Stalking His Darkness -Part 2
Making her my bride and part of the pack
Read part 1 here
This is the third night of the full moon. With the half-bond finished. It’s time to seal her soul to mine and make her my bride. She’ll be part of my pack forever.
Looking into her window from the backyard, I watched her move around the house. I feel her energy, feeling our bond pulsing through my veins, longing to make her mine.
Her sexy body in a red lacy teddy has my cock rock hard and screaming to enter her. Her creamy flesh I craved to tear into, I couldn’t help but turn.
The full moon calls to my darkest desires as the agony of transformation rips through my body. My clothes lay torn to shreds at my feet, my long, sharp claws and teeth ready to ravage her.
Howling loudly, getting her attention. She looks out the back glass door. I step forward, the moonlight shining on my dark fur. Stepping out the door, her scent, like a drug, fills my senses, intoxicating me.
I wrap my arms around her as she falls against me. We kiss passionately. Our tongues twisted in a seductive dance. Throwing her over my shoulder, I hauled her to the bedroom.
Using a sharp nail, slicing the shoulder straps of her lace teddy, it fell to the floor. Admiring her ample breasts and curvy hips. Her round ass aching for my touch.
I pushed her down to her knees, sliding my swollen head across her lips, coating them with pre-cum. She opens her mouth, her hot tongue licking down the vein of my shaft.
Growling in pleasure, I lace my claws in her hair. Pumping my length down her throat over and over, until I thought I’d explode. Jerking her to her feet and throwing her limp body back on the bed, crawling between her milky thighs.
Burying my head in her pussy, inhaling her musky scent. I plunged my tongue between her folds, tasting her sweetness. Her moans rang through the room, echoing off the walls.
Slipping a claw deep inside her, scraping across her g-spot. My tongue licking and swirling around her sensitive clit. An orgasm ripped through her core as she screamed in ecstasy.
Her legs shook, and her body shuddered, her clit pulsating against my tongue. Thrusting my long tongue inside her, licking out her cream-filled canal. Her cunt exploded as she came again, soaking my fur.
Rolling her on her side and laying behind her, it was time to complete our bond and make her my bride.
Shoving my rigid cock deep inside her and clutching her breasts. I pumped forcefully in and out of her slick cunt. Her body fit against me like a glove, her pussy walls clenched around my shaft. Fucking her was pure pleasure, both of us groaning in rapture.
Her big fat cat sat on the bed watching us.
She came again, her cunt tightening around my throbbing cock pushed me over the edge. I shot my load deep inside her in ropes.
We laid there together, out of breath, our chests heaving. Becoming still and holding her breath, I knew what was coming next.
Her body stiffened, and she screamed in pain as her body transformed.
“Breathe through the pain, breathe baby, breathe.” I tried to console her, supporting her through her first transformation. She sat up, transformed. She was the most beautiful werewolf I had ever seen, and she was all mine.
She howled as she stood up. It was music to my ears. Ravenously hungry, she eyed the cat. The cats eyes widened in fear, realizing its fate, and tried to run for its life, its very existence.
Snatching the cat out of thin air as it jumped to escape. Tearing into it with her sharp teeth, she devoured it.
“I want to take you home now, so you can meet the pack. They’re waiting for us.” She nodded at me as she licked her lips after her tasty snack.
Taking her home as my bride, she became part of the pack.
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