Jason slept like a baby; the bed was comfortable, but Jason had dreams about his past life.
He was standing on a grand stage, performing in front of a grand audience, and they were laughing at his every joke.
Jason was glad he met Amarok because he had no idea what he would have done otherwise.
He had eaten to his satisfaction and had somewhere to rest his head.
Jason knew it would be hard to keep his cock in his pants with how these things looked, but also how they were all dressed indecently.
Population and reproduction, animals have always been creatures that focus on those things, and these things seem to have retained some aspects of that biology.
Jason opened his eyes. He could feel something pressed against him.
"Huh?" Jason thought to himself, but there was Ylva lying beside him, and her breasts were pressed right against him.
"Fucking hell," Jason muttered under his breath, has she never heard of personal space?
Jason tried to reposition himself and gain some distance, but this only made things worse as Ylva readjusted, throwing one leg over his torso.
Jason was lying on his back, so this already put him in a compromising position.
"Hmmmm…" Ylva moaned, her breath brushing against the side of Jason's neck.
But this wasn't what made him uncomfortable; it was his cock stiffening right beneath her thighs over him.
Jason tried to close his eyes to imagine something nasty so the erection could disappear.
However, that did nothing and in no time, his cock was poking the back of her thigh.
Jason looked down and could see the top of her breasts.
"Is this her plan because it is working…" Jason thought to himself, already eager to test out his cock for a while now.
"Why fight it?" Jason thought to himself, tilting his body until his body was angled right beneath her thighs, the other legs that were on his torso moments ago were now over his left side.
Byung was sideways but had some space to move his hands.
He knew there had to be a reason she was in this bed and in the position he was in.
Jason's cock was now poking her torso; all that was left was the pre-cum on the verge of seeping through.
Jason began to move his hips slowly, using the friction between them to help massage the ache.
"Damn… Why is her torso so soft?" Jason's breathing became heavy; he had no idea when his hips began to grind against it.
The way her breasts jiggled with every thrust, but Jason caught himself shortly after.
He tried to move away, but her leg over him locked him in place and pulled him in even closer.
"W-What the…! Is she awake!?" Jason thought to himself, and just then, her eyes opened.
Jason was embarrassed and immediately tried to apologise, but Ylva kissed him.
He had no idea how long her tongue was because it went deep inside his throat; she was quite literally stealing his breath away.
Jason was confused, but there was no way he was going to stop this, even though he could barely breathe.
He placed his hand around her waist and drew her in, but Ylva broke the kiss to breathe, a spit-web connecting them.
"U-Ummm…" Jason was flustered, his cock was throbbing like crazy, it wanted out of that trouser and who could blame it.
"Oh, it is mating season, didn't Father tell you?" Ylva questioned as if it were a normal thing.
Jason had no idea, but if this meant he got to screw her, then he was all for it.
"Hey, I don't care what it is, come here!" Jason tried to pull her in, but she broke his embrace and hurried off the bed.
Jason was in heat; his libido was through the roof, but Ylva just stared at him.
"You are my first mate," Ylva muttered, but it wasn't in a cute, adorable way; it felt more like she was saying Finally!'
"Take it off!" Ylva commanded, but Jason was scared because the look in her eyes was that of a maniac; her fangs were longer as well, as were her claws.
"O-On second thought… I will just g-!" Before Jason could complete his sentence, she removed the trousers herself and threw them to the side.
"H-Hey! Relax! No one can be that horny!" Jason barked at her, but wondered if Amarok brought him back to fuck his daughter.
Jason was curious to see how Ylva would react to his size, and the look in her eyes told him she was more than impressed with the meat staring right back at her.
"Scar-!" Once again, he felt something warm wrap around his cock, the sensation sent shivers up his spine.
Jason lost his ability to form a thought; he couldn't understand how his cock was able to reach her throat in one fell swoop.
Jason clutched the sheets, and before he knew it, his mind went completely blank.
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Amorak and Luna never left the dining room; if Jason wasn't there to be slaughtered, then it was to take their daughter to bed.
Amarok had tried for months to find her a suitable mate, but there was no one who measured up.
The werewolves here were a bit strange; they allowed their daughter to pick.
But sex wasn't just a pleasurable act; Ylva could kill Jason if he failed to satisfy her.
This was her right, and there was a high chance this was why she accepted to mate with him.
Jason already got on her nerves, and she knew right away this was the only way she was allowed to kill him.
Of course, her hormones played another factor; werewolves were incredibly horny creatures.
"She is going to kill him, isn't she?" Luna asked her husband.
"It cannot be helped if he fails, but that one is different," Amarok was convinced that Jason stood a chance.
And if he did succeed, this would only help their direct lineage to evolve further.
"Is that so?" Luna asked, and Amarok nodded with a broad smile.
"That is so," Amarok responded, but unknown to them, Jason was fighting for his life in the other room.