones despite my wolf's natural warmth. To my horror, several older unmated wolves actually stepped forward at Axel's invitation, drawn by my family's status despite the humiliating circumstances. Axel guided an older wolf forward—a male at least twenty years I senior with graying fur at his temples and yellowed fangs. He leered at me with undisguised hunger. "The Silverblood daughter looks quite fertile and strong-hipped." Derek and Kai physically pushed me toward him. I recoiled in disgust, my wolf bristling beneath my skin, begging to break free and attack.

I will let her get away with a lot, but never that. A human female might find what I am about to do offensive. But since Selene isn’t just a werewolf but has mated with one, she knows sexuality isn’t something that is considered dirty or wrong. In fact, it reveals how close mates are to each other. Males and females that are mated are known to be hands-on, maintaining constant physical contact, and are often unable to keep their hands to themselves.