My Big Bad Wolf

12: Horny

Him

My mind cant help but go back to those drawing, the photos, my matebond is true and strong. Never has a werewolf fallen for a human, but here we are, Zach and I both fallen madly in love with our girls.

I'll do anything to make her happy, anything to keep her as mine. Anyone who dares step in the way with suffer my Ultima eyes. My wolf eyes to a human is extremely deadly, a split second and you'll start to turn into a werewolf, a slow and painful process that results in death. My fangs can do the same thing but it's a better chance of survival.

Rachel hasn't turned because my venom needs to be in my fangs in order to turn her. I wouldn't dare lay a finger on that sweet, delicate face of hers. If any psycho has the mind to even think about doing so, I will not hesitate to show them how dangerous a werewolf my rank can do.

We still havent completed the mating process, but I cant. Not yet. The bite was just to keep my strength, the mate is to make it stronger. I have no problem waiting for that until shes ready. The last thing I need is for the love of my life to be scared of me.

I was downstairs in the living room with Zach, trying to figure out a few human objects that confuse us. For starters, the witch craft they used to make a room night and day was called a lightbulb and it isnt actually night and day. Its gonna take a little while to get used to things like that.

I had gone upstairs to question Rachel about the bulb in the silver box, turns out it's called a fridge, but when I got in the room, she wasnt there. I heard footsteps and my mates scent getting stronger outside the room. She must have taken a bath. Forgetting my original purpose and wanting to play with her, I hid in the closet to scare her once shes inside.

Leaving the door open a crack to see, I saw my beautifully gorgeous mate climb onto the bed, her towel pressing her breasts tightly together and just barely covering her ass, fitting her curves so well it took everything in my power not to mate with her right then and there.

She was looking at one of those photographs she had on her phone, specifically one of me. With one hand holding the phone, the other was slowly and gently massaging her breast, soft moans could be heard from her plump lips. Damn, I was getting hard at the sight, my dick was throbbing for her attention.

She soon reached under her towel and lightly rubbed her puss, using her thumb to rub circles over her clit, her moans getting louder and more breathless. I had to hold my hand over my mouth to stop my groans from escaping. She would definitely get embarrassed if she found out I was here and I didnt want her to stop.

She stuck her finger inside her hole and started pumping it, her sweet juice already starting to leak. God she was so wet and for me never the less. I didnt even realize I had pulled my cock out of my pants until I soon felt pleasure, causing me to bite my lower lip to muffle the moans. Stroking my cock at the same pace she was fingering herself.

"Aah~ ah~ Derek, mm" she moaned, making it ten times harder not to pleasure her myself. So badly I wanted to be the one inside of her, pounding her into that mattress, hearing her scream my name, beg for more. I wanted to taste those lips, suck the milk out of her tits, eat her pussy like it was my favorite meal, which it will be.

She started to pick up pace, moans from either one of us as I match it. Her face full of blush and I'm positive mines was too. I could tell she was tight as she adds more fingers. My lower lip was starting to bleed from the biting as our pace got quicker and our breaths became shorter. I could tell both of us were ready to cum.

After a few more minutes, Rachel let's out a relieving moan as her sweet liquid was everywhere, dripping down her and onto the sheets, her head falling onto the pillow in exhaustion.

I had to stuff a random shirt in my mouth to muffle my moan as best as I can as my cum fired across me, hitting the wall with sticky sperm. My legs felt weak after that, and I just wanted more.

I heard the springs of the mattress squeak as Rachel got up, using the towel to clean up everything. She was now turned around so I couldnt see her front, but her ass looked hella good from here.

Holding the towel against her front, she started to stumble her way to the closet, knocking me out of my daydream. Luckily, it's pretty dark inside the closet, so quickly getting rid of my clothes, I shifted to my wolf and hid in the darkest spot I could find. My fur is black so it shouldnt be easily noticeable.

Rachel opened the closet door, grabbing a pair of undergarments and shorts. She was about to grab a shirt but her eyes drag towards one of mine, the one I just took off. I must have dropped it when stuffing my things away. She bent down to grab it and held it to her face, smelling my pretty strong scent on it. She got out of the room with the clothes in hand to change, leaving me curled up and hotter than ever.

I cant wait till I get to feel her.