FENRIR

I understood perfectly why Abigail felt uncomfortable, but I didn’t stop.

My mouth sank deeper, open like a predator, kissing her vulva with passion.

Gale’s tongue moved the way my cock would, in and out, stretching her for what was coming next.

I probably ended up breaking her hymen, but that was better. Less painful than tearing it with my hard cock.

That pretty little hand yanked my hair, and Abigail’s hips hammered against my face.

Her thighs shook with the loud moan that spilled from her lips.

Boiling lava flooded my mouth when she came so damn good from my deep suck.

I swallowed and snorted, steam blowing from my nose.

So hot that my Selenic magic kept surging to tame her.

While I drank from her, my cock dripped onto the blanket, so hard that every brush against the rough fabric felt almost too sensitive.

I pushed up, swallowing, licking my lips, my lycan flashing in my pupils.

Looking at my woman so gorgeous, willing, and exposed beneath me.

Goddess... never thought I’d