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Mating Wolf.

Seven.

The agreement to leave the pack.

Petunia’s tearful goodbye.

Wolf growls against my pussy, like he senses my thoughts have drifted.

I don’t know how that is possible when he is feasting upon me in half-shifted beast form… and Seven is undoubtedly closeby or might return to the small camp we made last night at any moment.

“Oh!” Heat floods my cheeks. My fingers instinctively tighten over the fur at his scruff lest he take his wicked tongue away. I remember him curling around me, his wolf body protective, sensing Seven watching from the other side of the small fire, Wolf’s purr rumbling.

Only what if Seven… “Seven?”

Wolf’s big tongue dips so deeply that my eyes cross.

“Wolf,” I squeak, losing grasp of my fleeting concerns as his large, agile tongue gets everywhere. “I am going to….ummnnn!” Nonsense spews from my lips. My hips rock, and my pussy spasms in tight waves that have me seeing stars.

I lie, panting as I come down. I’m too sensitive, and I want him to stop… I also don’t want him to stop. I twitch and fist his fur and finally wrest him off.

With a low growl, he surges over me. Snatching my fingers from his fur, he pins my wrists above my head against the forest floor. “There, that is much better,” he rumbles around his beastly jaws. “Now you cannot interfere.”

A wicked gleam lights his eyes as he leans down and takes a big lick from the underside of my breast all the way to my nipple. He repeats on the other side. His tongue lashes the tip, which grows hard and sensitive, and now I want to come again.

“Oh!” As I glance down, I can see where his beastly rod pushes fully from the sheath. It is bright pink and massive, bigger than his human cock, with a bulge on either side near the base—his knot. My mouth is watering… I wonder if I can…

He shifts, and where the beast was, is a man.

“You are not ready yet, Fawn,” he says.

My thoughts surge and scatter as I try to process what just happened—what he said.

So Wolf will mate me in that form? I had heard rumors... Still, this is a new and unexpected development. “You want to mate me like that?”

He cups my cheek, drawing my eyes to his. “Only if you choose.”

I gulp. “But you do want me in that form?”

He nods. “It is the way for my wolf to bond with you. Mating my beast form will allow him to connect with you.”

I fidget beneath him as I consider his huge, pink cock and the arresting bulges of his knot. “I like your beast form very much.”

He smirks. “My filthy, lusty little Fawn. How did I get so lucky?” He kisses me, soft and lingering, and grinds the underside of his cock against my sensitive clit.

A twig snaps loudly.

Followed by an enthusiasticwoof.

I twist to find Seven on the other side of the cold campfire, Blue at his side.

Huge antlers suddenly sprout from Seven’s head.

“Goddess!” I mutter, twisting even further so I can get a better look.

Wolf growls. He slides his hips back and forth, snagging my entrance before slamming into me.

My eyes close. Pleasure shoots through me as Wolf takes me roughly, pounding into me, pinning me to the forest floor, with fast, even strokes… Seven is right here, watching…