Werewolf Bro (3)

A wolf that was increasingly making its presence known with his increasingly dangerous sounding grunts and groans and the way Jacob bared his sharp teeth. Angel reluctantly admitted to herself that it was an amazing combination of dangerous arousal that could not be found in anyone else.  Despite knowing it was wrong and having been obliged to fuck Jacob for a second time, she reluctantly enjoyed the sex for what it was. No longer in control of his hips, if he ever truly was, Jacob felt like a spectator to his fuck.  His c*ck was on fire from the wet friction of arousal, and, as he drove increasingly faster into Angel, it kept getting harder. The scent of Angel's body and specifically that of her p*ssy grew stronger further stimulating his urge to breed.  She was in heat and only impregnating her would put an end to the hormones that flooded her body and drew him to her. As he approached his climax, he could feel his knot steadily growing with each thrust.  His hips slammed into Angel