My body had gone numb and I was sure I would not be able to move for a d
ay.
But it was not the end. He flipped me over my back and pulled my legs on his shoulders. His grasp was firm and before I could understand, he pushed inside me again. before I could understand, he pushed inside me again.
What was that? How could someone get aroused again in such a small amount of time? It seemed like the full moon was a type of aphrodisiac for werewolves and it was much stronger.
But what about me? The pleasure was so overwhelming that it was hard to think. And my body was weak as well. Perhaps I would lose the ability to walk for days after this night.
My head was spinning. It had been too long. He was doing it again and again. And each time, the position was different than before. It was too irresistible and insane. His every move was furious and it seemed like as the night grew old, he was being wilder than before.
