Page 110 of Jagged Souls
And I do not consent.
She’s lying on a bed. There are men around her, ready to have intercourse with her. Two of them start to shift into their wolf forms. She can hear the cracking of their bones and their grunts of pain.
My name is Micha Shadow.
She shivers in anticipation. Her vagina throbs in desire. Her legs tingle, already close to the edge of an orgasm. Her nipples are hard and sensitive. Her eyes are closed, her lips parted as she pants.
My best friend is Dayne Killeen-McCarthy.
Two large strong hands grab her hips, and she tries to spread her legs in invitation, but the werewolf ignores them as he flips her over. He’s so strong. She’s just a toy to him, and he easily positions her how he wants her. At the edge of the bed, on her knees, her ass in the air, her face pressed into the fresh sheets.
I have a sister called Lou.
His penis lines up with her labia. She pushes against him on a moan, begging for him to enter her.
I will survive this.
He pushes in slowly, his clawed hands squeezing her hips. She arches downwards as he fills her up, moaning and panting. Her vagina pulses around his penis. Her nipples ache. It’s not going to take much for her to come, the V in her blood running hot.
My name is Micha Shadow.
He rocks inside her, and she’s never felt more full. Due to the V, her insides have moved and changed to accommodate him. The original g-spot has grown three times as large and become more sensitive. Another one’s been created where the head of his penis hammers into her.
My best friend is Dayne Killeen-McCarthy.
He moves inside her slowly, leisurely, and she twists and moans beneath him. She wants this. Is hungry for this.
I have a sister called Lou.
She pushes back onto him, wanting, needing more. She’s on the verge of her orgasm. Her vagina kegels around him. He grunts above her, a primal wolf. An animal. His speed picks up.
I will survive this.
A clawed hand presses down on her back. Her face is forced into the sheets, making her gluteal more prominent. She curls her phalanges into the fabric as he picks up speed.
My name is Micha Shadow.
He rams into her. She starts to scream. The pleasure that is rushing through her is so fucking intense. She’s a dirty little slut. A willing participant. A cheater.
She has a husband who loves her, who is trying to save her. The scream he emitted in the Plane of Monsters erupts in her ears, that heartbroken cry, that desperate yell of pain and misery. She tenses.
But only for a second.
My best friend is Dayne Killeen-McCarthy.
She wants that dick. She’s a bitch in heat. She ruts him hard, sliding up and down his cock without shame even as tears run down her cheeks.
I have a sister called Lou.
His knot grows inside her, pressing on her pleasure spots and signaling that he’s about to come. But she beats him to it. Her body shaking, she squirts all over him. It runs down her legs, soaking his hairy balls.
I will survive this.
She hates herself.
My name is Micha Shadow.
He comes in her, filling her up and making her stomach swell due to the magic of the V. Her growing belly presses against the sheets.
