The new trend was keeping werewolves as pets. Celebrities were the only ones who could afford them though. They could afford the cells to keep them in during the full moon when they changed. The famous singer Serafina kept one in the lower half of her house in LA.
Serafina sat in her limo reading what was new on TMZ. Her ex-boyfriend the fashion designer was with his new fiancé a skinny fashion model walking out of a restaurant. The restaurant that he proposed to her in just last year! Serafina seethed with anger.
Her limo pulled up to her condo that had a magnificent romantic view of the ocean and Serafina barely spoke as he let her out of the limo and slammed the door on the world outside. She made a strangled frustrated noise and heaved a heavy sigh then leaned against the wall for support.
Serafina was all pent up. Her skin was like static or in need of a good scratch. She looked out the window to find the moon was a half full. Soon other celebrities would be having a full moon party, showing off their werewolf pets. She never really participated in those parties. Serafina thought about her werewolf pet Cash.
In human form he was quite impressive. Muscles firm and well sculpted. Serafina would sometimes watch him return to human form. Cash reminded her of what Hercules from Greek myth might have looked like. He would be naked, his cock half raised in a curve as if trying to reach for her. A delicious shudder shot through her at the thought of him.
Between her thighs she grew achy. Her skin grew hot. Serafina went to her beautifully furnished basement where she housed Cash. He was kept behind glass made by DARPA initially created to make housing for people in war torn countries. Others with more money than God liked to use it for other things like keeping pet werewolves from trying to kill them. But there was also a small doggy door to allow for food to get through.
Cash's prison was gray walls with a soft bed, a large flat screen TV, a work station, a fridge and a bathroom with only one window. No posters, no decoration of any kind except for a chain that acted as his leash every full moon. Cash was wearing his black leather collar, a white tank top and gym sweats. He had been working out. Werewolves had so much pent up sexual tension close to full moon.
Serafina licked her lips as she gazed upon Cash's sweaty beastly physique. He caught her watching, "Take a picture it'll last longer."
"You have a bit of an attitude tonight," Serafina leaned against the wall, sporting her hourglass figure. Cash's steely blue eyes raked over her body giving the singer delicious shivers.
"I'm a little antsy," Cash retorted as he took a sip from his bottled water.
"It could be worse," Serafina began checking her manicure, imagining herself digging her French nails creating a map of red scratches on Cash's muscular back. "I could be like a few other celebrities and just keep you on a leash in a dog house outside."
Cash snarled, his eyes flashing pale blue. Serafina thrilled to the thought of him moving inside her, taking her like a savage and giving her a good fucking like she never had with her ex.
"What do you want then?" Cash approached the glass. It was like watching a tiger at the zoo stepping up to the glass. The glass is strong but still it was a thin barrier between the human and the wild animal.
Serafina batted her eyelashes then without warning unzipped her cocktail dress and Cash watched it slither to the floor. His balls tightened as he looked upon her. She truly was gorgeous. Exotic olive skin with dark eyes courtesy of her Israeli/Italian heritage, an hourglass figure that made her stand out from the stick figure models.
Serafina pursed her pouty lips gleaming with cherry lip gloss as she pressed herself against the glass. Cash tried not to stare, the round swell of her breasts tempted him making his come alive. It was difficult to control his desire this time of the month. Heat settled in his groin as a bulge grew in his gym sweats. She smiled her sultry come-on smile as she peered down at the bulge knowing that it was her doing.
"I'm more interested in what you want, Cash," Serafina's voice was smoky and breathy like a woman already in the throes of passion. The fury of desire trembled within him. Even through the glass Cash could sense her wild sexual need. But to tempt him was dangerous. He could just as easily kill her.
"I'd rather not," Cash said drinking more of his bottled water, his throat and mouth suddenly dry.
"You sure?" Serafina pressed herself more against the glass, her nipples hardened like diamonds.
Cash was sweating for a whole different reason. He wanted to smash through the glass and claim Serafina but his pride was just as strong. Instead Cash tore himself from the glass and walked away. Serafina pouted.
"Fine," Serafina snapped. She left him but left behind her dress. Cash reached through the doggy door and grabbed it. He held it to his nose and breathed in her scent of Chanel and shea butter. His erection throbbed painfully.
Cash chained himself to the wall then lay on his bed. Full moon was tomorrow night and he would often go into wild rages before then. He held the dress to his nose, inhaling Serafina's scent as he stroked himself. Little did he know he had an audience.
Serafina had cameras installed. She watched him pleasure himself with her dress in his face. She licked her lips, she wanted to taste him, to take him into her mouth and devour him. She went hot—hot for him, hot for this kinky moment. She sat on her bed and watched then her hand wandered to between her thighs. Her satin panties were damp as the ache between her thighs grew more and more insistent.
