Page 55 of Little Etheldreda Riding Hood

He makes a noise in the back of his throat and continues working my clit, until I’m cumming on his hand and his groaning is so loud in my ear, I wonder if he isn’t cumming, too.

“You okay?” I ask as I catch my breath.

“I’ve never felt someone else’s orgasm, that was…incredible.”

I kiss his hand, unable to reach for anything else and lean back into him. “Can I feel yours?”

“I can try.”

I get down on all fours and feel him run his hands over my ass. I close my eyes and try to find him in my head. It’s probably easier for him to find me, but I try to concentrate on him and then I feel it. As he pushes into me, I feel the relief, the warmth, the satisfaction he’s feeling as he presses into me. It’s so overwhelming I can’t help but groan along with him as he fills me up.

“You feel that?” he whispers. I can’t speak aloud, I just nod.

Keep going, I beg him, please.

He continues to move, his pace picking up faster and faster as I drown in the sensation of it. My body is shaking with each movement of him inside of me and yet at the same time, I can feel the pleasure he feels as he watches his cock move in and out of me, the absolute obsession he has with my ass, the building of this orgasm for him as it presses low in his belly.

I have nothing to grab onto as he begins to slam into me, his body hitting mine so hard the only sounds are flesh against flesh and our own frantic breathing. I’m so focused on chasing him that my own orgasm takes me by surprise and has me crying out, clawing at the sheets as he slams into me one final time with a growl so loud I’m sure our neighbors are ready to move.

I lay still for a long moment, still hunched over on all fours, saying nothing, everything dripping down my thighs. There is a long moment where there is only just silence. He pulls out and there is a sudden gush of fluid. That gets his brain moving again.

“You okay, Red? Your brain is kinda quiet.”

My brain is quiet. Is this what I’ve been missing this whole time? God, no wonder there are knot thots if this is what it’s really like being with a wolf.

He bursts out laughing. “You are not a knot thot, Red.”

“But I want to be one, in here with you.”

He snorts and bites my shoulder playfully, then rolls me onto my back. Those gorgeous Lamar eyes stare down at me. “Fine, in here, but only ever with me. You’re mine, Red.”

I wrap my arms around his neck, pull him down to me, and smile. “I promise. I’m yours.”

The End