Deceived

Oz reverted to his human form,

"I'm going to fuck your boyfriend, because from now on you'll only get his beast form, and I'll get his human form."

Buffy's voice cut through the air like a blade, her raucous laughter mingling with Oz's still-warm gasps. Willow, still bound, felt her stomach clench as Buffy traced a cruel finger along Oz's jaw, now human again, but not for her. Never for her.

Buffy undressed and straddled Oz's body, which was still on the ground, watching her in awe. She began to suck his erect penis, presenting it to him and ordering him.

"Suck me, Oz."

He nodded and began sucking Buffy's vagina, while Willow, half-conscious, saw the werewolf's semen mixed with her own juices trickle down her thighs.

Willow felt an icy chill run down her spine as Buffy arched her back, offering her glistening sex to Oz's willing lips. The boy's tongue traced feverish circles around her swollen clitoris, each flick of his tongue eliciting a husky sigh from Buffy that sounded mocking in Willow's ringing ears.

Buffy began sucking Oz's penis while watching Willow, who was powerless to stop her former boyfriend and Buffy making love in the most indecent way.

Buffy arched her back further, digging her fingers into Oz's hair to guide his mouth with sadistic dominance. Her ragged breathing echoed in the humid room, mingling with the muffled moans of the boy whose trembling hands rested on her hips.

Willow, still bound, felt a fresh wave of burning shame wash over her as she watched Oz obey with a fervor he had never before shown her.

Oz, under the influence of Buffy's mouth, was getting hard again. The Slayer amused herself by licking his testicles and glans before taking him deeper into her mouth.

Buffy slowly raised her head, a trail of silvery saliva still connecting her lips to Oz's swollen penis. Her eyes, gleaming with cruelty, rested on Willow, whose dilated pupils reflected a mixture of horror and fascination.

“Look closely, Rougotte,” she murmured, wrapping one possessive hand around the base of Oz’s member while the other caressed her nipples.

She straightened up, presented her vagina to Oz’s penis, and impaled herself wildly in one swift motion, letting out a brutal cry of delight and pleasure, cupping her breasts in her hands while looking down at Willow leer at her.

“Hmm, he’s even better as a human. I’m going to love having a baby with him. I’m going to give him what you couldn’t give him.”

Buffy dug her nails into Oz’s shoulders, each thrust of her hips producing a smack of wet flesh that sounded like an insult to Willow’s ears. The Slayer arched her back with a cruel grace, her heavy breasts swaying in time with their bestial coupling.

Willow felt a trickle of saliva run down her chin as she watched, mesmerized, as Oz's member disappeared again and again into Buffy's glistening body.

Willow saw Oz's muscles tense beneath the damp skin as he pushed Buffy onto the floor, his penis still buried deep inside her. The Slayer's fingers gripped her hips desperately, her nails digging scarlet furrows as he quickened his pace, each thrust eliciting a raucous scream from Buffy that pierced Willow's eardrums.

Willow felt her insides twist as Buffy arched her back in an obscene spasm, her nails slashing into Oz's pale chest as a raw moan tore at her throat. Sweat glistened on their entwined bodies, each wild thrust from Oz causing a smacking sound of wet flesh that resonated like a whip crack in Willow's burning skull.

Willow felt a spasm ripple through her belly as Oz, his eyes glazed with desire, thrust his member into Buffy one last time with an animalistic groan. Their bodies froze for a moment, muscles taut as if they would break, before Buffy began to tremble violently, her toes curling against the damp floor.

A trickle of semen slid down her trembling thighs as Oz, panting, withdrew his still-hard penis, glistening with their mingled fluids. Willow felt a final shiver run down her spine as Buffy, her thighs still shaking, rose with feline grace. A drop of semen slid down her thigh as she walked toward Willow, her heels clacking on the floor like whips.

"You see how he belongs to me?" she murmured, grabbing Willow's red hair and forcing her gaze towards Oz, still on his knees, his penis glistening and hard despite the recent orgasm.