Isolde felt the heat rising up her spine like liquid fire. The new amber in her eyes pulsed, making everything around her seem sharper, more fragrant, more… edible. Her breathing grew heavier, more animalistic. Her cock, still buried deep inside the wolf girl's soaked pussy, swelled even more, the veins throbbing with raw power against the inner walls that were still trembling from the previous orgasm.
— So that's it… — Isolde growled low, her voice deeper, almost a rumble. — This energy… it doesn't just want to make you wild. It wants to make me wild too.
She slowly pulled her hips back, almost withdrawing completely, just to feel Eryndra's pussy desperately trying to suck her back in. Then she thrust forward with brutal force, burying herself to the hilt until her heavy balls slapped wetly against the wolf's massive ass.
— Aaaahhn! — Eryndra howled, her nails digging deeper into Isolde's shoulders.
The fresh amber in the elf's eyes burned brighter. A primal, ravenous instinct took over her. Isolde grabbed both of Eryndra's thick thighs with supernatural strength, lifting the wolf girl entirely against the kitchen wall as if she weighed nothing. The wolf's legs were spread wide, suspended in the air, her pussy and asshole completely exposed and dripping.
— Now you're going to feel what it's like to truly be hunted — Isolde growled, teeth bared in a dangerous smile.
She began fucking with savage, brutal thrusts, showing no mercy. Her thick cock slammed in and out with violence, making Eryndra's pussy squirt with every withdrawal. The wet, obscene sound filled the entire kitchen: PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Eryndra howled nonstop, head thrown back, ears trembling, tail whipping wildly against the wall.
— Isolde…! Harder…! Break me…! I'm your prey now… aaaahhh!
The amber in Isolde's eyes burned. She felt every contraction of the wolf's pussy as if it were her own. Every drop of honey that leaked, every strong scent of sex and sweat. The succubus curse mixed with this new primal energy multiplied her pleasure insanely. Each thrust felt better than the last. Every howl from Eryndra made her cock throb even harder.
Without warning, Isolde pulled her cock all the way out, glistening with cum and honey, and lined up the swollen head directly against the wolf's still-tight asshole.
— Now this ass is mine too — she snarled, and thrust everything in at once.
— Aaaahhhhhh!!! — Eryndra howled loudly, her entire body convulsing as the thick cock stretched her ass mercilessly.
Isolde didn't give her time to adjust. She started fucking the tight asshole with the same savage fury, holding the thick thighs wide open, amber eyes locked on the wolf's golden ones.
— Look at me — she ordered, voice rough and dominant. — I want to see those eyes while I destroy this tight little ass.
Eryndra could barely speak. She only howled, drooled, tears of pleasure streaming down her face as she was fucked standing against the wall, her ass being stretched to its limit by the elf's increasingly thick and hot cock.
— I… I'm cumming again… just from my ass… aaaahhh!!
The wolf's body convulsed violently. Her asshole clenched around Isolde's cock like a hot, wet vice, pulsing nonstop while she squirted hard from her pussy, honey gushing onto the kitchen floor.
Isolde felt her own orgasm coming like an avalanche. The amber in her eyes flared almost blindingly.
— Take it all, you insatiable wolf… — she growled through gritted teeth. — I'm going to fill you until you overflow!
With a guttural roar, Isolde buried her cock to the hilt in Eryndra's ass and came with brutal force. Thick, hot, abundant jets exploded straight into the wolf's guts, filling her so much that white cum began leaking around the shaft, running down her thick thighs and dripping onto the floor in heavy strands.
Even while cumming, Isolde continued thrusting slowly, prolonging the pleasure, feeling Eryndra's ass milk every drop.
When the last spurt finished, she finally pulled her cock out, still hard and throbbing, covered in cum and juices. A thick strand dripped from Eryndra's gaping, red asshole. The wolf could barely stand, legs shaking, her entire body glistening with sweat.
Isolde grabbed the wolf's chin, forcing her to look up. The two pairs of amber eyes met — one wild, the other newly awakened.
— Now we're both burning — Isolde murmured, her voice low and dangerous, a predatory smile on her lips. — And I'm not done with you yet.
Eryndra let out a weak howl, almost a plea, but her hips moved on their own, rubbing her soaked pussy against Isolde's thigh.
— Then don't stop… — she moaned, voice hoarse and broken. — Use me until I can't howl anymore…
Isolde laughed lowly, the amber in her eyes pulsing with renewed hunger.
— Good girl.
She easily turned Eryndra around so her back was against the wall, lifted that heavy ass, and thrust back in — this time into her pussy — starting another savage round while the fine rain of Velmoure continued falling outside.
Isolde stopped in the middle of the dark corridor, raising her right hand in front of her face. The amber in her eyes pulsed strongly as an intense burning sensation rose through her fingertips.
Her normal elven nails darkened rapidly, turning black, glossy, and razor-sharp. They lengthened, curving into predatory points — strong claws, identical to those of a wild she-wolf. The cuticles receded, revealing thicker, more powerful bases. Each nail was now long, black, and dangerous, capable of tearing, but at that moment Isolde simply flexed her fingers slowly, feeling the new weight and power in them.
Eryndra, still panting and with trembling legs, watched the transformation with golden eyes shining with desire.
— Your nails… they turned into wolf claws… — she murmured, her voice hoarse and fascinated. — Just like mine when the energy takes over.
Isolde slowly closed and opened her hand, admiring the glossy black claws under the dim light of the candelabras. A slow, predatory smile spread across her lips.
— They're beautiful… — she growled low, her voice deeper, more animal. — And I can feel the power in them.
