Irelaxed.
He made another rumbling sound deep in his chest that wasn't quite a growl… but more like a purr. His massive head tilted to one side as he observed my reaction, those intelligent yellow eyes studying me with unmistakable interest. Then hepressed his snout more firmly against my cock, which was now fully erect and straining against my boxers.
I gasped, my head falling back against the floor as a surge of arousal shot through me. This was insane. This was absolutely fucking insane. I should have been terrified… and a part of me still was… but a larger, more primal part was responding to Cal's attention in ways I couldn't control. Something drew me to him that wouldn’t let me go.
"Cal," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Why are you doing this?”
His only response was another deep rumble that vibrated through my entire body. Before I could say anything else, his massive clawed hands gripped the waistband of my boxers. With one swift movement, he tore them clean off me, the fabric giving way like tissue paper.
I yelped in surprise, suddenly completely exposed. The cool air hit my skin as my cock sprung free, hard and already leaking. Cal's yellow eyes flashed with something that looked like hunger, but not the kind that made me fear for my life. No, this was a different kind of appetite altogether.
Oh god… this might be worse than getting eaten. Becoming some monster’s personal fleshlight wasn’t exactly on my bucket list. But even if I wanted to leave, to run away… I couldn't. My body wouldn’t listen to me.
His massive head lowered again, and I felt his hot breath against my exposed cock. My entire body tensed in anticipation. This couldn't be happening. I couldn't be lying on the floor of a werewolf's bedroom, naked and aroused, waiting for him to?—
His tongue, hot and rough and impossibly large, lapped at my cock from base to tip. I cried out, my back arching off the floor. The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. It was wet and textured and overwhelming. He did it again, this time slower, savoring me.
"Fuck," I gasped, my hands instinctively moving to grip his fur. It was softer than I expected, thick and warm between my fingers.
Cal growled in approval, the chains rattling as he adjusted his position. He continued to lick my cock with long, deliberate strokes, each one sending electric shocks of pleasure through my body. His tongue wrapped around my shaft, exploring every inch with a thoroughness that left me panting.
I should have been fighting this, running away, calling for help. But I couldn't bring myself to do anything but lie there and surrender to the intense pleasure washing over me. There was something irresistible about Cal in this form, something that bypassed all my rational thought and spoke directly to urges deep inside me.
His massive paws gripped my thighs, spreading them wider. I felt exposed and vulnerable, but the fear only heightened my arousal. He was so powerful, so dangerous, and yet he was being so careful with me, his claws just barely grazing my skin without breaking it.
Cal's tongue moved lower, exploring my balls with the same thorough attention he'd given my cock. I moaned, unable to hold back the sounds of pleasure anymore. My hands tightened in his fur as his tongue ventured even lower, teasing at my entrance.
"Oh god," I breathed, my entire body trembling. I'd had partners rim me before, but this was different. Cal's tongue circled my hole, hot and slick and insistent. The texture was rougher than a human's, creating friction that made me cry out and arch my back.
"Cal, fuck—" I gasped, beyond shame or reason now. My thighs trembled as he explored me with his tongue, pressing against my entrance with increasing pressure until the tip slipped inside.
I nearly screamed from the sensation. His tongue was thicker than any finger, its texture creating a kind of pleasure that bordered on overwhelming. My cock leaked steadily onto my stomach as he worked me open, each thrust of his tongue pushing deeper.
My mind was a fog of lust and confusion. This was insane. I was letting a werewolf eat me out on his bedroom floor like I was in some X-rated Goosebumps novel. But my body had its own agenda, responding to his touch with an eagerness that shocked me. I'd never been this turned on in my life, never felt so completely consumed by desire. I was drunk with it.
Cal growled against my ass, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through me. His claws gently held my thighs apart, the chains around his wrists jingling with each movement. The moonlight cast strange shadows across his massive form as he worked, highlighting the powerful muscles shifting beneath his fur.
When his tongue finally withdrew, I whimpered at the loss. Cal looked up at me, those yellow eyes glowing with hunger. He licked his chops in a way that should have terrified me but instead made my cock twitch with anticipation.
His massive paw reached for my shirt next, claws carefully hooking into the fabric. With a swift motion, he tore it open, exposing my chest to the cool air. I gasped, partly from surprise and partly from the erotic thrill of being so easily undressed by him.
"Jesus, Cal," I breathed, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears.
He leaned down, his hot breath washing over my exposed chest. His tongue found my nipple, lapping at it roughly. I arched into the sensation, a moan escaping me that I barely recognized as my own. He moved to the other nipple, givingit the same attention while his claws gently scraped down my sides.
The chains rattled as he shifted his weight, and I suddenly remembered that he was restrained. He could only go so far, do so much, while bound to the floor. A part of me…a reckless, desire-drunk part, wondered what would happen if I loosened those chains.
Cal seemed to read my thoughts. He growled, shaking his head slightly before returning to his exploration of my body. His tongue traced the lines of my collarbone, my shoulders, down to my navel. Every inch of me was being claimed by that rough, hot tongue.
When he reached my cock again, I was so sensitive that even the slightest touch sent shockwaves through me. He took his time, licking up the pre-cum that had pooled on my stomach before returning to my shaft. This time, he took the head into his mouth.
"Holy fuck!" I cried out as his mouth enveloped me. It was hot and wet and so much more intense than any blowjob I'd ever experienced. His tongue swirled around my shaft as he took me deeper, careful to keep his teeth from grazing my sensitive skin.
The sight was surreal. Here was this massive creature, this werewolf with his chains rattling against the floor, pleasuring me with such focused intensity. His eyes never left mine, watching my reactions, gauging what made me gasp and moan the loudest.
I reached for him again, my fingers tangling in the thick fur around his neck. "Cal," I moaned, "that feels... incredible."
He rumbled around my cock, the vibrations nearly sending me over the edge. I bucked my hips involuntarily, pushing deeper into his mouth. Instead of pulling back, he took me further, until I felt the back of his throat.
