Chapter 476: The Defeated and Elated Wolf [R18]

Leona’s breath felt hot against the fabric of his training shorts, her lips brushing the swollen outline, straining against them. She traced a slow circle with her fingertip across the bulge, her emerald eyes fixed upward, glittering with playful challenge.

“It’s huge, did you get this excited fighting me?”

Nikolai’s muscles tightened, flexing his abs with unsteady breaths, black aura still curling faintly around his frame. For a moment, he only stared down at her, his wife, his huntress, his equal… kneeling willingly after matching him blow for blow.

“You’re insane,” he muttered, though the rough voice betrayed more lust than protest.

“Mmmm?” Leona hummed, dragging her nails lightly down his thighs. “You’ve said it yourself, didn’t you? A wife has to keep pace with her husband On the mat…”Her lips pressed to his clothed cock, kissing it through the fabric. “…and off it.”

He held his breath for a moment.

The amount of raw allure oozing from each flick of her wrist, each movement or breath.

Leona, after all, I am glad you became my woman.

Nikolai pushed his tongue against the roof of his mouth as her fingers slid to his waistband. With a teasing tug, she peeled the fabric down, caught for a moment before freeing the thick, veined shaft that sprang against her cheek with a heavy slap.

Pah!

“Oh wow…” Her tongue darted out instantly, tracing along the pulsing veins, savouring the salty, wet heat clinging to his skin. She moaned softly, almost reverently, before wrapping her fingers around the base.

“Already so hard,” she whispered, lips brushing the crown. “Is it this big because of me? Or because of how you fought me just now?”

Nikolai grinned down at her, clenching fists at his sides. “Both. You’re at your most beautiful when you fight me like that.”

Her cheeks blushed deeper.

Without another word, Leona pressed a wet kiss to the tip, smearing precum across her lips like gloss. Then she looked up at him again, eyes smouldering with lust, before letting her mouth part wide and slowly sink over the heat of his cock.

A sultry warmth engulfed him.

“Mmmmnph…”

Nikolai threw his head back and growled, his claws sharpening as Leona took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing around his inhuman girth.

Leona’s lips stretched wide, saliva already glistening across her chin as she worked her way down his shaft. But the moment her tongue slid across the ridge, her eyes widened slightly.

It wasn’t just the usual thickness.

“Gluck… Shlrp…. Glub….Nngh…!?”

Nikolai’s cock had half-shifted. The black aura that still clung to his frame had bled into his flesh, making it longer, thicker, and veined with an almost feral pulse.

The musk rolling off him was stronger, too.

A primal and addictive scent that drove her sensitive werewolf’s senses mad.

The scent alone made her soaking wet with trembling thighs.

“Hmmmmn…. Gluk…. Haa….”

She moaned around his cock. The vibration sent shivers through him as she tried to swallow more. Each inch tasted different, raw, dark as if his very essence was forcing itself into her tongue and throat.

“Leona…” Nikolai growled, claws twitching as he resisted the urge to grab her hair. His shaft twitched violently against the tight heat of her throat. “You’re going to choke if you keep forcing it.”

Despite his words, the warm heat made his shaft swell further, throbbing each time she gagged or let spit drool down his shaft.

But she didn’t stop. Her nails dug into his thighs as she bobbed faster, throat straining to take him in. Every gag only made her wetter, the scent of his half-shifted cock igniting something deep in her bloodline.

This was her husband.

Her Alpha.

She pulled back with a sloppy pop, gasping for breath, strands of spit connecting her swollen lips to his glistening shaft. Her eyes burned green as she stroked him with both hands, twisting, smearing saliva and precum down his length.

“It’s unfair…” he panted, licking the bead of precum that crowned his tip. “When your cock changes shape like this… the scent, the taste… it drives me insane.”

Nikolai’s grin was savage; he worried the size might be too much; unlike Amphitrite, her body wasn’t specially adjusted to take his transformed cock. “Then get addicted, Leo. I’ll keep feeding you until you can’t live without it.”

Her eyes fluttered at the words, pupils dilating, before she dove back down, mouth hungry and desperate as the wet, sloppy sounds of her devotion filled the hall.

Leona gagged hard as she forced him deeper, her throat bulging obscenely around the thickness of his half-shifted cock. The wet squelch echoed across the mats, saliva gushing down her chin in streams that stained the tight black suit clinging to her ass.

