Page 51 of Seduced By the Werewolves

“Tiff?” he asks, hovering there. “Will you ride my cock inside the princess’s castle?”

My whole face flames. I’ve never had sex in public before, but I love what Quinn’s offering. A pick-me-up in the staff entrance? It already feels like it’s been too long, even though only a couple days have gone by since last time.

“Yes,” I say breathlessly. He flips up the skirt of my dress. “Won’t you transform, though?”

Quinn rapidly shakes his head. “I can keep it together. I think.”

I glance up at the ceiling, and hope if that happens, he won’t just burst through it.

His jeans go next until they’re in a puddle on the floor and his thick cock is sticking out straight toward me. Then he shoves me up against the wall, lifting one of my thighs to fully expose me. He’s panting, his eyes trained on where he’s lining up with my pussy. He dips the head inside of me, and his shoulders bunch up around his neck as he tests me a few times. I gasp at the slight stretch. Not nearly as much as when he was in werewolf form, but enough that I’m already hungry for more.

When Quinn plunges in deeper, he lets out a ragged moan. “Babe, you feel so good.”

That amazing cock of his pulls out, then slides in again, reaching even farther. I’m surprisingly wet for almost no prep, and he glides easily until his knot stops him. I cover my mouth as a whimper comes out of me, and I know I need to keep quiet.

“Too bad I can’t make you scream,” he says with a self-satisfied smirk, then pulls out again before burying himself inside me as far as he can. His knot pushes against my entrance, and he gasps before reeling his hips back. “Might not be able to get it inside you this time—” Quinn thrusts in again, and I bite my palm. “But soon I will.”

Keeping me pinned against the wall, he moves his body faster, slicking in and out of me in a punishing rhythm.

“Touch yourself,” Quinn growls, fur sprouting all over his skin. I nod hastily and reach down between us to rub my clit, and he grunts as I tighten up around him. “There we are. Come for me, and then I’m going to fill you up. Completely. So my smell is all over you.”

I moan as my orgasm creeps up on me, and Quinn fucks me harder and harder. Some of his knot starts to fit into me, and his face falls against my shoulder as he stuffs me full again.

“Tiff?” Eli’s voice calls. “Quinn?”

Footsteps get closer, and my heart leaps into my throat. Fuck.

Quinn smirks at me. “Afraid?” he asks quietly. “Of Eli seeing us?”

I am, but not because I’m ashamed. I just don’t know him well enough yet, and the thought of him seeing me naked, like this, with Quinn… Are either of us ready for that?

The door opens, and Quinn slams into me once more, unleashing everything. I can’t help it when my climax washes over me, and I cry out as light spills in.

“Oh.” I look up to find Eli standing there, silhouetted by the bright sun outside. His eyebrows are high, his dark eyes wide. He looks us up and down.

“Hi,” I manage out, as Quinn lowers me to the ground. His cock slides out of me, and cum slips down my thigh. I try to wipe it away with the hem of my skirt.

“Come in, Eli,” Quinn says. “Close the door.”

Obediently he does, but now his brow is furrowed.

“She’s nice and wet now,” says Quinn in that mischievous voice. “Tiff. You want Eli, too, don’t you?”

My mouth falls open at being put on the spot like this. I don’t know what to say. I barely know Eli, and we’ve never even kissed.

“You don’t have to answer,” says Eli, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Quinn, you know I need more time.”

Quinn frowns. “We had this whole nice date today, though, and?—”

“I’m not like you.” Eli shakes his head in irritation. Then he turns an apologetic look on me. “Sorry, Tiff. I think… I think I should go now.”

“What?” I push my dress back down. I don’t like how this is going. “You’re leaving?”

“I’m just not—” Eli cuts himself off, then turns away from us as Quinn pulls up his zipper. “Maybe we can talk another time, Tiff. It’s just more than I can handle right now.”

With that, he opens the staff door and leaves, letting it fall closed behind him. I want to go after him and tell him he should stay, that I want to spend more time with him, but he made it clear this situation has become too overwhelming.

I wonder if he understands me so well for a reason.

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