Twelve
Author: Rachel M Nyambu
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

               *WARNING: 18+ content ahead!!               If you cannot deal with it, please skip it. Purely a sex scene!

"Isn't that girl hot?" The wolf asked.

"Which girl?" The slayer asked, trying to take in his surroundings properly. He hadn't looked around when he walked there, because the first thing he did was sit at the river side and play with sand. He was watching Princess Hanress walk away and was still digesting all that she had told him if it weren't for his wolf asking him if that girl was hot or not, he couldn't have seen him.

"Have you heard what Princess Hanress has told me?" "I never knew she could speak in our language, and also her story is so sad," he told his wolf, ignoring his calls to approach the lady.

"Hey, beautiful, wanna have a good time?" His wolf asked at the top of his voice, and the slayer gulped looking at the lady approaching him. He wasn't interested in anything, and all he wanted was to shoo her away, but his wolf had called her, and if he were to tell her that he wasn't the one who had called her, would he believe him? She may end up thinking he was playing hard to get.

"What have you done?" He yelled to his wolf, who was busy laughing. "If you want to have a good time, don't involve me." "I don't need to have any good time," he tongue-lashed his horny wolf yet forced a shy smile on the approaching lady.

"Just shut up and let me have a good time." "I know you aren't horny, but I am; all you have to do is let me take over," the wolf whistled back, suppressing the slayer's human system and taking over. Although the body visible was the slayer's, the blood flowing under the skin and the system in his head belonged to the wolf, so whatever was to be done would only be felt by the wolf and not him.

"Hey handsome, I am Katrina, a gnome." The lady, introduced herself while smiling.

"I am Alexander, a wolf," he responded, accepting her hand for a handshake while squeezing it a little, making the lady smile.

"You wanna swim?" He then asked, standing up from where he was sitting. He removed the brown cloak, made of skin, he was wearing, let it fall around him and remained with his underwears that barely covered contained his already growing shaft. cheeks and a bare chest. The lady looked at his face to see whether he was playing with her mind, and she smiled when she saw the hunger and desire in his eyes. His skin was flushed, and she knew he must have been aroused already aroused even before he called her, but should they do it? They were strangers to each other and barely knew who they were; maybe they were enemies. She thought stairing st his perfect abs which she had the urge of running her finger's through them.

The lady swallowed nervously, trying had to calm the racing of hier own heart when Alexander, when started walking towards her while biting his lower lip. He lips them parted as he let out a desparate sigh and she could her feel her boobs hardening under her blouse.

"I thought gnomes were supposed to be short," he said, moving slowly yet dangerously close to her. The lady took a deep breath while watching him because. Alexander so far seemed harmless and she knew he was anything anything apart from fucking the hell out of her. Before the could respond to his question, he placed hands around her waist and pulled her closer to him that there breaths synced. He them forced the lady's slender, long hands to carsess his bare chest. He went ahead to bite her earlobes while his fingers played with her honey locks rolling and pushing then behind her ears. She sniffed her hair, bringing his nose down to her neck and the lady moaned softly when he grazed his teeth at the crook of her neck.

"No..wait..is it Alexander or what?" She tried to push him away shaken by her own moans.

"What?"  He asked, his hands dropping from her waist and grabbed her sost ass.

"I don't think…I mean, we don't know each other," she stammered.

"But I just told you I'm Alexander," he responded, squeezing her ass through her skirt.  The lady drew herself from him and moved not far away from him. She took some deep breaths squeezing her legs together. Alexander watched as her face fluhsed up and her hard nipples traced under her blouse. You want me as well, don't you?“ He rasped trying hard to stop himself from pouncing on her and taking her without her consent. He was about to lose all his thinking ability, because what had been trying to control him was the boiling of his own blood rushing through his veins and hardening his member at the sexy lady in front of him.

