“I apologise! I am solely conversing with my wolf, I replied. She requested that I procure water. It appears she is parched.
I am astonished by the falsehoods that emanate from my lips.
What is the meaning of this? Inquiry regarding Layne. Is that what I instructed you to do? I instructed you to engage with him, correct? I instructed you to disrobe him completely. I desire to touch his abdominal muscles. What is the matter with you? I wish to engage in copulation with my partner.
I disregard the persistent advances of the lustful wolf and focus on my partner. Layne continues to pester, but her concerns are inconsequential to me.
Do not assert that you lack desire for him. I understand your intense desire for him to engage in s****l intercourse with you. Why reject your desires?
She is correct. I desire him in the same manner she did, even more intensely than she did. I desire to possess him. I desire to touch his chest. I desire him to caress my v****a. I desire him to perform the actions typical of a wolf mate towards his partner.
Jimmy presented me with a glass of water, stating, “You may have it.”
He grinned at me. My heart nearly ceased functioning. Infernos coursing through my veins. My body became immediately warm.
“Oh! Oh. Someone present is aroused,” my wolf jests. You may refute it, but your body will never disavow its desires. Concede and confront him. You may also assault him if you like. He belongs to us regardless. He will not object if you implore him to engage in s****l activity with us.
“How can a wolf exhibit such shamelessness and lewdness? I exclaim.
“I am merely expressing the truth,” she scoffs, “unlike another present who articulates differently while her body conveys an opposing message.” Who is prepared to refute her desires?
I chose to disregard her. She is intentionally exacerbating the situation by sharing her unpleasant thoughts. Frustratingly, I am aroused. I require my partner, yet I am uncertain how to request such an intimate act. I am not that brazen. It would be humiliating for me to pose such a question. He took his place beside me, and I was taken aback by his remarks.
“Darling, is something troubling you?” My friend enquired.
“No, why did you pose that question?” I queried.
“I detected your arousal,” he responded. It is exceedingly potent.
Oh my goodness. Please end my suffering. Am I so overtly desirous that he can detect it? I conceal my face in embarrassment. Layne is responsible for all of this.
“Do you feel shame?” He enquired. I affirm by nodding my head. “Why do you feel shame? Am I not your companion?” He removed my hand from my face. He gazed intently into my eyes. Jimmy caressed my full pink lip with the tip of his finger.
“Your lips are alluring,” he murmured before pulling me against his chest.
“May I sample it?” He is increasing my embarrassment. He ought not to enquire this of me. I assent with a nod of my head. Jimmy tenderly pressed his lips on mine and began to savour them gradually. I reciprocated his kiss. His kiss commenced softly before escalating to an aggressive fervour. I emit a moan into his mouth. He intensified his kiss and began to invade my mouth with his tongue.
“I groan softly and grasp his shirt, utilising my werewolf strength to rend it. I commence caressing his chest as Jimmy withdraws his lips and begins placing gentle kisses along my neckline.
My wolf laments, “Observe who is aroused.” “You are quite the mischievous one.”
He seized my breasts and proceeded to apply pressure. I express my happiness audibly. My v****a was excessively wet, having thoroughly saturated my pants.
“Jessica! Jimmy moans.” May I proceed?
I comprehend his meaning. I groan and assent with my head. Affirmative, please.
How can I instruct him to cease when I am savouring his caress? He commenced to disrobe me, article by article. He elevated and transported me to his bed. He began to kiss my body extensively. I closed my eyes and indulged in the sensation. I was engulfed in a sea of desire. His touch consumed my thoughts. He unfastened my bra, liberating the two captives from their confinement. He lifted his gaze and began to admire them. I shielded them with my hand out of modesty.
Why are you trying to evade me? You are exceptionally beautiful. I cannot refrain from enjoying the divinity within you. You are attractive, my friend. He substitutes my hand with his after withdrawing it. He gently embraces my breasts.
He murmurs, “You possess beautifully rounded breasts.” This belongs to me!
He meticulously positions himself prior to inserting it into his mouth and drawing it in while murmuring. I have never experienced anything akin to this. I have never had a man stimulating my breasts before. It is pleasurable. Everything feels satisfactory. I feel euphoric. I am in ecstasy. My arousal intensifies due to the pleasure and the manner in which his tongue caresses my breasts.
