Page 73 of Plug and Tame

But the balcony was empty, and the sight of it made her blood turn cold. Nathaniel was gone. He’d left, and she was alone.

I don’t blame him for leaving…

The sheer wretchedness of her situation set in as her body shook from Mark’s back-and-forth thrusts. She didn’t know whether to cry or throw up.

“Hang in there,” Chelsea comforted her anxiously, squeezing her hand.

Kira pulled her hand away, choking back a sob. She did not want the female wolf to see her cry. She shut her eyes and covered her face.

I just have to endure.

Soon, Mark would finish, and then the initiation would be over.

Just another minute. As soon as he comes inside me, I can go shower.

Every second felt like an excruciating eternity. Mark’s body pressed down on her, sweaty and soft where Nathaniel’s had been hard, his cock making her feel empty and used in a way Nathaniel’s never had.

Nathaniel had always made her feel special. Even when he was punishing her, including the time he’d fucked her ass in the woods, driving her into the mud and not letting her come. He’d left her in no doubt of his desire, whispering in her ear and showering her with affection. The way he purred that she was his pet, his girl, his whore… Each time he called her ‘cumslut’ made her shiver with delight, the word hot and filthy in the best way. Like his mouth on her pussy, reminding and reassuring her that she was his, and that only she would carry his seed.

Nathaniel had never made her feel like a sack of potatoes.

“Fuck, here I come,” Mark said, and she felt his cock harden.

She tried to think of other things, but she was all too conscious of every slide of his cock, the squishy press of his hairy balls, and his hot breath on her neck.

The realisation that Nathaniel had left her, that he wasn’t coming to help her, made her feel alone and abandoned.

Without warning, Mark began to morph. His face became a weird distortion with human eyes and a wolf snout, and his broad shoulders sprouted fur. His large cock transformed too, feeling slimier as it elongated, the head changing in shape and growing more invasive…

“I’ve decided to knot you, Kira,” Mark announced with a grin, huffing hot air and flecks of drool onto her face. “I’m going to keep us joined together for the next hour. Would you like that?”

Hell no.

“No,” she croaked.

Mark laughed. “You’ll love it. Now stay still, I’m nearly there.”

Kira was too horrified to scream as she felt Mark’s cock pulse and grow inside her. He was about to come, and the bastard had shifted into a grotesque form of half-man, half-wolf, just so he could knot her and extend the torture. It meant that she wouldn’t be able to shove him off once he was done. They would be joined for whoever knew how long.

Nausea flooded her senses. The thought of having to lie here, to have to feel him inside her for an agonising long hour was too much to bear.

She would rather be fucking dead.

At least Nathaniel wasn’t here to watch.

“Here we go, darling,” Mark announced, his eyes glazed as his weight rocked back and forth on top of her. “One fresh hot batch of cum is coming right up.”

His bulging cock head grew larger as he neared his climax. Panicking, Kira tried to push him off, but he was too heavy, and the large, muscled wolf seemed oblivious to her struggle.

Fuck.

Any moment now, Mark would shoot his seed into her and knot her.

No, no, no.

Suddenly, Mark’s weight suddenly lifted off her. Her eyes flew open, and she saw him fly backwards off the bed.

What the…