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“I love the way you smell…” Max inhaled her scent, taking his time to enjoy her body and what it had to offer. “So rich, so sweet…” He caressed her thighs, encouraging her to spread them wider and let him admire her perfectly shaved pussy, which was already glistening with delicious juices. His tongue darted out for a quick taste, or so he had intended. Once he tasted her, he was unable to stop. He licked her clean, then he pushed inside her pussy, eager for more.
Avelyn moaned. Her body arched in pleasure, and her hands flew to his dark brown hair. She pulled at it lightly, then pressed his head hard against her pulsing clit, trying to get the much desired friction. “Oh please…”
“Please what?” Max found it difficult to talk with a mouthful of sweet pussy, but he wasn’t complaining.
“Please go faster… Lick me, bite me, fuck me… Just do something, anything…”
Max smiled, took a deep breath, and attacked her swollen clit with his wicked tongue. He loved the way her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him to pleasure her, and how her hips moved in time with the strokes of his tongue. Avelyn was the kind of woman who knew what she wanted, how she wanted it, how fast and how hard she wanted him to give it to her, and Max loved it.
The first orgasm started building inside her, and her pussy throbbed with the need to be stuffed full. It was enough to think of his thick, hard cock, and how his hot seed would soon fill her, and she came with a long, shaky moan. Max grabbed her thighs and kept her still, licking her clit lazily until she rode out her orgasm.
“Oh, that was good. So good…” Avelyn could barely form the words. She swallowed heavily, let go of his hair, and looked down at him. “Your turn, baby.”
“I don’t think so.” Max sat up on his knees and started to work on his belt. Avelyn followed his every move with hungry eyes, and licked her lips in anticipation when he unbuttoned his jeans and let his cock bounce free. As if he read her thoughts, he slapped her thigh playfully. “Not this time. I have something else in mind for you. Now, be a good girl and turn around.”
Avelyn didn’t need to be told twice. She turned on her stomach and made sure to support herself on her hands and knees. She soon felt him position himself behind her, the head of his cock teasing her wet folds and hungry entrance. She bit her lower lip, bracing herself for what was to come. He pushed inside her slowly, carefully, his hands holding her hips, fingers digging lightly into her hot, sweaty skin. The slow, tantalizing pace was driving her insane. Her pussy walls clenched down on his invading cock, as if they were trying to suck it in faster. Max sensed her eagerness, and he slapped her butt. She yelped in surprise, then laughed.
“Do you think this is a laughing matter?” he asked, but the smile in his harsh tone was obvious.
“No?”
“Of course not. You’re a horny little thing, aren’t you?” He slapped her again, earning another chuckle
. “Why won’t you admit it? Come on, say it!”
Avelyn tried to push her hips back against him so her pussy could finally swallow the entire length of his cock, but his strong hands kept her in place. She realized she had no other way but to play along. “Oh yes, I’m your horny little bitch. I just want you to fuck me with your big cock. All day, I can’t think of anything else but your hard dick and how much I want it inside me.”
Max’s wide chest rumbled with a low growl, his wolf responding to his mate’s dirty words. He almost came then and there, and he needed every ounce of power to hold back. He entered her wet, wanton pussy in one swift motion, filling her so fully and perfectly that the head of his cock almost touched her cervix. Avelyn moaned and pushed her hips back, welcoming the invasion and urging him to start moving. This time, he didn’t wait for a second invitation. He didn’t have time for games and dirty talk, as his balls were painfully swollen, ready to explode and coat her walls with hot, sticky cum. Max picked up the pace and his every thrust was met by Avelyn’s enthusiastic moves. He felt her walls clench around him, her breath become erratic, her strong, round butt thrusting back against him faster and faster, forcing him to push as deep as possible.
“Don’t hold back, baby, don’t hold back…” Avelyn whispered. “Give it to me harder, faster. I can take it.”
Max’s fingers dug deeper into her soft flesh. He had to remember that Avelyn was now half werewolf, which meant her body could resist his assault. She was stronger than ever before, and there was no reason to hold back during sex. His cock pounded her soaking pussy, searching for that spot inside her that drove her mad with lust and desire. He knew he had hit it when Avelyn screamed and started chanting “there, right there”. He was unbearably close, and he was sure he wouldn’t last much longer. He focused on her body, determined to make it sing with passion. His beautiful wife was like a work of art which shined brighter under his touch, like a flower that opened its petals under his soft kisses. Avelyn let out a long scream and her body shook with a strong, overwhelming orgasm. Max finally came deep inside her, his seed filling her tight passage to the brim. They stayed like that for long minutes, her quivering pussy milking the last drops his spent cock had to offer.
Avelyn let herself fall on the sofa, her arms too tired to support her body and Max’s, as he was too exhausted to keep himself upright. He fell above her, and Avelyn smiled when his chest pressed against her back.
“Oh, this feels so good,” she said in a lazy, barely audible whisper.
“Mmm…?”
“You... so close. It just feels right.”
He chuckled lightly and kissed the top of her head.
“Ready to get some lunch now?”
“Oh, yes, I’m starving!”
***
After another quick shower, this time together, Avelyn and Max were climbing down the main stairs hand in hand. He squeezed her fingers to get her attention.
“So, what do you wanna eat?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “Let’s just get there first. I might decide their menu has nothing interesting and ask you to take me back to the Schloss. After all, no chef from the Symphonie is better than our Harold.”
“Would you really do that?” he asked, amusement dancing in his eyes and tugging at the corners of his lips. “Make me drive down to Dunkelstadt only to change your mind and make me drive back up to the Schloss?”
“Oh yes. It’s all about the cravings, my love. It’s not my fault, okay? If you want, you can have a talk with your son and see if he prefers lunch at the Symphonie, or at home, with Jocelyn and her grumpy Beta.”
