Page 275 of Evil Hearts

“I love your mom.” I beam at him with a massive smile that could put Chip Skylark to shame and bounce on the balls of my feet.

He looks at me like I’ve gone mad and I just giggle even more and grab his hand. He barely resists as I clutch him and race with zero speed due to the metric ton I’m attempting to drag with me. My mind zigs and zags with all of the possibilities but for now I just want to get him to my room.

Where I saw him first.

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“This is weird.”He complains from the end of the hall.

”You’re an eight foot wolf man with braids in his mane. Of course it’s weird.” I roll my eyes and swing my feet from my place at the end of my bed. “I just want you to understand that night from my perspective.” I explain.

“Hey!” He grasps his braid defensively and points at me. “Resheph likes to braid hair and if you think you won’t have plaits all over from now on you’re delusional. He hasfourarms, you can’t fight him off!”

“I happen to adore the braid.Andhis four arms.” I put my hands up in surrender. “I find all of you irresistible. And that first night was no exception. You were right there, in the spot where the street light comes down through the skylight. You’d stood to your full height, I’d almost thought a dog had gotten in.” He chuffs and I smirk at him. “The closer you got, the more I realized I’d somehow been missing you.”

A beat of silence and then a seriousness falls over us.

“Ebon had been here a few nights before and I still considered that he had only been a dream. I was just starting to let go of the idea of him and there you were. A voracious predator here to eat me up.” I let my lascivious thoughts seep into my voice, hoping to speed things along because as always while in their presence I cannot stand my lust for long.

“You saw me, likethat?” I hear him swallow as he takes an eager step forward.

“Very much so.” I nod gravely. “And how cruel, that I had to pretend you weren’t here? I just knew, something told me if I let it be known I would never see you again. And that wouldn’t do. So I had to be patient. An awful thing.”

“Awful.” He agrees as his tail wags behind him.

“Didn’t you smell it though?” I ask. “With that mighty nose of yours, myneed?”

“Didn’t I?” He asks and clears his throat, shaking himself out of a trance. ‘Um, no. No I didn’t.”

“Hmm. Shame.” I spread my legs slowly and lean back on my hands. “And now?” I’m already panting, ready to shred away my clothes and have him rutting into me.

I see him shudder with what I hope is the last of his restraint. He takes the last few steps into the room and to the edge of the bed. I feel waves of heat and chilled air take turns against my skin in the narrow space between us. His chest expands and that crimson blush inside blooms with his deep breath.

“Divine.” He snarls and I feel my pussy quivering at what those vibrations could do for her.

I sit up to remove my shirt, only now realizing how ridiculous I’ve looked this whole time in my 5X T covered in photos of Gordon Ramsey and fluffy socks with grippy paw prints, fitting, on the bottoms. My hair hasn’t been brushed and sits in various tangles all over. I beam at him because honestly, we’re a match.

Two wild creatures ready to be lost in each other.

With my shirt gone, I’m in mylacypanties he snaps on my hip with another wolfish chuff, and my socks. Tits up with a smile and an eagerness to please. No reservations.

“You’re so pretty.” He strokes my face with a claw and my shoulders rise in a girlish squee at the cutesy term.

“And horny.” I sigh dreamily and he sputters and blinks. “I’m very forward, Ismael. You’ll learn this.” He nods placatingling and drags that claw between my breasts and over each of my nipples until each are vulgar points.

Forget breathless. I’m already seeing stars and we haven’t even started. Give me another one of those time jumps and wake me up with him balls deep please! But don’t. I’m loving this.

“So soft.” He groans.

His free hand drops to his groin and palms, what I can see is a generous erection. Although,helooks a bit baffled by it. My hips shift imagining what it must feel like gliding through my slickened slit and I mewl with want.

“Touch it?” He asks pleadingly, like he wants us to explore this new thing together or not at all.

The words are barely out and I’m on my knees before him reaching for the fastening on his pants.

“Are these-” lace, they’re made of lace. What I had seen underneathwashim.Fascinating. I release the delicate tie holding them and they fall away silently into a pool at his feet.

I didn’t dare have expectations, I won’t for any of them, but I didn’t think I would see an entirely human penis attached to this massive wolfish man. Well, mostly, it’s still that crushed velvet and cool to the touch with resonating heat beneath. I stroke it with reverence and bathe in the sounds that seep from him as I do.

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