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“Jesus, Ann Marie,” he breathed. “I could look at this gorgeous pussy all night long, if we had time.”
She knew she was gushing fluid, her sensual juices dripping from her body. When Drew licked the length of her slit she jerked and tried to wrap her legs around his neck. Draw him closer. Impale herself on that clever tongue. But despite the shortage of time, Drew lapped at her as if he had all night long. His teeth grazed her clit, then bit gently on it.
“Oh, please,” she groaned, trying to push herself hard against him.
One long finger slid into her cunt, then two, his tongue teasing her now throbbing clit.
When the tip of his pinkie pushed against her anus and inserted itself just past the tight ring of muscle she climaxed, fists gripping the sheet, a low wail drifting from her throat. She shuddered over and over, pouring into his mouth. He sucked the opening of her pussy, drinking in her nectar, his little finger pushing harder into her rectum.
When the spasms had subsided to tiny aftershocks, Drew rose and pushed her further back on the bed. One long arm reached to the night stand, pulled open the drawer and yanked out a condom.
“You don’t know how much I wish we had all night.” His voice was rough with need and hunger as he ripped open the foil packet and rolled on the latex sheath. “I want to enjoy your body. Suck your cunt. I want to feel those silky lips around my cock, feel your tongue licking me. I want to come in your mouth, your pussy, your ass.”
The head of his cock pressed against the opening of her vagina, pushed in a little. A little more. A little more. Ann Marie felt her vaginal muscles quiver and clench.
Drew planted his hands on her thighs and spread them wide apart.
“I want you to suck me dry, lick my balls.”
Oh, god, just his words were driving her up the spiral again.
As he talked he pushed further into her, a little at a time.
“I want to squeeze those beautiful breasts together and rub my cock between them.” He drew in a deep breath. “Oh, Jesus, I can’t hold back.”
He drove into her, his balls slapping the curve of her buttocks. His thick shaft filled every inch of her, her body responding. Her liquid drenched him, easing his path inside her.
She raked her fingernails over his shoulder and down his hard muscles, thrusting her hips ANIMAL INSTINCTS
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up to him, trying to take him deeper. Her second orgasm crawled up her back and through her womb, radiating into her clutching pussy.
“Do it,” she urged. “Do it now. Now, Drew.”
“Now,” he repeated.
As her orgasm took over, shaking her like a gale force wind, she felt Drew’s climax grab him. His big body tensed, his arms, braced on either side of her became rigid, and he drove into her hard one last time. Even through the thin latex sheath she could feel him spurting, again, again, again. His mouth sought hers, taking it in a greedy, hungry kiss, tongue thrusting inside and tangling with hers.
Her heart thundered against her ribs, and she couldn’t get enough air in her lungs.
Their joining had been quick but fierce. When finally the spasms subsided, leaving them both weak and gasping for air, he breathed one word into her open mouth.
“Mine.”
It was now full dark, and the moon was only a sliver in the sky. When Drew and Ann Marie, in wolf form, joined the others in the kitchen, they too had shifted, and the room was filled with wolves of every colour pelt. They all exchanged looks, amber eyes giving signals.
Everyone had their assignments. Sierra turned out the lights in the kitchen, and Regan opened the back door. One by one they padded onto the rear porch and headed out. The wide open space behind the house offered little concealment, but there was no one to see them right now. Shortly they entered the large copse of trees and began to branch off in different directions.
Ann Marie followed Drew, who set a steady pace through his