Harem King's Collection: Turning Beastkins Into Desperate Wives!-Chapter 63: By The Gods, Give Me More [18+]

Aster’s tool visibly twitched when the she-wolf called him that. Stahl noticed and was intrigued by her discovery. She was merely returning the sentiment for being called wolf but had accidentally discovered more than she had expected to.

As her smile intensified at the thought, the she-wolf kicked away the last of her own clothing, leaving her to stand proudly in all her naked glory before the human on the bed. Neither said much else for a moment, and the pair only studied each other as if it were the first time they had met.

Stahl took a step forward and kneeled, placing one knee on the end of the makeshift bed. The she-wolf shifted her weight forward and moved the other leg beside it, now towering just before the human that was lying on his back. fгeewebnovёl.com

Aster’s heartbeat quickened its pace, as the reality of the situation set in while Stahl shifted forward, climbing over Aster carefully. She came to stop with a strong arm on either side of the human’s head.

Her larger body was suspended over Aster’s own, and her legs straddled him on either side. Stahl waited, relishing on her thoughts of what was to come.

As hard as he had tried to fight it back, Aster was visibly shaking. His nerves were all over the place, and excitement and anticipation for his first time was proving to quickly overtake his feeble efforts at keeping calm.

He looked away, embarrassed by his body’s betrayal. But she wasn’t having that, and gently moved one hand to turn Aster’s face back to her own before she spoke lovingly down at the human.

"It’s ok. I know you’re nervous. I know you don’t know what to really do. Don’t be embarrassed by that... I think it’s natural to feel that way. If you want, I can take the lead here, and you can just stay as you are... Or I can give all the control to you, let you call the shots? Just tell me how you want your first time to be, my love, and I will make it so."

Stahl tenderly rubbed her thumb against Aster’s scarred cheek, still cupping the softer, pale flesh in her large hand as she gazed down at her blushing mate.

Aster’s voice was as shaky as his body currently was, but he still told her what he wanted, as he looked up into those penetrating, silvery eyes.

"Brother Cortist told me a little... But... I really know nothing... Would... Would it be selfish to ask you to take over for me? Please? I’m sor-"

A passionate kiss stopped the apology in its tracks, preventing the word from ever fully leaving his lips, replaced instead by the hungry muzzle that quickly soothed Aster’s trembling shakes. Stahl pulled off and reassured her mate.

"That’s what I am here for. Now, no more apologies tonight, please. I want no more talk of regret when I finally have you where I’ve so desperately longed to all this time... When I may have you as mine at last... Just leave everything to your wolf, boy."

Aster’s arousal jumped in response again at the barking tone Stahl had finished with, knowing there was nothing he wanted more in that moment. He only nodded at Stahl in his flustered state of desire.

She gave him another fanged smile and a quick lick on his left cheek before she pulled away and sat back upright. It was time for her to do a little more exploring of her own.

Stahl placed both of her hands gently on either side of Aster’s ribs, encasing the near entirety of the torso beneath her outstretched grasp.

Aster mimicked what Stahl had done that very morning and closed his eyes to relax into her administrations, his nerves finally being calmed a bit by the comforting presence of her steady touch.

Stahl started moving her left thumbclaw, grazing it lightly in a circle around Aster’s right pec, tracing the claw dangerously close to the exposed nipple, but never quite touching where the pink flesh began.

She began rubbing her right hand up and down Aster’s side, applying just enough pressure to soothe his achy muscles, bringing a content groan at the action. Stahl made note of that discovery, happily adding it to the growing list of things Aster enjoyed. She loved learning how to please him.

Stahl dipped her head in once more and lightly licked the nipple she had been teasing, making it harden from the attention. She felt Aster twitch beneath the sudden assault but was relentless anyway, lapping at the flesh, savoring the taste of her mate.

The she-wolf moved her right hand lower, now sliding it over Aster’s hip. The calloused pads tickled his skin, but something about such well worked hands dragging against him where nobody had touched him before brought new waves of excitement to the human. His dick twitched once more, forcing a bead of precum to form on the tip.

Stahl marveled at the effects her minimal touch so far had had on Aster and was quickly growing excited herself. She was doing her best to ignore her own arousal for the time being. Her mate was craving more attention, and she shouldn’t leave him wanting.

Stahl moved her left hand up to Aster’s wrist, wrapping around the arm with her firm grip and pinning it above his head, exposing his alluring armpit to the beast. Stahl shifted ever so slightly, dragging her tongue across Aster’s chest, forcing another shudder from her prey, before finally coming to rest at the exposed dip beneath Aster’s shoulder.

The wiry hairs here tickled the she-wolf’s snout, but not nearly as much as the strong scent that emanated forth from that sweaty spot. A nice, big huff of that strangely onion like musk that she found herself wanting to bathe in was Stahl’s true goal here.

With a mouth watering like never before, the she-wolf dove into Aster with her muzzle once more, indulging her craving to smell and taste everything her mate had to offer with irrefutable vigor.

Aster let out a gasp in surprise at Stahl’s hunger but was loving every second of those exploring hands and such a demanding tongue roaming where they pleased.

Aster had never felt so erect or stimulated in his entire life, and the blood that rushed to his head was forcing upon him a heat that consumed whatever willpower, or lingering, troubled thoughts he had left.

He was becoming little more than a slobbery treat for his larger mate, a role he was finding himself eager to fulfill. He let out a moan at her lapping administrations, speaking her name as he did.

"Stahl... More. By the gods, give me more, my wolf."

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