8 Panty-Melting Werewolves & BBW Witches Collection (Pagan Holidays)

by Liv Brywood

  She straddled him. Still impaled on his cock, she slowed the rhythm of their hips.

  “God, you’re so fucking sexy,” he murmured as he reached for her breasts.

  His fingers captured her nipples. The tugging, twisting, exquisite torture flooded her with a new surge of lust. She rode him hard. Panting and bouncing on his thick cock brought her to the brink of another orgasm. As it blasted through her, she cried out again and again.

  He rolled her onto her knees and took her from behind. The feral drive of his cock and the slapping sound of his thighs against hers made her bite the sheets to keep from screaming again.

  “Oh, Goddess.” Her strangled cry sounded alien to her. It was as if he’d awakened a ferocious beast. She’d never felt so animalistic in her life.

  His cock swelled even more, pushing against her ravaged walls. She grunted as he slammed into her again and again. The more he pushed, the harder she came until she couldn’t stop. Her pussy flexed and pulled at his cock as if desperate for every last inch.

  Her arms shook as she tried to keep herself up on all fours. His teeth closed over her shoulder, not hard enough to bite, but enough to make her feel completely owned by him. She loved it. The way he possessed her so deeply made her heart soar.

  Behind her, he howled. He pumped harder, faster, deeper. She collapsed against the bed, allowing him to pound her into the mattress. Endless orgasms rocked her until her mind went completely blank. She drifted on a wave of cresting sensation. She sensed he was close.

  He thrust one last time before roaring as his cum spilled into her quivering pussy. He collapsed on top of her for a second, but then he quickly rolled her onto her side. With his cock still buried deep in her pussy, he spooned her. His hands roamed across her breasts and belly. Hot breath blasted across her back.

  They lay like that, catching their breath, for several minutes. She felt like she should say something, but words were completely inadequate to describe how she felt.

  His cock slowly slid out and she immediately missed the sensation of being filled by him. But as his arms tightened around her, she relaxed. Her breath grew slow and steady and before she knew it, she’d drifted off to sleep.

  Hours later, she woke to the nudge of his cock against her butt. She rolled to face him. The impish grin on his face made her giggle.

  “Again?” she asked.

  He bit the edge of his lip. “If you’re not too sore.”

  She laughed. “Try me.”

  This time his kisses rained down with the lightness of snowflakes. Her whole body warmed to his touch. With the tips of his fingers, he mapped the erogenous zones on her body with surprising accuracy. After all these years, he still remembered how to drive her wild.

  She wrapped her hand around his rigid cock and gave him a gentle squeeze. She wanted to taste every inch of his virile body.

  On her knees, she crawled toward him.

  “What are you doing?” he asked.

  She answered by brushing her lips across the head of his cock. He moaned as she took him into her mouth. The earthy scent she’d missed for so long infused her with desire. She sucked and licked the length of him before sliding him deep into her throat.

  ***

  Devin groaned and swept her hair up. He held it in his fist. Watching his cock disappear into her mouth had to be one of the most erotic sights he’d ever seen. That, and watching her face contort with pleasure when she came.

  He wanted nothing else but to give her love and pleasure for the rest of her life. The last few hours had been crazy. They’d gone from fighting to falling into bed together. He didn’t want to think too hard about it. He wanted to thank the universe for finally bringing them together. But first, he wanted to feel the scrape of her lips on his cock.

  He pushed deeper, knowing she could take every inch. God, she was amazing in every way. A tigress in bed, a friend he could take on the most strenuous hiking trips. Even though she was a curvy girl, she could always keep up with him on the trail. He couldn’t wait to take her up to Fairy Falls again. It was their sacred place.

  His breath hitched as she worked her tongue in concentric circles up and down his shaft. Sparks of need arced across his balls. As much as he loved her velvety mouth, he wanted to plunge into her soft pussy.

  He gently pulled her up by the chin. “I need you.”

