longer to feel him, and then she gasped again as he moved his body further down between her thighs, lapping at her delicate skin and inhaling deeply as he caught the scent of her arousal.
Moaning, she raised her head and watched him over the curves of her breasts and belly. He moved his mouth over her folds, tasting her slick desire and running his tongue up and down in long, fluid motions, and he growled with delight as she reached down and stroked his hair in encouragement.
His tongue soon located the sensitive, throbbing nub of her clitoris, and he licked and gently sucked over and around it with delicate precision; something which surprised Erin greatly. As if the idea of her mating with a werewolf wasn’t surprising enough, he was much gentler than she had expected. She wasn’t complaining, though, instead she was sighing and moaning as a tight ball of ecstasy gathered in her core, threatening to explode out of her at any moment.
Scott drew his head back a second later and stared up at her, his green eyes seemingly boring right into her soul, and then he leaned back down, and once again his tongue raked across her most sensitive spot, making her writhe and moan as she thrust her body into his face. His swirling tongue was relentless as it lapped over her swollen clitoris, and seconds later he thrust a hairy finger inside her, letting out a deep groan of approval as he felt just how wet and ready she was for him.
Pressure was building in her belly now, and her chest heaved with quick, short breaths as she watched the werewolf play between her legs. He began to curl the finger inside her in a beckoning motion as his mouth continued its treatment of her, and suddenly the pressure exploded out of her, flooding her with sensual heat as the waves of pleasure crashed over her.
Her inner muscles clenched around his digit as he pumped it in and out of her, and he drew his head back again, watching her as she squirmed and trembled, her eyes almost rolling back in her head as her toes curled and her mouth fell open in a soundless gasp. Every inch of her skin was on fire with lust as pleasure sizzled in her core, and as the final spasms began to fade away, Scott growled and shifted his weight on top of her.
Erin’s eyes started to focus again, and she ran her hands through the thick fur on his tightly-muscled back, aching for him to be inside her right away.
“Please,” she begged. “I want you now!”
His jaw clenched as she spoke, as if her words had sparked an ever deeper sense of animal lust in him, and Erin couldn’t help but let out a soft moan of anticipation as he reached down and guided his thick, rock-hard cock to her sopping entrance. With that, he thrust all the way inside in one hard movement, and Erin gasped with delight as she felt the initial stretch of his manhood plunging into her warm wetness. Her hips found a rhythm with his, and she moved them up and down, stroking the hard, fur-covered muscles of his back and arms as she did so.
Letting out a series of loud moans, she threw her head back and squeezed her eyes shut, enjoying every stroke as he moved in and out of her, thrusting from tip to base each time. His groin rubbed up against hers with each movement, stimulating the still-throbbing nub of her clitoris even more, and as her head began to spin with pleasure, her back arched and she felt another warm wave of pleasure crashing over her, dragging her towards another invisible peak.
Her muscles tightened erratically around Scott’s cock as she came, and he groaned in contentment as he leaned down and slid his mouth against her ear.
“I can smell your pleasure,” he growled as only a werewolf could, and then his mouth slid over hers again, greedily exploring her with his tongue as he plunged in and out of her, filling her with ecstatic warmth as his wolf-cock stretched her to her limits. Erin arched to meet his hard thrusts, her hands tightening into fists beside her as she recovered from her
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