His hard member throbbed, getting harder when she turned to look at him and them shly looked away biting her lower lip. The breeze around them carried her citrus scent towards him making it hard for him to get composure of himself. He went closer to her, forced her to look at him and when he found what he was looking for in her eyes, he pulled her claiming her lips for a deep and intense kiss. The lady moaned ecxiting her and he grabbed her hair while strugling with his blouse which he tore apart and her perky boobs were exposed to him. He gulped hard, stairing at her pink nipples as they hardened under his touch.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this," she said in a desperate tone, and he knew she was just shy. He could perceive ger juices and he knew she was as worked up as he was but then it would better to do what she wanted.

"It's alright, I won't force you," he said, letting go of her. He walked away while counting under his breath. When he reached near the fountain, he stole a look at her and smiled when he saw her looking at him as if not believing that he had jusy walked away. he quicly averted his gaze and stared at the birds above him when she followed him. 

"You didn't tell me how you got into this world because with my knowledge, I know wolves don't stay here," she said sitting beside him and using her hands to cover her bare chest. Alexander remained silent and walked away at the end of the river where there was yet another fountain. He stood at the fountain for a little while, as if calculating something, and bent down to take off the only piece of cloth off him when he was sure he had the lady's attention.  She bit her lower lip, stairing at his member and then gasped looking away when her eyes met with his.  "What are you doing, Alexander?" She growled, turning to face her.

"Making myself feel better, of course," he responded while letting his hair loose. He turned to look at her wondering how it would feel like having her soft hands rubbing his shaft rather that his own hard ones. He closed his eyes, moaning throatly when he felt the pressure building in his veins.

"I can't control myself anymore," the lady said, her voice more of a moan.

"I didn't ask you to control yourself, did I?"

It's like that was all he needed to say he needed because the struggled to take off her skirt and them catwalked closer to him flipping her hair while biting her lower lip .When she reached beside him she took  off her lingrie slowly while watching him. She lowered her eyes to look at him, and he winked, taking slow steps towards her. She jumped into the river and  rubbed her skin while pinching her nipples her gaze still on his. Her black curly hair got drenched, sticking to her straight, tan-skinned back. Alexander swam closer to her pulled her in his arms, her bare boobs on his chest. He closed his eyes and inhaled her intoxicating scent, which made things harder for him.

"Fuck!"         

He gasped his one hand going down down to her boob and squeezed it. The lady moaned, pulled his hair, and pulled his face down to hers. Alexander moaned when she claimed his lips nibbling and sucking them hungrily as if her life depended on them. Her hands went down to his abdomen and grabbed his hard member, while he moved his head down to her chest and captured the nip of her booby and sucked, biting it.

"Please, please, Aleky.." she moaned into his neck while his hands caressed all over her body, and their own heat helped them forget about the freezing river.

"I want you now," she moaned loudly, her soft hands still on his shaft, rubbing and teasing it.

"Mmmh!" Alexander moaned, smelling her wet hair, and lifted her, wrapping her legs around his torso as he found his way through her entrance. He growled, pushing his hard and throbbing member inside of her and she held into him, her loud moans sweet in his ears.

"Fuck, you are so wet," he moaned, thrusing in and out of her.

"Fuck yes, faster please," she begged, throwing her head backwards. Giving her what she wanted, Alexander thrust harder and deeper into her crotch. He took the same pace, and he felt her nails digging into his back while her walls tightened around him.

"Mmh, I am close," she moaned, kissing his neck.

"Don't come too soon; wait for me," he asked her, and she whimpered, trying hard to control herself. Alexander thrusted one last time, and they all screamed as they reached their ecstasy.

"Fuck, that was so good!" The lady giggled, lifting his head for a deep and intense kiss that left him breathless. Alexander didn't let go of her even after they orgasmed for the second, third, and fourth times. He still held her tightly as they all tried to catch their breaths. It was sometime later when the lady unwrapped her legs from him but his hands still cupped and squeezed her soft bums. She stood, still shaking from the last orgasm she had, and lifted her eyes to look at him with a satisfied smile across her face.

They cuddled for awhile, washed up once again, put on their clothes, and sat beside the river, the soft white sand caressing their skin and the wind kissing their faces. They laid down after sometime, not knowing there was a tall masculine man standing at the opening of the tunnel, looking at them with his hands balled into fists and his breath ragged with anger.

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