Sexy Male Werewolf Novels & Stories

He licks an apologetic stripe up Tasha’s nape, and soon his tongue turns from rough to smooth. As a human, Amir looms over Tasha - and his cock is now snuggly nestled between her asscheeks. In the first phase of their rut, male werewolves minds narrows down to just one instinct: to breed their mate. So Tasha isn’t surprised when the beta places possessive hands on his hips and unceremoniously pulls her onto his cock, like a ragdoll meant only to please him. Tasha lets out a high pitched moan at the feeling of being speared open so deliciously, and then another when Tasha pulls out only to slam back in with the finesse of a sledgehammer.

Not some random guy from the pack. My blood boiled beneath my skin, racing through my veins like liquid magma. My men gazed upon me with hooded eyes. Alex’s silver, Lucas’s yellow, Mason’s ice-blue, and Grayson’s orange. This was a sign their wolves were right there, scratching at the surface, losing their self-restraint. Writhing on the bed, I stroked between my drenched folds to entice them, tease them, feeling my fingers circle my moistened clit and seeing how their cocks twitched at the slightest movement. Deep, reverberating growls filled the room. It was enough to make me squirm with delight and my sex clenched again, flooding my channel with a fresh gush of warm juices. My men inhaled

My stomach clenched and released, my hips bucking against his face. My head spun as my pheromones poured out in an uncontrollable wave. Inside me, my wolf, Sky, purred with pure happiness. “Fuck! Deeper,” I moaned, my voice ragged. “Please, deeper!” Xavier obeyed, plunging his tongue deeper into my pussy. The sounds of him devouring my pussy were wet and lewd, each lick and suck echoing through the room. I became a writhing, moaning mess, utterly lost to him.

Being a key collector had to be the hardest thing ever. "Hey, look!" Liana stopped walking and turned off her flashlight. "That's Dylan's cabin." Dylan Ineroy was one of the most desired young men in town. He was not rich but was hardworking and very handsome. He had a perfect body with well defined muscles that weren't huge. His rugged looks made every girl want to be with him although he did not seem to be into romance. Also, he was rarely seen which made him mysterious and that was a major point in his favour. Every girl wanted to be the one who finally changed his heart.

he said. The gathered werewolves cheered in happiness, with some of them howling excitedly. “Ok, ok, let me finish.” He said, stopping their cheering. “This celebration is restricted to the members of this pack only and there will be lots of venison and drinks for everyone, so leave whatever you're doing and come to my mansion.” He concluded with both hands outstretched. The werewolves howled again as Alpha Tristan turned around and left with Adriana by his side and Maxion behind him.

Mera. The last thing I realized was that I let out a loud moan, clenched the huge inside of my pussy to reach a stimulating orgasm, and then fainted in his arms. What happened after that, I don't know anything about. When I woke up, it was early the next morning. Sex with a werewolf is just too physically demanding. I fell into a deep sleep after every sex. A werewolf's penis is thicker and longer than a human's, and sex lasts longer than they do. Sexual prowess is one of the most important indicators for girls to evaluate a man. I'm sure there are plenty of girls and she-wolves who like my master.

He states sadly. “I would never poison you.” I speak quietly near his ear hoping to pacify his nervousness towards the medication. “Hyperactive Sexualization Disorder is when your wolf develops an intense need for sexual gratification at an early age. Now we understand that as werewolves we have a higher sexual desire than humans but unlike humans, that desire normally doesn’t hit until after the first shift.

I said crossing my arms. "Why not? My dad wants to meet you!" He said with a sigh. After playing with the ice cream that melts, Nate thought that it was a good time to fuck and we did have sex, again 5 rounds, almost had 6. I had the urge to pee which basically ruined the sexual mood, I laughed when his expression was priceless, his eyes were widened in shocked, I mean what can I say? I'm special. I don't even know how that guy and so much energy left in his body, he made me cum 5 times, freaking 5 times. The guy is a werewolf!

“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.