I wish… I wish to be thy bitch.” Her mind had caved completely to the wonderful sensation of being used like a dog’s little fuckhole, and she craved the hot flood of wolf cum like it was an addiction. She was shaking again, but not entirely from fear, and the yelp she let out as his tongue lapped over her cunt was completely involuntary. She rolled lazily onto her back, and the pack surrounded her once more, lying in the sun with her as they licked at their fluffy, still-oozing sheaths. Kyrene’s body began to shake, no matter how hard she fought to stay still, and her mouth went dry as she stared around. Her father held his breath. Wolves. So she sat there, trembling, unsure of what her next move should be. Immediately, the alpha lowered his head and growled warningly, and Kyrene flinched, accidentally revealing one of her breasts. She tried to move, but too soon, another of the pack mounted her, and she was forced to take yet another pounding. Her soon-to-be in-laws glared, uninterested in the semantics of the union. She opened her eyes slowly, confusedly, and moaned softly at the sensation. The alpha laid himself right up against the princess, his head resting between her small, naked tits, his tongue lolling out onto her copper skin like
