Chiyako

I too would not mind if Nimona ended up catching them.

Interesting. The feelings are very specific then. I will need to make note of that. Controlling myself in the beast form should also be simple enough. Still, there were a couple of fatal flaws in her plan. First: she would need to fix the issue concerning daylight. Perhaps a strong enough potion could, while she was in the beast form, offer her protection. Fur too would potentially assist. Second: she would need to fix the issue concerning garlic. While she doubted they would test her on either she had to be absolutely certain. Failing either would make her studies immensely more difficult. "I am afraid not. Again: accidents happen. Unforeseen events. I once bore witness to one of our kind perishing due to faulty craftsmanship. The roof just collapsed. Nobody could have anticipated it. Rot had built up without anyone's notice. No, this is one thing I do not take chances with." The thought of him joining her was pleasant enough. With pink tainting her cheeks Alicia reached up to remove her glasses, setting them aside on a bedside table. Then she wrapped her arms around Darion's neck, lips planting a kiss upon his muzzle. "Carry me and I shall allow it."

The little vampire squirmed as she felt her lover's rod soften, and a sigh left her when he finally did slip free from her body. It was a shame, but then there was nothing stopping them from enjoying themselves later. She was patient. "How does it feel when you transform? When you are in that form? Does it hurt? It would be good for knowing when the potion is working as it should." Perhaps I might even grow larger! Wouldn't that be a sight to see? A slight frown dipped upon the corners of her lips, although it was thankfully hidden by her nuzzling. "I must. Our kind cannot be too careful when it comes to the sun. I have seen our kind perish due to circumstances far beyond their control in the past. I do not plan on joining them." Her expression was fixed as she turned her gaze up towards the man, hand moving to brush against the side of his head. Fingers scratched gently at the back of his ear. "Your offer is appreciated. Also, I might use the shower on my way out. After all, I do not wish to stain my clothes."

It was quite difficult for the inexperienced Lunavi to tend to her friend. His cock-like tail soon met with the hyper-sensitive tendrils deeper within her body, and as they reached out to cling against the intrusion Zeeva felt her legs shake with weakness. Her breathing picked up, now conducted entirely through her nostrils. The little alien's hips even started to move on their own in gentle rolling circles. Oh gosh! This is hard! Eyes clenched shut when she felt him brush against her cervix. Hands, which had started to grip more firmly against the man's cock, now moved instead to grip at Zac's legs. More of his length was drawn into her mouth, grazing across her teeth and held to the roof of her mouth with her tongue. A push would send him right down her throat, but she wasn't too worried, as she felt she'd gotten a handle on the breathing part. Instead she began to suckle against his length, hoping to assist further with drawing out her lover's release!

It was weird, making such a promise to another, and especially so with a werewolf. But there were other experiments she could run. Also, the sex was amazing, even if she would never fully admit it out loud. Both were equally valid reasons. A soft huff slipped free from the vampire. He really put a lot of emphasis on that 'if', didn't he? Perhaps a bit too much! Did he doubt her scientific abilities?! "When I make it. I wonder what I might look like as a werewolf." The fact that he wished to keep her scratch marks was intriguing in its own right. Would he not desire less scars? After all he wanted the bite removed. But then upon reflecting further upon it, and in combination with the kiss against her hand, she understood. Red flashed once more upon her cheeks and ears. Sitting up and clearing her throat Alicia reached up with her free hand to fix her glasses which, again, had become askew. "I see. Stay still." Her hand reached over to where she had bitten the wolf. Digits moved in little circles over the wound, and with a brief mumbling of archaic words miniature runes circled over the spot. Within seconds the flesh closed up, all but removing the wounds. Even the fur was restored. "There we go. Good as new" she whispered, leaning against Darion again. Alicia nuzzled against his shoulder softly, although in reality it was a ruse. She still had not had much rest, or much to eat, and alongside the extensive night of heavy exertion she had become tired.