Without haste, she grabbed Eryndra by the waist with both transformed hands. The black claws wrapped around the wolf's pale-gray skin with firm pressure, but without digging in — just pressing enough to show control, the sharp tips lightly brushing the skin without hurting. The touch was possessive, dominant, and hot.
— Feel that? — Isolde murmured against the wolf's furry ear, pulling her closer. — My claws now hold you like a true hunter holds her prey.
Eryndra let out a low, trembling howl, pushing her heavy ass back against Isolde's still-hard cock.
— Yes… they're so strong… so black… — the wolf moaned, grinding against the elf. — I want to feel you holding me with them while you fuck me…
Isolde didn't need any further invitation.
She pushed Eryndra against the corridor wall, pressing her tall body against the wolf's. With the black claws firmly wrapped around Eryndra's wide waist, Isolde lined up her thick cock with the still-soaked pussy and thrust all the way in with one brutal motion.
— Aaaahhh! — Eryndra howled, head thrown back.
Isolde began fucking with heavy, rhythmic thrusts, holding the wolf's waist with her new claws. The black nails pressed into the soft skin, lightly outlining her fingers without scratching or injuring — simply gripping with raw strength, showing who was in charge now. Each thrust made Eryndra's body slam against the wall, her massive ass bouncing against the elf's hips.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
— Look at me — Isolde growled, voice rough, amber eyes blazing. She used one clawed hand to turn Eryndra's face to the side, forcing eye contact while she thrust deep. The black tips brushed the wolf's cheek with careful possession.
Eryndra moaned loudly, golden eyes glazed with pleasure.
— Your claws… so sharp… so strong… holding me completely while you fuck me… aaaahhh!!
Isolde sped up, her thrusts turning brutal and deep. The black claws remained firm on the wolf's waist and hips, holding her in place so every thrust was harder and more controlled. The contrast between Isolde's dark elven skin and the black wolf claws was hypnotic.
— That's it… squeeze around my cock while I hold you with these claws — Isolde grunted, feeling her pleasure multiply with the new energy. — You're mine now… held by wolf claws.
Eryndra howled nonstop, body shaking, pussy clenching the thick cock with insane force. The feeling of those firm black claws on her waist — without hurting, but showing total domination — made her even wetter.
When the orgasm approached, Isolde gripped the wolf's waist a little tighter with her clawed fingers — still without scratching, just pressing with more intensity, the sharp tips firmly against the skin in a controlled way.
— I'm going to cum… — she snarled, amber eyes blazing. — And you're going to feel my claws holding you while I fill you up.
With a deep roar, Isolde buried her cock to the hilt and came hard. Thick, hot jets exploded inside Eryndra's pussy, filling her until it overflowed. The black claws kept the wolf firmly in place, holding her as she convulsed and howled in pleasure, cumming together with her.
Isolde continued thrusting slowly through the orgasm, the claws still tightly wrapped around the wolf's waist, feeling every spasm, every contraction.
When she finally stopped, still buried deep, she let out a rough sigh and brought her lips close to Eryndra's ear.
— These claws… I like them — she murmured, voice low and satisfied. — And I still have a lot more to use on you tonight.
Eryndra turned her face slightly, golden eyes shining, a wild smile on her lips.
— Then take me to the bedroom… and use those beautiful claws to hold me in every position you want… I'm all yours.
Isolde smiled, the black claws still gleaming as she slowly slid out of the wolf's pussy. A thick strand of cum dripped down Eryndra's thick thighs.
— Let's go — she said, gripping the wolf's wrist with her transformed hand, the black claws wrapping around the skin without hurting.
The two pairs of amber eyes glowed in the dark corridor as they headed toward the bedroom, the sound of Velmoure's fine rain echoing in the background.
Isolde held Eryndra by the wrist with her transformed hand, the glossy black claws wrapping firmly around the wolf's skin without hurting her. The two walked down the dark corridor toward the main bedroom, the sound of Velmoure's fine rain tapping against the tall windows.
Suddenly, Isolde stopped, pulling Eryndra against her tall, curvy body. The amber in her eyes burned with even greater intensity. A wide, predatory smile full of wild hunger spread across her lips.
— You know what? — Isolde murmured, her voice hoarse and deep, almost a growl. She leaned in until her lips were right next to the wolf's furry ear. — I already fucked an alien.
Eryndra let out a low howl of surprise and excitement, her body trembling against hers.
Isolde laughed lowly, the sound vibrating in her chest.
— It was yesterday… or the day before… I lost track of time in that mansion. An alien with golden skin, black antennae, a pussy that vibrated and an ass that massaged my cock like it had a life of its own. I fucked her until she almost passed out in mid-air. And now…
She tightened her grip on Eryndra's waist with the black claws, the sharp tips pressing against the skin without cutting, simply showing absolute control.
— Now I have enough energy to fuck every woman on this planet… — Isolde growled, her amber eyes blazing. — And maybe one from another, too.
She slowly licked the wolf's neck, tasting the salty flavor of sweat and desire.
— This new energy you gave me… mixed with the succubus curse… it's burning through my veins. My cock doesn't want to stop. My body doesn't want to stop. I feel like I could fuck all night, all day, and still have energy left to invade another city… or another world.
Eryndra moaned hoarsely, grinding her heavy ass back against Isolde's hard cock.
— Then use it all on me first… — she begged, her voice broken with lust. — Fuck me until I can't howl anymore… then go after the others… Valerianne… Umbravelle… Celestianne… Lila… all of us… we're yours.