Page 27 of Chosen Wolf


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“Damn baby girl, you’re already so wet for me.” The way he speaks turns me on even more, and I didn’t know I could be more turned on then I already am.

“Ash. . .” I fist his shirt, on the verge of coming. Those slow strokes are building up. My core tightens ready for my release.

“Shhh. . . I know, baby. I know.” He lets go of my dress, and I pick it up before it falls all the way down.

He uses that hand to press his thumb past my lips. “I can’t wait to have my cock between your smeared lips.” He’s messing up my perfect make up, and yet I don’t care. All I want is to pleasure him.

“You’re going to take every inch of me, and when I expand, you’ll swallow every drop I spill.” I whimper against his finger wanting to feel him inside of me.

“Come for me, baby girl,” he whispers in my ear, and it’s as if he commanded my body, and I no longer have control over it. I scream, my orgasm explodes, and my legs shake coming down from that high. I lean against his chest, my body still trembling.

“Good baby, now it’s my turn,” he says with a gleam in his eye. He slowly unbuttons his black button-up. My eager eyes take in all of his beautiful upper body and his wolf tattoo. He stops, and I look up at him as he gives me a devilish smile. He’s putting on a show for me. He unbuckles his pants slowly, and I almost want to go to him and help him, but he finally takes them off, along with his boxers. His dick springs free, and my mouth waters.

I try to take off my dress, but he stops me, grabbing both my hands and putting them on my sides. “No,” he tells me. “I’ll do it, now lift up your arms.” I do as he says.

He runs his hand across my lacy, violet bra and traces the center of my body until he reaches my thong. He kisses the sides of my tit, his breath giving me goosebumps all over my body. He wraps his arms around me, unclasps my bra, and lets it slide down my arms as my breasts fall free.

Suddenly, he grabs me by the neck, squeezing the air from me, but I know he’s in control. Instead of being scared, I’m excited.

“You’re going to get on your knees, part those pretty little lips, and I’m going to fuck that mouth of yours. I can’t wait to watch you cry and mess up that perfect makeup you put on just for me.” If I wasn’t already drenched, his words would have gotten me there.

He lets go, and I inhale deeply as I get off the bed and immediately get on my knees. He pulls my chin, and I open. He looks down at me proudly, running his hand up and down his thick shaft before he slides it into my mouth.

I close my eyes, enjoying the movement as he grabs my hair and says, “Open, baby girl.” My eyes fly open, and I watch as he comes undone just using my mouth.

It’s a slow pace, just like when he was rubbing my clit. “Ready, baby girl?” That’s the only warning I get before he picks up his pace. He hits the back of my throat while he fists my hair. He uses my head to help him thrust back and forth in rapid movements.

I can hardly breathe around his thick cock choking me, and tears stream down my face. He lets go of my hair to wipe my cheeks, but there’s no point, the tears keep spilling down my face. “That’s what I like to see, baby girl. Cry for me.”

Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, his dick expands. I shake my head to try and tell him that I can’t, but my mouth is too full. I want to tell Ash to stop and let me breathe, but I can’t, and more tears stream down my face. He’s relentless.

“Look at your pretty makeup. It’s ruined now.” I can feel him hitting the back of my throat. “The eyeliner and mascara you had on has smeared.” I try to pull back, but he fists my head even harder. “Relax, baby girl, it’s almost over.” I do as he says, my breathing comes out easier, and I moan, loving the way his thick dick feels. “You look so pretty, Katarina,” he says as beads of cum shoot down the back of my throat, and all I can do is swallow.

He pulls out, my throat is raw, but the satisfied look he’s giving me, makes it all worth it. “We can’t have you wasting my cum, can we?” He swipes the drips from the sides of my lips and smears it all over my mouth. “There we go, Katarina. I want you to take in every drop of me.”

I sit on my ass, exhausted.

“Oh, baby girl.” The sound of that wicked voice of his makes me look in his direction. “Are you tired?” he asks as he bends down on his legs and caresses my cheek so softly with his hands. “We’re just getting started.”

“Lay on the bed,” he commands, and I do what he says. I get up on shaky legs and hold on to my elbow to steady myself.

I lay on the center of the bed as he unhooks my garter straps and takes off my thigh-high stockings. He rips off my thong and throws it to the side of the bed. I’m completely naked, and the way he’s looking at me like I’m the sexist woman in the world thrills me.

“Open wider.” He slaps my thighs, pulling them apart. He lowers his head in between my legs and runs his tongue up and down my pussy. I close my eyes and can’t help but moan loudly. I move my hands, looking for something to grab and fist another cock. My eyes open wide as Az leans against the side of the bed.

“Look at what I have,” Az whispers as I pump his length, paying extra attention to his piercing.

My eyes are drawn to his hand. He brings the heart-shaped jewel close to my face. “Ash is going to put it in and get your ass to open up. Once you’re ready, Ash will take your ass while I take that sweet pussy.” He looks down at where Ash is lapping my juices. Az grabs the bottle of lube from the side table, opens it, and squeezes a good amount onto the plug.

Az hands Ash the butt plug, and without missing a beat, he grabs it. My body tenses up, waiting for the intrusion. “Relax, baby girl,” Ash says quietly, running the toy up and down my opening.

Az grabs a couple pillows and stacks them together. “I heard you gave Ash good head just a couple minutes ago.” How the fuck does he know that? I never saw them talk. Ash has been with me the whole time. Did I lose track of time or something?

Az grabs my face and lines his cock up with my mouth, his precum glistening down his tattoo and piercing. “You like sucking cock, don’t you, little brat?” he asks low and deep. My words aren’t functioning.

When Az shoves his cock past my lips, that’s when Ash pushes the butt plug in. Instead of screaming in pain, I moan in pleasure, wanting more. He thrusts the toy back and forth while I can feel Az’s piercing tickling my throat.

“Did you cry for Ash?” Az asks, grabbing my hair and using it as leverage to push deeper. I nod my head as tears stream down my face.

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