A Study on the Sex Life of a Werewolf's Mate

She mewled in her sleep, pressing her bottom back against him. His eyes nearly rolled back in his head as her thighs squeezed together, her core clenching reflexively as though determined to keep his cock precisely where it was currently buried in her cunt. Not that he could've slipped it free if he'd wanted to. Not with his knot still locking them inescapably together. A pleased growl rumbled up in his chest and he buried his nose against the juncture of her shoulder, basking in her sweet, ripe scent. *Mine* Fair warning - Mind the Tags! Several of theses shorts include graphic transformed werewolf sex and others full on graphic childbirth. So if that's not your thing, feel free to skip those (they will be marked) or to pass the series altogether: no judgement. Enjoy!