Shifters, Beasts, and Monsters
reached
out and gripped his calf, digging her fingernails into his thick, muscular leg,
pulling him down towards her. She felt his calf tense as he crouched, and in
the half light she saw his intention. Her lips opened wide, and she allowed him
to slide himself into her mouth.
    The heat
struck her first. His thick, hard penis felt like it was on fire. Emily felt
each beat of his heart pulse through the shaft, throbbing on her tongue as he
slid his length past her lips. She moved her hand up to his thigh and felt him
squat easily on the balls of his feet, suspended above her so she could hold
him in her mouth. His large, strong hand wrapped around the back of her head
and he pulled her further onto his cock. 
    Emily
pulled away, leaving a long, thin line of saliva and pre-cum suspended between
her lips and the tip of the throbbing penis. She dipped her head beneath the
shaft and took his large, heavy balls in her mouth, savoring the strong, musky
taste of his sweat. As she licked him she felt even more lightheaded,
intoxicated by his scent. She felt as if she were drunk.
    Emily felt
the wolf’s muscles tense, and he leaned forward to straddle her. She felt his
hard, wet cock slide down her body, running over the curve of her breasts and
down across her smooth, flat belly. The man’s head came down to her neck and
she felt his hot, sharp breath on her skin, his thick stubble scratching at her
collarbone, and moments later she gasped as he pressed the thick head of his
cock against her slick, throbbing clit.
    Emily
reached down to grasp his penis, using the tip to massage herself before
guiding it down to her wet, dripping lips. In her hands it felt even larger
than before, and as the wolf eased forward his hips to slide inside her she
came, her pussy clenching around his firm head, squeezing it as he thrust into
her. The pleasure overwhelmed her, and for a moment she thought she’d black out
with the force.
    His tongue
dragged her back from the abyss. Jolts of electricity pulsed through her, and
every inch of her body was on fire. The wolf man’s tongue slipped into her open
mouth, and Emily moaned against his lips as he tenderly toyed with her tongue.
She felt a hot jet of cum fire powerfully into her, and a second orgasm
arrived. Both woman and wolf writhed in moaning ecstasy, and Emily felt his
juices spurt out from the tight seal her lips had formed around his enormous
erection.
    The wolf
collapsed on top of her, exhausted and panting. Sweat steamed from his body,
and through the darkness she saw devotion in his bright, shining eyes. He
smiled as his cock twitched involuntarily, and Emily felt another jolt shudder
through her body. She panted, her breath condensing in the still, cold air, and
she noticed the cloud of steam move as if blown by a zephyr.
    There was
movement in the darkness, and she didn’t see the branch until too late. It
caught the wolf solidly on the side of his head and he fell off her, his still
erect penis popping painfully from her tender pussy. She gasped in shock,
unable to move.
    A flashlight
clicked on, blinding her in the sudden glare. Emily let out a whimper and
raised her hands to shield her eyes. She fought as hands wrapped around her,
struggling in their grip, and she was lifted to her feet.
    ‘It’s okay,
honey. You’re going to be okay.’
    It was
Aylen’s voice...
     

 
     
    CHAPTER 3
    SUBMITTING TO THE WOLVES
     
     
    Emily looked up at the
shape of Aylen framed against the moonlight, rage flashing in her eyes. ‘What
the hell? Why did you hit him?’
    Aylen lowered the
branch, knitting her brow in confusion. This wasn’t the response she’d
expected.
    ‘I’m rescuing you, Em,
from the fucking werewolf who was just attacking you.’ She pointed the branch
in the direction of the naked, muscular wolf who lay unconscious at her feet. A
trickle of blood ran from his matted hair down to his right eye, but his chest
rose and fell steadily. He wouldn’t be out for

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