"Jamie?" her blue eyes were wide as the teenage boy jumped and stared at her, horrified and ashamed at being caught, especially with such dirty thoughts of her running through his head. For a moment, his dick started to shrivel, but she was wearing one of her tightest and most low cut shirts, her tits looking like they were ready to pop out. Mortification warred with arousal in his balls. And she didn’t look horrified, she looked intrigued. Looking him over, she smiled and walked towards him, and he noticed that she was wearing a pair of his old boxers with her tank top. Sitting on the bed next to him, she tilted her head and studied his face as he blushed beet red and covered his straining dick with his hands. Suddenly, she looked comprehending, "Ah, you are shy yes?" "N-n-n-noo..." he stuttered a little, and cursed himself. Of all the times to look blatantly uncool, even more so than he already did. "No?" she teased him gently. “You look shy to me, yes?” “Fine, shy,” he mutte

His hands were full of her body as she moved on top of him, his mouth full of her tongue and sweet lips, the smell of her filling his nose. It felt like she'd taken over every part of him with soft wetness and pleasure. As she increased the pace on his dick, he realized that it was too much, he couldn't contain himself... against everything he wanted, despite the blow job that she’d already given him, he started to cum again, his dick jerking and pulsing wildly as he shot his first load into a pussy. Moaning, in both pleasure and humiliation, he looked at her apologetically as she pulled back to look at him. "You go?" she asked, he nodded red and guilty feeling. To his surprise, she smiled. "Is ok... you um... you boy, you know? Um... horny, yes? So, not long. Trust me." Staying on top of him, his dick again only sank to half mast as it was trapped in the warm tunnel of her body. She stroked his chest, her fingers toying gently with his nipples, and his dick twitched inside of her

Emma was all woman with large tits, full rounded hips, and a curving stomach. To me, she would take a long fucking without any fear of hurting . Her legs were thick and strong as well. Her body was pure perfection, and always had my cock hard as rock.Even as her wolf wanted to lie down in submission, the woman in front of me put up a fight, Emma and her wolf were together as one, but she was determined not to put her future in the hands of a person she didn’t trust. For as much as she was submissive, she wasn’t stupid either. I absolutely respected her.My mate didn’t crave any kind of submission at the hands of a cruel man. She wanted to be submissive for the right man who would take care of her and treat her right, not like some animal.The scars inside her ran deep, and yet, she boxed them away as if there was not a care in the world. She wouldn’t acknowledge my claiming, we had never fucked, and I did not met her pack alpha.Her one and only request was that her presence remain a

He was scum, and no one missed him. After my first disaster in BDSM, i decided to leave it alone, wanting pain, needing pain, and craving pain had to be pushed aside, the pain i craved that no matter what anyone did to me, i couldn’t feel.I couldn’t allow myself to become vulnerable to anyone, wolves were not submissive and did not enjoy that bite of pain to get them off, nor did they hunt for someone to hurt them in the hope of feeling it. I didn’t know why i was different from the others in my pack, but out of fear i did not ask anyone what they experienced.The couples i saw in the pack were always sweet together, my first time had been awful, and the guy I had shared it with had held me down as he pounded hard into mybody. The only thing i recalled liking was being held down and the fact I couldn’t feel anything as he bit me during his release, from that point my need to find pain had only grown, my wolf knew what she wanted, and so did I.“I’m sorry, Master.”I followed the soun

"I’ve given you more in the last year than you have ever gotten elsewhere. I see the look in your eyes, Emma. You don't allow me to bring you to orgasm, yet the pleasure is there in your eyes, the way you let me hold you. There’s much you can accuse me of, but caring and seeing to your needs is not one of them.” He withdrew his hand. “You’ve been through a lot of crap. I want to know what it is, everything"“No, I’m not telling you anything.”“You feel your wolf right now? How she is pacing along the walls of your mind, curious yet holding herself back?”“How did you—”“She wants to trust me, to trust this instinct inside her. You have put yourself in danger, and we are not going anywhere else until you tell me what.” He stared at me knowing he needed to win this battle. “Tonight, you’re coming home with me. We’re going to get to the bottom of your problems. No one lies at my house. We wl be totally alone, and we can explore your issues.”“No, I’m not going anywhere with you.” I shook