Serafina rubbed herself as she watched Cash play with himself. She came when he did. She watched his gym sweats darken as her own nectar gushed and made her sheets wet. She fell back staring at the ceiling. Lust was a fever in her brain and she couldn't shake it. Serafina wanted to possess every part of Cash.
She needed a cold shower.
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Cash was too hot for clothes. His body was like a furnace as it burned with the fever of desire. His senses were sharper than ever. It was the scent he caught first. The werewolf rolled over to find Serafina at the foot of his bed in nothing but a towel. Desire raced through his veins at the sight of her like a surge of electricity.
"I saw you," she said crawling onto the bed.
"Stay away or I'll rip you apart," Cash wasn't joking. He really thought he would rip her to shreds he was so horny and angry.
"Promise?" Serafina's obsidian eyes darkened with lust. His wild male scent aroused her. She dropped her towel without taking her eyes off him.
Cash bristled. The smell of her arousal was like a drug to the beast. Serafina stood over her werewolf pet as he glared at her with angry lust. Her beautiful dark grey eyes sparkled with amusement. She was dripping wet and not just from the shower. Her long black hair hanging from her face like thin black tendrils. Cash could see her pussy lips glisten with the dew of her passion. She noticed his cock already erect and throbbing.
Without another word Serafina lowered herself taking Cash's iron-hard member in her practiced hand. It pulsed in her grip. Cash let out a low growl as Serafina worked it. She set fire to him, arousing every sense, every thought to run wild. The desire pulsed between them like a living thing as the singer and the werewolf locked eyes. Some pre-cum squirted from Cash's cock and Serafina lowered her head and gave it a lick.
Cash tasted salty and savory. She used his pre-cum and her own saliva as lubricant as she took Cash slowly into her mouth. The werewolf groaned and moved her wet hair out of the way. Even he was impressed by how much of him she could fit into her mouth. Serafina flexed her throat to accommodate his length. She sucked as she rose up. Her tongue traced along the bottom of his cock and the sensation made Cash shudder with delight.
Serafina loved to hear her pet moan for her. He rested his hand on her head as she picked up the pace. She massaged his soft scrotum that began to tighten as he approached his climax. She released her werewolf who growled in frustration.
A powerful force passed between them, a wild, sexual heat that threatened to consume them both. It took every drop of Cash's control not take Serafina by the hair, throw her down then pummel her little pussy. He ground his teeth, his canines flashing which only turned Serafina on more.
"I want your hot cum inside me, wolf boy," Serafina crawled up and poised her dripping cunt over Cash's throbbing erection. In a frenzy of lust, Cash grabbed Serafina by the neck and crushed her mouth into his. He shoved his tongue inside her tasting himself in her wicked mouth.
Serafina guided his hard flesh into her wet heat. Cash groaned. She was deliciously tight and slick as if his manhood was being wrapped in hot velvet. The shared heat and sensation thrilled her. Serafina nibbled and sucked on Cash's lower lip as she pulled away and slowly rocked her hips and groaned with pleasure.
A flame ignited as their bodies rubbed against each other. Theirs was a savage lust, an animal mingling. Serafina pushed Cash down and rode him, her muscles gripping him tighter and milking him. Cash held onto her hips keeping her from falling off as she rotated in slow circles around his cock.
Serafina was a woman riding a wolf. She gave a breathy little moan as she ground herself into him. The bed trembled beneath them, the headboard rattling with their exertions. The chain clinked adding to their orchestra of passion.
"That's right baby. That's a good boy...," her voice was heavy with sexual heat. Her feminine cries excited him.
Cash's voice husked her name, "Serafina..."
Cash saying her name turned Serafina on more and she rode him faster as she felt the tension coil approaching her climax. Cash's body trembled and he fought his climax through gritted teeth and ferocious snarls.
He bucked his hips to go deeper inside her, piercing her womanly core with his animal maleness. Serafina's mewling keen was loud enough to wake the dead as she cried out his name, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her body bowed to sensation that sizzled through her every tendon.
Cash was fighting the sensation, struggling to hold on just a little longer. He wanted to hold on to the feeling of being inside her for as long as possible. Then he with a growl, his pulsing cock gushed into her. His body tensed, jerking then he fell back.
"There...," Serafina leaned in and whispered in his ear. "That wasn't so bad was it?" She licked and bit his ear lobe. Then she walked out leaving the towel behind. He didn't hear the door close. Cash lay in the sweat and cum soaked sheets staring at the ceiling feeling the pull of the half full moon. He actually slept soundly for once.
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