Chapter 19

Carlisle hid the vial of herbs he’d extracted deep in the nightstand before moving quietly to Abella’s side.

“Mommy.”

Abella’s eyes were normally black, but she didn’t even move now.

“Mother.”

Carlisle touched her leg softly. Rough fingers slid up the silky flesh to her private parts.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to do this either.”

His voice was calm and soothing. Despite the regretful tone, the voice appeared full of expectation.

“Don’t worry.”

Carlisle’s hand moved up the hem of her skirt, caressing the thin strip of fabric that covered her p*ssy.

“I won’t be rough with you.”

“…….”

“I’ll just…… just touch you a little…… gently.”

Abella was falling asleep and had no idea what he was saying to her; all she knew was that she was still breathing heavily.

Carlisle’s eyes sparkle with pleasure as he watches. The small fabric underwear was then pulled aside by a huge hand.

There were two hairless, large, interlocking lumps of pure white skin when it slid away.

He’d seen them in his childhood bath a few times, but the feeling was altogether different now.

Carlisle chewed hard on the sensitive flesh in his mouth for a minute to keep himself together. Slowly, he reached out and spread the knotted flesh apart by grabbing it in different ways.

The flawless labia separated, displaying the pink flesh concealed between them.

I was embarrassed to call the protruding clitoris and the twitching hole beneath it a hole.

Carlisle had a feeling that there was where he would one day thrust his c*ck.

“Mother…….”

Carlisle moved his fingertips around her v*g*nal hole as if anticipating something. It was a daring move, but Abella was fast sleeping.

“It’s small.”

“…….”

“Like my mother…… small, cute, and adorable.”

I could feel the puckered lining tightening and flinching as it strained to hold the size of my big c*ck.

Carlisle swallowed hard at the thought, then lifted his hand gently from where it had been fumbling for her v*g*na.

His fingertips stroked on the soft skin. He wanted to bite and rub the beautiful clitoris.

If he could avidly nibble and s*ck on this morsel of flesh, she’d be bucking her hips and screaming with pleasure.

Carlisle opened her labia with one hand while flicking her clit with the other.

It was a delicate area, and he didn’t want to wake her up.

“Mother.”

He spoke in a low, even tone.

“Don’t wake up.”

Because if she awoke, I’d be forced to lock her in my arms and shove my c*ck into her.

I don’t want to hurt her.

My mother has saved my life.

So don’t wake up.

The way his eyes narrowed suggested something evil and cunning.

Carlisle mused as he caressed her small p*ssy.

He was at a loss for where to begin because he couldn’t just put his c*ck into her right away.

Should he begin by softly caressing the fragile, swelling flesh, or the tiny, unprotected hole?

Carlisle’s pointed ears had sprung from the top of his head in his eagerness. His bushy tail swung side to side behind his back.

Carlisle leaned back, nuzzling his face between Abella’s knees. He inhaled the aroma of her body as he sniffed it.

“Ha…….”

The aroma of Abella’s perfume made his nose twitch.

“My mom’s p*ssy smells sweet.”

Sweet, and a lovely body scent he’d always smelt as a child.

Carlisle wished could leave his mark all over her, thick and thick, on every inch of her body, as clear as a pure white snowfield where no one had ever walked.

He wanted to violently push his c*ck into that hole that appeared to have never been fucked before, and he wanted to leave red bite marks all over her slim body. He wanted to cup her small, wounded br*asts and lick on the tiny n*pples at the end of them like a toddler.

Until the pink n*pples turned raspberry red. Until her p*ssy oozed clear honey. Until her entire body smelled like my c*ck.

Carlisle caressed her engorged clit as she battled to keep her need at bay. The sensation of flesh beneath his fingertips was strange.

It was a touch sticky and felt extremely wet.

Carlisle massaged Abella’s clit harder as she continued to show no signs of awakening. He stroked his fingertips over the sensitive flesh in a circular motion.

