Page 73 of Seduced By the Werewolves

“Perfect,” he says, sliding his hips down so they’re resting at the juncture of my thighs. His cock is alert and seeping with his excitement, the excitement he carefully hides behind his stern face. But I want to see him come undone again, to go wild.

So I wrap my hand around his cock, then circle his hips with my legs and pull him toward me. He enters me in one wet, fluid motion, and Eli gasps, gripping the blankets tight in his hands.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans, his way eased by all the cum Leon left inside me. He fills me up on that first thrust, burying himself in me. His dark eyes are even darker now, consumed by the black pupil at the center. He turns his head away, like seeing my face is too much for him.

“Eli,” I say quietly as he withdraws, then slides in slowly, firmly, as far in as he can before his knot meets my entrance. “Look at me.”

I hold a hand to his cheek as he glides into me again, and he lifts his eyes to meet mine. There are so many deep, soft emotions in them as he continues his progress, his knot pushing me apart with each thrust, that I have to hug him tight against me.

“Tiff.” He leans his forehead against mine and sighs as we join again. “You feel amazing. Like nothing else in the world.”

Those dark eyes remain fixed on me as he leads me slowly, like a horse to water, toward my orgasm. With each gentle stroke, his thick knot asks me to spread wider and wider, one millimeter at a time.

“Yes,” Eli murmurs, caging my head in his arms. He kisses me hard and deep while that thick, fat bulge slides farther into me. “You’re taking me so beautifully.”

“Are you ready for Eli’s knot?” Leon asks, pushing a curl of hair away from my face while Eli gently, slowly fucks me. “Can you let all of him inside you?”

I nod rapidly, eagerly, and Eli moans as even more of him pushes through. The stretch feels like heaven, and it’s lifting me higher and higher into the sky, gentle as a hot-air balloon.

“Little rabbit,” he whispers, kissing my cheeks, my nose. “I can’t wait for you to come apart.”

At last, he eases through, and then his whole knot is encased in me. When he moans, it’s a full-throated sound.

“Ah, Eli!” I cry out as he reels his hips back to pull his knot free, then buries it inside me a second time. Then a third time.

“Good girl,” Leon croons, wiping some sweat from my forehead as Eli continues his slow, steady thrusts. “Now come around his cock. Drench him.”

My voice is stolen from me as my body obeys. This orgasm is bottomless and full of love, just like Eli is. My cry is trapped in my throat as he sends me flying off the edge. I cling tight as he tenses up above me, trying to push through my climax, but I can tell by his open mouth that he’s failing.

He buries his face in my neck, pumping his hips furiously as he empties everything inside me. I writhe as he jams himself in one more time, my pussy clamping down hard around his knot.

Finally, Eli collapses, barely holding up his big chest with one arm. I squeeze him close in the embrace of my legs, relishing the feel of him stuck in me, all his warm cum still inside me. He traces my cheek with his hand, and a sigh of contentment tickles my face.

“I’m glad I could have you like this,” he says, just for me. “I want to be with you in all the ways I can.”

“Damn,” Quinn says. Gently, Eli peels us apart, and Quinn, in his big, brown werewolf form, is watching us hungrily from the floor beyond the bed—and stroking the huge, pink cock that extrudes from the furry pouch around his big balls. “That… that was…” He groans as he strokes faster. “So fucking hot.”

Poor Quinn, the inexperienced and sexual creature that he is, has been waiting for so long. Eli gives me a knowing smirk.

“Do you want Quinn’s big werewolf cock?” he asks me. “Have I loosened you up enough for him?”

I nod furiously. “He’ll fit.” Just thinking about it, I clench around Eli, and he squeezes the flesh of my shoulder with his teeth.

“Do that and I’ll have to fuck you again,” he mutters. Eventually, when his knot comes down, he slides out of me. A warm gush follows it.

“Thank you,” he says. “For trusting us enough to come here. For being with me.” With a final kiss, he helps me up. “Now I think someone is waiting for you.”

Quinn is sitting on the floor, his tail wagging wildly, his cock thick and heavy. When I open my arms to him, he leaps onto the bed on top of me.

“Tiff,” he hums, licking my face. Dribbles of his cum fall to my belly. “God, babe, I need to be inside you. Please.”

I kiss the tip of his nose. “I’d love that.”

With a snarl, Quinn grabs me around the middle with two firm, clawed paws and throws me onto my belly on the bed. I let out a squeak as he grips my hips and pulls me up onto my knees so my ass is in the air in front of him. He groans, kneading my generous flesh in his claws.

“Oh, fuck.” The slippery head of his huge cock is already nudging at my opening. He slips in easily, thanks to Eli’s knot widening me, and those claws dig even deeper. “You feel incredible.”

Quinn pants, his slobber falling onto my shoulder as he tries desperately to hold himself back.

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