Hunger.

Cerina shrugged off the robe, immediately feeling the chill of the woods on her exposed skin. With a powerful and yet caring movement, the wolf’s hands rose to the sides of Cerina’s neck. The warm and soft fur against her skin immediately restored her body’s warmth.

She dropped to a squat before the wolf, unable to fall to her knees or she would not be able to reach his shaft. The furry enormity was somehow more enticing than the stones had been. A bit too big, but soft.

Yet it was the near fist-sized orbs beneath which Cerina couldn’t take her eyes off of.

She brought her lips hesitantly up to the one on the left. The hollow ache in her stomach whispered to her, strange and insistent. Slowly, she ran her tongue over the smooth surfac, tasting its faint sweetness. The sensation sent a shiver through her.

With her hand, Cerina pressed it against her lips, sucking gently at the skin, the faint tang of its sweetness tickling her tongue. Her eyes drifted closed, and for a moment, she felt almost at peace, the gnawing emptiness within her softening.

But as she sat there, the act began to feel strange even to her, and she pulled away, staring at it as if it might offer answers to questions she couldn’t quite articulate.

She felt a gentle hand on the back of her head, but needed little encouragement. She slobbered excessively as she danced her tongue in circles around the two delicious balls, her heart thundering excitedly against her chest.

She kissed the right, then the left, before juggling them with her tongue. She couldn’t fit them into her mouth, though she desperately longed to. Cerina could only rotate her head and suck on them like sugar candies.

It took her a moment to realize she was simultaneously stroking the furry firmness of the shaft above her. It twitched and pulsed as her fingers slid up and down with a gentle squeeze, fingertips only occasionally reaching each other around its diameter.

The wolf began to groan and growl above her, hips greedily accenting the movement of her hands, its balls plopping against her tongue.

“Do you want an irresistible form?” It rumbled between groans.