Thread: Werewolves and Mages (Javorcek X ClearSight)

Gah! Arlann! Mara growled as her hips were grabbed in the middle of her trying to make them some breakfast. She didnt like to be bothered when there was food involved, especially if she was pretty fricken hungry. As she straightened herself up, Mara grumbled under her breath, something about a horny mate that couldnt make up her damn mind whether she wanted to eat or fuck. The Alpha was pretty dead set on the eating part and was prepared to ignore Arlanns playful advances until she had food in her bellyat leastshe thought she wasshe had been, up until Arlann started grinding into her rear. Immediately she could feel the heat grow between them, smell sweetness of Arlanns delicious arousal. Feasting between her lovers legs had definitely become one of Maras favorite things to do, whether it was because of her mates intoxicating scent and taste or the magic that laced her arousal, the wolf didnt know. All that was certain was that even the slightest bit of Arlanns scent made her mouth water and her desires peak. Butbreakfast Mara whined. It wasnt fair, she was now hungry and horny and very uncomfortable because of the two. I hate yoummmmph fuck The wolf moaned as her evil mate used magic to make her fingers feel all the more amazing. Grrrrr The werewolf huffed and puffed, squirming indecisively in Arlanns arms. She was so torn Part of her wanted to make her mate stop, mostly because she hated this position. She looked like a submissive beta with Arlann playing with her from behind. If her assistant wasnt their avid audience, Mara would have probably been a little more receptive to Arlann taking control. But a larger, growing part of her just wanted to be fucked by those incredibly warm, seemingly vibrating fingers that were plunged inside of her. The last shreds of her self-restraint evaporated into nothingness when the mage told her that they could wait. Fuck waiting! Mara had been waiting nearly a week for their fight to be over so they could make up, she wasnt going to wait a goddamn second longer. Fuck me The wolf growled, her hand coming to rest over Arlanns to force her to thrust her fingers in deeper, harder. Mara tried to frame her words as an order to save face, still very conscious that her assistant was here. Hrrrmphlet her be in control for a little whileIll show her what happens to naughty mages that bend me over like a beta. Sammie! Make yourself useful and go get me my strap-on. Top drawer of the ohhhh-fuckfuckthe top drawer of the dresser in my bedroom. Left hand side. From her vantage point on the couch, Sammie gave a needy little whimper. She couldnt see much, but a smart girl like her was perfectly capable of imagining the very naughty things that were happening in the kitchen. Fantasizing about what Arlann was doing to Mara only made it worse, Sammies imagination could run rampant at times, and since she had never seen a mage use their magic to have sex before, her fantasy was not limited by conventional restrictions. So caught up in her imagination filling in for what she could not view from her location on the couch, Sammie almost missed that Mara was giving her an order. With a blush of embarrassment, she quickly got up, finally realized that she was still- holding the files and set those down. Then she scampered off into Maras bedroom to do as she was told, a little disappointed to miss part of the show, but excited to see what her boss was going to do with her strap on.