Chapter 60: Living In Cherry Wood
Marsha had been stopped once more.
However, that wouldn't stop the fact that there will eventually be another full moon… And another… And another… And another…
That meant that for as long as Marsha was imprisoned in this low-security prison, someone would have to watch over her every full moon and prevent her from escaping in her werewolf form.
That didn't even cover all the times she could also transform herself into the shadow werewolf without a full moon on the horizon. Michael didn't always need a full moon to transform. The more power he gained the more he could transform at will. The same was the case for Maleva, and the same was also the case for her mother, Marsha. All of them could transform at will, but all of them were much more powerful during the full moon.
The point was that somebody had to watch over her.
Always.
However, tonight, there was something to celebrate.
Tonight was the full moon, and Michael had been successfully able to intercept the shadow werewolf—Marsha.
He banged her in the woods outside the prison and ejaculated deep in her as he wasn't able to pull out of her at first, especially as he knotted her.
He knotted her so badly that none of his semen overflowed out of her. Not even one bit.
Thankfully, he was able to finish with her, unknot from her pussy, and throw her back in her cell promptly. Naturally, some of the carpenters and other workers in town would have to repair her cell, but this was out of Michael's hands.
Someone else was waiting for him in the woods surrounding town.
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"I cannot believe I'm about to say this, but thanks for dealing with my Mom," Maleva declared to him while never being too able to look directly at him as she stepped forward, and approached him in the darkness of the forest.
"Oh. There you are," Michael had been searching for her for a handful of seconds in the woods. His scent-detecting ability was formidable, but her stealth ability was even greater.
"It's nothing. It had to be done," he confirmed to her as he scratched the back of his head.
"You didn't have to put up with Mother again, but you did."
"You know, I had to," he clarified to her.
"But she's not your responsibility."
"I feel like she is now. Especially as a mother-in-law."
"A mother-in-law," she slowed down and let that sink in for a second and realized how much of a tight relationship she had with him. Even though, their relationship was still a bit open, tiled on his side, with him being able to sleep with all these beautiful women in his ever-growing wolf harem. Meanwhile, on her side, nothing was open because she didn't want it to be. Maleva didn't need anyone else. She only needed Michael.
She only craved her Hunter.
"That's what she is," Michael confirmed.
"Aw… Michael… I need you tonight…" The red and green-haired huntress opened her long legs and invited him. The two of them were deep into the woods as her thick thighs opened up for him, her wet pussy was revealed under her tunic. There was no thong. There was no underwear to be seen under her tunic. Her pink clitoris and wet pussy lips all faced him.
Redheart's cock grew large and rock-hard almost in an instant as he met with her seducing vagina in the middle of the woods.
She needed him tonight, and he needed her just as much.
His member was throbbing for him.
Michael had handled her mother as a wolf less than an hour ago, and now while his beast form was resting, he'd have a moment with her in his regular human form.
"Do you want me tonight, sweetheart?" she sensually asked him.
"I have been thinking about you the entire day. Yes. I need you,"
"Aww!"
He embraced and thrived between her legs. Rushing with his horny cock against her wet vaginal lips and entering inside her with the youthful might of a true wolf.
"Oh, yes! Yes! The interior of my pussy is shaped after your dick! You know that, don't you? You know."
"I know."
It was the truth. The inside of her vagina was now shaped after the shape and size of her boyfriend's dick, and that had been the case for a while now. The two had had so much sex with one another that her vagina morphed to its shape and size every time they did. This was perfect. This made it possible for perfect sexual synchronization between the two. The only real problem was that whenever Michael turned incredibly erect and hard, he would sometime expand to become a tad bit too large for the inside of her pussy, and that would end up screwing things over. Not in a bad way, though. Not in a bad way, at all.
"Awww! Oh, Yes! Your cock feels so good!"
Michael moved his hips back and forth as fast as he could to keep up with her.
"Aw! I'm already about to come! I'm coming, Michael!"
"That's impossible. I mean, we only just got started," this didn't feel right to him.
"I'm telling the truth, honey! I'm coming!"
"Huh!"
She's not messing around! I can't tell she's coming. Her pussy has suddenly become a lot more wet and moist. She's coming. There's no doubt about it!
"Aw! Michael! Michael!"
"Mal!"
"I'm coming so hard because of you! I love you, honey! I love you, Michael!" she howled as she was soon about to come for the second time in a row.
She couldn't help it.
This was always the effect that his cock had on him.
She told me she loved me. I do, too. I love her so much, and that's not because of our werewolf harem that I can't love one girl more than the others. I love all the girls in our wolf harem and Mal… she's different. She's the one. I know it for a fact.
"I love you, too," Michael soon replied to her after she declared to him that she loved him.
"Aww! Yes. Thank you for loving me back, Michael."
Soon, the overwhelmed and love-struck man would burst inside her…
"I'm coming again," she admitted to him, even though, this had become quite obvious at this point.
"I love you so much! I'm cumming, too, Mal!"