The dry v*g*na then clenched and unclenched, and clear honey poured from the hole.

Carlisle bit his lower lip, trying to calm his racing heart.

She must be enjoying my hand, and the understanding rushed through him.

He slipped his fingers into the sticky fluid oozing from her hole and gently distributed it on her clit. It was a delicate touch like Abella putting jam on her toast for breakfast.

The gleaming flesh, soaked with her secretions, made me want to quickly put it in my mouth and suck on it.

“Haa…….”

I tried to hold back, but the sight was too much for me.

He eventually unfastened his apron and pulled his imprisoned, violent c*ck, which he pushed against Abella’s p*ssy.

“Mother…… mother…….”

He moaned and snatched his c*ck, shoving the tip of his glans between her labia. The awful leading edge of flesh scraped up against her clitoral region.

Carlisle’s breath was thicker than it had been.

“Don’t worry. I’m not worried, I’m just trying to rub it a little.”

The glans rubbed mercilessly on Abella’s delicate skin. Then he bobbed up and down between her clit and v*g*na.

The little hole gaped erotically each time he descended his c*ck as if it might swallow the fist-sized glans.

It felt as if the squeezing v*g*na might pull him in at any moment with the least movement of his hips.

Carlisle’s heart was racing with anticipation.

Before he knew it, his mouth was spewing out animal breaths rather than human. His throaty snarl was the same as when he was a wolf.

“Huh…….”

I wanted to thrash, to bury my c*ck to the root in Abella’s hole and rock my hips like I was in heat, to crush the slender woman against me, to pile her up against me, to hold her down, to make her squirm in painful pleasure, to make her cum, to make her cum, to make her cum, to make her cum, to make her cum, to make her cum, to make her cum, to make her cum.

Carlisle controlled his excitement by chewing on his lip till it bled and pushing his c*ck roughly against her aching clit.

“Mother…… f*ck, mother…….”

The act became more intense, the ancient wooden bed cracking and screaming, but Abella remained slumbered, indifferent to the world.

Carlisle’s hopes had been exceeded by the herb’s effects.

He rubbed his c*ck against Abella’s p*ssy for a bit before letting out a small sigh and spraying a stream of pearly white secretions over her flawless skin. His ugly p*nis throbbed and shot a torrent of cum.

Carlisle stopped for a time after ejaculating, glancing at the marks on her body, and then wiped a handful of cum from her p*ssy with a faint smile.

I was wondering what he was going to do when his cum-stained hand reached for Abella’s little hole.

“Mother.”

Because of all the rubbing he’d done on the delicate flesh, the area around the hole was already slippery with her fluids. Carlisle watched the sight with pleasure before inserting his thick, contracted c*ck into the writhing, soft hole.

“Mmmm…….”

She cried and grunted as she felt herself being penetrated. But that was all. She did not awaken.

Carlisle grabbed all of his cum and stuffed it into Avella’s hole like it was the most valuable thing in the world.

Carlisle’s hand went into Abella’s v*g*na with an awful grunt.

“Mommy……. Next time I want you to f*ck you with my c*ck, not my hand.”

Carlisle’s cum and her secretions had made the area around her hole slippery. He sank his fingertips inside her cunt, feeling her contracting insides as he pumped the remainder of his cum into her cunt.

“Ha…….”

Her inner walls were so hot and tight beneath his fingertips that she thought she’d melt at any moment.

“But if I put my c*ck right in here, it’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”

Carlisle could have foreseen it, no matter how inexperienced he was.

His own, despite having reduced after one ejaculation, was still far larger than the usual size of most human men. It could have been thicker than Abella’s slender forearm when erect.

“And mother.”

Carlisle remarked, prodding her hole with one finger.

“My kind…… don’t normally mate in human form.”

Carlisle’s eyes had closed in on themselves.

“Don’t forget that.”

Carlisle laughed as he said words that would never reach her.

“That a mother’s only son is not a man, but a beast.”