The Ritual (Werewolf Erotica) novel Chapter 12

A scream escaped her lips as she felt a foreign mix of pain, and pleasure that multiple hands were giving to her.

Her scream got muffled when a man stuffed his cock in her mouth and started plunging it in and out of the warm cushion of her tongue and lips by grabbing her hair.

Her eyes were hooded when her gaze went to see Vishous standing a few feet away from her.

The women who were chanting in a chorus just a couple minutes ago were now surrounding him completely.

A woman was sitting on the ground on her knees. Her mouth was sucking his dick like a delicious lolli. Vishous' face had a look that was full of agony from the pleasure.

Vishous needed to cum every time Ava got fucked by a man. He needed to get sucked by all of the women that were surrounding him to complete the ritual. Ava did not know, if it was she who was in more agony, or if it was him.

Suddenly Doug, who was assaulting her pussy with his fingers mercilessly and fucking it to his heart's content left her, and positioned himself between her legs.

He grabbed her hips in a harsh grip, snatched, and pulled her body high up from the ground so that the lower half of her body was completely off the ground with her legs bent forcefully towards her head, and slammed his cock in her wet, weeping snatch.

A scream of pleasure left Ava’s lips just as Doug grunted loudly, "Fuck! Your pussy feels so tight, bitch. Was not an alpha's cock big enough to fuck your god damn piss out of you?"

She heard a loud growl as Vishous's eyes changed color from the aggression of his inner wolf. His wolf had gotten angry upon hearing those dirty words for his mate.

But he could not interrupt the ritual. His pack members were allowed to treat Ava however they pleased on this day. His interruption would taint the ceremony. The fear of not making Ava his mate was the only thing that stopped him from attacking Doug.

In anger, he grabbed the head of the woman that was sucking his thick, veiny cock in her mouth like it was the most delicious popsicle that she ever had, and started pounding it in and out until he felt her choking on it.

So they used and abused this chance until their mouths were full of the taste of Ava’s skin and her cum, and their cocks were purple and drained of every drop of cum.

On the other hand, Vishous was not having anything different. His cock was looking like a burning rod from cumming so much. His eyes had changed to his wolf's.

Like an animal's lethal and starving eyes that were ready to devour its next prey. His claws were out. It looked like he was almost in pain from restraining himself from beasting out.

Finally, when every male present there was done fucking her, a bell rang indicating the completion of the second ritual.

Ava could not help but shudder thinking about the possibilities of the third ritual.