Wolf Slut, The Complete Bundle

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Authors: Celia Sykes
ecstasy. I screamed louder and
louder. I screamed with delight until I lost my voice, and then I panted. I as
the alpha held onto my hips and pounded my pussy, I could feel my ass vibrate
with each of his thrusts, I could feel my stomach rocking back and forth and my
already raw breasts getting more swollen and more sensitive.
    Every
fiber of my body felt like it was on fire with pleasure. I dug my toes into the
dirt floor as the pleasure intensified, but I couldn’t hold out any longer,
what had felt like an orgasm gave way to even greater pleasure. Even my short
deep breaths felt amazing. My body glistened with sweat and I felt wave after
wave of pleasure crash through me as the orgasm began to trail off.
    Then,
moments later, the alpha began to thrust as hard as I had ever felt him thrust,
and then he stopped with his dick pressed as deep in me as I had ever felt, and
he began to cum inside me. His pulsing dick and his cum curling inside me sent
me right back over the edge into orgasm, and warm pleasure flooded through my
body and rolled through my core.
    I
wanted to collapse on the ground in delight. The betas ran their hands over me
as the alpha made his final thrusts. Everything from the tips of my toes to the
soft skin on my cheeks felt amazing, and as I lay there I wondered for the
first time what would happen once I gave birth and the wolves had no more use
for me. Would they cast me off? Would they kill me? I could barely remember
anything outside the past few weeks of gangbangs and breastfeeding and mind
blowing orgasms.
    ***
    The next
morning I went into labor, and gave birth to three baby boys. I could tell
right away that they were the alpha’s. But the rest of the pack seemed to treat
the babies as if they were mine and mine alone. I spent the next few days
nursing them and recovering from the birth. Like the pregnancy, the recovery
process happened so much faster than I ever would have thought possible. By the
end of the next week, I was beginning to feel like my old self again, and the
babies were already growing at an incredible pace.
    The
entire pack took turns playing with the babies and helping me to care for them,
but soon, they were strong enough to stand and walk, and within a few weeks, I
knew they would be able to shift and soon they’d be able to hunt and they’d
have no need for me anymore.
    I
imagined leaving the wolf den and heading back into civilization. It seemed so
pointless, I had everything I wanted right here. I was fulfilled in ways I
hadn’t dreamed possible the first time I entered these woods. I wondered when I
should leave, when the wolves would want me to leave.
    Bit by
bit, I began to feel my sex drive returning, and the wolves seemed to notice.
The gentle care I had received immediately after giving birth had started to
give way to the more predatory and exciting behavior that had led me to the
pack in the first place.
    Then
one morning I stood up and decided to try to leave. One by one the wolves
approached and brushed against me. One by one they fell back into a circle. The
alpha, who had been keeping his distance again, finally approached me for the
first time since I had given birth. He had a familiar look in his eye. I knew
that look could only mean one thing. He wanted to breed me again, right then
and there. Knelt down before him and took his large cock in my mouth, licking
it just long enough for him to get hard. Then I turned and spread my legs for
him. I had a feeling I was going to enjoy what would happen next.
    I
wanted to be bred again and again. I wanted to feel the surge of hormones, the
full attention of the entire pack focused on me. I wanted to revel in the power
of my womanhood and the force of the wolves’ sexuality. I began to rub my pussy
and prepare myself for another hard fucking, and the pack closed in tighter
around me, eager to start again.
    I
wasn’t looking for romance. I wasn’t that kind of girl. I wanted hard, rough
sex. I wanted to feel their

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