Sexy Werewolves Novels & Stories

Valko admitted. "Interspecies relationships were always forbidden, even though I'm mated to a human," Duran added. “Now I find out Velma is mate to a vampire and a werewolf is shacking it up with a witch. This must be the end of times.” "That's just it young wolf. The two aren't just lovers, rumour is they are mates. Thus, the reason they didn't kill each other even though they were both powerful enough to do so,” Izanna explained.

I’m holding myself ramrod stiff. I hear her deep sigh as she moves away. I exhale in relief, but I’m also disappointed. As a Werewolf, I have slept with a fair number of females from my pack. When they’re in heat, it’s almost impossible to refuse them, and the truth is, I have never wanted to refuse any of them.

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

, she smiled at him, “I won’t be too sure about that, we still have about three more days to go”, he told her honestly. He was not sure he could hold up for two more days, this was practically torture for him and she was well aware of that. “If it gets too tough for you, you know what you have to do”, she encouraged him. She did not exactly want to have sex with him because they needed to, but because they wanted to. The heat was a forceful means to increase the birth of pups and the increase of werewolves, the women were cursed with unlimited arousal making their scent irresistible to men, especially their mates.

Sly curses, pulling the rest of the now useless protection from my body. As I clean the remnants of our accident from my body a word of caution from Rental Luna classes flashes through my mind. Yes, we weren't careful before, but we were both mostly inert and mostly "human" during those times. Werewolf males are far more potent in their wolfman forms. And as I learned recently from Hazel, witches are more fertile as they glow. And we just enjoyed both. "Oh Sly," I sob as I struggle to clean his seed from within me. "What are we going to do?"

I shouldn't have, for a human and a werewolf can never be together. "She's a great fighter of the pack," retorted Cali. I was disappointed with the answer. It was not what I was looking for. I needed to know if they were mates are not. "What do you want to do for 1 hour?" Cali asked. "What will your brother be doing for one hour?" I had to ask. My eyes kept looking in the direction of his house. "Sex, crazy werewolf sex," said Cali. My eyes widened as I looked at her.

Not for the first time, I wished same-sex mateships weren't so rare among werewolves. It's not that I've ever hated men, hell, it's pretty hard to ignore how incredibly hot most werewolf guys are, with their incredible abs and thickly muscled bodies, huge in every way.. but some of them are just complete monsters, in the other sense of the word, especially out here.

“To become an Alpha’s mate, a mother, a wife?” Hold on a damn minute. That wasn’t going to happen all at once. I was in no way ready for that. We had just started dating never mind becoming a mom. “I’ve scared you haven’t I?”. “What, no that’s-.. we’re taking things slow”. “The werewolf world is a little different from the norm. It all happens pretty fast Leah”. I already knew that but it didn’t mean we had to do things that way. “We’re doing pretty well with taking things slow actually. We haven’t mated yet and it’s already been a few weeks”. That was a record in their world.

3: Waxing Storm Elara’s lungs burned as they raced through the ancient forest, Kael’s massive hand gripping hers. Her body was changing—bones aching, senses sharpening with every stride. The waxing moon pulled at her emerging wolf blood, syncing with Kael’s growing rut. “They’re close,” Kael growled, golden eyes scanning the shadows. “Your coven wants us both drained.” A distant spell blast shook the trees. They dove into the ruins of an old lunar temple, collapsing behind fallen pillars. Dust settled around them. Elara’s heart pounded, fear mixing with unbearable heat between her thighs.

I pointed at the bowl of milk on the floor of the cave, but she glared instead. Her breathing became heavier all of a sudden. Well, I know what the heat does to werewolves. There won't be one normal werewolf during this season, especially the males. They could fuck the females for hours straight. Some dies even because they couldn't get enough of sex from their partners, or get way too much from them. Either, I wouldn't loose Thugh in that manner. Sometime later, when the deed finally happened, she learned that werewolves with four hind legs were nothing compared to a lycan. We were strong and vicious. And when it comes to sex, we go all the way.