A sharp breath left her as Darion's tip lodged securely against her cervix, threatening to squeeze its way into her core, although before he had a chance he had reached his own climax. Thick ropes were ejected directly into the back of her womb. Each hot impact sent a jolt of bliss along her spine, causing her to jump slightly. While it certainly brought her pleasure it also carried with it a hint of sadness, as she very much wished to continue. With their kiss broken Alicia allowed her tongue to slowly retreat back into her mouth. She leaned in, planting a soft peck against his cheek. "You were equally impressive. Next time we can try to fit the knot. That should be an interesting experiment." She was content to relax in the moment, to share warmth with her lover. With arms curling around her body Alicia snuggled up close, nuzzling her cheek against the fur of his torso. The urge to clip some of his fur or remove some of his flesh was difficult for her to fight. However the shared affection in the moment was at least enough to blunt those thoughts. Even so, the comforting thoughts of her projects were slowly returning to mind. "If I manage to successfully develop a polymorph potion then I might become capable of visiting your people." Speaking of which. "I'll need to take care of that bite before I leave. I might have left marks in your back as well. With my nails."

Fingers gripped upon the fur of the werewolf's shoulders. While she had experience in many things, this was not one of them. Not in sex, and certainly not with affection. It drew her more swiftly towards her finish, and while she understood that he could continue beyond it she also knew that the morning was not far off. Lids parted, locking her crimson gaze with his green orbs. She leaned further into the kiss, suckled more firmly upon his tongue, and softly pumped her coiled muscle against his. Hips pushed wider in their rolling movements, pressed down with more force as though she were trying to squeeze him further within her body, although she knew such things were futile as they were now. Her wet tunnel clamped down from all sides, squeezed with far greater intensity than it had before, enough to slow her movements. I am enjoying this way too much. It was only a matter of time before her petite form shuddered within her lover's lap, body pressed against Darion's while her nectar again coated his length. Moans were muffled within their kiss. Her lips locked more firmly against his muzzle. Even so she continued to move herself upon him, hoping to assist him into his own release.

He is far more gentle now. I doubt it is due to his climax. Deep down she understood why. As much as she refused to admit it, similar feelings were cropping up within the back of her own mind. This was not simply breeding, or an experiment, but romantic and tender. Making love. And she enjoyed it. Alicia's hands drifted down from Darion's head, brushing along the back of his neck until she reached his shoulders. Fingers massaged beneath the fur, working to ease up her partner's muscles. A much needed distraction, for when she felt Darion's heart accelerate within his chest her own followed suit. Her tongue, which had captured Darion's, also provided a gentle coiling massage, and whenever his flesh was pulled within her mouth she suckled tenderly upon it. Paws gripped at her hips. In response she slowed the movement of her hips. She didn't fight him, allowing Darion to guide their pace, although with his assistance she squeezed the wolf's cock more firmly still against her core whenever her hips were lowered, drawing forth hushed gasps from the vampire. Somehow it felt even nicer than it had before. Already her flesh was tightening up around her partner's length. Perhaps it was the stimulation of his fur against her breasts as she moved, or excitement towards the possibility of fitting him deeper within her body. More likely it was something different: real affection. It's just an experiment.

Her hands paused for a moment while she considered Zac's words. He was right, wasn't he? If that happened she'd just be dirty all over again! That might be rude! "Sorry!" she squeaked. But then came a flash of inspiration! "Zeeva can fix!" Leaning in closer, the little Lunavi opened her mouth wide. Her tongue extended, brushing along the underside of Zac's cock, and with it she guided him towards her open maw. Being extra careful, Zeeva took the head of Zac's manhood between her lips. Only once he was properly secured did her hands continue their work! Minty! There! Now he won't spill everywhere! That should be okay, right? Heat flashed across her cheeks when she felt something against her own crotch, drawing her attention down. Eyes widened in awe as Zac's tail changed shape, gradually taking on a form very similar to the one currently occupied by her hands! A shiver ran along her spine as the smaller cock teased against her pillowy soft mound. Moments later it pushed forth, stretching her flesh open around the intruding mass, drawing a muffled moan from the alien. Legs twitched, spreading just a little further, although she could do little as she was standing up beyond wiggling her hips.

It was amusing, really. For all of their bluster werewolves shared more similarities to common hounds or wolves than she'd initially expected. Another note for her journal. For now however she enjoyed the moment, for even she had to admit that petting a beast was in itself a comforting act. I can see some of the benefits to retaining werewolves. And feel them. Her body, having rested enough, was already starting to react to her movements. Hot flesh held a secure grip against Darion's cock while she moved, although a mixture of fluids from the two of them gave her enough lubrication to make the task fairly simple. Then again she wasn't moving too far either. A light pace to warm up while she considered her next move. Large paws rubbed against her thighs, drifted up to her back, and ultimately pulled her in for another kiss. This one was different however. More composed. Affectionate. It drew a greater rush of heat than the penetration from her lover! But it was something different, something dearly lacking within her life, and which had been for a very long time. In the moment she allowed her eyes to shut, her lips to press firmly against his muzzle, and her tongue to gently coil around his.

