Given her submissive nature Clara put up no resistance as her mate positioned himself between her legs. She could feel the hot breath coming from the animal's muzzle against the bare skin of her thighs.

-Open a little wider- she heard Ethan say and his pheromones began to pour over her like a tidal wave that made her shudder and gasp.

Her legs bent upward and opened on either side of her, exposing her sex to the wolf, which was beginning to moisten under the influence of his pheromones. Clara's hands clutched at her breast and they trembled, her eyes were closed with tears at the corners. She didn't want that, that was what she kept repeating over and over again, but her body was throbbing with hot desire at that moment.

The wolf ran his tongue all over his muzzle and then let it out panting himself as well. The smell of his aroused female was the best thing ever, even if it was punishment. So he lowered his head and ran his rough tongue over the she-wolf's tight sex. Clara gasped and