Submission to the Wolf (Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Alpha Male Erotic Romance)

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Authors: Billie Kasper
groaned finally, his hips bucking again and his cock pumping in my mouth as he came, stream after stream of hot seed flowing out of his dick and into my awaiting mouth, into my hungry lips and down my throat.
     
    It was hot and bitter and salty—not exactly like Wisdom’s, but I still couldn’t get enough of it. And I was right—Ryan certainly had plenty saved up for me.
     
    Finally, I pulled off his cock, his seed dribbling out of my lips and down onto my tits. Ryan leaned back in his chair, his chest rising and falling slowly and deeply. He had had almost as good a time as I had. I could tell.
     
    “Time to pay the piper,” I whispered, standing up and wiping the cum off my tits, sucking off my fingers. I straddled his chair and pulled up my dress, revealing my pink little pussy, still swollen from the previous night’s loving.
     
    “You know what to do,” I whispered fiercely, grinding my pussy against his face. I felt… Wild. Almost… bestial. I was horny and I wanted this bad. I gripped Ryan’s face and powered into his mouth, gasping as his agile tongue reached out, stroking my snatch, starting at the bottom and working its way up and up, all along my wet hole, licking at me, slurping at me…
     
    And then, his tongue found my clit and I threw my head back, moaning loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear.
     
    “Yes… Yes, Ryan, baby…” I growled, gripping him hard by the hair and driving his face into my pussy. “Lick me. Eat it. Eat it.”
     
    I was gasping for air, it was so good—I didn’t even care if he could breathe or if I were hurting him. All I cared about was the pleasure he was giving me, the lust coursing through my veins.
     
    This was pure, unadulterated lust. But like so many others seized by lust, I simply didn’t care. I wanted more. I wanted to feel his tongue inside of me, to feel it stroking and teasing my swollen bit, bringing me closer and closer to cumming until finally…
     
    “Oh, god…” I groaned, leaning back and opening my mouth wide in a silent scream of pleasure and glory as my entire body began to convulse with ecstasy, waves of pleasure crashing against my psyche as I experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of my life—the culmination of all of my youthful fantasies about Ryan.
     
    Finally, I pulled off him. He was gasping for air but grinning.
     
    “You’re an animal,” he blurted out with a delighted smile.
     
    An animal.
     
    Wisdom had bitten me.
     
    So, that’s what had happened—this was, in a way… His gift.
     
    “Oh, god…” I whispered, looking down at my half naked body, still trembling and swollen from the pleasure of the last few minutes.
     
    There was only one question echoing through my pleasure addled mind… Had I become like Wisdom?
     
    “Ryan, I’m sorry. I have to go.”
     
    “What? I thought we were just getting started…”
     
    “This will sound completely, totally lame,” I said, pulling my bra and dress back up over my breasts. “But it’s not you. It’s absolutely not you. I think it’s me.”
     
    ~
     
    The thing was, I liked this new me.
     
    I liked the way I… I fucked Ryan’s face, making him eat me and lick me. It was so empowering. I liked being an animal like that.
     
    I came home to find a voice mail from Ryan on my parents’ home phone, plus another on my cell phone. I deleted both. I would need some time to figure this out.
     
    I needed to find Wisdom. I needed to know what had happened to me.
     
    But in the meantime, I knew that this wasn’t fair to Ryan… Not in the slightest. I felt like I had taken advantage of him, like I was some sort of predator. The fact was, it was only a high school crush and there was nothing more—I didn’t know anything more about him.
     
    Did I know anything more about Wisdom, though?
     
    Honestly, no. But I felt like I had a connection with him, a connection which transcended time and flesh. I don’t know what it was but I wanted him

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