The Bathroom, Apartment 44, The Parguise Apartment Complex, Southport, New Jersey.....
Still panting from his previous efforts with Oliver Lorenz, Ron slowly kissed along the handsome thin model's shoulder lapping at the blood from where he'd bitten him in the wake of their passionate exchange. There was a potent sweetness to Oliver's blood that he had not been aware of and it ended up causing Ron's cock to harden once more as it pulsed inside the whimpering thin model's arse. The shift of Ron's eyes from his usual hazel orbs into the strange onset of red-orange once Oliver's blood touched his tongue wasn't noted by the sensation blind younger man as he felt Ron's cock expand while the brute continued to kiss and lick at his flesh driven to taste his blood and pump his cock at the same time.
Oliver could only moan as Ron bent him over the sink his notoriously thick cock still pummeling the tight well-lubricated arse of the thin male model The blood had been what excited him, the intoxicating scent of it, and the weak and helpless state of submission in Oliver's tone as he had no choice but to take the hard and fast pounding cock that stretched his puckered arse and beat heavily against his prostate making his toes curl and his eyes roll into the back of his head as Ron's powerful rough calloused hands gripped his hips and pulled him back onto his cock each time he inched forward to run away from the intense sensation of being impaled over and over again.
Ron had been so caught up in the sensation of pounding Oliver's shapely arse with his thick hot cock that he had not noticed the strange shift in the mirror as he pumped in and out of the tight arse that clenched him with difficulty. The shift of his eyes from red-orange to deep crimson had been nearly unnoticed as the true face of the Le Ferale made itself known if only for an instant as Ron's loins burned with need and his testicles welled in the wake of his thick seed needing to be released.
Oliver had been unable to feel his toes as Ron's cock battered his already heavily coated insides. The sloppy sound of their previous efforts echoed amid the acoustics of the bathroom as much as the slapping of bare flesh against bare flesh. Ron's grunts had been deep and gruff as he kept pumping his cock, which Oliver felt to have gotten longer and thicker the more they went on, in and out of the now howling handsome thin model's tight arse.
Ron couldn't help himself as he grew more desperate for release knowing all too well that he wanted nothing more than to breed the new bitch that howled before him. The words written in blood amid his lust-addled mind drove his cock forward as he thrust harder and deeper into the tight confines of Oliver Lorenz's shapely arse.
It bounced and jiggled in the wake of the thrusts that jolted his bare body the sweat made his olive oil skin glisten as Ron growled losing himself in his efforts to fill Oliver's tight arse to bursting.
BREED!
The fiend in the mirror demanded.
BREED!
BREED!
Ron had seen it written in blood as his cock swelled even further pulsing with need.
He needed to breed and he needed it badly as he shoved his cock deeper inside the arse of the gasping Oliver pounding his prostate to the point of making the thin male model pass out and reawaken with each hard long thrust. He wasn't enough, but it was something for his cock to do as Ron hammered away at him losing control of the lust that filled him.
He could feel the blood rushing to Oliver's spent cock and how painfully aroused he'd been as it continued to spray along the sink and bathroom floor. He would surely have one hell of a mess to clean up once they had been done and Ron moved on to his next piece of arse.
Ron grunted in force as he shoved his cock in and out of the whimpering Oliver before finally filling his already sloppy arse with even more of his hot thick seed before pulling out and leaving him to collapse onto the floor amid the dripping from their act.
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The Living Room, Apartment 44, The Parguise Apartment Complex, Southport, New Jersey.....
The werewolf brute had still been hard and his testicles ached as he went about the house prowling for his next measure of conquest until he caught sight of a slumbering Becca in the living room. With a wicked grin, he pounced spreading her open and impaling her with his release-slick cock all at once causing her to awaken with a scream as he began to pummel her equally sloppy sex following their last encounter. She gasped as she felt him hammering her insides like there was no tomorrow and did her best to push against him as he pinned her with his body brutal in his lust as she winced and groaned from the ache his massive cock was causing that she had not been ready for.
"Oh....Ron...." she attempted only to feel her body pummeled by the silent fiend that had taken over Ron Hemming's body desperate to breed the wanton slut that lay naked on the floor, her womb perfect for depositing as many of his pups as possible before the illusion of self-control returned and Hemming had caged him to walk among mortals.
No one needed to tell Becca that his beast that laid claim to her body had been ancient and powerful, hungry with lust and angry that it had been denied for so long. She did the best she could to hold on noting the glowing deep red eyes and the snarling fangs of the brute that had taken her body pummeling her sex and jolting her along the floor with ease.
She moaned as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she felt him expand inside her. He roared deep and forceful as he pounded her sex again and again. She felt the stinging pain of soreness but said not a word as Ron Hemming's massive cock continued to stretch her beyond her limits, as he soon pumped rope after rope of thick yellow seed into her waiting womb determined almost to impregnate her knowing all too well that she had not been on the pill and they had yet to use a condom.
Ron groaned kissing her lips as his senses returned to him with his body pumping and his thick cock pulsing inside her heated depths. Becca moaned as she clung to him unsure if she'd been upset about her possible pregnancy or grateful for it.
Sweat slick and spent, Ron once more collapsed onto her body unable to move or dislodge his now knotted cock from inside her tightness.