Chapter 82 Bodyguard.

Slade hadn’t been sure he was ready for a second round with the lovely elf, but his cock had no doubts. Already his red prick was back to full mast, throbbing for a taste of Ava’s lush pussy.

Slade’s bestial instinct governed more than just his twitching red cock. He leaped upon the bed excitedly, eliciting a delighted cry from Ava as the bed bounded beneath her hands and knees.

Slade thrust his lupine muzzle to the peachy plushness of Ava’s rump. Sniffing and licking eagerly at her crack and down to her dripping cunny. His soft tongue flicked and fluttered over her holes. It pressed insistently into her sweet cunt.

"Ohhhhh! Wild beast of the moon! Taste my lust! Taste the nectar of the elfkind! I am ready to receive your blessing!"

Slade didn’t doubt it, but at the moment he was savoring each taste of Ava’s dripping quim. Even her ass tasted sweet as he lashed his long tongue down her crack and over that soft little pucker. Back into the hot honeypot of her cunt. Snorting and licking deep into her. Breathing the intoxicating scent of the aroused elf.

"Mmmm! Delicious!" Slade growled.

"S-so glad you... mmm... think soooo!" Ava moaned, reaching back to grab a handful of fur atop Slade’s lupine head.

She pushed her ass back against his muzzle and squirmed eagerly against the attentions of his tongue. Her pleasure rose, driven unexpectedly to the brink by Slade’s long tongue, but denied on that final cusp, if only for a moment.

Slade rose high on his knees behind her, his clawed hands stroking her ass, following the curves of her hips, and encircling her slender waist. Ava looked up at him over her shoulder and crooned, "Ooooohhhh, yes, fuck me with that big beastly cock!"

Slade growled deep in his throat, holding her waist tightly in his claws as he used the movement of his hips to tease his cock up and down Ava’s pussy lips. Ava moaned and bit her lower lip, trying to push back onto his cock but unable to with his claws gripping her. She pushed harder and Slade drew back his hips to deny her.

"Awwww, stop being mean!" Ava pouted. "Fuck me, pleaaAAHHHH!"

Her pleading was interrupted by Slade’s first thrust. He buried his hot, throbbing lupine cock to the hilt in Ava’s slick little elf cunt. She rocked forward, losing her balance and dropping with her head down in the bedding and her ass up for Slade’s enjoyment.

He held her by her shoulders, driving her down into the bed and resting his weight on his furry hips as he pounded his fat lupine cock in and out of her stretched pussy.

Each thrust rammed against her backwalls. His furry body rippled with muscles. His lust was unrestrained. Hammering into Ava. Driving her into the bed again and again.

"Yessss! Sooo good! Fuck me! Fuck meeee, Slade!"

"Elf bitch loves cock!" Slade snarled, humping even harder into her stretched cunt.

Many women might have wailed in fear or even pain. Not Ava. She had always fantasized about being taken by the beasts of the moon. Her body owned by their animal lust. Her pleasure taken in ways she could only dream. Until now. Until she felt Slade’s huge, hot, swelling cock. The knot bulging. Stretching her. The cock pounding into her so hard that it stole her breath with each thrust.

Ava managed to push herself back up onto her hands and knees even as Slade’s thrusts intensified. He leaned over her arched back, his panting face close to hers as he plundered her snug cunny. Her eyes locked with his. Her pleasure as animalistic as the wulfen’s.

"Cum for me, Slade," she gasped, reaching up with hand to cling to his furry neck. "Cummmm inside me!"

"Awwwoooooo!" He hunched forward, plowing his cock into Ava with intense, climactic strokes.

His knot swelled. His cock twitched. Ava’s tight inner walls clutched around him, sensing his climax. Joining him in a hot eruption of pleasure. Wailing with shameless ecstasy as his knot plugged her cunt and his cock began to pulsate. Pumping and squirting, again and again, filling her with a hot wulfen load.

Slade’s bestial howl became hoarse and then, receding to a growl, he fell heavily atop her. Caging her with his furry arms. Licking at her pointed ear and cheek as aftershocks and late pumps of his seed oozed into her cunt.

Ava trembled. Gasping and satiated. His knot straining at her folds until, deflated just enough, it slipped free and was followed by a hot trickle of his cum from her creamy pussy.

"Never had... such a willing... bitch," Slade growled.

"Mmm. How strange. I’d think... ah... women would be lining up for a taste," Ava giggled.

She heard a creaking and stretching of flesh and felt the fur slip out from under her grasp. Slade turned back into a man even as he unsheathed himself from her.

Ava rolled over so that she could look up at him more easily. Her eyes were not disappointed with what she saw. The human version of Slade might have lacked that certain beastly something that drove her wild, but he was handsome in a scarred, chiseled sort of way that made her creamy cunt ache with need.

She reached up, caressing his abdomen up to his chest. Playing her fingers across one of his nipples. He growled and looked at her sternly from beneath the damp, dark veil of his hair.

"We’d better get to work, Ava," he growled. "You don’t want to awaken the beast again."

"Aw. But it felt soooo good," she giggled, already pondering the ways Slade might pin her down and have his way with her. She sighed and stretched out, luxuriating in her shameless naughtiness. "But you’re right. I’ve never been sued before. But I have an idea of what to do next."

"Oh?"

"Yeah! There’s someone who can vouch for what happened at the Silken Gasp. Lady Primrose! They almost turned her into an avatar of their goddess. It was crazy as heck!"

"We’ll go together," Slade said. "The vampire or her thralls might strike at any moment."

Slade rose from the bed, giving Ava a glimpse of his sculpted back and firm buttocks. She purred like a sunbathing cat and reached for him as he pulled on his shirt. He grunted as her fingers made contact and stepped out of her reach.

Ava frowned and sat up again.

"Oh, alright, Mr. Bodyguard," Ava pouted. "Let’s go talk to Lady Primrose."