The women offer themselves.

Finally drained, Hunter looked down at the three spunk spattered women and gave a growl of satisfaction and ownership. They hugged and fondled each other as they looked up at him, kissing each other as they lapped his cream of their faces, purring and cooing happily, their eyes looking at him with adoration.

They were his, he thought again. His bitches. His possessions. His for the taking. He felt a sense of power unlike anything else as he watched them, his flaccid cock drooping out of its furry sheathe twitching slightly as it began to recover. He'd soon be ready for another round of them, he knew, and from their excited giggles and whimpers as they cleaned each other they were only too anxious to be impaled on his lupine shaft again.

Reaching out a paw he ran his claws gently down Lyndsey's skin, making her tremble and whimper as she looked at him, spreading her thighs in invitation. Jess and Erica moaned, pressing together, looking up at him in supplication, their pretty faces needy and wanton. Any resistance left in Erica had been drowned by his pheromones, her fear supplanted by a feral need to submit to him. His cock thickened at the sight and aroma of them, swelling and rising with his rekindled lust.

He bent and lapped his thick hot tongue over their tits, making them moan as he tasted the sweet flavour of their bodies, their nipples hardening at his attention.

"God...I'm so ready..." Jess moaned. "Take me Hunter! Oh God please take me..."

"Me...please...me..." Lyndsey whimpered, widening her thighs and using her fingers to part her nectar drenched folds. offering herself with **** eyes.

Erica didn't speak, merely rubbing her slender fingers between her labia, soaking them with the mingled juices, then pressing them into her pretty mouth as she gazed at him with needy eyes.

Hunter gave a low grumbling growl of satisfaction as he looked at them, making his choice.