Page 10 of The Wolf

“She did,” Julia confirms with a heavy sigh. “Hours ago. It’s after dinner already,” she adds, taking a step closer, and I can see the flicker of desperate hunger in her eyes. “I want you back now,” her tone laced with an undeniable yearning.

I swallow hard, crazy over how clingy she is. “I’m sorry, my love, I didn’t realize it’s been so long.”

She glides around the throne, and after squeezing herself between my legs, stops just in front of me, her gaze unwavering.

“Julia…” I start, but the words falter as she leans closer. The soft, light fabric of her robe falls off her shoulders, exposing her freckled porcelain skin. Her sweet scent envelops me—a heady blend of her natural warmth with gourmand vanilla and the clean trace of her raw flesh. It’s intoxicating. I can feel the heat rising within me.

“Let me show you how much I missed you,” she whispers, her breath warm against my neck.

“Now?” My voice is a mix of surprise and intrigue.

She nods, running her teeth across her bottom lip. “Why not? You look so hot right here.” Without waiting for my response, she presses her body against mine, igniting a fire within me that I can no longer ignore.

I lean back in my seat, caught between my duty and the overwhelming pull of desire. Her fingers trace across mystomach, sending electric shocks through me, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that makes my heart race.

“You need this as much as I do,” she states, and I cannot argue with that. I also make no move to hide my growing furry bulge.

With a seductive twinkle in her eyes, Julia steps back, creating a distance that feels almost unbearable. Letting her robe drop to the floor, she strips to expose all her naked glory, and a loud moan of appreciation escapes me. Smiling wickedly, she brings her hands up to her chest and caresses her breasts, heavy and swollen, rolling the hard, pink nipples between her fingers. At the same time, she sways her voluptuous hips from side to side, the gentle motion hypnotic, making the world outside our bubble no longer exist.

“Do you like what you see?” she teases me in a sultry voice, slowly spinning for me and presenting her plump, inviting ass—just to make me go fucking wild before turning back around.

“You know I do,” I reply, my voice thick with passion I can’t—nor do I want to—hold back anymore.

Once more, she closes the distance between us, and I watch her delicious curves in motion. My balls tighten in the sac as my cock jerks up and emerges from its sheath, inch by inch, stiffening into a hard erection that demands her attention.

“Then let yourself enjoy it,” she coaxes, her soft body brushing against mine as she falls to her knees at the foot of my throne.

5.

King

Glancing up at me with her sparkling bedroom eyes, she runs her hands up my furry thighs, her breath hitches with excitement.

“So eager to worship me, aren’t you?” I chuckle, a deep but playful rumble echoing around us.

“Mmmm, always.” She wets her lips seductively.

“You’re so beautiful on your knees for me. Look at what you did to me.” My dick flexes above her eye level, a drop of pre-cum glistening at the slanted tip. “Is this what you wanted?” I ask, my tone low and imposing.

“Yes.”Her dainty fingers wander along my length, tracing the engorged veins pulsing under her touch.

“Go on,” I encourage as I recline on my throne to get closer. “I can see how much you crave this wolf cock.”

Her palm circles my shaft, not nearly able to close around me, pulling back my sheath and revealing the girthy base. While my knot isn’t fully formed yet, it’s swelling fast, deepening from pink to a flushed red as all the blood in my body seems to rushright there. Cupping my aching balls in her other hand, she gives my dick a few slow strokes, and it’s not long before my arousal leaks down the underside.

“Eyes on me,” I order, and she meets my gaze, her pupils wide with desire and submission. “Open that pretty mouth for me.”

Julia happily obliges. Her pouty lips part, and her hands drop to her lap. I grip the base of my thick shaft, the velvety skin slick and heated, and I position it toward her. I brush the tip along the seam of her lips, smearing my pre-cum. I feel her tongue teasing my head wetly, moving in deliberate circles as she tastes me.

“Take me in,” I instruct, watching as she leans forward with enthusiasm.

Once she wraps her lips tightly around my girth, her warmth and softness envelop me, but I feel her struggle to accommodate my size. The primal thrill of having her kneeling before me so obediently with her mouth full of my dick sets me on fire.

“That’s it, good girl,” I praise her, tangling my claws in her hair, guiding her farther down my now quivering shaft.

I watch her face, the way her eyes widen while she adjusts to my thickness. But there’s a determination in her stare as she fights to take me in completely, and her commitment only heightens my passion.

“Oh, suck my cock, baby. Show me how much you want to make me feel good,” I rasp, my voice dripping with lustful hunger.

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