Page 48 of Monsters and Beauties

And then he was completely erect. His cock was human-like, but not.

Wolf’s girth was as thick as my wrist, and the length had to be half of my forearm. His foreskin hung over the crown of the head slightly, but I could make out the outline of the crest underneath. And he was already dripping copious amounts of pre-cum that fell to his muscular, furry thighs.

“The longer you stare, the harder I’ll get.”

He was watching me with clear heat behind his black eyes.

“I have to pee,” I blurted out and stood, my knees wobbling as I sucked in a deep breath, trying in vain—and failing—to act like I didn’t just watch his dick come out of that furry pocket above his huge balls.

Apprehension had me edging away from him and toward the cave entrance, my hands on the rocky wall behind me. Because the truth was, I needed something to keep me stable and grounded.

But he wasn’t letting me put too much distance between us as he followed me out, his still hard cock bouncing slightly from his steps.

Once at the mouth of the cave, I turned and took a few more steps away from it before stopping and sucking in a lungful of the chilly night air. A shiver moved through me. I tried everything to feel a semblance of normalcy again.

Have I ever really felt “normal”?

I could feel Wolf right behind me, but I didn’t turn around. His presence was the most tangible thing I’d ever felt.

I wrapped my arms around my waist, the act an involuntary reaction that had nothing to do with the chill, and everything to do with how I heard him come closer, how I found his body heat blanketing me.

How I smelled that familiar scent that I couldn’t quite place until…

My pulse picked up as the realization finally settled in me. I had to tilt my head back so I could look into his face, and before I knew it, Wolf was lowering his upper body so his face was right in front of mine.

His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, and I swore he smiled.

“You were in my room,” I whispered. “The way you smell… it was you.”

He didn’t respond, didn’t deny or confirm it. He let me go after I took a step back.

“I saw you. I wanted you. So I took you,” he said again, so clearly, so matter-of-factly, it was infuriating.

“There’s this little thing called consent, Wolf—”

The sound that left him had the rest of what I was about to say dying on my tongue.

“Say that again.”

Was he serious? “Fuck you, buddy.” Again, he made that sound, and I felt the vibrations all the way through my body.

“Say that again, too.” His teeth flashed as he smiled. The bastard. “In fact, say them both in the same sentence. Say, ‘fuck me, Wolf’.”

“You’re a beast and a pervert.” I felt my eyes widen as the words spilled from my mouth on their own.

His eyes became hooded as he inhaled again.

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?” He was staring at my mouth as he asked the question.

“Keep… smelling me.”

His gaze slowly trailed back up my face so he could look into my eyes. “Because your scent is so good, Little Bird. Your pussy smells so sweet when you get wet.”

My face felt like it was on fire.

“I’m not… I’m not aroused.” I swallowed the thick lump in my throat and moved a step back. He followed me.

---