I thought she would feel pain, but instead, she grows almost feral at the penetration, her hands reaching for me, her claws digging into my chest, drawing blood. My wolf likes the violence, the bloodshed, and it makes a noise that almost sounds like a cat purring.

I push inside her till our bodies are completely joined. Then I take her wrists and, pinning them to the bed above her head, I begin to move. I don’t bother with a slow pace. This isn’t the time to draw things out. I fuck her hard ...