Page 58 of Monsters and Beauties

I closed my eyes and bit my lip when his tail slid along the edge of my shirt, pushing it up slightly as he teased my midriff that he exposed.

An involuntary shiver moved through me and I told myself not to mewl like a kitten. I wouldn’t make a sound, couldn’t let him know how much I enjoyed this.

But why? Why couldn’t I enjoy this? Why couldn’t I just say screw everything and everyone and take this one thing for myself?

“My sweet, sweet Marcella. You feel so perfect against me. You’ll feel so good once I push my cock deep into your human body and claim you fully as mine.”

My head was fuzzy, euphoria filling me.

“You’re the best. No other female will ever compare to you. No other creature will ever be as important as you are to me.”

Don’t think about anything else but how good this feels. Don’t let his words and touch sway you in your plan to figure out a way to escape tomorrow.

I couldn’t control my breathing then. I didn’t even try. I let out a shuddering breath when he moved the tip of his tail along my hip, over my waist, and gently dragged it right under my breasts.

“Let me make you feel good.” Wolf ran his tongue over my cheek, and I moaned then. “Let me strip you bare and lick every single part of you until you’re writhing and begging me to finally fuck you.” He kept moving his tongue over the side of my throat painstakingly slowly.

It was more torture than arousal at this point.

His tongue was just so big and foreign, and he smelled and felt so damn good.

I was biting my lip repeatedly, so much so that the flesh was tender, that pain adding to my growing desire.

And when I felt his tail move back down and tease the crease between my thighs, I shamelessly parted them and allowed him access.

I wore pants, but I could feel the gentle brush of that hairy tail sliding lower, teasing my fabric-covered pussy. I needed more.

God help me, but I wanted more.

“Let me in,” he said in a baritone voice, and I made a sound that didn’t even seem like it could have ever come from me. It was a silent affirmation.

Do whatever you want. Just don’t stop.

Although I didn’t speak, I knew he knew fully that I was completely on board with this because, in the next second, he rose and started removing my clothing.

When I was completely naked in front of him, he just crouched on his haunches and stared at every single inch of me.For so long.

But I didn’t feel self-conscious, didn’t feel like covering myself from his appraisal.

Because the thing with Wolf was, he looked at every single part of my body like he was dying to touch it, to taste me, to memorize every dip and hollow, every curve and roll.

I could see in his body language that he hungered for me, and it was a powerful feeling.

“Your body was created for the rough fucking I want to give you.” He let his gaze travel down to my belly. “The perfect form to carry my big offspring.”

How could hearing him say such lewd things cause a visceral reaction inside of me?

Wolf reached out and started running his palms over my belly, squeezing my flesh, gripping the rolls I loved about myself.

“Look at this perfection.”

I gasped as I felt electricity spear right into my clit.

He was growling, his cock so hard that pre-cum was a steady drip from the crown and sliding along the underside before catching on the fur of his thighs.

“I want you to ask me for it, beg me to make you feel good.”

I hesitated, and he leaned in and bared his fangs.

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