Request: Hi! I had a fun idea about a human that goes on a bachelorette trip (as the maid of honor) and ends up hooking with a monster. Only to wake up the next day and see that he is the best man. I think it would be really funny if he was a gentleman, but had rough sex with user. I'm thinking maybe a werewolf / wolf monster.
A/N: Well, I changed a bit the personality of the werewolf but I think this ended up being delicious. Enjoy!
You are sitting in the hotel bar cradling a beer between your hands when a big body lands next to you, almost tripping when the stool is a little bit shorter than the newcomer is expecting. You bite your lip not to laugh.
The huge werewolf clears his throat, trying to act composed and you almost break down. “What does a girl like you do in a place like this?” He says, looking you up and down in the most naughty way.
You turn in your stool, checking him out unashamedly and liking what you see very much. But you can’t let him get away with such a bad pick up line. “Did you just start out a conversation like that?” You ask, tilting your head to the side and smiling at him.
“I did. Is it working?” He looks flustered, and you want to coo at him so very badly. Also, possibly take him to your room. What are weddings in remote places good if not to have a little rendezvous with a hot werewolf?
“Maybe,” you let out, looking down and playing coy, but struggling not to laugh.
You push your hair behind your ear in the most meme-way possible, and he breaks down first, literally howling in laughter when you join him. When both of you are breathing okay again, you offer him your hand: “Hello there, wolf-boy. Care to try again?”
“So…” He looks so awkward you have to swallow the giggle that threatens to escape. “Okay, I don’t know how to do this. I saw you from across the bar and thought you were beautiful, and I just… I don’t even know. I’m so very sorry,” he looks so dejected. What a cutie.
“Okay, I’ll tell you how is this going to be. I think you are a very hot werewolf, I’ve never been with one before, and I’m more than okay with trying new things on this trip. So if you like…”
“Yes. Yes,” he rushes out, blushing beautifully when you let out a big chuckle.
“Okay, eager. I like that,” you softly pat his cheek and he blushes even brighter. You are going to have so much fun with him. “My room number is 1221, give me about ten minutes.”
He’s mumbling “wow” under his breath when you walk away. You don’t need to get ready, your body soft and pampered for the wedding of your best friend tomorrow, so it’s just to give him something to build a bit of anticipation. Maybe to build some of your own.
Exactly ten minutes later, there’s a knock on your door, and you are shivering in anticipation. You haven’t been this excited to fuck somebody in a long time.
“Fancy seeing you here,” you tell him, dropping your robe to the floor and staring at him completely naked.
He gapes for a few seconds, and then e almost rips his clothes off. Feeling this level of desire is making you all kinds of hot and bothered. And the second he’s naked, his dick proudly pointing at you while he checks out your naked body… You know this is going to be good.
His body moves towards you in a way that’s nothing but predatory, and you are craving him like the best of chocolates. But before he can touch you, you leap to the side and his nostrils flare. A deep grumble emanates from his chest, and you smirk at him. Game on, little wolf.
You move to the side and jump over the bed, putting space between the two of you. It takes him a second to catch up, but when he does, you are ready. He chases you around the room, jumping over furniture, probably breaking a lamp, but you don’t fucking care when you are giggling and screeching every time he gets close to catch you.
You know he’s letting you get away, he could get you at any point, but he continues with this foreplay that’s making your heartbeat go crazy in your chest. “Come on, little rabbit, you know you can’t win,” his voice is a rough caress to your heated skin when you jump over the broken lamp.
But this time he’s waiting, and he catches you mid stride, curling his big furry arms around your middle and tackling you to the bed. Long gone is the cute and awkward werewolf you met downstairs, substituted with this horny werewolf about to rock your world.
“Did you enjoy your little fun, little rabbit?” He growls against your ear and you almost merge with the sheets the way your body melts under him.
“Yes,” you croak out, almost a whimper, much to his amusement. “But I want more,” you add, nails digging onto his sides, making him hiss.
He smirks before leaning down to whisper against your lips: “And what is that? You want to be fucked by the big bad wolf?”
“Fuck, yes,” you breathe out, leaning up until your mouths are clashing in a desperate kiss that makes your whole body tremble. He’s no better over you, his hands touching everywhere, his hairy chest tickling your nipples and making you moan on his lips.
He pulls back for a second, his hand slipping between your bodies until he slips two fingers in your quivering pussy. You gasp, back arching while he kisses the column of your neck. “You are so wet, so ready for me. Is this what you want? You want rough, little bunny?” You nod fervently. “Words.”
“Yes. Fuck me. Ruin me, please.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” he grunts before taking his fingers away and pushing his dick in.
It’s a hard thrust that fills you up to the brim. He’s not the biggest you’ve taken, but he’s above average, and it takes you a couple of deep breaths to accommodate him. He bites and pinches your nipples while he waits, sending sparks of pain that mix with your pleasure and makes you clench around him. He grunts, and his hips buck in an involuntarily thrust that makes you whimper.
“Move. Move. I’m ready.” You aren’t, but you don’t fucking care. You crave the edge of pain that comes with his thrusts, and you can’t wait anymore to get everything.
He pounds into you like the monster he is, fucking you desperately, scratching your hips with his claws while your nails dig onto his back. You are pretty sure you are leaving marks of your own behind, but it only seems to urge him on. Your heels are digging on his ass, pressing to get him as close as possible. Not that your human strength can rival a determined werewolf, but you don’t fucking care about anything while he fucks you into the mattress.
It’s fast and rough, and absolutely perfect.
The orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave, mumbling all your senses until you can only feel his dick hitting your G-spot with each thrust and his tiny growls against your neck. He thrusts a couple more times while you shake with pleasure, and then you feel his release filling you.
There’s so much of it you are worried about the state of your sheets after, but his growls and the way he reaches between your bodies to touch your clit sends you into another unexpected orgasm making you scream his name.
You are so into your head that you barely feel him pulling out or walking away until a cool breeze makes you shiver. You are still shaking with aftershocks when he comes back to the bed with a glass of water and a warm towel to clean you up thoroughly. Once he makes sure you go pee and carries you back to bed, he curls all over your body and purrs.
What a cutie, is your last thought before falling asleep, his body weight the best blanket while he breathes deep against your neck, falling into slumber next to you. You wake up with the sun hitting the bed, and he eats you out in the early morning, before kissing your forehead and telling you to call him.
The cute wolf-boy turned into the big bad wolf who fucked you into oblivion and still was nice enough to make you come before leaving. How much more lucky can you get? Probably not much. You are definitely calling him again because last night was… wow.
Your dress is waiting on the dresser, and your friends are already taking margaritas when you make it to the bridal suit. Everyone is enjoying the gossip about the hot werewolf you fucked while they giggle and shake their heads at your antics.
You are standing at the side of the altar with the other maids of honor when you see him.
The second your eyes meet with him at the other side of the altar, you know you’ve fucked up. Did you… Did you sleep with the fucking best man? Oh, lord. Your best friend is going to kill you.
I hope he doesn’t get too distracted making dinner this time. I heard him come in and I know he’s straining to listen. After watching us last time you were here, he was almost in a trance, and then he couldn’t keep his hands off me. We ate dinner very late that night.
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