  She seemed to know exactly what he needed. She straddled him and teased the head of his cock against her pussy. Normally he loved her playfulness in bed, but that could wait until later. Right now, he wanted to bury himself inside her.

  She yelped as he grabbed her by the waist and flipped her onto her back. After pushing her legs up and open, he settled between them and dipped his cock into her slick heat. She enveloped him in a silky wetness that made him whimper. No other woman could reduce him to a puddle of need the way she could.

  He thrust into her, loving the way she mewed when he’d buried himself all the way inside. As much as he wanted to let go and come in her glorious pussy, he held back. He wanted to see her eyes roll back with pleasure.

  He rolled his thumb across the tiny bundle of nerves at the apex of her slit. She gasped and trembled.

  As he increased the vibrations with his hand, she rolled her head from side to side. “Oh God. Wait, oh shit.”

  She thrust her hips against his and arched her back as she came around him. The quivering heat of her pussy was too much. He plunged his cock in one last time then howled as his seed pulsed into her.

  After the last drop filled her pussy, he pulled out. She gasped as his cock popped free. The dreamy expression on her face was better than any orgasm she could give him.

  “I love you,” he whispered. “I swear I’ll make you the happiest woman on the planet.”

  She smiled. “I love you too.”

  ***

  Three days later, they hiked along the path to Fairy Falls. They’d attended the Yule Ceremony the night before, much to Morgana’s delight.

  As they approached the frozen waterfall, his belly clenched with fear. He was about to do something that would change his life forever. Either make him the happiest man on earth, or send him into the depths of depression.

  Sunlight sparkled like a million crystals on the snow. It washed her face in a brilliant glow. Even without the angelic light, she lit up like the brightest star in the sky every time she looked at him. Her smile helped his heart slow to a normal beat.

  She stopped at the edge of the frozen pool of water. “It’s too bad it freezes in the winter. I love the sound of it.”

  “Me too.” He swallowed.

  “Should I stand here?”

  He held the camera up. “You look amazing.”

  She smiled as he snapped a series of photographs. “I can’t believe we’re here.”

  His hear thudded in his chest. It was now or never.

  He dropped to one knee behind her. As she turned to face him, her hand flew up to cover her mouth.

  “Katelyn, I’ve loved you my entire life. When you left, a piece of me left with you. But now you’ve made me whole again and I can’t imagine spending another day without you.” He pulled a small jewelry box out from his back pocket. “Katelyn Marie Conner, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

  She rushed toward him, tears streaming down her face. “Yes, oh Goddess, yes. I love you so much. I promise I’ll spend every day trying to make you the happiest man on earth.”

  After he’d slid the diamond ring on her finger, he stood. He kissed her salty lips and knew he’d found his perfect mate.

  ***The End***

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  Tempting the Alphas

  Brittany stood in the center of a circle of women from her coven. Cool night air blew through the trees spreading the scent of pine and spruce through the Yellowstone valley. Snowflakes melted into the flames of the bonfire.


  Morgana, the coven’s high priestess, strolled around the circle. A dark blue cape fluttered in her wake. She spoke in a hushed voice. “As the wheel turns from the depths of winter toward spring, we gather to ask Brigid, Goddess of Hearth and Home, to bless us. Step forward, chosen priestess.”

  Brittany moved closer to Morgana, she still couldn’t believe she’d been chosen to carry Brigid’s blessing to the wolves. It was a high honor usually only reserved for more senior priestesses. But maybe her work to save the life of an alpha wolf had played into the crone council’s decision.

  She raised her arms overhead. “Goddess Brigid, giver of life, illuminate our path as we travel from the season of darkness to the season of light. I call upon you to empower me with your gifts so that I may bestow them on a man worthy of your blessings.”

  The other women moved in a slow, clockwise dance while they chanted. “Giver of life, giver of light, come and bless this sacred night.”

  As their song grew stronger, tendrils of green and blue energy rose up from the earth to encircle Brittany. The aura of power curled up her legs and across her thick thighs. It swirled around her belly and up over her breasts.