Must be a cultural thing then for this pack. Yet another issue which requires further studies. Alicia nuzzled softly against his neck. Her hands readjusted, idly brushing through the fur atop his head, fingers exploring along his ears and scalp. They sought out weak spots, those places which might feel best if they were given attention. Just how close was he to a typical canine? Of course beyond enjoying the comforting warmth and softness of his body she did listen intently to his words. Their behavior makes sense for a younger coven. I doubt they have many old ones. Perhaps one or two. While much of the time she was aloof Alicia wasn't necessarily callous. His words brought to mind some of her older memories. "You should not allow yourself to be imprisoned in the past. While I may live for thousands of years yet, you do not share the same luxury. Enjoy your life. Find comfort in others. Do not forget, or forgive, but overcome. Given the information you have provided, they would hate that." Am I being too soft? Is this what sex does? An interesting side effect. I will need to be more careful in the future. Hoping to further cement her suggestion, the little vampire's hips started to move once more. She lifted her rump up only a few inches at a time, pulling herself free slowly, only to drop suddenly until he'd hit her core again. When he was fully sheathed within her she paused, rolling her hips, dragging the tip against her womb, only to repeat the process. A gentle rhythm to start them along, although light enough that she could still carry on in conversation. This slow rhythm should keep him pent up. I wonder how long until he loses control?

He was right. They could rent the room until the next night had arrived. But that carried its own risks. One did not live to be as old as she was without being careful. "Better not take the risk, unfortunate as it is." Returning from behind her head, Alicia's free hand drifted to her sex. Two fingers applied careful pressure to her lips, spreading them slightly. Red flashed across her face and ears. Now that was embarrassing! But it was necessary while she lined the two of them up. The hand on Darion's cock dragged up towards the tip, gripping it close for added control. With a shuddered sigh she lowered herself. Hot flesh peeled open around the man's red length, and once she had sunk an inch of it within her body Alicia relocated her hands to settle upon Darion's chest. "J-just gathering data." Eyes closed while she focused upon her task. Careful wiggling of her hips shifted to gentle rolling movements as he pressed deeper within her body. When she finally felt his cock lodge itself against her womb she halted her movements. "There we go." Figuring that she deserved a break Alicia leaned forward to lay against her lover's body, arms dangling over the wolf's shoulders. "You have mated with my kind before, yes? Did you ejaculate into them? Per my earlier observations a pair of werewolves are mated upon completion of the act. I am curious as to why it might be different."

A jolt ran along her spine when Darion pulled himself free from her body. She bit at her lip to muffle the soft whimper which followed. While Darion readjusted himself upon the bed Alicia reached over into her coat, tugging free a couple of glass vials. Samples from her nail were carefully scraped out and deposited within one. Within the other she collected some of her lover's seed from her body. Both could be useful for future projects. I will have my polymorphic potion yet! With her collected goods tucked safely away the little vampire sat up on her knees and scooted over to rejoin her partner. Carefully she pulled herself over the lycanthrope's lap, positioning herself above his still erect member. While one hand gently ran along the length her other reached up behind her, untying the ribbon which held her hair in a ponytail, allowing it to drop loose behind her. "Your stamina is commendable. If not for the dangers of daylight I might have considered staying to test it to its fullest extent." Alicia was given pause once more, cheeks growing a hint shade of brighter pink at his question and his offer. For some reason it felt embarrassing. Perhaps it was the romantic undertones. But then there were also viable reasons beyond that to accept it. Focusing on those would blunt everything else. "I would. Yes. Regardless of whether you took a mate, or whether I experimented with others. I shall give you my number as well. Contact would be conducive to a flourishing relationship." Lowering herself, Alicia squirmed as the tapered tip brushed along her soaked slit. She moved slowly, teasing the edge with her pale lips, gasping softly whenever they were drawn open, offering occasional brief glances to the moistened pink of her inner flesh. "I don't believe I asked this, but what does a wolf like you find desirable in a mate? What would keep you with another of your kind? I wonder if the same effect could be made with a Human. Or a vampire." I doubt I'm fitting it all in. Gravity alone won't do the trick.

