Sexcapades
Chapter 19 Werewolf Bro (2)

However, she acknowledged her self-restraint only served to heighten the experience that rationally she should not be enjoying. With a final, loud sucking sound and a gentle bite to her nipple, Jacob pulled off. As he continued to finger the outside of her p*ssy, he said,

"Fuck. That tasted better than I expected. No wonder the twins keep going for it." Angel tried to respond with a sisterly, sarcastic tone but the heavy note of arousal in her voice failed to convey the sentiment. "I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that they're only five months old."

"They wouldn't drink it if it was nasty," Jacob countered. "Lay down." Doing as commanded, Angel swung her feet up to lay on the bed. Jacob followed almost immediately and placed himself between her legs.

His c*ck jerked erratically with his arousal and she could see it pulse visibly. With the multi-colored blood vessels visible just below the shiny skin, the throbbing flesh looked even more inhuman than before. She let out a soft whimper that was a mix of fear and revulsion upon seeing the sack at the base inflate slightly.

As Jacob got into position above her, sliding only the point of his dick between her swollen nether lips to help line himself up, he ran what was supposed to be a calming hand over one of his sister's cheeks. He saw that he failed in the wary, almost frightened expression that immediately took up residence on her face.

"Don't worry. I'll be gentle." "Liar." Jacob didn't respond. He pushed forward, feeling her reluctantly open for him. Even with her substantial wetness and the natural lubricant seeping from both his piss hole and the outside surface of his c*ck making the job easier, it was slow going as her pussy had to stretch around his wide, lupine girth.

The tightness pulled a moan from him and he felt his d*ck become fractionally harder. Looking down at his sister's face, he saw that her eyes were closed tight and her full lips had disappeared as she pressed them together against the pain she was feeling. Part of Jacob hated what he had become and what he was doing. However, the animal slowly taking over and the pleasure radiating out from his d*ck pushed it all to the side. He had to do this, he was compelled to mate whether he consciously wanted to or not.

If he didn't give in, he wouldn't be able to control himself and the results could be much worse. While most people thought it was the moon that caused a werewolf to shift form, Jacob had learned through talking to other werewolves that it was in fact the hormonal changes that women underwent during ovulation that stimulated the change.

For the few hours surrounding the release of an egg, the scent was the strongest and werewolves were attracted to it. Millennia ago when villagers equated the woman's cycle to that of the moon, the incorrect interpretation and retelling of tales led people to mistake that it was the moon that was the cause of the shape shifting, while the belief of a werewolf's violent bloodthirst came from being conflated with the more visible monthly bleeding in a woman's cycle. In fact, werewolves were no more bloodthirsty than the average human.

Each had his own personality and while there were evil ones out there, they were no more likely to harm someone intentionally than any other human. Most werewolves did acknowledge, however, that sexual assault was higher among their kind than the general public. Because of the biological imperative to mate with an ovulating female, werewolves did not take no for an answer. After being infected and attacking two women, Jacob had moved back to his parents' farm thinking it was a safe place to live. However, only a day after moving back in, Angel began to ovulate. Having never considered her a

"woman," he hadn't considered his sister in his plans. After explaining his predicament to her and their parents, Angel had reluctantly surrendered to him and nine months later, she gave birth to twins. He was surprised by the change he felt upon holding them for the first time. They were his children and Angel was their mother. And she was his mate.

Despite whatever protests she made, they were now bound together, they were a family. They were his pack. When the time came, whether she liked it or not, she was his to breed. Provided she never left home, which would become increasingly difficult as they had more children, he would lie in wait for her cycle to return after giving birth.

For however long she was fertile, she would belong to him. With her remaining close, he could mount her the moment she was ready, as he had just done. And now that he was inside her, the only thing that mattered was completing his mission. He had to get his seed into her.

Angel focused on her breathing as she felt the slightly inflated sack at the base of her brother's d*ck enter her. His wide shaft already made her p*ssy feel like it was stretched to the limit and she wondered if she might tear again after having recently given birth when the growth pushed inside her. Despite the pain and worry, her body wanted the fuck. It remembered what it had felt like the first time which was the only time-they had been together.

And not having had sex since then, her body responded eagerly. The fullness of his length and girth was surprisingly familiar yet unlike anything she had ever felt from any of her previous boyfriends. As he pulled back and began to replace his rhythm, her body shook as his c*ck was forced against her cl*t. With her opening stretched wide, the tiny nub was more exposed than usual and had no choice but to hang down and kiss the top side of his driving length. Each thrust inward also drove his growing knot against it, stimulating it further with a mix of pain and pleasure. But unlike when he was fingering her lips, she didn't restrain herself from rolling her hips against her brother's crotch. At the same time, the heavy weight of his balls beating against her ass tempered her growing arousal and reminded her why they were doing this. They weren't fucking for fun or because they were into each other, but because he intended to impregnate her. They each might replace some pleasure in the act but it was secondary to his purpose. The only reason they were in this position was because she was ovulating and he had caught her scent before she was even aware of what her body was doing. It didn't matter that she was his sister. She was simply a woman in heat to the wolf residing in her brother.