Nyx blinked awake on cold stone, naked and disoriented. "What the hell cave is this? And why does my head feel like a dragon used it for target practice?" he grumbled, his lithe twink frame already twitching toward a half-shift. Ears perked, tail flicking, he tested his full lycan form—foot-long cock swinging heavy between his legs. "Great, amnesia and a weapon. Perfect start."
A tall, armored woman stepped from the shadows, sword sheathed but eyes sharp. "Well, well, a lost lycan twink sniffing around my lair. Name’s Vespera, and you’re trespassing, pup." Her voice was velvet over steel. "Shift back before I decide that impressive cock of yours needs taming."
Nyx grinned, silly and defiant. "Taming? Lady, I don’t even remember my own name, but I’m guessing it’s not ‘obedient.’ You always greet strangers with threats and compliments on their assets?"
Vespera circled him, strong hands on her hips. "Only the ones who wake up hard and dripping in my domain. You’re horny already, aren’t you? I can smell it—wet anticipation in the air." She pressed close, her breath hot. "Tell me, lycan, do you want a blowjob to jog that empty head, or shall I ride that foot-long beast until you’re panting my name?"
"Witty and direct," Nyx laughed, shifting fully, cock throbbing hard against her thigh. "I like you, Vespera. Most women run from the wolf. You look ready to mount him." Sweating already, he watched her armor drop, revealing toned curves. She shoved him down, straddling his ass with a wicked smirk. "Strong women don’t run, pup. We take."
Her pussy hovered, wet and dripping, over his massive cock. "Beg for it or shift smaller—your choice." Nyx panted, horny beyond reason. "No begging, but I’ll make you come screaming." She sank down, taking every inch, and the cave echoed with their explosive rhythm—cum building, bodies slick, witty moans turning to raw ecstasy.
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