"A shame indeed. Your kind has always admittedly been an interesting subject. There are many opportunities being missed with our being hostile towards one another." She nodded. He wasn't wrong. Expanding the experiment with others, perhaps even multiple partners, was the next logical step! She was now intrigued by this sort of thing, but then perhaps that was simply the lust talking. His words about the mating season's pheromones also caught her attention. It was a shame she couldn't visit them during the mating season. "If only" she mumbled to herself. "I could increase the efficiency of my bomb. My lures. Enhance werewolf fertility. Perhaps even tweak the results." The same things could even be applied to her own people! Possibly even hybridization! What might that even look like? In any case, there wasn't much use dwelling upon it in the moment. Short of infiltrating their compound, which was certainly still on the table, she wasn't going to get her chance regardless. Her fluster returned at the thought of taking the lead. He was clearly more experienced when it came to this specific act. She was certain to mess up. But then how better to learn? "I shall give it an attempt." Sitting up within Darion's lap Alicia leaned closer, arms resting lazily upon the wolf's shoulders. She leaned in, planting a kiss against his throat. "Lie back."

With journal in hand Alicia regained her focus. Her free hand lifted to adjust her glasses as she sat up, flipping the book open. Eyes traced their way along Darion's entire form while she sketched. It was not an angle she'd managed to record before. Of course she also sketched her own nude form, including every subtle detail for her records. How he'd managed to fit even as much as he had within her body was all very intriguing! Almost there. A little more and he might have lost it. How might that go? Visible traces of pink shot across her face when she was teased. It wasn't just that either. Even now while she sketched the wolf slowly moved himself within her form. On occasion she had to pause her sketching when he hit a particularly sensitive point within her body. Thankfully he had been courteous enough to slow himself. Pink was replaced by red as Darion further teased her. Alicia paused her drawing again, lifting the book closer to her face. "Y-yes" she mumbled timidly. "It was very pleasant." Almost addicting. I need to be careful. It is no wonder that the younger ones are always fucking. Once she had finished her sketches and notes Alicia closed the book and set it above her. Hands settled at her sides upon the bed, focus returning to Darion. She even started to move her hips a slight bit, experimentally rolling them in achingly slow little circles. "Shall I tend to your wounds then? Or shall we enjoy ourselves a little more?"

A proper moan clawed its way out from her throat as she was slammed right down upon the wolf's rod. It was the first of many. Darion had picked up the pace. Clearly her plan was working! Occasionally he wedged against the same spot, threatened to break through, but the movements were too quick, too erratic. Clearly overpowered, she could do little but wiggle within the man's grasping claws while her body was lifted and lowered at will. Fuck this is kind of hot. When the first hot rope of cum splattered against the back of her womb Alicia's entire body tensed up, her flesh gripping like a vice around the wolf's cock. Teeth sunk into the fur of Darion's shoulder as she aimed to muffle her cries of bliss, not quite breaking skin, although her nails did manage to in a few spots while she held on for dear life. Her small form trembled against his, hips jerked erratically back and forth, and as the man's seed filled her core it became intermixed with her own escaping nectar. While she rode out her release Alicia's mind went blank for a few moments. By the time she'd regained her senses she had been laid out on the bed. Arms splayed out overhead, glasses askew while she recovered with eyes closed. Beads of sweat rolled off her pale skin. She could still feel him within her body, still moving. A hand reached down between them, fingers ran along her belly, tracing the outline of the wolf's cock within her belly. "W-what? Did you almost lose control?" she mumbled, teasing while she herself recovered. Eventually her crimson orbs did open again, meeting Darion's gaze for a moment before they lowered to study the movements of Darion's length within her body. "Hand me my journal. I want to sketch this before we continue."

