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His hand found my pussy, running his fingers over my soft, virgin lips and my hairless dark mound, my pink pussy hinting at its existence just inside my mocha flesh. Now it was my turn to whimper as he rubbed my, stroking my slit, running his fingers up and down, up and down, once again, now in time with my stroking his cock. He matched his strokes to my strokes and when I sped up, he would speed up. When I slowed down, he would slow down.

Invariably, our passion built, as did our desire, and I find myself jacking his cock frantically, encouraging him to stroke me faster, feeling the pressure building in my pussy. Electricity shot throughout my body as I whimpered, my blood hot for him, my blood begging for him to enter me and take me hard. And I could feel from his cock that he wanted the same thing.

And suddenly, his massive wolfhood was erupting in my hand. He threw back his head and let out a howl, long streams of hot cum spurting out of the knotted tip of his cock and over my belly, onto my breasts.

I sank to my knees suddenly, and slid the tip of his cock into my mouth, catching the last few blasts of his wolf cum with my tongue. I bobbed my head obediently, licking and sucking what remained of his seed, swirling his softening cock in my mouth as he finished up.

“Oh, my fucking god…” he moaned, leaning against the shower wall.

“Feel free to finish me off,” I said with a coquettish smile, licking a droplet of his cum off my chin. In a moment, he had me up against the wall again and his fingers were on my pussy, rubbing and manipulating my clit, swirling his skilled digits around my pleasure nub as I moaned, thrashing under his arms.

He alternated between laying more of those vicious, devouring kisses on my lips and doing the same to my breasts. I would have bruises on them the next morning but damned if I cared right then and there. I wanted him to brutalize my body, conquer me, over and over.

It wasn’t long before he had me trembling, gripping his biceps hard, digging my nails into him hard enough to draw blood. I let out a whimpered sigh, and then shaped my mouth into a silent “O” of pleasure. My orgasm ripped through my body, maddeningly electric as I came onto his hand, my juices flowing like a creek in the woods.

“That’s it,” he grunted. “Now it’s your turn.”

“Fuck you,” I whimpered, though I wasn’t really sure why. I leaned against him as I came down from my orgasm, panting and scowling at the same time. We shared another kiss and then, he took the soap and began to wash himself. I ran my fingers over his soapy body, washing him, using this as an opportunity to explore him. My soapy fingers found their way underneath his arms and in between his legs, around his cock and his balls, along his ass and down his legs.

He, meanwhile, soaped up my tits and washed them, massaging my warm flesh. It felt incredible. After my orgasm, my body was even more sensitive, his touch even more arousing and electric. I wanted him to keep touching me like that, forever more.

I soaped up his cock, starting to stroke it all over again, my soapy hands sliding along his shaft. He let out one more of his growled moans.

“I hope you have plenty of stamina, wolfboy,” I whispered.

“You have no idea,” he growled back, thrusting his hips forward into my hands as I jacked him off. I used two hands at once, forming a tight channel for him to fuck, the soap acting as a lubricant for him, speeding his slide along my palms.

Before long, his cock was twitching again, throbbing with urgent desire.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he muttered. He groaned, suddenly, leaning against me as his cum erupted from his cock once again, spraying over my belly. I continued to jack him, as if I were milking him, squeezing ever last drop of his wolfcum out of his long shaft.

We finished in the shower and rinsed off, sharing once last kiss before he stalked out of the room. I felt woozy. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, glistening and naked, a bit of cum somehow still on my tits. I slid my finger along the cum, wicking it onto my finger and then slurping it up.

After drying off, I found him waiting for me in the bed. I knew, immediately, what he wanted. I strode over to the bed with purpose.

He sat on the edge of the bed, long cock already hard. I knelt between his legs and tentatively kissed the tip of his cock. He slid a hand into my thick hair and I felt his strong, wolf fingers press me down to his cock. He seemed to want to impale my face right on his dick but I had other ideas. First, I dipped my head down to his balls, taking his sack in my mouth and slurping them, rolling them with my mouth, licking and nipping at them. This, I was pleased to note, brought several sighs, several moans from his lips.

His hips bucked a little bit as I worked over his balls, and I could only imagine what else he wanted to be doing with his cock right at that very moment…

Then, I licked up his shaft, ever so slowly, ever so deliciously, nipping along the way, suckling his hot skin. I wanted to make him moan, making him beg for this.

“Tia, fuck,” he growled. “Fucking suck my cock already.”

“Bad doggie,” I said with a grin.

“I’ll show you a bad doggie…” he muttered and suddenly, he was standing, his full height, and he pressed his huge cock against my lips, gripping me by the hair. I had no choice, under the strength of his assault, but to open my mouth as wide as I could and let him slide his cock in.

I let out a strangled yelp as his massive cock slid through my mouth and, oh my god, down my throat. I was choking on it but I kept my cool as best I could, starting to bob on it, trying to time my bobs with his thrusts as he began to literally fuck my face. With each thrust, his cock invaded my throat, pressing down into me, mouth quivering around his cock, my tongue doing its best to keep up, its best to swirling its way around his flesh and pleasure him further.

“That’s a good little girl,” he grunted. “Am I being a good doggie now?” He punctuated this last question with a particularly vicious thrust into my mouth. I felt tears coming to my eyes but I continued to bob my head.

