When a Well-Raised Son Grows Up - Chapter 73 -(R-19)

Chapter 73

Carlisle’s hips jerked in the air as an unfamiliar sound escaped his mouth, almost as if he were mounting something. Despite this, Abella didn’t stop what she was doing.

She aggressively s*cked on his c*cked, pressing it against the soft lining of her mouth, using her teeth carefully to enhance the sensation.

Finally, Carlisle let out a loud bark, as if warning her to stop.

But, of course, Abella didn’t listen.

Abella momentarily pulled away, her jaw aching, and spoke in a concerned voice.

“I really mean it, you can go ahead.”

“Grrr…”

“Stop growling like that. Are you really okay with this?”

Abella lifted the hem of her slip and removed her underwear, pressing her lower body against his in a blatant manner as she whispered,

“I don’t want to force you… You’re not doing this because you don’t want to, right?”

As she spoke, Abella started to pull back the disheveled bed covers in preparation for what was about to happen. But as she moved the blanket aside, what appeared was…

“Huh?”

It was a pile of her own panties.

“W-What is this?”

Wide-eyed in surprise, she picked up one of the panties. A milky fluid dripped down, revealing the soaked fabric, as if the panties were greeting her.

‘I definitely put these in the laundry basket…’

Abella quickly turned to check the laundry basket. But instead of standing upright, the basket was toppled over, lying on the floor. The scattered laundry looked as if someone had rummaged through it, leaving clothes strewn all over the house.

“Carlisle!”

The culprit was obviously him. And judging by the milky fluid…

“W-What on earth did you do with my underwear?!”

Abella yelled, her face flushed as red as a beet. Carlisle, looking apologetic, began frantically licking her cheeks.

“Ugh… You ruined my panties, but why won’t you do it with me?”

Abella pushed Carlisle away as he nuzzled against her, and she slipped out of her nightgown, leaving her completely n*ked.

Noticing that Carlisle still wasn’t reacting to her bare body, Abella hesitated for a moment. Then, as if a good idea had struck her, she cleared her throat and straightened up.

With a pout, as if disappointed after a day of fruitless herb gathering, she carefully began to speak.

“Could it be… you don’t want to do it with me ever again?”

She glanced at Carlisle with eyes full of hurt, her voice trembling sadly at the end. She looked just like a puppy that had been abandoned by its owner.

This was the kind of expression she was used to seeing on Carlisle, but somehow, Abella had picked up on his behavior from the past and was now mimicking it herself.

“I guess… I’ve heard about it too. Men don’t really like women who just cry out in pain during s*x, like I do, right? So that’s what it was… I was being clueless.”

Abella said this as she stood up, her shoulders slumped. She began to pick up her slip from the ground, intending to put it back on.

“Yeah… who would want to be with someone like me? My body is so skinny and unattractive, right? Sorry… They say men prefer women with big chests and a bit of flesh…”

Her words were full of sadness, and Abella finished speaking in a voice that sounded as if she were standing on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the brink.

Carlisle’s eyes wavered helplessly, clearly distressed. He seemed to want to say something, but his wolf form prevented him from speaking like a human.

Seeing Carlisle so unsettled, Abella took it a step further, pretending to cry as she shook her shoulders, making her act even more convincing.

“Oh… Or maybe we’re just not a good match in bed? Oh, maybe it’s because you find my… p*ssy….unattractive. Yeah, that could be it… I didn’t think of that. I’m sorry, Carlisle.”

Of course, Abella didn’t believe any of this. But after everything she’d been through with Carlisle, she had become quite skilled at mimicking his past behavior without flinching.

“I get it now! You don’t want to be with someone like me again—someone who’s unattractive p*ssy, not a good match, and just makes noise in bed, right?”

Finally, unable to listen any longer, Carlisle barked and moved closer to Abella.

He quickly grabbed hold of her and, with great care, bit the back of her slip, tossing her onto the bed with a playful flourish. Then, as if overcome with passion, he muttered unintelligible sounds, words she couldn’t understand, like the grumblings of a beast.

