Page 39 of Seduced By the Werewolves

With a sudden, animalistic grunt, Quinn pushes inside me. I cry out as he breaches me, forcing me wide for him. My whole body convulses as he suddenly stills himself.

“Oh, god, I’m so sorry,” he says, withdrawing his cock. “I just can’t control it.”

“Hey.” I raise a hand up to his furry muzzle. It felt just as incredible as it did uncomfortable, and I want more. I want to get used to him, so I can really, truly feel him. “Do it again.”

“Again?” Quinn asks, dumbfounded. Then his canine eyebrows lower mischievously. “Oh, I can do it again.”

This time, when that thick cock of his burrows in, he reaches farther. He groans as he sinks into me, one arm curling possessively around my back, holding me up off the bed. On his next thrust, though, he goes even deeper, and I cringe as it touches something supremely sensitive inside me.

“Aw, fuck,” he says, pulling back out, his brows tilted in worry. “You’re small. I forgot.”

Panting, I pet the tip of his snout. “It’s okay.”

“I’ll remember,” he says, like a Boy Scout, and then that massive, pink, slippery cock fills me up again.

Despite the animal vigor taking over him, Quinn is careful, never bottoming out inside me. When I look down, I find that he’s not even all the way sheathed in me, and that big, fat knot of his isn’t even close to the spread lips of my pussy. There’s no way that could ever fit.

A knowing grin lifts his mouth on one side.

“Someday,” Quinn growls, his thrusts growing faster, “you’ll take my knot.”

Just the thought makes me moan. I wonder how many times I’d have to orgasm for that.

Quinn strokes in and out of me with care, his snout bunched up in a snarl as he focuses on where our bodies are linked. The strange shape of him is stimulating all sorts of new nerve endings, and stretched as far open as I am, my body responds to every single stroke.

“Jesus, they were right,” Quinn groans, his claws squeezing my flesh. “I can’t believe how well you fit me.”

Some drool drips off his fangs, and he leans his head down close to mine, his breath tickling my face. I open my mouth as if to kiss him and he opens his, then his tongue snakes out, darting between my lips. I moan as it slides down my throat, filling up my mouth just as full as he’s filling my pussy. He groans into me, his teeth gently prodding my forehead and my jaw as he thrusts faster and faster, sinking more and more of that cock into me with every pump of his haunches.

“Oh, Quinn,” I moan into him, burying my fingers in his scruff. My legs wrap as far around his waist as they can, and he pulls his tongue out of me so he can sit further back. He drags my hips high up into the air as he fucks me, his big jaws open, his gaze riveted on my body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he grits out, his lips curling up in a snarl. “The way your tits bounce every…” He drives his cock into me again. “Time… I…” Then again. “Fill you up.”

He snatches up my legs in his arms, slinging them over his elbows so he can fit even more inside me. He’s ravenous, mad with animal lust. He leans forward, his big tongue lolling out to wrap around one of my nipples. It makes my pussy clench around him even harder, and his eyes roll back in his head.

“God, babe, you’re incredible.”

And that’s when it comes for me. It’s like a train, how hard my climax hits me. I scream, full-throated, and Quinn plunges into me harder. His grip tightens, digging his claws in, as he makes beastly noises that must be sounds of pleasure. His big, yellow eyes look almost pained as he crests.

“I’m going to come,” he moans, and then suddenly, there’s even more of him inside me than before.

My pussy stretches, desperate to accommodate his swelling cock, and I writhe and cry out as it hurls me into another powerful orgasm. I can feel that thick lump at the root of his shaft nudging at my entrance, but it’s far, far too big.

Quinn snarls and thrusts hard, and for the first time in my life, I can actually feel his hot ejaculate shoot against my walls with a shocking force. He whines as he pumps a few more times, and he empties so much of his cum inside me that I feel it stream down my ass in a river, onto my bedspread.

With a grunt, Quinn falls down onto the bed, barely holding himself up over me with one arm. His tongue lolls out as he pants, his hot breath covering my face.

“Fuck,” he mutters. He suddenly licks me from chin to forehead, and it makes my pussy flutter and shiver. He groans, dropping his big snout to the comforter above my head. “God damn, I’ve never felt anything like that.”

“Neither have I,” I say breathlessly, reaching around behind his head to stroke his fur. He moans and rubs against me. “Not in my whole life.”

We’re both still panting as the storm clears. Slowly and gently, Quinn pulls himself out, but it can’t be helped. I wince because this wasn’t completely without a price. The skin around my entrance must have torn a little, but I was too overcome by agonizing pleasure to notice at the time.

“I’m sorry,” Quinn says regretfully, and pulls my legs apart to see what damage he’s done. His huge tongue darts out, sweeping up my sensitive pussy, lapping up all of himself and me until I’m completely clean. Then he smooths the soft heel of his paw over it, sighing. “Damn. He’s going to be pissed.”

“Who?” I ask, sitting up as much as my exhausted body will allow.

“Leon.” When Quinn looks at me again, I find that he’s changing. His snout is receding, his fur disappearing to reveal human skin again. Quinn’s body shrinks, and it’s not long before he’s back to himself, his cock now quiet between his legs. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

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