Enchanted Thirst: Little Red's Dominion

The magic dissolved like mist under moonlight, leaving my eyes clouded and my body humming with forbidden energy. One moment I was ordinary; the next, I stood in a shadowed fairy-tale wood wearing a crimson cloak that barely covered my curves. My thighs grew sticky with desire, my pussy already wet and dripping as lust intoxicated every breath.

A low growl rumbled from the trees. Artemon emerged—part wolf, part man, all muscle and predatory grace. His amber eyes raked over me.

"Lost, Little Red?" he rumbled, voice sharp as claws. "Or did you come looking for trouble?"

I laughed, planting a hand on my hip, cloak slipping to reveal more skin. "Trouble? Darling, trouble usually finds me. But tonight I'm the one hunting. Your cock looks hard already—planning to impress me, or just pant like a pup?"

He circled closer, tail flicking. "Bold words for a hood who thinks she can handle the big bad. Most run. You spread your legs and smile."

"Most bore me," I shot back, stepping into his space, fingers tracing his chest. "I'm no damsel. I take what I want. And right now, wolf, I want that thick cock inside me. Think you can keep up, or will you come too fast?"

Artemon's breath hitched. I dropped to my knees for a teasing blowjob, tongue flicking before pulling away with a wicked grin. "Not yet. On your back."

He obeyed, eyes gleaming with respect for my command. I straddled him, ass grinding against his hardness, my pussy dripping onto his swollen length. Panting, sweating, I guided him in—feeling the tight ring stretch around his animal cock. Horny waves crashed through me as I moved, riding with fierce rhythm, thighs clenching.

"Deeper," I demanded, voice husky. "Fill this hungry pussy. Make me come while the forest watches."

Magic pulsed between us, his cock throbbing as I slammed down harder, cum threatening to spill with every thrust. The explosive peak loomed, our bodies locked in sweaty, panting ecstasy.