Episode Twenty-Five Never Wanted It This Much

S hanna

I don't give it a moment's thought. Something about his gruff voice, the power in his gaze, and his claw-tipped finger pointing between his hairy, clawed feet makes my decision for me.

I release my towel and ease to my knees as instructed, my gaze never leaving his, though I'm dying to look at the cock just inches from my face. Instead, though, I'm waiting for instructions as that needy feeling in my pelvis swirls and tightens and demands more.

"That's right. Our wife wants to meet our new animal selves," Alex says. There's something about his rough voice, the words sounding different because they're formed with a mouthful of sharp teeth, that makes my tummy feel like I'm in an elevator that just dropped fifty floors in a matter of seconds.

Not only does my body feel like it's in freefall, my mind does too.

Ro steps to my right, Chaska to my left. Both their cocks are so close to my cheeks I can feel the heat radiating off them. I can smell the scent of their pre-cum. It's completely different than it was before. Wilder.

"I noticed my sense of smell is enhanced," Alex says, his tone calm, unhurried. "I can smell how aroused you are. Aren't you, Shan?"

I nod. I can't hold his gaze anymore. My eyes are focused on his cock, now leaking the prettiest pearl of pre-cum.

"My cum smells different. Can you tell?"

"Mmm," I nod.

"I imagine it will taste different, too."

Is he offering? My pelvis, which had been swirling with need, clenches at the thought of just one taste of him.

"Do you want that, Shan?" His voice is so enticing. Deep and gravelly with the promise of everything I've ever wanted. "Do you want a taste of my cum?"

"Yes."

I look up at him. He's so tall, so fierce, so feral.

Just to make sure he knows how much I want what he offered, I tell him. "I want to taste your cum, Alex."

"Hear that, males?" he asks as if he's always called them that, though he's never used the term before. It's always been guys or men or, in the bedroom, husbands. But they're not guys or men anymore. They're monsters, males.

"Here you are." My confused thoughts finally alight on the right words to describe his voice. Mesmerizing. Hypnotic.

Instead of painting my lips with the object of my desire, he swipes a dab of it onto the pad of his clawed index finger and brings it to his face to smell.

"Yes. Different. Sure you want a taste?"

It dawns on me that he's not fully Alex anymore. It's been a day since his transformation. I've seen his body change. I saw him almost bite Ro's neck. But it's this, this cavalier way he's teasing me, as if he owns me, that convinces me how different he is. What an animal he is.

I've never wanted to fuck him as much as I do right this second.