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2025-11-13
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Doesn't Need To Know

Summary:

Draculaura just couldn't resist. Especially not after seeing the size of Clawdeen's dick....

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She can't believe she's doing this. Cheating on Clawd with Clawdeen, his sister, and her best friend. But dammit, she just couldn't resist. Especially when she saw the size of Clawdeen's dick....

She just had to get a taste of the she-wolf's cock. And it is glorious. She simply cannot wait to have it inside her. To have Clawdeen fuck her nice and deep.

"That's it, little bat," Clawdeen sighs, running her fingers through Draculaura's hair. "Fuck, you do that so well. Sucking me off like a champ."

Draculaura moans around Clawdeen's cock at the praise as she sucks deeper, her hands trembling where they grip Clawdeen's thighs. The frantic pulse beneath her palms mirrors her own heartbeat as she feels the tip hit the back of her throat – thick, salty, and impossibly heavy on her tongue.

"Mhmm, so good," Clawdeen rasps, her claws scraping lightly against Draculaura's scalp. "I see why my brother is dating you. You know exactly how to please." Her hips roll forward, plunging her cock deeper down Draculaura's throat until tears bead at the corners of the vampire's eyes.

Draculaura's fangs graze the sensitive shaft as she pulls back, gasping for air, saliva slicking her chin. The musk of Clawdeen's arousal – wild pine and damp earth – floods her senses, mingling with the sharp tang of her own desperation.

Her mind screams guilt, picturing Clawd's trusting smile, but her body arches hungrily forward again. Her tongue swirls around the swollen head, tasting salt and power, fingers digging harder into trembling thighs as if anchoring herself against the forbidden thrill.

"Hold on," Clawdeen groans, pulling Draculaura off her cock. "I don't want to come until I've got my dick inside your little pussy." She pats her thigh. "Come on, sweetheart. Come hop on my cock."

Draculaura scrambles up, knees sinking into the plush rug as she straddles Clawdeen's lap. Her silk nightshirt rides high, exposing pale pink thighs already trembling with anticipation. The she-wolf's claws hook into the flimsy fabric, ripping it aside with a low growl that vibrates through Draculaura's core. Cool air brushes Draculaura’s exposed skin, a sharp contrast to Clawdeen’s searing heat between her legs.

"Look at that pretty little cunt," Clawdeen rasps, her thumbs spreading Draculaura wide. Her gaze burns hotter than Clawd's ever managed. "Dripping for me already." Thick fingers swipe through slick folds, gathering wetness that she brings up to her mouth, licking and sucking at them, moaning. "Delicious."

Draculaura shudders as Clawdeen grips her hips hard enough to bruise – a possessive claim Clawd never dared make. The broad head of Clawdeen’s cock presses against her cunt, slick and throbbing with arousal. For a heartbeat, she hesitates, bile rising at the betrayal – Clawd’s earnest chuckle echoing in her mind – but her hips betray her, grinding instinctively against her best friend.

And she sinks right down onto Clawdeen's cock. Her best friend, her boyfriend's sister....

The betrayal to Clawd stings deep. But the feeling of Clawdeen's cock inside her, stretching her and filling her so impossibly deep, deeper than Clawd....

At this very moment, with Clawdeen inside her, she doesn't care....

And well.... Maybe Clawd doesn't have to know....