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When he was half shifted like this, his balls were covered in a very light, peach fuzz version of the short fur on his legs. And his cock grew even more red and flushed, that knot swelling at the base. I stared down in awe as I stroked him a few times, then glanced up with a sheepish grin.

“Can you, um, put your arms behind your head?” I flushed. “It’s just—It makes you look all… I dunno. Cocky or something. It’s really hot. And I love your armpits,” I added in a rush, cheeks heating further. “Is that weird?”

Seb gave me his crooked grin and tucked his arms behind his head, lounging back against the headboard. “No, it’s not weird. I have nice arms. And armpits,” he added teasingly, tensing his big biceps so they popped.

I snickered, leaning in to kiss him. “Okay, maybe you are a little cocky.”

“I can be if you want,” he rumbled out, then jerked his chin arrogantly at my hand clutching his cock. “Why don’t you be a good boy and stroke my dick?”

Oh my god. My sated cock tingled. I obediently started gliding my fist up and down, then brought the other into the mix to wrap around his knot and squeeze it gently.

Seb shuddered, arms twitching behind his head. He nodded, looking all relaxed and domineering as I eagerly stroked him off. “That’s good. Keep going, Lark. A little faster.”

I bit my lip, then stilled my hand and ducked my head to spit on his cock so it would be nice and slippery under my fist. Seb grunted as his hips briefly strained up.

“You like my big werewolf dick, don’t you, Lark?” he asked slyly, his voice a little breathless.

“I love it,” I breathed, watching as I pumped my fist, the slick sound making my cock start to harden again. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me with it.”

Seb groaned, slouching lower against the headboard and planting his feet on the mattress so he could lift his hips into every downward stroke of my hand, like he was fucking my fist.

“I will soon, sweetheart,” he rasped. “But right now I want you to make me come like this.”

I whimpered, gazing up at him. “Does it feel good?”

He’d realised that I craved hearing him praise me, so he flashed me a wolfish grin. “It feels perfect, Lark. And I love seeing how much it turns you on to do this. Look at that beautiful cock, all hard again.”

I glanced down to see my dick jutting up from under the hem of the T-shirt, flushed and stiff. It jerked at his words, my balls tingling as the need to come again started rising back up.

“Why don’t you sit on my face while you stroke my dick?” Seb rasped, smirking at me when my head snapped up.

I gulped, then nodded frantically. “Y-yeah.”

“Come here then, sweetheart.” He shifted lower until he was lying down. My legs trembling unsteadily, I quickly stripped off the T-shirt, then knee-walked up the bed and clambered over him awkwardly until I was straddling his face, looking down at his beautiful body stretched out in front of me.

He dropped a kiss to my inner thigh as his big hands smoothed over my ass, before he tugged me down and pressed a tonguing kiss to my hole.

“Mmm.” I found myself leaning down and spreading my knees wider, chest heaving as I shuddered. Fumbling to grab his cock, I started stroking faster than before.

Seb paused, breathing fast against my ass, to rasp, “Spit on my cock again.”

A whimper left me as he resumed lapping at my hole, flicking and swirling his tongue. I ducked my head to spit again, but found myself smoothing my tongue down his length instead. Seb groaned hoarsely against me, hips straining up.

Breathing hard, I caught the head in my mouth and started to suck. It was a little messy and clumsy, because I was struggling to concentrate with Seb’s tongue moving against my rim. But I ended up falling into a kind of daze, desperately sucking his cock as my hips began to grind back into him with tiny movements. I couldn’t stop moaning around his length, and when Seb licked his way down my taint to suck one of my balls into his mouth, a garbled cry tore from my throat.

Seb was thrusting into my mouth now, sliding his cock over my tongue as his thick thighs spread wider. The toes on his big wolf paws flexed, sharp black claws glinting. I could feel the claws on his fingers biting into my ass cheeks, sending pinpricks of pleasure up my spine.

His mouth returning to my hole, he wriggled an arm under my thigh and started jacking my cock, his groans muffled as he thrust his tongue inside me. I moaned around his length, feeling my throat constrict when I mindlessly plunged my mouth lower, taking him almost too deep.

Seb’s hips started jerking unsteadily. His guttural groan vibrated through me as he tensed up and began to shake. I sucked harder, fumbling to cup his tight sac and squeeze, and moaned with delirious pleasure when his cock flexed against my tongue and started shooting hot cum to the back of my throat.

“Mmm.” I swallowed eagerly, sliding my mouth up so the last couple of spurts landed on my tongue and I could taste it. Seb was shuddering, his tongue slowing from the distraction as he panted roughly against me. When the tension finally bled out of him, I gave his cock one last soft suck before lifting my head.

Clutching his quaking thigh, I leaned up a little to grind back on his tongue. All my inhibitions were gone as I chased my orgasm, and I reached down to take over stroking my dick.

“S-Seb,” I panted as he groaned breathlessly and thrust his tongue deep. “I’m… g-going to come. I’m coming—”

I cut myself off with a hoarse cry as my ass clenched around his tongue and I started firing ropes of cum all over his stomach and chest. Seb moaned in bliss, smoothing his big hands over my ass and lower back as he tongued me through it.