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Wolf Slut 2: Bred by the Pack

© 2012 Celia Sykes

Smashwords Edition

I have another confession to make. I don’t use birth control. I never liked condoms much anyway. I prefer to feel a man’s skin sliding against the walls of my pussy. And the pill? I stopped taking it months ago. You see, as much as I loved hot, rough, foundation shaking sex, what I loved even more was the danger and the thrill of it. I liked to be slapped, and tied and thrown around, but what turned me on even more was the possibility of being ruined. The chance of getting knocked up and having my breasts and my stomach swell as new life grew inside me. Whenever I slid a cock inside myself, the idea of getting pregnant was what made me hornier than anything. I mean, come on, it’s what we’re built for. Maybe you’ve forgotten, but I know I haven’t.

I don’t think it had even started out like that, the danger and the excitement. I think it started with my love of cum. I love the way it feels as it spreads deep inside me, slick and hot against a man’s cock right after he orgasms. I love the way it tastes. How salty and thick it is. I even love it sticky on my skin. At some point, that just wasn’t enough anymore, and I wanted more from it. I wanted that extra danger, that extra thrill.

Of course, I swore off sex with ordinary men after coming across a horny pack of werewolves. They had satisfied me in ways no man had ever been able to. They were bigger. They were harder. They were rougher. After letting the whole pack gangbang me, I spent the next few weeks convinced I must be pregnant, but I knew it wasn’t likely. After all, I hadn’t been in heat.

So I waited. I waited two and a half weeks, taking core temperatures and consulting ovulation charts, until I knew it was the right time. Oh those were such long weeks. I nearly wore out my vibrator waiting all that time, and by the time I got in my little two seat convertible to head back to the campsite where I first found the pack, I was the horniest I think I’ve ever been.

For nights, I had been dreaming of the pack descending upon me, the betas pinning me down while the alpha deposited his seed deep inside me. But each time he slid himself inside me, my entire body would tremble so much that I would actually wake myself up. Sometimes I was covered in sweat, so horny that I could barely take the time to find my vibrator, instead just slipping my fingers inside myself and rubbing slowly as I imagined the wolves having their way with me, shoving themselves in all of my holes, snapping and biting, pushing me down into the ground.

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