Harem King's Collection: Turning Beastkins Into Desperate Wives!-Chapter 62: Indulgence [18+]

Aster unintentionally let out a whine in protest when Stahl retreated from the kiss, embarrassing himself just a bit at the reaction the withdrawal of the muzzle had spurred from him.

She only chuckled, content with Aster’s adorable mewling, whining for more of her administrations. She would give her human plenty to whine about by the night’s end.

Stahl began lightly grazing her poised claws on Aster’s back, stimulating the skin just enough to gift her with more chills for her claws to dance over. She spoke in a kinder tone than she had ever thought herself capable of using. It strangely reminded the she-wolf of her father’s voice.

"What do you want me to do? Tell me, Aster, what do you want?"

Stahl was staring down at him. Her fanged smile had a more tender note to it this time, despite the recent aggression she had just displayed in the kiss. The silvery gray eyes studied Aster with such focused intimacy that they seemed like they would follow him wherever he went.

That they would always be looking at him. They were the eyes of both a predator and of his knight. Aster took a moment to relish his view a bit longer. Any reservations, chaotic thoughts, or shyness he may have had were long since banished by the sight.

He brought his right hand up to cradle the side of Stahl’s face in caring affection, leaning into her warm spot once more before answering decidedly in a quiet whisper.

"I want to take you, Stahl. Let me claim anything I desire from you tonight. Let me make you mine completely. I’ll honor you by making you the first whose body I’ll lay claim to, my noble wolf. Teach me how to do this with you... Show me how I can love you in even this way... I- I don’t want to mess this up for you. I want to bring you every pleasure you deserve, every ounce of devotion I possess. Because whether you realize it or not, you were once the only beast who’d rescue even a monster like me. I love you, immeasurably so, Stahl Aschefell, and I want you to take whatever you may need from that love, for I give it freely. I don’t expect you to settle for me forever, but let me have what I crave of you for as long as you allow it."

Aster took a step back and slowly began removing his shirt in front of Stahl. He kicked out of his boots, and his pants followed suit shortly after, albeit, a bit awkwardly. He stripped in front of the she-wolf as she simply watched on, eyeing him with an unreadable expression. When Aster had finished, he only looked up at her, patiently waiting, and exposed completely.

Stahl reached forward, grabbing a hold of Aster’s wrist before she pulled him in closely. She brought her muzzle down directly in front of Aster’s, speaking slowly and firmly to the smaller human.

"I love you too, Aster, but don’t you dare to ever believe I only wish to claim from you in that love. Not for a single moment. I will give you all I have, and more in return, for that is what my love is for you. Your happiness is my happiness. Your goals are my goals. Your pleasure is my pleasure. Your fight is my fight. Your life is my life now. I swear to you on this night, Aster Venatus, my love is yours, and it will never grow tired of you, and it will never abandon you, no matter how many moons may pass."

She reached down, swooping up the naked young man into a loving cradle with both arms in one easy movement. She pressed her muzzle back into the human’s lips briefly before she pulled away and continued in a seductive tone, staring deeply into the blushing human’s eyes as she held him snugly within the strong, fuzzy arms.

"And my love is going to bring to you the things you’ve only ever dreamed of, and more, my king."

Stahl was silencing Aster’s protests at the title with another kiss before he ever really had the chance to get them out. The human was easily overwhelmed and gave in to her as he lost himself in the feeling of being held so effortlessly in a kiss like that by such a slender, larger beast.

His heart was threatening to tear from his chest in its incessant thumping before he felt Stahl kneel, gently laying the naked Aster on the bed, breaking the kiss as she stood. Aster only watched on, laying on his back and enjoying his view.

Stahl’s fingers found the buttons of her blouse. She worked with unhurried precision, savoring the weight of Aster’s gaze upon her. The delicate fastenings yielded one by one, parting to reveal the luminous expanse of her throat, the shadowed valley between her breasts. Moonlight spilled through the casement window, silvering her fur to mercury and pearl.

The whisper of silk against skin was the only sound as the blouse pooled at her feet like liquid starlight. She stood before him unashamed, glorying in her own form... the elegant curve of shoulder and waist, the proud swell of her breasts, the sleek power that lay coiled beneath satin skin and downy fur.

A tremor ran through Aster’s frame where he lay watching, his breath coming in uneven measures.

Stahl smiled down at the young man who could only meekly look up at her, already sporting a major erection in anticipation.

She figured she could humor him just a bit more and paused. An exaggerated sigh escaped her as her eyes rolled skyward. In one fluid motion of disdain, she tossed her hair back, a single eyebrow arching in contempt while her hand snapped to her hip. Aster snickered and let out a small laugh at the sight.

"How, by the gods, did I ever fall for such a sassy wolf? Honestly, Stahl..."

The she-wolf retorted with a huff.

"I think you rather like my confidence, Aster."

She sunk to her knees beside the bed. The arch of her spine, the way shadows played across the elegant planes of her face, the silken fall of her hair catching fragments of moonlight. She showed off her curves for her mate in his moment of exaggerated vanity, her fanged grin spreading wider as she made the motion. Aster laughed again before he agreed.

"For some reason, you are correct... Don’t let it go to your head, though, wolf."

Stahl sneered on as her hands moved to the fastenings of her pants with deliberate slowness, drawing out the sweet torture of anticipation.

"Too late. It’s your fault for indulging me, boy."

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