Her nails left faint red lines on his thighs as she braced herself, each shallow gasp broken by another gagging choke. But instead of pulling back, she rolled her tongue along his shaft, massaging every vein as if worshipping him.

“Good girl,” Nikolai growled.

The sight of his proud wife on her knees, choking herself raw to swallow more of him, stirred his blood hotter than any fight. His aura thickened, shadows curling around his body as his hips twitched forward.

Leona whimpered around his cock as he thrust shallowly into her throat. Each push forced her nose to press against his abs, his musk suffocating her senses, making her dizzy and drunk. Tears ran down her cheeks, but her eyes stayed locked on him, pleading and desperate.

“Take it all, Leo,” he snarled, finally gripping her ponytail and forcing her down. Her throat convulsed violently, gurgling and gagging as his swollen tip rammed past her limit. She clawed at his thighs, body quivering between pain and raw bliss.

Her womb clenched just from the violation of her throat. Honey oozed down her thighs beneath the suit, soaking the mats. She came untouched, the scent of Leo’s climax filling the hot air.

When he pulled back, her throat released his cock with a sloppy, drawn-out pop, strings of spit snapping between her lips and his shaft.

She gasped, chest heaving, drool and precum coating her face in a filthy sheen.

Nikolai looked down at her, smirking, his cock twitching violently in her hands.

“You look beautiful, Leona.”

Leona moaned at his words, licking his head like a starving beast. “Y-Your cock… your scent… I can’t resist, darling. I want it… every day… every night…”

Her voice broke into a sob of bliss as she wrapped her lips around him again, devotion shining through the filth.

Leona bobbed her head furiously, no longer shy or holding back.

Her lips sealed tight around his shaft, sliding down until her throat swallowed his beast completely. Wet, sloppy gulps echoed with every desperate gasp for breath. Each time his tip battered the back of her throat, she almost lost consciousness, heaving as more honey dripped from her untouched pussy.

Nikolai’s claws dug shallow grooves into the mats, his breath sharp and ragged. “Leo… if you keep that up… I’ll…”

His warning dissolved into a snarl as she tightened her grip, twisting her hands around the base while her throat sucked his cock like it belonged there. Her ponytail whipped against his thighs as she moved faster, drool flooding over her chin and neck.

Her werewolf senses made it worse — or better.

The scent of his half-shifted cock was intoxicating, a primal musk designed to enslave her.

Her body betrayed her, craving his seed with a madness she couldn’t stop. Her womb screamed for it, her heart raced as her ears twitched wildly.

Her nails dug into his thighs, begging. “Mmmmnnngghhh—!!”

That was the last straw.

Nikolai snarled, his aura bursting outward in a wave that rattled the walls. His cock swelled inside her throat before erupting.

Hot, violent spurts of seed gushed straight down her gullet, thick and endless. Leona gagged, her throat convulsing as she tried to swallow, but it was too much.

White froth spilt past her lips, dripping in messy streams across her chin and chest. Her belly swelled slightly with the sheer volume, warmth pooling deep in her gut as she moaned around his cock, taking everything he gave her.

Bubbles of cum gushed from her nose as she convulsed, unable to breathe.

“Drink it, wife, its all yours!” he howled, hips jerking until his balls were empty.

Leona’s eyes fluttered, tears streaking her face, but she obeyed. She swallowed again and again, until the last few drops dribbled onto her tongue. She pulled back slowly, lips kissing the crown before letting it pop free with a wet smack.

A huge amount pooled between her breasts, making her cleavage slimy and erotic.

She gasped for air, coughing faintly, face ruined with sweat, drool, and cum. Yet her smile was radiant, glowing through the filth with her tongue pulled out. “Haahh… haaa… see, darling? I can handle it all.”

Nikolai smirked, kneeling to wipe her messy lips with his thumb before kissing her forehead, the scent too thick as she let it dribble from the tip of her tongue.

When they parted, his forehead rested against hers.

“My dangerous, lewd wife.”

“Fufu, it seems that I won this fight, right?” She chuckled weakly, still trembling.

He didn’t mention that she came first… in this state, his senses were extremely enhanced, so the moment she climaxed, there was no way he didn’t notice.

“Yeah, sure… You win, my lovely wife.”

He lost!

With an elated smile, Leona’s eyes slowly closed, and she leaned against his chest, sleeping full of elation.