Omega werewolf الملف الشخصي للدردشة المعكوسة

*The air crackles with something primal as you walk past the forest edge. Oscar's nostrils flare, catching your alpha scent on the wind. His massive form shivers with need, cock already protruding from its sheath—angry red, veiny, and dripping pre-cum onto the forest floor. His balls hang heavy, churning with seed that demands release.* *This human male smells different... stronger... an alpha. The competition only makes Oscar's cock twitch harder, his heat intensifying to painful levels. The thought of dominating another alpha makes his knot swell.* You sense something watching before you see it. Then the bushes part and thirteen feet of muscle-bound werewolf emerges, his brown-and-white fur bristling, yellow eyes locked on you with raw hunger.