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Story: Fawn
Maybe he has changed his mind?
Maybe he is going to hand me over to the stag shifter he mentioned and who I had forgotten about until now. Wolf is an alpha, after all, and I’m nothing but a little doe and not very fierce. He must have a line of shifter females waiting for him in Blackrock village, all too willing to sate his lust.
“You are in your head again, lass,” he says, but the amusement in his voice settles some of the anxiety.
His eyes are on me, and mine on him. The air thickens between us. He has said he will claim me. I have dreamed of this for such a long time that I struggle to accept the truth.
He leans forward, bracing over me, his big warm body sliding up against mine until his cock, hard and full of intent, grinds against my ass.
One hand grasps my hair, arching my neck.
My gasp is swallowed as his mouth lowers over mine.
Wolf
I am losing my mind. She felt fucking tight, and I am fuckingbig and harder than I have been in my life. That I have already spilled my seed does not come close to taking the edge off. It is too fucking late. I cannot hope to stop now. I want to inhale her, imprint myself upon her, mark her all over her sweet body, and bathe her womb with my seed.
We are both breathing heavily when I can drag my lips from her. Pretty brown eyes gaze up at me. “This will be rough on you, but there is no hope for it. You are too fucking perfect, and my need is too great.”
Her aroused scent rises. All I can think about is her slick cunt and the weak taste of it I just lapped from my fingers. I tumble her over onto her back, spread her thighs, and lower my head between them.
She squeaks and slams her hands down over her pussy.
At my low growl, she snatches her hands away. “Oh! What are you doing? Again?!”
Her pretty face is flushed bright pink. I need to remind myself that she is innocent because I made fucking sure no bastard sniffed around. “This is a natural occurrence between a wolf and his mate.” I like the sound of that word on my tongue. “I should like nothing better than to feast on your slick, tasty pussy, to nibble and lick you until you come. Do you want to come like that, Fawn? Want me to kiss your pretty pussy until you make a little mess for me?”
Her jaw hangs slack, and her breathing turns choppy. I take this as her agreement. A deep purr emanates from my chest when I note how puffy and slick she is. “So pretty,” I rumble before lowering my head for a lick.
“Goddess!” she mumbles as I fall upon her like the beast I am.
With my hands upon her hips, I open her up and dedicate myself to cleaning her filthy cunt all up. I lap slick from the tops of her thighs, all around her swollen folds, and then I lick aroundher fat little clit until she whimpers and fists my hair.Delicious—pulling her closer, I lap her sticky juices from the source.
She comes panting and gasping and nearly scalping me.
I do not let that stop me, nor her twitching and begging that she can take no more. She assuredly can take a lot more and will before I am done.
Tightening my hold, I get my fingers all up inside her and continue feasting for my pleasure.
Fawn
I fear I might expire with the pleasure Wolf wrests so easily from me. When he said it was natural for a wolf to like to do this, I did not understand how much. I’m so sensitive. Every touch is like a thousand butterflies dancing over my most intimate place. One big hand has reached up to toy with my nipple. With the other, he works his fingers mercilessly deep into my pussy. My pleasure rolls over me, the sensation colliding and carrying away my mind.
“Please, Wolf. I need cock. I cannot bear it. I must be claimed.”
He surges up, crowding over me, my resplendent male.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs before lowering his mouth to my breast.
My nipple is tight and swollen where he has petted it, and as he sucks gently, my back arches off the forest floor. His lips pop off, and he nuzzles the side of my breast before sucking hard on the flesh. It aches, but it also makes my pussy throb and builds a strange wild urgency in me. Wolf is marking me. This is part of the claiming, part of making me his.
But I want more.
I kick out, scratch, and groan with frustration.
Head lifting, he pins me with a look that makes my breath catch in my chest. He is all male, powerful, and a shifter with a high standing in the pack. If he seeks to claim me, I likewise seek to claim him lest a pack lass set her sights upon him.
He rises, big, ruddy cock bouncing and pointing straight at me.
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