I peel my arm away and look up at her.
She moves over me, straddling my body. The heavy scent of her lust engulfs me and my resolve weakens. My hands shake. How can I deny her when she’s so hot and ready for me?
“Do your fussy, intrusive, bossy gods say anything about clothes on clothes?”
I think back to the passages in our holy book, trying to remember every detail. I was forced to study them for hours when I was a pup, but I don’t recall anything about clothes.
“The scriptures are vague on clothes,” I tell her with a groan.
She lowers her ass, her wet pussy hovering inches above my rock hard cock. “Sounds like a loophole,” she says with a sexy moan that has my hands aching. “There are always technicalities in scriptures that can be exploited.”
“I don’t think the gods are too fond of loopholes,” I say, willing her to put that pussy on me. My cock isthrobbing. She’s so close…
“If clothes on clothes wasn’t acceptable,” she says, easing down another inch. “The gods would have mentioned it, right?”
She’s suddenly making a lot of sense.
My resolve cracks a little more when I see her hovering over me. That long hair, those lustful eyes, those plump lips, those breasts bouncing free under that silk tank top. I can see the outline of her hard nipples teasing my watering mouth.
“Gods,” I whisper as I cover my eyes with my arm again. I can’t bear to look at her. I’m too weak.
“So clothes on clothes is fine then, right?”
Yes!, my wolf roars.
My aching cock adds to the chorus.
My heart is pounding. My willpower breaks. We won’ttechnicallybe touching, so it should be fine…
“Yes,” I groan. “The gods don’t say anything about that.”
That’s all she needs. She drops her wet warm pussy on my hard shaft and starts rocking her hips back and forth, getting herself off on my cock.
My hands squeeze into fists. I grit my teeth and hold back a moan as I focus on the incredible sensation of her pussy grinding against me. Her sweet, syrupy wetness seeps through my pants and coats my shaft. It feels so good. Her moans and whimpers are everything. I can’t wait to be unleashed on this girl. I can’t wait to tear these clothes off and thrust indeep. I’m going toownher pussy. I’m going to fuck her until the whole kingdom can hear her screams.
“Kieran,” she whispers between moans. “Fuck, Kieran, it feels so good.”
She moves her hips faster, grinding against me at a furious pace. I’m coated in her cream. It’s a wet mess and I fucking love it.
“I’m going to cum,” she whispers, leaning over me as she rocks her hips. She grabs a fistful of my hair as her tits drop onto my face. I lick her hard nipple through her shirt and she cries out, cumminghard.
My cock answers, cumming savagely as I cling to her trembling body. It pumps hot surges of cum all over the inside of my shorts. She doesn’t stop moving, mixing our cream together as she whimpers and moans in my ear.
After a long moment, she sits back up, licking her sexy lips and pulling the wild blonde hair away from her flushed face.
My ravenous eyes roam down her, taking in her luscious tits barely hidden by that silk shirt and the large wet spot all over her pussy and thighs. She’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“No harm done,” she says, looking up at the sky like she’s talking directly to the gods. “No skin on skin, so we didn’t break any rules.”
She looks back at me, gives me a wink, then taps my chest and stands up. I get another flash of those breasts, just the round bottoms but it’s enough to make me rock hard again.
“That was fun,” she whispers, giving me a sexy look before she disappears back into her room.
That was torture.
I needmore.
I need all of her.
