Chapter 119

Paul's breathing became louder, and his body was hot and slick with sweat. His hoarse breathing told me that he was on the verge of coming. He pressed my back against the stone siding of the house. In this position I couldn't keep up with his movement.

"Oh, baby!" he cried hoarsely. "Oh God!"

The smooth pumping of his hips became faster as he drove into me roughly. I felt my own orgasm closing in, but the animal sounds issuing from Paul made me even hotter. When I felt his hot fluid shooting into my body I screeched, my nails raking down his back. Paul shuddered and his teeth sank into my shoulder.

Being bitten by a Werewolf is not like being bitten by a Vampire. Paul's teeth were thick and used for ripping and shredding. Vampire's teeth were long and thin and only used for puncturing. Our saliva acted as an anesthesia.

Paul didn't have any anesthesia in his saliva.

The pain was horrible, and I bucked and pushed against him, barely holding back a scream of pain. But my body su