Mera. I can't believe I'm crying from his fucking. Last night, I'd been doing my best to hold back my moans, not to indulge in sex. I couldn't like him. He doesn't belong to me and I don't belong to him. We're like two parallel lines that can never cross. He would marry a she-wolf and I would be given to Alpha as a slave. He was a werewolf and I was human. Our races are completely different. Our lives are also different. That's an undeniable fact. So, as he fucked me, I kept biting my lower lip. But he fucked harder and harder, thrusting faster and faster. My moans just spilled out completely uncontrollably. I sat on the bed covering my face as the image of me leaning my head back and moaning fiercely kept repeating in my mind. He lay on my chest sucking on my nipples and then fucking me hard. His strong muscles addicted me, and then I was hugging his neck, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, eager for his cock to thrust into me. It was as if he was thrusting very deep
Mera. Mistress Hawthorne had us wiggling our asses and moaning at the same time. Without much hesitation, the girls started doing it right away. I've learned to do these things with no expression on my face. These tricks are just a means to impress the Alpha. No tricks are needed when you really like someone. "Right. You're doing a great job." "The sluttier you are, the more Alpha will like you." "Your moans are making me wet." She nodded her head in satisfaction, then ended the day's lesson. "Check your panties, they must be soaked with your juices." "I can already smell your rutting. You had better wipe your little pussies with a tissue." The she-wolves were always more open and would speak flirtatious and teasing language. The girls, on the other hand, were generally more shy, clamping their knees together and rubbing their inner thighs slightly. "Tomorrow you will need to take some pictures that will be sent to the honorable Alpha to enjoy. Your beautiful bodies will su
Mera. "Mera, I want to shower with you." He barged into the bathroom without my permission. He stood naked in front of me, his hard cock already standing. "Can I refuse?" I had already given half of the bathtub space when I asked the question. The water rose some distance after he entered the tub. We were crammed into a tub, causing our bodies to inevitably touch each other. He reached out his arms and quickly lifted me onto his lap. His long legs flexed and I sat on his span, leaning against his thighs. At the same time, his huge erection was pressed against my pussy. I felt that our position was just too awkward. So, I struggled to get into a different position. "Do you want me to get crazier?" He pressed down on my waist, stopping me from squirming around. His cock was hot and burning, resting between my legs. "Your skin is so smooth!" He stroked the skin around my waist, then followed the curve upward. "No!" His touch triggered a shiver through me, and every inch of my sk
Mera.The last thing I realized was that I let out a loud moan, clenched the huge inside of my pussy to reach a stimulating orgasm, and then fainted in his arms.What happened after that, I don't know anything about.When I woke up, it was early the next morning.Sex with a werewolf is just too physically demanding. I fell into a deep sleep after every sex.A werewolf's penis is thicker and longer than a human's, and sex lasts longer than they do. Sexual prowess is one of the most important indicators for girls to evaluate a man. I'm sure there are plenty of girls and she-wolves who like my master.I like him too.I find that I feel happy after every sex with him. I have loved him too much. I couldn't pull away anymore.I rolled on the bed twice then decided to get up.I put on my shaping underwear, which makes my breasts look a little fuller. I suddenly realized how smooth my skin had become, smoother than the most expensive silk. There wasn't a single blemish on my skin, it was as b
Hawthorne.I looked at the pile of pictures of beautiful girls on the table like a pile of dollars put in front of me.I admired each photo of naked human girls posing in the most lascivious positions with the shyest expressions. There was no werewolf who didn't love their fabulous nudity.I select the most lascivious photos from them and pack them into eleven envelopes. Each envelope corresponded to a girl and contained twenty photos of her.These photos are given to their future Alpha, who will make small demands on the slave's body.For example, some Alpha's like plump slaves and some Alpha's like slaves with thin waists.I need to train the disobedient girls into obedient slaves that meet the Alpha's requirements.They have only been at the castle for two months and there are still many things they have not learned. As long as a girl is trained by the castle, no matter how innocent she once was, she will surely become slutty after a year.Of the eleven girls, the most beautiful wa
Mera. I stared in wide-eyed amazement at the necklace in front of me, which had two rings hanging in the center. One ring was large and the other was small. My eyes move back and forth between the rings and his face. He grabbed my hand and placed the necklace in my hand. "Mera, don't cry." He wipes the tears from the corners of my eyes and carefully pins the messy strands of hair behind my ear. "Do the necklace and ring make you happy?" He asked, rubbing my face. His hands were on my waist, pressing me tightly against him. I preferred the ring to the necklace. But why would he give me a ring? He picked up one of the smaller rings and then gestured me me to look at its inner circle. There were two names written on the inside of the ring - my name "Mera" and his name "Garyson". In the middle of the two names was the shape of a heart. I stared at it for a few seconds, then quickly looked up at him. "Like it? I wrote it on myself." He said. I nodded, a faint smile on my face
Mera. I hold up my own hand, feeling like I'm missing something important on my ring finger. I put my hands up, then he took my hands and pulled me up off the couch. He was so strong that I fell into his arms. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling the warmth of his arms before I let go of him. He took a ring, held my hand and said to me, "Will you wear this ring?" I nodded happily, "I do." When he put the ring on my ring finger, the size was surprisingly just right. "How did you know the size of my finger?" I asked curiously. "Secretly measured it while you were asleep." He answered me with a smile. Turns out he had been thinking about giving me a ring for a while. I held up my left hand and admired it in the light. It was the most beautiful ring in my heart. He takes my hand and places it on his lips for a soft kiss. I feel his deep love for me. "Now it's your turn to put the ring on my finger." He slipped the other ring into my hand. He couldn't wait t
Mera. He was staring intently between my legs, his lips above my pussy. I feel more juices flowing out of me. I tried to clamp my pussy to stop it from continuing to flow. But it was futile. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I looked down at him and he sensed my sight and looked up to meet my eyes. He licked his lips and quickly lowered his head to kiss my pussy. "Ahh..." I let out a small moan. "Have you ever been kissed pussy before?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. I shook my head and responded in a small voice, "No." "So this is the first time your little pussy has been kissed. It's a very comforting thing to do. You're going to love it." He assured me. He kissed my pussy as he looked at me. He put my legs on each of his shoulders and then buried his mouth between my legs. He licked from the bottom of my pussy all the way up to the top where my clit was, and he pressed his tongue against my clit and massaged it. "Ahhhh..." I moaned out uncontrollably. He laughe