Sexy Male Werewolf Novels & Stories

The mere sight of her succulent thighs enhanced my sexual hormones and desires, trapping me within a ho**y and aroused position her body alone seems sexy enough to satisfy. "Head in Damien,be the freaking man and mate you're meant to be" Ryder persuades. "Easier said than done Ryder,I doubt my ability to stop if I begin,don't wanna indulge in the greatest mistake of a lifetime" I heave. "Go in Damien,I believe you'll figure a quitting method after all you ain't a sex addict" he chuckles. "Seriously,I find it wired recieving sex advice and motivational quotes from a werewolf" I shrug.

The frantic pounding of my heart grows ever so violently against my chest. I can feel the frigid warmth of their body heat ricocheting through me; like an ironic joke compared to the ice-cold shiver consuming my entire body. I can’t move, I can’t think, and I can’t breathe. Like I'm stuck, paralyzed from the head down. Could it be the wolf shifter from 7 years ago? Is this really my last day? But even if so, I decide I will not go down without a fight.

Aurelia nodded. “So I’ve had boyfriends and had plenty of sexual experience before John. But sex with him has always blown every prior experience out of the water. And I get much of that is attributed to the bond, the connection making it better. But well… is it just a werewolf thing? Are all males above average in size?” I questioned. The two women laughed again and shook their heads. “Oh no. I’ve seen more than my share of naked males after they shift. Just like any other species, not all men are created equal.” Sybille giggled.

“But please stay here with me.” Ryan gave a short laugh void of humour. “Stay here with you.” He began to pace. “There’s something you need to know about me. I’m…how do I put it? Very highly sexed. I need to get off often otherwise it gets pretty uncomfortable for me. The urge has become even more intense since I became a…werewolf. The last time I wanked off in that room…” “I won’t attack you ever again,” Jeremy said quickly. “And I won’t touch you sexually…unless you ask me to.”

The kiss he gave me, I'm ashamed to say that we could have lived as a close couple. I curled up on my sheet as my mind recollected seeing the blood eyes wolf in his human form, only a shadow of him. He was very tall, taller than Turner. It was like he was a giant form of a human. He stood strong and was robust. I could see he had muscles, a lot. I was starting to wish it was not his shadow I had seen. I covered my head with my sheet not wanting to think about him. It felt wrong, after all, he was a werewolf and was evil.

They live as husband and wife with kids. For someone like me who has always believed wolves are ferocious, senseless animals, it was a lot to take in. I still wasn't okay with the fact that there are werewolves everywhere. Beast that could crush me in mere seconds. My third friend Izzy shook my hand. “We are not allowing you to think this twice, you are definitely coming. As for me, I'll like to have anal sex with a hot werewolf dude or double penetration. Guys, have you heard that werewolves are great in bed? I have my eyes on these Alpha males. They are dangerous but very sexy. I still can believe they even exist.” Izzy had a dreamy look as she said this.

Soothed by his kindness. "Thank you for the billionth time." Harper leaned away from Asher and smiled through the tears gathered in her eyes. "You must judge me as silly for crying so easily..." Asher smiled even though Harper had hit the bullseye. He had the belief that a future alpha shouldn't be crying, but he let it slide. Asher hardly expected Harper would become the next alpha anyway. She was a woman, and Asher believed men made better alphas. Male werewolves were physically more muscular and far more superior in every way. They also weren't overwhelmed by complicated emotions like their female counterparts.

We made a game out of it and would bust on one another about it. As much as I wish I didn’t enjoy rough sex, I’m a werewolf, and we naturally enjoy the rougher side of sex. In fact, I don’t think I know any werewolves who enjoy slow and gentle sex. Crimson agrees the rougher, the better as she hums her approval at how rough Alpha Valen is. We might enjoy it, but I know I’m going to be sore for a little bit.

Drax shot at me. "I'm so sorry." I muttered, trying to sound as sincere and apologetic as possible. "It's just that, I was— Lily and I...were rather occupied." I let out a half grin. My eyes swept across the room and briefly I noticed that she had contacted my smile and was also grinning at me with half a face, probably able to see through my body language and could possibly tell that we just had sex. Of course I was already pretty sure Drax knew, because a werewolf's sense of smell is so powerful, it could percieve the scent of sex in the air in an instant.

"I thought you know a lot about werewolves." "Yeah, I do know a lot about werewolves. But, I don't know everything," I retorted. "Right. Rut season is when a male werewolf feels a strong urge to have sexual intercourse." "Oh. I thought that was an alpha thing." "It used to be. Alphas, Betas, Deltas and Gammas who are males all go through this. They usually mate with Omegas." "Where does the Luna come in?" I asked and he frowned.