Eight Three

Dominic's tongue twirls playfully in my mouth. I got aroused by the way he was pressing his body against me.

"Nick, stop," I said in between kisses. "If this continues, we will never leave here."

He pulls his lips and looks at me devilishly. "I don't mind. I'm not done savoring your body."

Why does he have so much stamina?

Oh, right, werewolf.

But I'm a half-fox. I should have equal energy as he, but my body feels exhausted and sore. And I trained my body not to get worn out, yet, when it comes to sex, I'm drained.

Dominic parted from my lips and lowered himself, kissing my skin. He kissed the side of my thigh as his face reached between my legs. I let out a small moan feeling his hot breath.

"They are going to wonder where we are."

"Hm."

"Nick, please don't- AH!" I gasped out as I felt his tongue swirling in me.

I spread my legs wider for better access for him. I grabbed his hair as the surge built up inside me.

"Oh god! I'm getting close," I moan louder and grab his hair to pull clo