Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

Tyler's POV

I wiped her mouth as she opened her eyes.

We did not proceed at my mansion yet. We are here, in the Luna's Lake, the lake beside the training field and sparring arena.

The moon above, now fully illuminating the starry blanket, reflected in the surface of the lake, where I washed every filth away from her body and healed Elaine's every wound with the water's help.

Only scars on her skin stayed when she yawned and stretched her arms. Beautiful scars that make us now equal. I have scars on my own, from training and fighting and hunting Hearteaters. Even from lovemaking from the various women I bedded but never loved.

I took off my shirt, showing my biceps and laying my godly body before her. A feast for her to savor, Remus whispered.

moon.

"Am I alive?"

I gave her a nervous laugh. "You can only see my dick when you're alive."

She grinned. "Then I fucking am alive."

This was the night before the first day of the full moon, the Worm Moon. March's full

Her smile faded into something, something that made my flesh jerked in reverie. I extended a hand out to cup her breath-taking face in my palms.

Elaine's skin glowed, gilded in silver moonlight as she sank deeper in the lake. Only her head popping out on the surface. Bright as her smile. Bright like how she lit up my werewolf life. "My snow flower," I whispered, summoning a water to form in the shape of a heart. I opened my palm and it freezes into solid ice.

"Wow," she breathed. Warm and beautiful. She accepted the heart of ice, the heart I crafted for her. Those Elaine eyes, the color of the forest outside Selena's Wall, met mine. I ran a finger down her neck until I reached the tip of her bosom. "My mate."

Mate. I called her that.

Mate. That is what she is.

"Mate? We are not married yet under the Goddess' light."

"We already are. Our souls are one, bound and unbroken even if Hearteaters clawed their way to separate us."

A smile blossoms in her radiating face. I laughed as she splashed a handful of water on me. I don't know if it was just me but the night glowed a little brighter tonight.

I took a deep breath before swimming down, only to appear behind her. Elaine leaned in, kissing me softly. Then wildly.

  Kisses turned to moans. Moans turned to touch. Touch turned to a savage dance in the middle of Luna's Lake.

"Oh Tyler..." She sang my name repeatedly as I moved inside her. Flesh to flesh, I grind and move and thrust. Breath to breath, our lips met and drowned.

She wrapped her legs around my waist. I draped my arms around her neck. I was rock-

hard against her, pushing to where she floated in the water.

  I saw a huge rock and pinned her to its rough surface.

"I want to ride you, babe." She pushed me in the water, the shore underneath my naked body. Elaine positioned herself, aligning her core to my erected tower. She is delicate and poised right above me. Remus snickered inside me and I just cried in ecstasy.

She's inside me, palms on my chest. I am inside her, resting on the lake's shore and

letting her take charge of this sensual, primeval dance.

Elaine rocked for a few minutes before jerking her body away, the water bathing her. Light flashed and I was in my wolf form, and my nose was immediately on her cave. She moaned as I tasted her in this majestic moon-white body. She opened her legs wider, letting me brush my wolf tongue against the wetness of her womanhood.

Everything I am as a man-shifting wolf and wolf-shifting man had been laid before her goddess body. I howled before diving again in her, licking and tasting. Savoring and relishing. My rock-hard sword is still the same size when I am in this form. I barked and she

whimpered. I slid deeper, my paws on either side of her face.

I licked her tits and her lips. She giggled as I went to her neck, her arms, then back to her bosom. Elaine lifted her two hands and held my wolf body of shimmering white like how a pet owner held her husky.noveldrama

"Good dog," Elaine patted my head. I howled again, unleashing the song of wolves amidst the night.

Some wolves answered back. Some barked.

; She released first, clenching the sand on the lake's shore as I pulled out and shifted on my human form.

My lips crashed even before she could breathe.

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Elaine's POV

I wanted all of him, wolf form or hunky form.

I gripped his shoulders, guiding him onto the waters as I sat on top of him, still inside. My fingers ran down his muscled abdomen farther and farther. Until I reached the center of attraction of him being a man.

He was enormous in my hand, as always. So hard yet so warm despite the coolness that the Luna's Lake, as Tyler called it, tried to drown me in. He hissed as I pinched him but his cock immediately jerked as I brushed my thumb over the tip.

I grinned before I dived down. Down the lake and down his manhood. I only shoved him inside my mouth for a second then went back to the surface, panting and gasping for breath.

The dog squeezed my hand. "My turn."

"Woof! Woof!" But his palm only pressed against my bosom as he pushed a finger inside.

Then two more.

Until his fist is inside.

; I cried and sobbed and bellowed and even called forth all deities and saints I could

mutter.

my hair.

"Finally, I fisted you."

I couldn't counter back as I am still hurting, tears racing against the waters dripping from

Then, he used his water-controlling abilities to levitate us in the air, forming a bed of water beneath me like how my golden bed looked like.

"Bed of water, eh-"I found myself moaning, reaching for something to clasp but it was only the water and me and Tyler and the moonbeam.

Alpha Tyler barked my name as he thrusts like a dog, my back facing him. My virginity has long been gone. But I felt it vanishing even more as he slammed deep inside my flesh, my soul, my entire being.

; When we were done, he remained atop me. My fingertips dug into his chest and lingered there.

  "We're not fucking done, Elaine," Tyler howled as if he can read my mind. Tugging my wet head and hoisting it in the air a little, I face him. Our bodies in a classical

style of lovemaking.

  Then the wolf pounced on top of the wet doe, making her cry even more.