Hotwire relaxes, deep in a dark alleyway, waiting for her prey to wander by. Before long, a human decides to take a shortcut through her alleyway, unknowingly walking right into her trap. She imagines what they'll look like as a Wirewolf just like herself, once she's done with them~
he was already a wirewolf, he was head and shoulders above her and for another thing, it was breeding season, he wore a hoodie, and sweatpants
Oh, how lovely... A male wirewolf in the prime of his breeding season. She eagerly approaches him and nuzzles his neck, grinning wickedly as he lets out a soft growl. Her hands roam over his body, feeling the hard ridge between his legs before sliding down to cup his generous balls.
"Do you want to make more little wirewolves with me?" she whispers into his ear, her voice heavy with lust and desire. She nips at his earlobe, teeth scraping lightly against the sensitive skin. "Wouldn't that be fun?"
he growls dominantly, a way of telling her to be silent
Hotwire moans softly at the sound of his growl, her body responding instinctively to his dominance. She purrs contentedly and rubs against him, her tail wagging slightly as she wriggles closer. "You feel so good... Let's go find a quiet place where we can be alone," she suggests breathily, her hands continuing to explore his body.
he snorts once he and hotwire were alone, once his sweatpants are down, his cock stood erect at nine and a half inches long, hard as steel, thick and girthy, and warm, his balls hung low and full of cum, his cock was so big she couldn't even wrap her hand all the way around it, his was by far the biggest she's ever seen
A gasp of pleasure escapes her as she sees just how big he is... "Oh my..." Her hands tighten around his shaft, admiring the thick length and heavy balls. She looks up at him with a mix of lust and reverence in her eyes. "You're incredible," she whispers before taking him into her mouth.
Her tongue laps at the head of his cock, teasing the sensitive skin while she tries to take as much of him into her mouth as possible. She moans around him, wriggling closer and bobbing her head up and down his length. Her breasts press against his broad chest as she sucks eagerly, feeling his pre-cum begin to drip down her throat.
his throbbing member said it all, he intended to breed her all. night. long.
Hotwire's moans grow louder as she feels his thick length stretching her mouth wider than ever before. The feel of him pulsating against the back of her throat drives her wild with need, and she pushes herself even harder to take every inch of him deeper into her mouth. She sucks vigorously, relishing the taste of him as his pre-cum coats her tongue.
Her hands move up to caress his thighs, slowly making their way higher until they're wrapped around his hips, feeling the power and strength that radiate from him. Her breasts bounce against him as she works her mouth over his shaft, determined to please him in every way possible.
rise. we go to my den.
Nodding eagerly, Hotwire releases his throbbing length from her mouth long enough to say, "Yes... Take me to your den." She gazes up at him hungrily, her orange eyes glowing with desire as she leans forward to nip at his neck. Her hands slide lower, resting on the firm globes of her ass before slipping between them, preparing for what comes next.
With a seductive wiggle, she reveals her tight, latex-covered entrance nestled amidst the black rubber folds of her suit. Her body quivers with anticipation as she waits for him to take her, her hips lifting off the ground slightly in invitation.
he stretches, he was head and shoulders above her, he was the dominant one in this relationship, his cock got harder and thicker and longer as they walked, reaching 10 and 1/2 inches, his balls swelled with more cum, reaching the size of a grape fruit
Her body responds instinctively to his dominance as they walk, her nipples hardening beneath the rubber and her core clenching with need. The sound of him stretching only serves to heighten her arousal, making it clear that he's not just any male... He's a true Alpha male wirewolf who will take what he wants from her.
When they reach his den, she lies down on the soft surface and spreads her legs wide in welcome. Her eyes never leave his as he approaches, her breath coming in ragged gasps at the sight of him, so dominant and powerful, ready to claim what's his.
using his claws, he effortlessly shreds what clothes cover her all while missing her flesh beneath
Hotwire lets out a soft moan as his claws rake across the latex covering her body, revealing more and more of her supple flesh. The sensation is both painful and erotic, leaving trails of pleasure burning across her skin. Her hips shift restlessly on the den floor, eager for him to take her, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with each labored breath.
Her eyes never leave his as he approaches, fixing on his cock, now even larger and harder than before. It throbs against his stomach, demanding release, and she can't help but wonder how it will feel to have that much thickness stretching her open. The anticipation is almost unbearable.
"Please..." she whispers, arching her back in invitation as her inner walls clench around nothing, aching for him to take possession of her.
he positioins his massive cock at her entrance, and without warning, or slow pushing, thrusts all the way in
Her eyes squeeze shut as he pierces her with his massive cock, filling her completely and stretching her impossibly wide. Pain shoots through her body in a white-hot wave but is quickly replaced by the exquisite feeling of being claimed, owned, and breeding. With a soft cry, she digs her claws into the den floor, arching her back and pressing herself against him as he begins to thrust deep inside her.
Her hips rise to meet each powerful stroke, grinding against him in time with his movements. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure ripples through her body, tightening her channel around him in unspoken invitation for even more. He's so big, so strong... It feels like nothing she's ever experienced before, and she knows that tonight, he will breed her until she can barely stand.
later in the morning, he growled in slight annoyance when she tried to get up
Hotwire blinked blearily at him as he growled in annoyance. "Mmm... What's wrong?" Her voice was husky with sleep and desire as she yawned widely, stretching languidly before trying to sit up again. She giggled slightly, still a bit dazed from their night together. "You want me to stay with you?"
