The werewolf drove deeper and deeper with a steady rhythm that sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her veins. Elara looked back behind her, meeting the monster’s gaze. Indian sex Then, as the werewolf thrust deep into her, she felt a sudden, intense swell within her. It shifted its head to meet her gaze, its eyes glowing with a strange, feral intensity. She felt a flush of warmth spreading through her, pooling between her thighs, and she knew the werewolf could sense it too. The others sacrificed themselves to protect something only she carried, a secret locked deep within her blood. The bulbous gland at the base of his length began to expand, the rock-hard knot pressing against her in a way that sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through her, locking her onto his raging wood. Her legs trembled beneath her, quaking as if she had just run a marathon. “Oh fuck, oh god you’re huge!” She whimpered. The weight of each step a reminder of the monstrous power behind those massive paws. She managed to catch glimpses of the werewolf as it stood over her, a silent guardian under the fading moonlight. The creature’s breath was hot against her neck, each exhales raising the hairs on her skin and making her shiver.
