by Wes Havoc
The werewolf took up an even more urgent pace to the point even her head was bouncing. She held her ankles tightly over its hind legs as the beast seemed to stand up straighter, her whole bottom and lower back elevated from the floor. Her breasts bounced against her chin, stupid sounds leaving her as she tried to prepare herself.
It howled once it came.
Cleo felt the burst of cum inside of her, rope after rope shooting out over and over. It filled her uterus and her channel and she knew she would be dripping cum once it was over. It would possibly leak out of her for the whole next day.
All she could hear then was her heart, thumping wildly in her ears. Everything had stopped. She soared, wondering how many times did she cum. Wondering if she had came as much during that night than throughout all her life.
Which was quite possible.
She kept her ankles tight around the beast. It seemed her whole life depended on that amazing, huge cock inside of her. She never wanted it to leave her. She didn’t even remember how life was before it introduced to her pleasure and pain.
Cleo knew she was drifting to sleep. Her body slowly descended to rest on the floor. Her mind too foggy to register anything besides the cock inside of her.
Which is why she couldn’t understand the shrinking of the shadow over her before she blacked out.
5
The water lapping at her was freezing.
Cleo jolted awake, sitting up. Her eyes took some time to focus as she looked for her sword. Her first thought had been of the river monster.
Night still covered the forest in darkness, but she could see in the orange light of a fire.
Her heart raced once more as her fingers didn’t find her sword.
“It’s alright,” a male voice called for her. She jerked, snapping her head to the side.
She sat on the edge of a small river. Her feet drenched to her ankles, her thighs and exposed cunt dripped with water. She pressed her knees together, noticing her ruined corset was not around her any longer.
In fact, she was completely naked.
With a yelp, she hugged herself, looking at the man with rage. Utter rage.
He stood some steps from her, inside the river. His risen hands told her he didn’t intend to threaten her.
He was also naked.
A blush ran up her chest and shoulders to cover her face.
His cock was huge.
“What the-,” she started, her voice hoarse with too much use.
“It’s me,” the man brought his hands to his chest. He was rather handsome, Cleo noticed, and had defined muscles as the guards back in the palace. Dark hair curled over his pecs and down his arms. He slid her a small, tentative smile as his eyes glinted.
There was a yellow hue in them.
Cleo’s jaw dropped. She still hugged herself as she squinted at him. “You mean…”
“The wolf.” He completed, jutting a thumb behind him. “Back in the forest?”
The blush in Cleo’s face warmed further. She had to use every ounce of strength in her to keep her gaze in his eyes.
“I thought werewolves couldn’t change through sheer will.” She croaked.
“I’m not a werewolf,” he cocked a brow, crossing his arms. “Werewolves, indeed, cannot change whenever they want. They also only change during full moons.”
“So what are you?”
“Changeling.” He shrugged, letting his arms drop. “Thought you caught that up in the other time.”
“Other… time?” She gasped. “Are you the same wolf near the capital?”
“Yeah,” he grinned, pausing his hands over his hips. “I travel between here and there frequently. Talk about a nice coincidence to find you here.”
Still flustered, Cleo looked around her. They were still in the woods. Her sword and clothes laid by a side. He scratched the back of his head.
“Sorry for bringing you here without your acknowledgment. It’s just that…” He pointed at her legs. “You were dripping with my cum. I thought it would suck if you woke in a pool of it.”
Cleo imagined the scene and a laugh escaped her. “Yeah, it would suck so bad. Thank you.”
Silence stretched between them for a moment as she padded her feet in the water.
“You alright?” He cocked his head again and Cleo noticed it was probably something he got used to do living as a wolf.
She also noticed she was being silly. Up to moments ago, she had been fucking this guy in his wolf form like there was no tomorrow. He made her cum countless times. She passed out out of sheer pleasure.
She shook her head and let her arms drop to her sides, her nipples tightening against the cold on her feet. “I’m good. Just a bit embarrassed.” She shot him a smile.
He grinned back. “Good.” He walked to her, water curling around his hips. “Because that was amazing.”
“Yeah,” she laughed, pushing herself into the water. Her cunt tingled with the abuse and she indeed felt herself dripping. The water reached her waist, and she let the tips of her hair float on the surface. “I had been wanting that since the other day.”
“Fuck, I couldn’t even believe it.” The man said, approaching her. His voice became hoarse and she noticed his cock seemed to be getting harder. “This unbelievably hot girl pushing her tight, delicious cunt against my cock. And today, I smelled you in here, and you were so very pliable.” His voice dropped to a murmur that made her skin crawl. His gaze was glued to her full breasts, and Cleo knew she would fuck him all over again. “What were you doing here anyway?”
She tilted her head back to look at him, mostly to not look at his cock. It was suddenly making her salivate. “I’m hunting whoever is killing the sheep.”
“Oh,” he answered, but though Cleo expected surprise, he laughed. “Yeah, it was me. I’ll change my territory if you wish.”
“Hm,” she murmured, her eyes running down his chest and abs to where she could see his cock breaching the surface of the water. “Yeah, that’d be nice. People around here are afraid you’ll eat one of the ladies.”
“They weren’t wrong,” he stretched a hand, his thumb flicking one of her hard nipples. “I just did, no?”
Cleo groaned, a rush of heat flooding her, pooling low in her belly. Her cunt was suddenly asking, begging for more.
She felt so empty.
Her gaze was aflame as she looked up at him.
“You know,” she licked her lower lip. “I think you’ve just ruined me. Where will I find another cock like yours?”
Her face burned up as soon as she tasted the words she spoke.
It was shameful. And it was exactly what she wanted to say.
The man grinned and his eyes were stark yellow. He took a step and his cock nudged her belly.
“I’ll compensate making you cum some more before the sun rises then,” he offered, his hands grasping her hips and pulling her back toward the edge. As if she weighed nothing, he lifted her up and turned her, so she laid over the grass with her ass up.
She quickly was slick again. Desire ran through her veins, her cunt exposed to this unknown man. She didn’t even know his name.
His hands paused to each side of her face.
“There’s something I’ve always wanted to do,” he murmured against her ear, his cock pressing against her. It easily slid inside her waiting cunt. The two groaned in unison for a moment. “But I’ve never found someone so willing as you are.”
Cleo did not understand the statement, but she was too busy missing something. His cock was big, yes, and it filled her nice. But it was nothing compared…
His cock pulsed inside of her.
She looked sideways to see his arm growing fur. His nails became dark, long and powerful talons.
His cock swelled, growing, growing inside of her.
He was changing to his wolf form, while deep inside of her.
Cleo gasped, pleasure hiking up to unprecedented levels in
side her as he started to move. She bucked back, tilting her ass up as his cock grew, stretching her slowly, deliciously.
This position was somehow even better. His cock banged straight against that unknown point inside of her and before she knew it, Cleo was clawing at the grass and screaming her head out in yet another orgasm.
She could do this all night. And she knew she just might.
THE END
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