THE ENGAGEMENT II

When Casper cupped her breasts in his palms she pushed against his hand, while a hungry purr rolled deep from within her throat. He almost chuckled at the unlikely sound because after all she was a werewolf not a cat.

Sensing his drift she slid against him, her hips surging forward, and he let his weight rest against her.

This was certainly too much for him to bear, he was no virgin but his body was reacting like a wolf at the throes of his first sexual bloom.

Watching her writhing against him made Casper realize that he could really complete the mating process right then with one swift move, but he held back much to Pilla’s distaste. He shouldn’t act impulsively at the pure command of his dick but the minx was hell bent on ruining him completely as her small hand closed round him.

His tongue probed her mouth as he pushed against her hand, exulting in the sensation even though he recognized it wasn’t sufficient enough.

“Don’t!” The word came out in a strained growl as he pushed her s