At the same time, he began licking her br**sts, which had risen with her breath, his tongue tracing over the soft curves.

“N-no, you don’t have to force yourself. You don’t want to do this.”

But Carlisle, as if to say, “What are you talking about?” became even more intense, moving his tongue over her with greater urgency. His wet wolf tongue gently swept over her br**sts, causing them to bounce and sway with each stroke.

The cold air made her already sensitive n*pples stand even more erect, heightening her sensitivity. Each time the rough surface of his tongue brushed over her tender skin, Abella’s hips involuntarily lifted in response.

With a contented purring sound, Carlisle gently nibbled and l*cked various parts of Abella’s body. Not just her br**sts, but also her neck and cheeks, he carefully left his marks everywhere.

“S-stop it… Huff… It’s too late for this…”

Abella squirmed, trying to push away his furry chest. Her movements suggested she wanted him to stop, even though her resistance was half-hearted.

But Carlisle, completely fooled by Abella’s act, had no idea that she was mimicking his past behavior. With a look of innocent frustration, he lowered his body and nuzzled her cheek affectionately.

Finding his reaction adorable, Abella suppressed a laugh as she watched him fall for her trick.

His fluffy tail brushed against her bare skin, tickling her and causing her to twitch involuntarily. Seeing her reaction, Carlisle became more excited, subtly rubbing his aroused c*ck against her body.

“Ahh…”

The sticky, hot flesh rubbed insistently against Abella’s leg. The pointed tip of his c*ck was already leaking drops of precum.

The bumps on it had become more noticeable, and the veins were bulging out in a way that looked almost grotesque and magnificent! Abella tried to avoid looking at Carlisle’s c*ck, instead running her hands through his fur.

“Mmm… Carlisle,” she murmured.

In response to her soft voice, Carlisle let out a bark. After spending a long time nipping and s*cking on Abella’s br**sts, he slowly began to lower his body, moving downward.

His destination was between Abella’s legs. Carlisle’s black nose gently nudged her closed lips. Startled by the unfamiliar sensation, Abella’s body jolted.

“Ahh!”

As Abella glanced down, she saw Carlisle with his face buried between her legs, his body pressed low to the ground. Embarrassed, she instinctively tried to close her legs, unsure of what to do.

However, the more she tried to pull away, the more determined Carlisle became, pushing his head further between her legs, even forcing his way in as she tried to close them.

“You… want to l*ck?”

As Abella watched Carlisle, she cautiously asked a question. In response, Carlisle locked his bright red eyes on hers, as if answering her. He licked around his mouth, almost like he was savoring the thought.

Gathering her courage, Abella slowly lowered her hand.

‘It’s okay,’ she thought, ‘I was planning to do this with Carlisle anyway…’

And, truthfully, she didn’t entirely dislike the idea…

With that thought, Abella used her slender, pale fingers to gently spread apart her tightly closed v*g*na, exposing the soft, pink flesh inside.

Carlisle seemed surprised, not expecting her to go this far.

“If you want to… you can l*ck,”

Abella, trembling slightly, continued to speak.

“But please, be gentle… don’t hurt me…”

Though she had boldly spread her v*g*na apart, her voice sounded as timid as that of a frightened child.

Her actions were like poison to Carlisle, who was struggling to maintain control. He was breathing heavily and showing his fangs in a threatening way.

Despite his somewhat fierce expression, Abella seemed to trust him. She wasn’t afraid at all and even reached out to gently stroke his head.

As she stroked Carlisle, who had his nose buried between her legs, she pressed down on the swollen nub as if urging him to start l*cking. Carlisle let out a breath, then used his long snout to push her hand away.

The vaginal opening, hidden in the smooth flesh, contracted once. A trickle of clear fluid poured from the opening. Carlisle’s mouth suddenly opened wide, revealing a vicious row of sharp teeth.

For a moment, she was startled, thinking he might try to bite her.

But then, his wet tongue began to lick up her v*g*na.