I wasn’t about to let him see me be uncomfortable and besides, I was kind of beginning to like this roughness. I liked the way he could dominate me, the way he could take away all control in an instant and there was nothing, absolutely nothing, that I could do about it. I liked being with him and holding onto the knowledge that he could do whatever he wanted to me. It made every single moment more exciting, knowing that he had complete control over me.

Suddenly, his cock began to twitch in my mouth and I knew what was coming. I braced myself for it and his throbbing, swollen red member did not disappoint, spilling stream after stream of sticky hot wolf cum into my awaiting mouth.

I did my best to swallow it as it streamed in, gulping it down. He was salty and sour and it was a taste I wanted more of.

I sucked his cum down as best I could as he continued to thrust into my mouth. More tears fell from my eyes, as much from pleasure as from the uncomfortable feeling of having my throat fucked hard and then a sudden, hot load of cum shot deep into it.

“My god,” he moaned, his cock sliding out of my mouth with a pop. I had only a few moments to gasp before he picked me up and put me on the bed, on my hands and knees. Uh-oh, I thought. What could be coming next?

Much to my pleasant surprise, he spread my legs wide, and I felt his tongue—his long, wolf-like tongue—running along my inner thighs, stroking my tender skin, teasing me and driving me wild. I let out a happy moan and pressed my naked hips back and towards his face. This, I could get used to.

“Oh, god, please, you know what I want, lick me right there, right there, Frost,” I moaned.

“Right where?” he asked, a teasing note in his voice.

“Shut up, you know what I want!” I all but yelled at him, thrusting my ass back and into his face. I felt, finally, his wolf tongue run over my pussy, slide over my hot, wet mound and over my wet pussy lips, invading my nether lips and digging inside. I let out a happy sigh.

This was incredible. The feeling of that hot, wet tongue in my hole, going in deep, exploring—actually exploring, as if it were on an expedition into a strange foreign land—it drove me crazy. It made me want to scream and I think I did a few times.

Now, his tongue found its way down to my clit and began to lash it hard, without letting up, up and down over my clit, ruthlessly teasing and tonguing it. He found a steady rhythm that he could keep up, applying the perfect amount of pressure and I began to moan and pant in time with his tongue, each stroke sending shockwaves of delight throughout my entire body.

I could feel my juices dripping down my legs, as if I were leaking.

“Oh, god, please, Frost, please, make me cum,” I moaned for him.

“What do I get in return if I make you cum?” he asked. I could hear that same teasing note in his voice and it enraged me as much as it aroused me, made me want to get on top of him or under him or some combination thereof.

“You can mount me and fuck me. You can make me your mate. You can put your wolf cock in me,” I moaned, absolutely breathless. “Just please, please, don’t tease me. Make me cum.”

“Your wish is my command, my sweet Tia,” he said with mock formality. His tongue continued to work over my clit but gradually sped up and suddenly, I found myself on the verge.

It was only a few more seconds before I spiraled over the edge, cumming hard, my juices flowing and my moans morphing into something more like screams as I clutched hard at the bed and squeezed my eyes shut. My hips shook. My thighs shook. Everything seemed to shake as I came.

I all but collapsed on the bed but Frost wasn’t done with me. Not by a long shot. I felt his hard, knotted cock at my pussy and slowly, it began to slide in. I let out a moan as he took my virginity. I’d let him know afterwards what he’d done, I decided.

As he pressed into me, I felt the knot in his cock stretch me out especially wide. I realized that if he got it inside of me, I wouldn’t be able to get off him. He would have total control over me and I would be helpless—I’d have to just take everything he gave me.

The idea turned me on so much that I reached behind me and spread my ass cheeks wider, letting him press himself in all the way. I all but screamed as his knotted forced its way inside of me and as it did, my pussy closed around it, squeezing him tight. It was incredible—way different than my hairbrush had ever felt when I was in middle school.

Now, I felt his animalistic side take over. He let out a howl and began to pound me, his hips colliding with mine. God, but he fucked me hard. I felt like he was ripping me apart. His fingers dug into my shoulders and he sank his teeth into the back of my neck as he rode me, his hips pounding me, driving that huge cock into me, the knot massaging my pussy walls as it drove into me.

I wanted nothing more than for him to cum and be done with it but at the same time, I wanted this moment to last forever, to exist forever under him as his mate and his bitch. I let out a scream and I realized, against all odds, that I was cumming again—somehow, his knot had built up the pleasure in my pussy, brought me up to and over the edge and I felt my body shaking, convulsing and my pussy lips throbbing, as much from my orgasm as from the hard and vicious pounding they were taking.

He let out another howl and his cock twitched inside of me. I felt his wolf seed invade me, fill me up, his hot load spilling into my cunt, a dam bursting and washing over parched ground.

My pussy squeezed him, milking the last few drops of seed out of his cock as he finished spraying his load into me. My insides felt warm and almost bruised, sticky with his cum but very, very happy.

With a loud pop, he slid his wolfhood out of me. Cum dribbled down my legs as I collapsed into the bed for a second time.

He picked me up in those strong arms that moved me effortlessly wherever he wanted me. He pulled the covers back and tucked me right in before taking his place next to me. I leaned my face into his shoulders, into the warmth of his neck, taking in his intoxicating scent as sleep overtook me. I molded my body to his while his strong arms engulfed me.

There, in the darkness, sleep took us both.