#will i?

"You don't smell like me." He growled out, not moving back as his nose and forehead pressed against yours. You look at him as if he lost his damn mind. You don't smell like anything! You're in a shower! You go to argue this point but he presses a rough hard kiss to your mouth, his tongue pressing into your mouth as his grip on your head grows tighter. For a moment you're unsure if he is kissing you or trying to devour you.

"Every day, I lay out your clothes, make sure to roll all over them, I start your shower, make sure you use my soap, I make sure you smell like me, every second because you are mine and the people you see need to know it. Need to smell me on your skin, in your hair, in everything. But you don't smell like me. I'm gonna fix that." He says stripping off his clothes before stepping into the spray of the shower pressing you against the cool porcelain wall.

"You've been scent marking me?" You ask incredulously as he cages you against the wall with his arms his body blocking the spray of the water causing you to shiver slightly as the cool air of the bathroom hits your skin.

"Duh, and I'm gonna do it again." He says with a smirk before he kisses your roughly again, his naked body pressing against yours as you feel his cock twitch against your thigh as it starts to get hard. You shiver again, the lack of the warm water making your skin chill even as he presses closer, the warmth of his skin and the spray of the shower warming you as one of his hands moves from caging you to run down your side. His large hand stops to grip at the softness of your hip and press you against him as he grinds his semi-hard cock against your folds.

You're not sure if you're shivering because of the cool air or because of the way he's using your dripping cunt to rub himself hard. The way he pushes his hips against you, slow and almost languid, pausing each time his hips meet yours to grind his pelvis against yours just barely giving your clit enough attention to satisfy the throb in it. You feel him getting harder and harder between your legs and still he doesn't move nearly enough, just rolls his hips into yours, making sure his cock presses against your folds and clit soaking his shaft but never giving enough attention to anything to stave off the growing throb in your core.

"God you feel so fucking good. Could do this for hours, rubbing myself stupid on you, cum all over your pretty thighs an' ass." He nearly growls as he slides his hand down to grip the soft meat of your thigh, his fingers digging into the flesh as he lifts your leg making you stand balanced on one leg as he wraps the other around his hips. "You look so pretty covered in my cum, maybe I'll do that next." He says as he lines himself up. You moan softly as you feel the head of his cock press against your slick folds. The mist of the shower cold against your skin a strong heady contrast against the warmth flooding through you as he finally pushes into you. The thick throbbing cock stretching you in a sweetly familiar burn that you started craving very shortly after meeting this werewolf.

"Fuck!" He growls as he lets out a long huff of air, his head bowing to land on your shoulder as he stays completely still for far too long, simply using you as a holder, warming himself inside you. "You are heaven." He stays there for too long, simply enjoying the heat of you around him until you start letting out small whines and moving your hips against his, doing everything you can to thrust shallowly into him even as he holds you pinned against the cool wall. He gets the message loud and clear and thrusts into you hard making you gasp but never giving you a second to regain your breath as he starts to thrust into you at a merciless rhythm. His hips snapping into you, sharp against yours. Moans fall from your lips as your head falls back to hit the shower wall behind you, long since forgetting about the now cold spray of water hitting you both as he ruts into you with a reckless abandon.

He takes your exposed neck as an invitation and bites down on the juncture of your throat and shoulder, his sharp teeth nearly breaking skin as he growls into the bite his thrusts never easing. His hand gripping your hip slides, moving quickly to your throbbing clit, he fingers it in quick circles, applying a brutal pressure that matches his thrusts that nearly has you seeing stars. You want to tell him how close you are, how good it feels, you want to say so much. But all that comes out are desperate moans and whimpers as he fucks you into the shower wall as if his life depends on it. He knows though, feels that flutter of you walls around him and moans at the sensation.

"Yeah that's right, cum on my cock, cum hard on me, mark me with your scent like I mark you." He groans as he feels his knot swelling, pressing against the opening of your used pussy. "You cum on me while I knot you. Fuck yeah, make sure everyone knows just how full you are. Make sure they know much I want to breed you like this." The feel of his knot pressing against your opening, threatening to stretch you even more as he thrusts against you is too much, you scream, your body arching to press closer to his as you cum around him. He uses this as the perfect opportunity to thrust deeply into you, his knot going past your opening with a barely audible pop over your scream and it feels amazing as his thrusts turn shallow. Fucking into you as far as his knot will allow before he lets out another low growl, his teeth sinking once again into your shoulder as you feel him twitch and coat your insides with thick ropes of cum. His knot swelling even more to keep you locked together.

It takes a long moment for the two of you to catch your breath, even longer to care that the water from the long since cold shower is giving you both a chill. He holds you close, wrapping both of your legs around his hips as he stays locked inside you and carries you to the bed after finally turning off the water. He lays with you under the blanket warming you with his body heat as he rubs soothing patterns on your back with his nails.