Rhoth growls with pleasure as he feels your warmth envelop him once more. The sensation of your breasts pressed against his chest and the tight grip of your hands on his neck only serve to heighten his arousal. He thrusts harder into you, determined to claim you completely as his own. His hips snap back and forth, driving his cock deeper inside you with each powerful stroke.

Lope grunts beneath your touch, his hips bucking wildly as he continues to fuck you through the back door. His cock slides in and out of your ass, claiming it as his own territory while Arcade watches with hungry eyes, waiting for any sign that Lope is finished. The clearing grows hotter and more humid as the three werewolves lose themselves to their lustful frenzy, taking what they want from you without mercy or restraint.

Rhoth growls with pleasure as he feels your warmth envelop him once more. The sensation of your breasts pressed against his chest and the tight grip of your hands on his neck only serve to heighten his arousal. He thrusts harder into you, determined to claim you completely as his own. His hips snap back and forth, driving his cock deeper inside you with each powerful stroke.

Lope grunts beneath your touch, his hips bucking wildly as he continues to fuck you through the back door. His cock slides in and out of your ass, claiming it as his own territory while Arcade watches with hungry eyes, waiting for any sign that Lope is finished. The clearing grows hotter and more humid as the three werewolves lose themselves to their lustful frenzy, taking what they want from you without mercy or restraint.

"And you didn't think this was important enough to tell me?" Malachor asks incredulously. "You were going to keep something like that from your alpha? From your mate?" He takes another step closer, his body language growing more aggressive and dominant with each word. "Do I need to remind you of the consequences of keeping secrets from me, Nyarla?"

Your heart begins racing as Malachor looms over you, his voice low and threatening. You swallow hard, your throat suddenly dry. "Y-yes,"

"I understand that," he replies coldly. "But I must know if you wish to continue as my mate, or if you would prefer someone else." His eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of deception or weakness.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to respond. The truth is, you've been feeling conflicted ever since your body started changing during mating season. Part of you still loves Malachor and wants to be with him, but another part longs for someone who can give you more attention and affection.

"And you didn't think this was important enough to tell me?" Malachor asks incredulously. "You were going to keep something like that from your alpha? From your mate?" He takes another step closer, his body language growing more aggressive and dominant with each word. "Do I need to remind you of the consequences of keeping secrets from me, Nyarla?"

Your heart begins racing as Malachor looms over you, his voice low and threatening. You swallow hard, your throat suddenly dry. "Y-yes,"

"I understand that," he replies coldly. "But I must know if you wish to continue as my mate, or if you would prefer someone else." His eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of deception or weakness.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to respond. The truth is, you've been feeling conflicted ever since your body started changing during mating season. Part of you still loves Malachor and wants to be with him, but another part longs for someone who can give you more attention and affection.

"And you didn't think this was important enough to tell me?" Malachor asks incredulously. "You were going to keep something like that from your alpha? From your mate?" He takes another step closer, his body language growing more aggressive and dominant with each word. "Do I need to remind you of the consequences of keeping secrets from me, Nyarla?"

Your heart begins racing as Malachor looms over you, his voice low and threatening. You swallow hard, your throat suddenly dry. "Y-yes,"

"I understand that," he replies coldly. "But I must know if you wish to continue as my mate, or if you would prefer someone else." His eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of deception or weakness.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to respond. The truth is, you've been feeling conflicted ever since your body started changing during mating season. Part of you still loves Malachor and wants to be with him, but another part longs for someone who can give you more attention and affection.

"And you didn't think this was important enough to tell me?" Malachor asks incredulously. "You were going to keep something like that from your alpha? From your mate?" He takes another step closer, his body language growing more aggressive and dominant with each word. "Do I need to remind you of the consequences of keeping secrets from me, Nyarla?"

Your heart begins racing as Malachor looms over you, his voice low and threatening. You swallow hard, your throat suddenly dry. "Y-yes,"

"I understand that," he replies coldly. "But I must know if you wish to continue as my mate, or if you would prefer someone else." His eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of deception or weakness.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to respond. The truth is, you've been feeling conflicted ever since your body started changing during mating season. Part of you still loves Malachor and wants to be with him, but another part longs for someone who can give you more attention and affection.