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Little Red's Fiery Descent

Little Red's Fiery Descent

The forest shimmered as the magic dissolved around me, my eyes clouding with a haze of raw need. One moment I was myself; the next, I stood in a twisted fairy tale, thighs already sticky with desire, intoxicated by lust that burned hotter than any spell. Artemon loomed before me, the wolf in tailored shadows, his grin all teeth and promise.

"Well, well, Little Red," he rumbled, voice like gravel on silk. "Lost your way to grandma's, or did you come hunting the big bad wolf?"

I laughed, sharp and unyielding, stepping closer with hips swaying. "Hunting? Darling, I am the hunt. And you? Just a pup who thinks he can handle this hood." My fingers traced his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath. "Tell me, Artemon, does that animal cock of yours match the legend, or is it all growl and no bite?"

He growled low, eyes flashing. "Careful, Red. This wolf bites back. You're already wet and dripping for it, aren't you? I can smell your horny little secret."

"Smell this," I shot back, pushing him against the ancient oak, straddling his lap in one fluid motion. My pussy pressed against the swelling hardness in his trousers, grinding slow and deliberate. "I'm Malvina in this tale too, strong enough to make you pant and beg. Now, show me that cock before I decide you're not worth the ride."

Artemon's hands gripped my ass, but I controlled the pace, freeing his thick, hard length. It sprang free, veined and throbbing. I wrapped my fingers around it, stroking once. "Impressive. But can it handle a woman who knows what she wants?"

"Try me," he panted, sweat beading on his brow as I lowered myself. My pussy, untouched by any man yet greedy with magic, enveloped the swollen head. A tight ring gripped him, sucking him deeper as I moved, thighs flexing with power. "Fuck, Red—your cunt's like a hungry mouth."

I rode him harder, ass bouncing, wet sounds filling the air. "That's right, wolf. Deeper. Feel me claim every inch." He thrust up, but I pinned his wrists, controlling the rhythm until we both came undone—him exploding inside me with hot cum, me clenching and dripping as waves crashed over us. The magic pulsed, turning our union explosive, bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.

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