Doctor's Orders (Pounded By The Pack)(Steamy BBW Werebear Romance)

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Authors: Willow Wilde
cocks in my hands. Frizz controlled the movements of my lips on his rod as he guided me, holding a fistful of my hair like reins. I welcomed him controlling my face, pleasing himself with my mouth as I dedicated myself to stroking off his brothers.
     
    After all the years I’d spent hunting down his kind — our kind — I would have been in hysterics if someone told me I’d be on my knees and ready to gangbang a pack of shifters. But here I was, loving every second of it, feeling every last ounce of disrespect I had for werebear kind sliding out of my head.
     
    Speaking of my head, the boys were having some fun redirecting my lips between them, and a roulette of cocks was sliding in and out of my mouth in succession. My hands were kept occupied as well with a rotation of thick, slick dicks, and I was growing aware that they were becoming impatient.
     
    These rugged shifters needed fulfillment.
     
    And I was all too happy to give it to them.
     
    I felt myself being plucked up from the ground, and my clothes were being ripped from me. Lips clasped onto mine, mouths biting into my shoulders as the skin was increasingly exposed. Nibbling mouths fell upon my curves, staggered with bites just rough enough to incite my lust. The inquisitive pairs of hands that quickly stripped off my layers pulled me down to my underwear before unclasping my bra, hooking into my panties, and removing the last barriers that I had.
     
    Soon, I was completely naked between the pack of them, my hands wandering to stroke their cocks or trail down their rippling abs, and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before the satisfaction really began.
     
    They lowered me backwards into the furs, and descended upon me together. Mouths clasped around my nipples, hands working my breasts as I found my face being directed back towards a thick, wet cock. I gratefully accepted the gift and cradled the balls gently in my hand, the other hand pumping the shaft as I sucked and teased with my tongue. Meanwhile, I felt a set of lips kissing its way down my abdomen, tracing my body down towards my wet, ready pussy. They were sucking on the skin of my inner thighs, pushing my legs apart and sliding them over a pair of strong, chiseled shoulders. I felt the strength of the muscles beneath my pillowy thighs as the shifter beneath me grew more daring, leaving hicks so close to my pussy that I wanted to grab him and force his face where it belonged. Despite every ounce of fight in me daring to take control, I exercised my patience to its limits.
     
    Finally, his strong, calloused finger slid into my slit, and I felt his lips press against my hood as he sucked on my clit. Quivering with passion, I clamped my legs around his shoulders as he continued to stimulate me, finding room for another finger beside the first. Indicative of his experience, his fingertips effortlessly found my g-spot. The shifter pulled his face free and began to run circles against my clit with the thumb of his free hand. I felt his lips pressing against my thighs, kissing along my body as he carefully manipulated my wet, slick chasm like a fine-tuned instrument, before finally pulling everything free, holding my thighs firmly against his head, and burrowing his tongue deep inside me.
     
    I could barely concentrate as my hands instinctively clasped around the heads of the shifters sucking on my breasts. The shifter in my mouth repositioned himself, sitting against my face as he held himself steady with one hand — controlled the speed of my lips on his shaft — with the other clutching my hair.
     
    The sensations that rocked my body were more incredible than anything I had ever felt before. It felt like every last inch of me was being serviced by the shifters, with their bodies eagerly satiating me beyond belief.
     
    And yet, I needed more.
     
    So far, the passion between us had been tinder, the build-up to a slow and steady fire. But that gradual, rising fire was now a roaring flame of undying

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