into becoming a beta? If so, I
wasn’t going to complain. All week I had been craving a hard fucking from the
alpha, but I wanted to keep the licker on hand.
By
this point, I was enormously pregnant. My belly was round and full and my
breasts were almost bursting with milk, and the members of the pack had made a
habit of staring each gangbang by licking and sucking my nipples I enjoyed it
so much that several times I had small orgasms just from the tit play. I’ve
always loved having men play with my tits, but being pregnant just made them so
much more sensitive, and the feeling of being milked by a big rough wolf was
more pleasurable than I ever would have imagined.
But
back to the alpha and his betas. They circled me running their hands over my
belly, stroking it before they pushed me down onto the ground on all fours. My
belly was another source of pleasure for me, not because it felt any better to
have it touched, nothing like that. I loved it because it was big and round,
and it hung against my thighs when I was on all fours. I could see it, the
obvious sign of my fertility, the reason why these wolves wanted me again and
again. As much as I loved having the wolves suck on my tits, it was my belly
and my womb that gave me power over them, that turned me from some slut who
liked to fuck into a breeding machine. Seeing my big, round belly made
everything simple. It was the proof of our deal.
But as
fully pregnant as I was (It had only been weeks, and I looked and felt like I
was eight months pregnant) I was hornier than ever, and I knew how to use my
body. After they pushed me down on all fours, I spread my legs so the beta
could see my pussy and ass. I could tell he liked this because he slapped my
ass and began to rub himself against me as soon as he saw me present myself to
him.
The
alpha was already so hard that I didn’t waste any time sliding him inside me.
Screw foreplay, I wanted bone-shaking sex. I wanted to feel orgasm rolling
through my body, shaking my core and leaving me breathless. I didn’t have any
interest in anything else. Luckily, neither did the alpha. As the betas and the
Licker circled around to play with my nipples and fuck my throat, the alpha got
to work fucking me as hard and as fast as he could.
Each
thrust almost knocked me over, and I could feel my knees scraping against the
dirt floor of the den. It was like he was proving a point: this is how you please a woman, this is how you show you’re the alpha;
don’t try to make he cum, just fuck her into submission and she’ll be unable to
do anything but cum again and again . It was a point well made, because each
thrust felt like it was reaching all the way inside of me. The Licker and the
beta tried to keep me from getting knocked down by each of the alpha’s thrusts,
but even they struggled.
I
could feel the pleasure rising and rising inside me. I must have been extra
hormonal, because as overwhelming as the pleasure was, as much as it made me
want to cum and cum and cum, I didn’t orgasm. Instead, the pleasure just kept
building and building. It felt like one long, rolling orgasm, better than
anything I had ever imagined. Pleasure pulsed through my veins and my body
shook with delight. Again and again the alpha rocked my body with his massive
thrusts. His cock felt like it was getting larger with each plunge. His dick
was stretching my pussy deeper and wider than I had ever felt, and the pleasure
just kept building and building.
At the
same time the betas and the Licker played with my nipples and rubbed themselves
against me. I couldn’t even wonder what they were doing because everything felt
so could that I couldn’t even think. I couldn’t do anything but receive the
rolling pleasure and moan in long, drawn out breaths.
Harder
and harder the alpha shook my body, until finally, I felt myself shaking with
the most incredible pleasure. It felt like it was opening my body, radiating
through me, filling me with unknown levels of
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