Werewolf Leveling: Building the Strongest Pack in the Apocalypse Chapter 184: Mating R18(2)

[Warning! This Chapter contains r18 scenes. If you’re not comfortable with them feel free to skip.]

For a mont, only silence lingered between us.

"By everything, I assu you an se—"

"Don’t say it!"

In a panic Isabella quickly covered my mouth to the point where she nearly suffocated .

"You don’t have to say the word."

For a second, I thought she had changed, but so things were still the sa. She still gets embarrassed by words like kissing and sex, even though she was the one requesting it.

"Do you understand?" she asked, trying to look serious even though she was clearly flustered.

I gave her a nod, and she slowly removed her hands from my mouth, allowing to speak.

"I understand what you an, but I don’t think I can." I said with a small smile on my face.

Her expression quickly turned into a frown. Sohow, she imdiately knew that I was teasing her.

"What do you an?" she asked, her voice sounding almost threatening.

"Well, I told you how I feel, didn’t I? It’s only fair that you do the sa."

"I can’t."

"Then we can’t have se—"

Once again, she covered my mouth before I could get the words out, her face looking even more flushed.

"I just can’t... It’s too embarrassing."

"Don’t you think the other thing will be embarrassing too?"

She bit her lips as if contemplating it.

"Okay, fine. I’ll say it, but only once."

"That’s fine."

Isabella closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a few shaky breaths, she finally opened her eyes with conviction.

"I love—"

Before she could finish the sentence, our lips t. I kissed her and flipped her over so she was lying underneath .

"No fair, you let work up the courage only to interrupt ."

"I want you to show instead."

She stared into my eyes as if lost in a daze and slowly nodded.

"Okay," she whispered softly.

Right now, she was at the most vulnerable I had ever seen her, and it just made want to kiss her even more. I couldn’t help myself and planted another kiss on her lips. She released a soft moan as my tongue entered her mouth.

At that mont, it felt as if her entire body began to heat up. Her temperature climbed so high that you would’ve thought she had a fever. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling in closer while I explored every inch of her body with my hand.

Every ti my hand would brush against one of her sensitive spots, she would stop kissing and moan softly while her breathing sounded like an asthma patient. Of course, this wasn’t by accident.

I had learned things just from watching her. I knew the spots where I could get the right moans out of her.

I slipped my hand underneath her shirt, feeling her soft skin as I worked my way up towards her breast.

They fit perfectly in my hand like tennis balls. Her nipples were hard and ripe, and just a single tug would elicit a cute high-pitch moan from her.

"Eek!—W-wait!"

She threw her head back in pleasure, and that’s when I began kissing her neck. Her moans were high-pitch and soft, almost like cries for pleasure. As I kissed her neck, she slipped her hands underneath her pants to begin touching herself, but I quickly grabbed her hands.

I wouldn’t allow her to release her sexual urges; instead, I will let them build up until she was begging for to relieve them.

"You’re so cruel," she whispered softly. "Shouldn’t you be trying to make the one you love happy?"

"Aren’t I?"

She pouted, which only made her more irresistible to kiss, but suddenly her pout faded, replaced by a look of interest. Her hands reached until her palm was resting on my chest.

"You’re well-toned. You’re more muscular than you seem at first glance."

"Are you interested?" I teased.

"Maybe. A little. If you can touch , then I reserve the sa right."

Saying that, she slowly began trailing her hands down my chest until she got to my abs. She gulped hard before slipping her hand underneath my shirt. Looking at her face, she seed more amazed than lewd. Her eyes seed to sparkle rather than the red blush I was secretly hoping for.

She was practically drooling as if staring at a tasty piece of at. Seeing her clear interest, I pulled the shirt over my head so she could get a proper view, and that’s when I saw the look I was hoping for. It was as if she just rembered where she was and what she was doing.

I then began lifting off her shirt.

"Wait—"

She was clearly startled by my action, but I quickly yanked it off before she could protest. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so her breasts lay bare for to see.

"How... Do I look?" she asked, averting her eyes while using her hair to cover her face.

I lowered myself so my lips grazed against her earlobe.

"You look as beautiful as ever."

"Really? I an, y-you don’t look bad yourself. Just don’t get any lewd ideas."

She began mumbling over her words again, but a well-placed kiss on the lips quieted her down. My hand found their way to her breasts once again. She arched her back as she let out a loud moan. Her hips moved back and forth, and her hands once again slithered downwards, but I stopped her.

And instead, I lowered my own hand down across her stomach until my hands, I could feel the wetness of the pants she was wearing. She looked at needily as if there was an itch she desperately needed to scratch.

I gave in to her need and slid my hand across her entrance, rubbed against her swollen clit. She was so wet and the mont I touched her more of her juice flowed out. She released a soft moan, and grabbed a hold of the bed sheets, her face red with embarrassnt.

The cute face she was making fueled on even more. My hand made a circular motion as it danced across her wet entrance, teasing her. She arched her back, begging to slip my fingers inside but I only played with her clit which felt like a swollen peach.

"It feels so good, please~"

I continued to play with her pussy, toying with the entrance. And the mont she was about to orgasm, she locked my hands between her thighs, trapping as she let out a high-pitched scream.

"Nnnhh I’m gonna..."

My hands were doused with even more of her fluid as she rode out the wave of her orgasm. Her entire body shook from her convulsing walls.

Her breathing was erratic and her eyes looked wild.

Seeing this look on her, I couldn’t help myself and in one swift motion I removed her pants.