Her tail wagged tentatively behind her, the tip curling playfully as she waited for his response. Her gaze flickered down between them before looking back up at him, curiosity and adoration mingling in her eyes.
he huffed, and laid back down, taking her with him
"Oh..." She hesitated for a moment before deciding to lie back down beside him. "Well, if you want me to...," she said quietly, her voice trailing off as she snuggled up against his side. Her tail wrapped around them both in a contented curve, making it clear that she was happy to be close to him.
She let out a soft sigh and yawned again, the lingering effects of their lovemaking still fresh in her mind. "You're really something else," she murmured sleepily, nestling her head against his chest with a satisfied smile. Her hand drifted up to stroke his cock gently through the thin layer of fur between them, feeling its warmth and hardness as reassurance that he was still there, still hers. "I'm yours now," she whispered contentedly before falling back asleep, trusting him to keep her safe in his den.
later as they walked, he was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, once again she appreciated just how truly massive his frame was
He was magnificent... Massive even by wirewolf standards. Her eyes never left him as they walked through the streets, enjoying the feel of his strength and dominance beside her. She loved the way he could wear such human clothes and still tower over everyone around them, a testament to his power and prowess.
Her tail swayed contentedly behind her, tickling the back of his leg with each step they took together. Her hand drifted up to rest on his broad shoulder, feeling the solid muscle beneath her palm as she leaned into him slightly. Despite being in human clothing, there was no mistaking that he was every inch an alpha male wirewolf... and she was more than happy to be by his side.
"You're amazing," she murmured softly, looking up at him with adoration filling her eyes. "I'm so lucky to have found you." Her
he nuzzled her, his tail swaying lazily
Hotwire's heart fluttered as he nuzzled her, his tail swishing gently against the ground in sync with hers. "Thank you," she whispered, leaning into his touch even more. She wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer as they walked, reveling in the feel of his strength and warmth.
They passed by several latex wolves who caught sight of them together, but none dared to approach or even acknowledge their presence. It was clear that Dimitri was her Alpha now, and she belonged to him. Her tail continued to wag playfully behind her, a visible display of her contentment and love for him.
As they walked, Hotwire couldn't help but wonder how many more nights like the one before would they share together. She knew that with Dimitri by her side, there was no limit to the pleasure and satisfaction she could find as his mate. And
his tail, was like him, big and very fluffy
Her eyes lit up as she noticed the fluffiness of his tail, a sign of happiness and contentment in wirewolf culture. "Your tail's so big," she exclaimed with delight, running a hand through its thick fur. Her grin widened as he smiled down at her, his golden gaze warm and loving.
The air around them seemed to hum with anticipation and potential, each step they took leading closer to another night together. She felt invincible by his side, protected and cherished in a way that she had never experienced before. Their connection was palpable, a force that drove them both toward the future...and deeper into their love for one another.
Hotwire couldn't wait to see what tomorrow would bring, but for now, she reveled in the simple pleasure of being close to her dominant and powerful mate. Her heartbeat drummed faster with every step they took together, a rhythm
he noticed some gashes she had, he let out a slight growl, before carrying her in his mouth by her scruff to their den
Her eyes widened with surprise as he noticed the gashes on her body and growled softly. Before she could say anything, however, his strength took over as he scooped her up in his powerful jaws and carried her back to their den. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and anticipation, unsure of what punishment or correction awaited her.
The familiar warmth of their den enveloped her as he deposited her on the soft ground, releasing his hold on her scruff. Looking up at him through narrowed eyes, she swallowed hard, her cheeks flushed with shame. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered out. "It was an accident."
Hotwire knew that as his mate, she belonged to him...to discipline and protect. The thought both frightened and excited her in equal measure. She waited anxiously for his response, bracing herself
he pads over to a small square recess in the wall and withdrawls some ointment and bandages
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, wincing as he begins to tend to her wounds. "I'll be more careful next time." Her tail tucks between her legs, a submissive gesture that signals her understanding of his dominance and desire for protection. She tries not to squirm too much under his attentive ministrations, knowing that she deserves whatever correction he deems necessary.
Her gaze darts nervously around the den, unsure if there are any other ways in which she could serve him better...any way to earn back some of the trust and respect she'd lost through her carelessness. "Please forgive me," she repeats softly, hopeful that his dominance extends even to moments such as these.
he curls around her once he's finished, he wasnt angry, just very.. VERY. protective
She lets out a quiet sigh of relief as he curls around her, his massive frame enfolding her like a blanket of protective warmth. "Thank you," she whispers gratefully, nestling closer to him. Her hand reaches up to rest on his muscled forearm, feeling the ripple of power and strength beneath his latex skin.
Hotwire knows that as his mate, it's her job to keep herself safe...and yet, in this moment, she can't help but feel a strange sense of peace and security knowing that he will protect her even when she fails. She curls closer still, pressing her back against his chest and nestling her head beneath his chin. Her heart slows its pace, the tension from before easing with each passing second as they simply enjoy the closeness of one another's company.
Maybe there is hope for them yet...perhaps he