Page 49 of The Wolf

I growl in response, the sound vibrating deep in my chest as I move lower, dragging my tongue across her collarbone, down her breasts, savoring every inch of her skin. She shudders beneath me as I move lower, following the soft curve of her body, reaching her navel. I dip it inside, tickling her gently, then stop, hovering for a moment.

My eyes flick up to hers, watching the mix of vulnerability and desperation in her gaze. “Open your legs,” I command, the words falling from my throat like an irresistible force. Obediently, her luscious thighs part for me, and I guide them farther apart. My sharp claws graze her creamy skin as I growl, “Wider. Let me see all of you.”

Julia obliges without hesitation, the heat of her body inviting me closer. I slide down her body, staring obsessively at her lovely pink pussy—so juicy that it gleams with her arousal—as I deeply inhale the sweet, heady scent.

“Fuck, baby… Do you have any idea what you do to me?” I pant, my voice heavy with lust. “You turn me on so much it drives me fucking insane. I can’t get enough of you.”

Leaning my head, my tongue flicks out, wandering across her inner thigh. My senses flare—the heat between her legs, the tremor of her body, the taste of her flesh, the soft gasps from her parted lips. All of it is everything I’ve ever craved. I could die between her legs, and I’d die knowing heaven.

The sight of her like this—open, exposed, completely mine—sends a surge of proprietorial greed coursing through me.

“This sexy body,” I growl, my voice rough with possession, “ismine. This pussy ismine. Every scream, every moan, every drop of you belongs tome. Do you understand?” As she trembles, I bite softly at her thigh. “Say it, Julia. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Alex.”

Not wasting any second longer, I place a long, teasing stroke through the wet slit of her cunt. She responds immediately, her hips bucking up after the sensation, yearning more.

“You taste so irresistible,” I whisper. “I’ll never stop wanting you. Never. You’re mineforever.”

She peers down at me through half-lidded, glazed eyes and smiles. Her legs quiver beneath my touch as I hold them apart, my claws gripping her thighs firmly but carefully, keeping her steady.

I lower my head further, my wide jaws grazing the sensitive skin of her puffy pussy lips as I bury myself between her legs. My tongue laps at her slick folds, delving deeper as I feast on her, moving with primal intent. My full focus is on her pleasure. She’s everything to me.

Julia’s body reacts to each deliberate stroke, her body writhes under my assault, and I tighten my grip, pinning her down as I continue to ravish her.

“Do you feel how wet you are?” I murmur against her flesh. “This pretty little pussy knows exactly who it belongs to, doesn’t it?”

A louder moan escapes her at my words, and I smirk. My sharp fangs sink in the delicate flesh of her mound, as I concentrate entirely on her dripping core. After a few circular laps around her opening, I slip inside her hot wetness, purring deep in my chest. The flat surface of my tongue drags over her inner walls, pressing and curling as it laps up her arousal. Every movement draws soft cries and gasps from her, the sounds spurring me on as I thrust my tongue deeper, tasting her heat, her need, everything she is.

She tenses, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure begin building deep within her. Her breath is coming out in quick, shallow gasps now. Her hands grip the sheets tightly,her knuckles white as she tries to ground herself against the overwhelming sensations.

“Yes, right there!” she squeals. “God, your tongue is so deep… I can feel it everywhere! Oh, you’re so amazing at this.”

I growl, low and guttural, the vibrations sending a shiver through her already hypersensitive body. I gaze at her as I plunge in and out of her—her chest rising and falling rapidly, her lips parted, the way her eyes flutter closed for a moment before snapping open to keep watching me.

Her pussy clenches at the lewd view, her thighs tremble in my grasp, and I know she’s close. My long tongue keeps devouring her, far from gentle, interchangeably dragging over her swollen, pulsing clit before delving back into her throbbing entrance. Her breath hitches, and I feel the tension coiling in her belly, tight and electric, ready to snap.

“Alex,” she gasps, her voice strained, her body arching as if trying to escape and press closer to me all at once. “It’s too intense. I can’t take it! Oh, you’re going to make me lose my mind…”

I don’t stop. My relentless tongue pushes her higher, pulling her to the edge until she has no choice but to let go. I can feel her tightening around me, the rhythm of her breath picking up, and then—she comes. Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, crashing through her as she cries out my name, her body jerking violently beneath me. The hot rush of her release floods my tongue, soaking me as I continue to lap at her cunt, dragging out her pleasure with an unquenchable thirst.

“Fuck!” she moans louder. “I can’t… God! It feels amazing… Oh, baby…”

Baby.

Even now, even in this form.

Pleased, I groan, lifting my head slightly, just enough to watch her through hooded eyes. I drink her sweet release still,craving every last drop, every reaction she gives me as her pussy contracts rhythmically.

Her thighs spasm uncontrollably, trying to close around my head, as the shocks roll through her, one after another, like tremors following an earthquake. Her hands clutch my fur desperately instead of sheets, twisting it in her little fists, and her body keeps convulsing. Each aftershock makes her whimper louder, her hips twitching as I stay right between her legs, savoring her wholly.

At last, her body turns limp and she sinks into the mattress. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, her skin glistening with sweat, her body still quaking from the force of her release. Her eyes flutter open, and she looks down at me, her expression a mixture of exhaustion and disbelief at the intensity of what she’s just experienced.

“Beautiful,” I grunt, my voice low and rough, still thick with my own need as I lick her slowly once more, my tongue tasting the last tremors of her ecstasy.

She giggles gently, her hands caressing the fur on the back of my neck. “Nobody can eat pussy like you do, my King.”

I pull back, my breathing ragged, eyes fixed on her flushed, glowing face. “You’re lucky nobody else ever will then.”

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