  When it reached her head, it surged into her third eye. As a child, she’d been given the gift of sight. Sometimes, she could gaze into the fire and see visions of the future. Other times, the flames would cast indecipherable symbols into the air.

  A cone of power coiled at the base of her spine then unfurled to fill her with power. A hush fell over the gathering as a glowing figure emerged from the pitch-black woods. Brittany sucked in a breath. The other witches broke the circle to allow the Goddess to pass.

  When Brigid reached Brittany, she said, “Daughter of the Goddess, I grant you the power to bless anyone you choose. Your affinity with the wolves will help you make the right decision. But be forewarned, the power can only be used once. You must release it completely into a man worthy of my blessing.”

  “As you wish,” Brittany said as she bowed her head in deference.

  Brigid held her hands out, palms facing each other. A spark of white light flashed between her hands. It grew and swirled with increasing velocity. As the energetic orb swelled to the size of a basketball, the Goddess spoke an ancient spell over it.

  The tumbling energy vibrated between her hands as she took a step toward Brittany. The witch forced herself to remain in place and squelched the urge to step back. She’d never been in the presence of such power before and it was overwhelming.

  The pulsating orb blasted from the Goddess’ hands and slammed into Brittany’s body. A rush of ancient knowledge coursed through her veins. Words, symbols, and songs she’d never heard blended into a cacophony of magical wisdom. It infused every cell in her body with a jolt of energy.

  As Brittany absorbed the magical blessing, she watched the Goddess drift back toward the trees. An otherworldly glow trailed behind her until it vanished, along with her, into the forest.

  Brittany held her hands up and stared at them. Blue lightening zigzagged through her skin before being absorbed into her heart. Then, just as quickly as the magic had appeared, it was gone, completely locked up inside her.

  Morgana offered her a small vile of amber liquid. “Take this with you. When you’ve found the perfect man to bless, channel the power into this and ask him to drink it.”

  “The wolves are aware?” Brittany asked.

  “They are well versed in this tradition. Many of them will be eagerly awaiting your blessing, but heed the Goddess’ words. Choose only one man so as not to spread the power too thin.”

  Brittany nodded. “It will be done.”

  The circle of witches parted to let her pass. She didn’t realize she’d been gifted with the ability to see through the darkness until she’d walked several hundred yards into the forest. She spotted a small herd of buffalo in the distance. A lone elk walked along the bank of a half-frozen river.

  Although she’d never expected to be chosen to bestow the Goddess’ gift, she’d fantasized about who she’d choose. Tonight, every wolf in the valley would be clamoring to receive her into their home. But she knew, without question, where she was headed.

  As she walked along the snow blanketed road, her long cloak snapped behind her. Even with long underwear and snow gear under the ritual clothing, she was freezing. She couldn’t wait to get to the cabin on the other side of the river. Crossing it would be treacherous, since the ice could crack and drop her into the frigid water, but it was a risk worth taking.

  She turned in the direction of Aiden and Theo’s cabin. The Alpha and Beta wolves of the West Thumb Geyser Basin Pack were the sexiest men she’d ever encountered. She’d watched them during the Winter Solstice ceremony and couldn’t tear her gaze away. When she’d caught their sidelong glances, she’d vowed to find a way to meet them. Now, she had the perfect opportunity.

  When she reached the river, she gingerly stepped onto the ice with one foot. Before continuing, she tested her weight. If she’d been a little lighter, she wouldn’t be as worried, but her curvy body could prove to be too much for the fragile ice.

  She let the full weight of her body rest on her foot. So far, so good. She’d intentionally chosen the narrowest portion of the river to cross. At the halfway point, she let out the breath she’d been holding. The scorching hot werewolves’ home was just a few minutes away and she could hardly wait to get her hot little hands on them.

  A cracking sound sent an avalanche of fear down her spine. She lunged for the riverbank, but ended up on her knees in the freezing water. She screamed loud enough for the sound to echo through the forest.

