A volcanic eruption is the symbolic language I would've used instead of 'blossoming femininity. Whoever first decided this was our moment into womanhood is insane. They are downright stupid and utterly oblivious to what it feels like. For what felt like hours of struggle to get a mouthful of dry air into my lungs, it was a mere moment in reality.
I tugged against the fabric around my neck, tearing it to give a little comfort and movement. I wouldn't dare make eye contact with him. But from the animalistic sounds and bone cracking, Lillyan had fled the scene.
A calloused hand gripped my forearm, pulling me off the snow and enfolding me in fresh pine and mint. The brisk contact of skin sent a fired shutter throughout my body, awakening my senses.
I wanted more, no; I needed more, more of him.
Not that was indeed not what I needed. He engulfed me in a tight bind of body and flesh, bits of blood dripping from his mouth as his teeth enlarged. The snow by our feet melted and soaked my boots. The small remaining fragments of his outerwear scattered around.
Breathe. Just breathe, and this will all stop. He will stop. Lillyan will come back and explain everything.
"What are you doing?"
Oh please, no, please stop talking.
My legs shook, trembling as my knees went weak. Fully enflamed by his touch and the way he was looking at us. My wolf purred loudly as a thick glim travelled down my inner thigh. Squeezing them together, they slip back and forth as they grow slick. His eyes tighten while taking a long, heavy breath and slowly release, his mouth turning to a grin. Those sharp canines come closer and closer, parting the tears from my gown.
A wet tongue lapped against the curve of my neck, followed by the warmth of his breath tickling my skin alight.
"You smell so divine, little dove." He inhaled again, brushing his nose, this time up the side of my neck and fondling my earlobe with his tongue.
"And you taste even better."
His body shifts and cracks back to his whole humanoid self. A wall of muscle captured my backside, and a prominent member pressed into the curve of my ass.
Both his hands trailed up the sides of my waist and gripped the two pieces of the gown at the back. Ripping it cleanly down the centre of my back. I gasp, cold air greeting my skin with goosebumps and sharp tingles. Pulling the fabric off my shoulders and exposing my nudity. My breast swelled at the sensations, nipples peddling as a palm slipped from underneath and held my right one. My head shot back with a whimpering moan of pleasure as he moulded it, toying with the softness and flicking its middle.
"My innocent little Eden isn't so innocent after all."
I needed more.
"Thaddeus, please." I softly cried, craving all his needy touch could offer.
My mind fogged over in a daze. Everything was so warm... the comfort his hands rewarded me with as the gown slipped off quickly. Baby hairs sticking to my skin as sweat formed and beaded down my cheek. He continued to crease my breast roughly. Red markings began to appear, swelling around my thighs in spirals and pulsing to match his desire. I could feel it, stiff and large against my arse. I wanted to do nothing more than move close to where I needed it. I so desperately needed it to soothe the tightening in my core. I sway my hips and squeeze my thighs even tighter together.
His deep, aching moan brought my body to stop completely. He shifted a hand below my pubic bone, pushed me away, and then pulled me closer into a slight thrust. A wet sloop followed, and he slid his cock right between my thighs while it throbbed against my clit. I felt everything again and again, and my heart was racing. I wanted to cry out again, but I stood frozen. He was going to take me right here on holy grounds.
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Alpha's Divine Commandments
WerewolfA dynasty rooted in the bloodshed of the past, it blossomed over centuries into the nine divine commandments. It was the last civilization grounded in law, led by the beast himself. Those who obey, stay alive. They who refuse, face his wrath.
