Werewolf Sex Stories Novels & Stories

had got away with these atrocities. As human slaves they had no voice, they were there to please their Masters and that meant letting them do whatever they wanted to their bodies the male werewolves had high sexual needs most of them wanted sex several times a day and their females rarely reciprocated that need. This was why they kept their female humans they could sate their desires on their soft malleable bodies as often as they pleased and they were rarely refused. The human females enjoyed what these gorgeous men did with them Werewolf males were all tall and toned their bodies super fit and flexible from all the training they did, you never saw an overweight Werewolf. Not only that bu

And suddenly I understood why the wolf did it – it was fun! “You---!” “I have had sex in my room, yes,” I growled in annoyance, spinning half to face my accuser. “And no, it wasn’t the first time I’ve brought she-wolves to my room to have sex either. But sorry, I don’t exactly keep a log of the females I fuck, and I most certainly don’t kiss and tell!” Could you imagine how disgusting that would be? Jeeze! “But I assure you,” I growled low, my wolf just as pissed about these lies as I was. “They were WILLING partners.”

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.

He had a werewolf. Great.

A WEREWOLF'S PRINT written by 131subin -xx- AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is an A/O verse within a werewolf trope whereas humans have two genders: main or primary gender is the male/female, and the sub-gender or secondary gender is the alpha/omega (A/O). If you are not familiar with omegaverse, I suggest you look it up before you proceed on reading the story as the sub-gender traits might confuse you. The sub-gender plays vital roles and implications on all major characters in this book. (If you are familiar with omegaverse, you can skip this part and proceed with prologue.)

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.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

Emily felt the man's body that was holding her suddenly become stiff. Wolfgang released her, as if asking her: "Werewolf? Why do you suddenly think that?" Emily scratched her head, her face showing a bit of confusion: "Actually... Well, last night, even though Winston said that I was injured by a wolf, I really felt like I encountered a werewolf! The werewolf was very large and strong, with black fur, but it spoke human language! It told me many strange things, and then even attacked me, but luckily a cat saved me ..."

I could feel him giving me a look through the mind-link, but I just shook my head and confirmed that I would tell him more about it later. I could feel Elder Rosemarie laughing next to me at my question and the response from those in the car. “That is definitely an interesting question. Over time, having sex in human form as become the only method of sex for werewolves. Because your wolf is pulled forward in your consciousness during sex, it is as if your wolf is one with you when you are having sex.” She looked at me and placed her hand on my knee. “There must be a reason why you asked. What is it?”