Novel & Cerita Werewolf Sexy

Until he can find a mate, he has to stay next to me or he could get killed. Werewolves are like animals, we think with our bodies first before our senses. We are primitive and very aggressive. Rex is unlike any werewolf I know. He is quiet, smart and never angry. He is the one that can help me right now. I hit his door loudly, knowing he wouldn't be in the meeting. Omegas aren't allowed in meetings. They are treated as less than, not equals.

"Did you just call me babe?” He didn't answer and I couldn’t see his face to check his expression. This is frustrating. "Do you realize just sleeping and sleeping together are different things!" “Not to werewolf senses.” I tried to get up but the rascal drew me back to the bed…He’s obviously enjoying my frustration." ***** Eventually, I was able to escape from the clutches of the infamous werewolves. Quietly making it to my room and getting a nice bath and a change of cloth wasn't so hard.

I commented, my eyes fluttering close, my body weakening under his touch. "I'm listening." It was obvious that he wasn't. His focus, his concern, was us putting out a fuming fire that was building up between us. "No." I wanted to fight against the need, the want, the craving. "I know you feel it. You can't control it." I exhaled that hitched breath, wondering how anyone could control that sexual tension that would arise so suddenly between them and a werewolf. Sexually driven creatures. Dominating. Possessive and so loving. Protective.

TRIGGER WARNINGS This story contains elements that may be sensitive to some readers. This includes gore, graphic sexual tension, murder, language, angst, death, and a steamy romance you may have to take a cold shower after reading. Nothing in this story is based on reality and has been created for entertainment purposes only. With that in mind, keep your mental health a priority and enjoy this emotional, spicy werewolf romance... Elodie's POV

Cruella whispered, her voice filled with fear and her expression laced with same. Liam’s eyes narrowed as he pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her waist to shield her. He wasn’t just the Alpha—he was something far more dangerous. And whatever was coming, it wasn’t something she was prepared for. The shadow grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, a figure stepped into the clearing. It was a man, no, a beast, his eyes glowing with a malevolent red light, his body massive and rippling with muscle. Cruella’s breath caught in her throat. This was no ordinary wolf. This was a creature of pure destruction.

"What do you want to ask me?" He gled at my face and then said, "Sarah, since you work for my brother, you must know who he is, right?". "Yeah, a werewolf." I responded.. "But a cursed one, do you not know?". The look on his face darkened. His questions came off as suspicious, but despite that, I still answered him. "He told me... Is there anything else you want to know?".I did a dramatic pause before continuing... "Yeah, do you mind if I take a strain of your head?".He paused after his ridiculous request...

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

Today, I was determined not to be a loser. Alpha King slipped his hand deep into my shirt. He even bit my neck lightly. “Stop doing that!” I begged in a low voice. “You are a werewolf, not a vampire. If you keep biting me, I'll bleed." Of course Alpha King didn't really want to hurt me. He caressed my body while continuing to suck my neck. My lust was awakened by the Alpha King's enthusiasm, I wanted him to passionately kiss me even more. I closed my eyes, enjoying Alpha King's kisses. Suddenly I realized that the window was still open while we were standing right next to the window. If anyone was standing in the flower garden they would immediately notice what Alpha King and I were doing.

The night breeze coming from the outside hits her back and makes her gasp. As werewolves, we’re more receptive of how different sensory stimuli can enhance pleasure. Like how hot and cold together can heighten sexual experience. The cold wind kisses her back while her front takes the hot friction from our bodies rubbing against each other. The contrasting temperatures mixed with the sensual strumming of our sexes release a different level of sensory pleasure. It’s magical. “Now it’s my turn to fuck your pussy. Brace yourself, because I’m not holding back. I’ve waited too long for this.”

Such a delicate wolf girl. Anyway, it was my turn to play my character. I had no idea who was Thomas but I knew he was her uncle through her conversation to herself. It was not hard insulting him as the stupid, useless and ugly werewolf cause he was each one of them. Who is his mate anyway? How can someone be mate of such an ugly creature? Look at me, if I hadn’t had to hide, every vampire girl in Goldenwood would die to touch me. And who knows Blackwood’s she-wolf would fall for me too.