Jared hunts a werewolf for revenge. He loves the hunt so much that he feels aroused by it. One misty night, he finds the monster he's looking for in a deep cave. They fight, and Jared finds himself pinned against the wall, about to meet his fate. It's then that he notices that the beast is just as excited as he is.
Warning: this 3128 word story contains hot oral, anal and werewolf sex, and dubious consent.
Excerpt:
The werewolf pulled back so that he had to reluctantly let go of it. It knelt down, its long, pink tongue hanging over its sharp fangs. Jared leaned back against the cave wall and arched his hips out toward the monster. He could feel its hot breath on the skin of his cock.
It ran its tongue down the length of the top of Jared’s shaft. He breathed quickly. It took its tongue away, leaving a trail of glistening saliva behind.
It looked up at him, the fire still in its eyes, and then it began licking him again. Its tongue was long, and he watched as it soaked his cock in its spit.
Jared writhed against the wall, almost unable to look down while the werewolf licked at his cock. A light feeling of excitement filled his stomach and he felt his abs tighten.
Finally, the beast stopped. Jared looked down. His cock was entirely covered in its spit. The werewolf stood. The shafts of their cocks rubbed together. The head of its dick still glistened from when Jared had smeared it with its own precum earlier.
Without warning, Jared lunged and shoved the werewolf away. It grunted as it slammed into the opposite wall of the passage. It snarled at him as he advanced on it, raising its clawed fists. Those fists lowered when he sank to his knees right in front of it. He felt those claws run through his hair and grip him tightly at the back of his head.
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