In this battle of sheer physicality she was outmatched. He had more energy and, more importantly, more strength. An advantage in dexterity, in flexibility, and in agility accomplished little when you were already trapped. Her hips rolled in an attempt to drive him closer to his end, to send him off target, and while it initially succeeded her lover's brute strength was enough to force her hips where needed. It wasn't long before he started to brush against that sensitive spot, even occasionally drive himself directly upon it! Getting. Difficult. To think. She felt his length throbbing with increasing frequency within her body. Clearly he was close to finishing. But so too was she. Hot flesh gripped more securely against Darion's cock. Muscles constricted further on occasion, especially whenever he hit something particularly sensitive. Occasionally her form tensed, trembled, and a whimper slipped free. Their rhythm was still paced slowly, and Darion's thrusts were more controlled than she had anticipated, but they were powerful. Once in a while she felt the tip of his cock slam against her cervix in just the right spot to wedge just the very edge of his length against the tiny opening to her womb. Could he force it in? Fit it all in? I must test it out. Not yet. Maybe in the second round if I can last. Fingers gripped more tightly still at the wolf's fur, nails digging slightly against the flesh concealed beneath. She too was fast approaching her finish, but she needed to ensure that he would continue afterwards, even if they needed a break first. Some way to rile him up. She had an idea of what to say. She knew it would ignite the wolf's feral lust. She knew it would be enough to convince just about any of his kind into going for a second round, perhaps even half a dozen rounds. But it was too embarrassing to say. Still, if she wanted to proceed, if she wanted to potentially accomplish the goals she had set out for herself, then it was necessary. This is so embarrassing. With face nearly glowing red, although hidden against the man's shoulder, and kisses teasing at her neck Alicia worked up the courage to speak. Another surprised squeak escaped as his lips pressed against her ear. It was quite sensitive, and Darion would find her body suddenly tightening around him. It also thankfully forced her to blurt out the words that had been hanging within her mind. "B-breed me."

Zeeva had remained silent while she watched her friend prepare for the shower. It took all of her willpower not to jump around with excitement at the thought of someone else washing her body. She almost felt like royalty! Her excitement did help to calm her sexual urges, at least a little bit, although the sight of Zac's throbbing meat kept her on edge. I can't believe I fit that inside! Gosh sex is neat! With a nod Zeeva lifted her arms overhead, fully exposing her petite form. Her smile widened as fingers gripped at her shoulders. There was no resistance from her and she allowed the man to dictate where she stood and where to move her limbs as needed. Once she was rinsed off she felt something bump against one of her breasts, drawing a hushed breath from the little alien. Lilac orbs lowered and were greeted by the man's aching sex. She knew how to assist with that! Taking inspiration from the hands working against her shoulders Zeeva reached forth, gently grasping at her friend's length. Fingers slid along the underside until they reached his sack, massaging softly while her other hand gripped gently near the tip. "Zeeva can help" whispered the Lunavi, her hand delicately moving in slow focused strokes along the entire length. "If need use Zeeva again is okay."

Crimson orbs snapped open as Darion hit the same spongey area again. In fact his hips had slowed, but his accuracy had drastically increased! He was doing it on purpose! Nails dug into the fur of Darion's back, her face planted against his shoulder to cover her embarrassed fluster and to help muffle the soft squeak which emerged with every direct strike. The small vampire trembled, legs squeezed tightly against the man's hips. Stop! Not fair! She felt powerless as she was held within his arms. There was little she could do beyond rolling her hips. It gave her some reprieve, forced some of his thrusts to move off target, but then she had to endure his rod scraping against otherwise unattended to spots. Once more she tried to lift herself and once more she dropped down upon him. Another lustful moan slipped free from her when his tapered tip rammed against the entrance to her womb, sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine. "I-I'm not delusion" mumbled the vampire, finally having managed a moment of reprieve from one of her weak spots. "If I didn't want this t-then we wouldn't be doing this. Clearly I do. We both do." Biting her lip Alicia prepared herself. Her hips started to roll again, dragging out a wider circle while her flesh coiled securely around the wolf's cock, squeezing it against her core. He wasn't even fully within her body, but then that was to be expected given their differences. "T-that might be all we can fit" she grumbled. I wonder if the mirror is silver-backed. It might be nice to watch. For sketching purposes, of course!

An annoyed huff left the little vampire. He didn't need to say it out loud! She even nipped at his neck in response, however this aggression was short lived as she felt his hand against her cheek and, a moment later, their lips together once more. It was almost romantic in a way. Romance would just get in the way. Again their lips locked together, her tongue coiling against his as it entered her mouth. Eyes closed. She started to suckle against his sleek muscle, body wiggling softly while the wolf freed himself from her gripping womanhood, only to tense again as he steadily pushed his way back in. Her breath grew hotter, gasps muffled by their embrace. The little vampire started to roll her hips, both to assist him with his efforts and to stir his rod about within her body. When he hit her g-spot again she tensed, whimpering as she broke the kiss. "I d-don't care if you tell anyone" she whispered softly. "Did I not say to you that I-" Biting her lip, Alicia muffled as best she could her lustful whimper, her body sinking down another inch. "D-did I not say to you that I do as I please?"