  After scampering out of the river, she turned to watch the ice fracture. Pieces floated like mini-icebergs for a few seconds before being dragged under the sheet of ice downstream.

  The instant numbness in her toes spread quickly through her feet and up her legs. River water filled her boots. She only had a few minutes before hypothermia would set in. Frostbite would be the least of her problems if she didn’t find shelter fast.

  A wave of panic rose up to strangler her breath. She needed to stay calm and keep moving. She took three steps before the sensation of pins and needles stabbed at her feet. Oh Goddess, she wasn’t going to make it.

  A howl sounded from just inside the tree line. Two pairs of shiny golden eyes peered at her through the darkness. Werewolves. She almost fainted with relief. She immediately recognized Aiden and Theo in their wolf form.

  As they bounded forward, she said, “I fell into the river. I can’t feel my feet.”

  So much for being the embodiment of an all-powerful Goddess. Well, it wasn’t like she’d been given the power to levitate or anything.

  Aiden’s white coat shimmered under the moonlight. If she hadn’t been freezing her ass off, she would probably be horny as hell. But all thoughts of bedding the sexy werewolves had vanished the instant she’d fallen into the river.

  Theo followed the other wolf. She wanted to bundle herself in his thick, charcoal-gray coat. When he reached her, he lay on the ground. She’d ridden wolves before, but never him. As she climbed onto his back, she couldn’t help but wish she was wrapping her legs around him for another reason.

  The wolves trotted toward their cabin. After climbing the wrap-around porch, Theo lay back on the ground. Her entire body shook uncontrollably, even her teeth chattered.

  The wolves quickly shifted to their human forms. She turn away at the sight as their bones cracked and reformed. She knew they felt pain when they shifted. She cringed, happy to be human, even if she was currently freezing.

  Aiden walked toward her in all his glorious nakedness. She couldn’t help but glance at his semi-erect cock. As her gaze traveled up to meet his eyes, she blushed. She’d never gotten used to seeing a naked werewolf, not that she’d seen that many. Her last boyfriend had been a wolf, but he’d also been a two-timing asshole. Before him, she’d dated one other wolf, so their post-shift nudity wasn’t a shock.

  Aid
en said, “We heard you scream. You’re soaking wet.”

  Theo guided her into the cabin. “We need to get you undressed and into a hot bath right now.”

  “What are you doing all the way out here?” Aiden asked.

  Her words came out choppy. “I was chosen… for ceremony… for Imbolc.”

  Theo and Aiden looked at each other, a slow smile spread across their faces. Aiden said, “None of the other wolves live anywhere near here. Were you coming to bless us?”

  Her laugh carried an undertone of self-depreciation. “That was the plan until I fell into the river.”

  Theo chuckled. “Once we get you warmed up and dried off, we’ll get back to that.”

  After stripping off her cloak, he unzipped her winter coat. Aiden stood back and watched. As each piece of clothing came off, she shivered harder. Yes, she was colder than she’d ever been before, but Aiden’s steamy gaze awakened a fire in her belly. She was half-tempted to say ‘screw the bath, warm me up with your tongue’, but she knew she’d need more than just his tongue to fight off hypothermia.

  Theo pulled her pants down. When they reached the floor, she stepped out of them. Aiden crossed the room to the fireplace. After piling twigs and newspaper into a teepee, he lit the kindling. The cabin grew warmer by the second as he added small logs to the fire.

  The flames caught the natural highlights in his rich, chocolate brown hair. As he bent to tend the fire, he unwittingly displayed his sexy as hell butt. Her hands clenched at her sides. Oh what she wouldn’t give to spank his hot little ass.

  He turned and grinned at her. Damn, he must have scented her arousal. The wolves possessed a sense of smell so powerful that they could scent a human from a half-a-mile away, or more.

  She resisted the urge to look away. Why should she be shy about wanting him? After all, that’s why she’d chosen them. “Thanks for warming me up.”