The Wolf: Part 6 (Explicit)

This entry is part 6 of 7 in the series The Wolf [Complete]

Max tugged her panties down by the crotch. The tiny inverted triangle of her pubic hair peeped into view. Leaving her thong dangling partway down her thighs, he nuzzled into her brassy curls. He scented her deeply. When he gave her clit a long, lush lick, Allie’s back bowed taut.

“Little Allie…” He licked her again, rougher and deeper. “You taste as good as you smell.”

Shamelessly, she moaned as he ate her out like the fiend he was. Her thighs opened wide to let him. Caught between her legs, the thong broke with a stinging snap. He growled into her at the sound. His broad, coarse tongue slicked through her folds, her curls. He gleaned them of their sticky moisture just to wet them all over again.

When he delved into her slit, she threw back her head and cried out, “Yes!”

“You like that, huh?”

With a parting lick to her insides, he drew back. The very tip of his tongue skirted along the periphery of her entrance. Unhurried, teasing. Allie squirmed. She could feel him smirking toothily against her.

“You like being eaten by me?”

She hummed in response, but he wasn’t satisfied. His tongue flicked out against the sensitive underside of her clit.

“Y-yes!” she yelped. “Oh God—yes!”

“God’s not listening,” he said darkly, dragging her up by the hips.

He raised her toward his mouth at an angle so steep it bewildered her—until she felt his tongue graze the puckered hole of her ass. A startled breath burst out of her. He laved at her, spearing into her with the point of his tongue. Penetrating her virgin rosebud which had never before been breached by man, let alone a beast like him.

Allie spluttered and thrashed, overwhelmed at the onslaught. Discomfort warred with the carnal pleasure of her violation. Dark, filthy and delectable. She writhed on the skewer of his fiendish tongue, feeling half-crazed.

“Tell me how much you like it,” he said, drawing out of her forbidden passage only to plunge back in again.

“I like it so much!” Her fingers ripped at the shag rug. “I like it so much, I don’t care if you kill me! Just don’t stop, Max, don’t stop…”

He chuckled against her, inside her. Returning to her pussy mouth, he fucked it with broad, sweeping strokes of his unnaturally long tongue. He rasped deep along her feminine walls, furling slightly into that spot that made her arch and moan like a whore.

She was a whore, Allie decided. The price was her life, hanging in the balance of his satisfaction—but it was a price all the same.

Max tongue-fucked her a few strokes more. He could scent out points of weakness as well as any predator. And so he abandoned her cunt and fastened to her clit instead. He sucked her throbbing nub whole into his sharp, hungry mouth, working it over with such ferocity that Allie saw stars.

Her lower belly drew tight. Her quivering thighs tensed. She was on the verge of coming explosively when he suddenly withdrew. Piteously, Allie whined. Her head lolled in frustration.

“No, why…”

“Hush, little piggy.” Max raised himself up, leering. “I’ll give you what you’re begging for.”

His big, blood-tinged cock came into view. Long and thick, it hovered over her, teeming with a life of its own. Allie stared at the diamond-bright shine of its tip. She couldn’t help but think he must have been spurting his beastly precum into the rug as he’d devoured her.

So quickly her head spun, Max flipped her over. He hauled her up onto her hands and knees beneath him. The most vulnerable parts of her were left bared and spread to him. Totally and blatantly exposed.

At the wave of his body heat falling over her from behind, Allie trembled like mad. His hips nudged hers as he aligned himself with her. His girthy length grated over her sopping clit and folds. The heady shock of stimulation sent her reeling. Unbidden, she ground back.

Max leaned over her, into her. He covered her back with the breadth of his chest. His hot breath panted near her ear.

“Are you ready for me to make you my bitch?”

Allie gulped, nodding.

“Say it.”

“M-make me your bitch…”

“What was that?”

“Make me your bitch, Max—make me your pounded-out, little cum-hole of a bitch!”

Max snickered, giving her prone, hanging tits a squeeze. “Well, fuck—all right, then, missy. Brace yourself…”

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Original Publication Date: 12/20/23

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