Red flashed across her cheek, even across her ears. She most certainly was eager, even if she tried to deny it herself! But to admit that openly was far too embarrassing. Worse still: he was continuing to tease her! She nibbled on her lip, body shivering as the meaty spear prodded further within her body. Then came another push, firmer, and despite a moment of resistance she ultimately felt him sink in, driving a hot sigh of relief from her lips. Not so bad. Given all the time she had lived, and the many horrors she had survived, this was far from the worst she'd ever felt. It didn't even really matter what he did to her: come morning she would be good as new, even if they managed to get a little rough with one another. "I have endured far worse. Everything is temporary when you have an immortal body." Her lips pressed in again, this time planting a kiss against the wolf's jawline. With her legs locked against his sides she lifted herself, stopping only when he had nearly slipped free from her body, before she dropped herself again, gasping softly as he sunk in yet another inch. "You're much bigger. I shall allow you to take the lead on this for the moment."

Interesting. This tastes pretty pleasant. Richer. Like Vance, only a different sort of cuisine. Her body relaxed slightly while she fed and, just as importantly, while she received a moment of reprieve from Darion's intrusion. She felt strength return to her body. Energy. Addiction was unlikely for someone as experienced as she was. Feeding aplenty wasn't an issue. More importantly, feeding enough might drain her partner to a manageable degree of exhaustion! Should help to keep him in check. Alicia shuddered when she felt the gentle rolling of Darion's hips and, with it, the brushing of his tip against her parted flower. She started to move her own in little circles, assisting her lover in preparing her body. At the very least she could keep him engaged, keep his mind off her feasting, and keep him aroused. The only real problem was deciding when to stop draining him. Enough to weaken him. Too much and he will notice. More importantly, I need more energy. More for this. More for healing. That might be enough. After a solid couple of minutes she carefully slipped her fangs free, tongue rolling out across her lips. "You are a little eager, aren't you?" she asked quietly, head resting against the wolf's shoulder. "I suppose we have come this far. We might as well go all the way."

Large furry arms cradled her petite form, pulling her closer to the wolf. Her own thin limbs draped over the man's shoulders, fingers gripping at fur as Darion presented his neck to her. "Provided I have the energy I can heal it" she muttered, only to lean in close, planting a kiss against the spot she had planned to bite. And then another. She began to suckle against it, hoping to numb the area in preparation for her feast. Red flashed across her face, the kisses halting as she felt the wolf's tapered tip brush directly against her tiny slit. Wait- The vampire cringed, gritting her teeth while her flesh stretched around the beast's cock, pulling firmly like a damp glove two sizes too small. Legs curled against his sides, body twitching with every inch buried into her pussy. Alicia's eyes widened, tongue hanging from her agape mouth, and a low whimper escaped from her. Thankfully he stopped once the head was pressed within her body, giving her a moment to recover. Fuck! He's going right for it, huh? With a muffled grumble she decided to skip right to the feasting, fangs digging into the werewolf's neck while her lips gripped against the spot. As her eyes closed she began to suckle at the wound. She would definitely need her energy now! If anything it might even weaken her lover enough to allow her to take control, but then she knew at the moment that he clearly had the upper hand.

Alicia versus Laura. Smol vampire versus smol werewolf. Let them fight fuck.

Fuuuuck. I definitely needed that. By the time she had finished riding out her release Alicia's body had fallen limp to the bed. She felt the wolf's muzzle, his kisses trailing up along her body. Her face remained red with lust and embarrassment, hands weakly lifting to settle above her upon the bed, glasses askew and tongue dipping from her mouth. Eyes flickered open as Darion nipped at her jawline. "Yes" the vampire mumbled tiredly. When Darion put some distance between them again her gaze lowered to watch. A hushed breath slipped free from her when the large red phallus slapped against her still sensitive flesh. Her own hips started to move again, slowly grinding up against the underside, thighs closing in to keep him trapped. Could she even endure another go? "I can handle it" she began, pausing to bite her lip as the wolf's knot brushed a little more roughly against her clit. "I need rest. Or blood. I only slept for a few hours. I had forgotten how exhausting this sort of thing can be." Sure, it was embarrassing to admit, but she knew that she would be at his mercy if they continued now. He would have full control. In fact he would need to do most of the work. She might have even passed out if it became too intense! Admittedly that does sound pretty exciting too.