I liked him touching me, more than I should in the setting, but I still couldn’t help the way my hips moved a little into his as his fingers stroked close to where I wanted the friction the most.
He chuckled into my ear, his deep husk tightening my core, the heat getting dangerously close to escaping, the flames licking around the cage I had my shadows in.
“Can I watch?” I asked, the sounds of the wolves enjoying each other making me want to see. Maybe I was deranged to want to watch the werewolf orgy, but I was beyond caring.
His eyes sparkled, and he turned us to face them instead of to the side. His c**k lay against my ass, and I felt him stroke it beneath me, groaning in my ear as he kept his face in the crook of my neck.
“Are you allowed to do that?” I wondered, and his breaths be
