Clara gasped at the sensation coursing through her body and gathered her legs, folding her over onto her stomach to try to calm herself. She could still feel the wolf's tongue now licking her ankles, her thighs to go back down and lick her throbbing, sensitive sex.

-Ah, wait- this time she forced herself to move to pull back and put a hand over her sex noting the state of it and she had to say it hurt too. Ethan had abused it with his tongue as he had wanted.

The wolf growled at her resistance.