Chapter 5 Mmm...ah. No, it's not possible...

The scattered sunlight through the window illuminated the tender pink area brightly.

　　"Mr. Churchill."

　　Under Cynthia's gaze, Zachary casually unbuckled her belt, her pants loosening. From the opening, the outline of his bulging penis could be clearly seen beneath the dark gray underwear.

　　Cynthia unconsciously avoids eye contact.

　　Even so, his body was too close, and Cynthia could still see the huge penis exposed in front of her as he pulled down his underwear.

　　"No!"

　　Cynthia pursed her lips, wanting to escape.

　　The man's penis was fully erect, and its size was astonishing for Cynthia's little pussy, which had never been fucked before.

　　The purple-red glans almost touched Cynthia's side face.

　　Zachary threw the leather belt aside, took off her own hat, and tilted it on the girl's head as if to show ownership.

　　The naked girl, wearing a slightly oversized men's hat.

　　Purity and desire.

　　Cynthia tilted her head, unable to care whether her hat was crooked or not. All her thoughts were filled with fear of the huge penis that was about to enter her body. The hands spreading her legs couldn't help but tighten, with the tips of her fingers sinking into the tender flesh of her thighs.

　　She pleaded, "Mr. Churchill. It can't get in."

　　Zachary unbuttoned two buttons at the collar of his clothes, and his other hand played with Cynthia's breast, gripping and kneading it back and forth.

　　"You don't have to worry. Omega's body is enough to accommodate my penis. After development, it can even accommodate multiple werewolves' intrusion at the same time. This is very common in the army and among the nobles."

　　Zachary seemed to be teaching her a physiology class.

　　However, upon hearing this, Cynthia's face turned pale, multiple?

　　Although she was bullied in the Bordeaux wolf pack due to her Omega status after shift, she still didn't know about such things.

　　Zachary didn't plan to explain too much.

　　He leaned slightly forward, his fingertip touching the entrance of the girl's private part. In the instant of contact, the girl shuddered slightly, but soon, this rejection turned into intermittent moans.

　　"Mmm...ah. No, it's not possible..."

　　The man skillfully caressed the entrance of the vagina, occasionally probing into the passage, thrusting a few times, reaching the girl's hymen, then withdrawing, and spreading the shiny liquid from inside the vagina all over the labia and lower abdomen.

　　At the same time, his erect penis pressed against Cynthia's side neck. His penis slid back and forth across the girl's neck and collarbone.

　　Cynthia was trapped in the sofa chair, unable to move her hands and feet, and couldn't avoid the impact and touch of the penis.

　　The clear liquid oozing from the glans slid down the young girl's neck.

　　In it, there was also a dizzying mix of male werewolf pheromones.

　　This smell was like the rust of metal, and also like the smell of fresh blood.

　　The scent of pheromones gradually invaded Cynthia's nostrils, as if it could take over her entire body.

　　The virgin Omega was too sensitive to the pheromone scent of male werewolves, completely unable to resist. When Cynthia sensed his pheromones, her vagina immediately reacted, continuously gushing out several strands of sticky fluid.

　　In the midst of confusion, three fingers had unknowingly been inserted into Cynthia's hole.

　　The fingers with slight calluses rubbed against the wet inner wall, and Cynthia felt waves of indescribable comfort.

　　At first, it was just a simple action of pushing open the inner wall, but at some unknown moment, the man suddenly hooked his fingers maliciously, bent three fingers together, and forcefully rubbed and squeezed the passage.

　　"Ah...sir...it's too heavy, don't..."

　　Cynthia's lower body trembled up and down following the man's finger movements, her waist and abdomen twisting uncontrollably. The girl's voice of refusal mixed with panting, sounded like an invitation to Zachary.

　　When the girl's body was convulsing slightly, Zachary slowly pulled out his fingers.

　　Cynthia's private part experienced the teasing of a foreign object, and at this moment, the fingers suddenly withdrew, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness. She tightened her pussy, trying to hold on, but still couldn't keep the man's fingers.

　　"Do you want it?"

　　He clasped Cynthia's thigh with both hands, lifted them up, and the swollen penis broke through the vaginal opening without warning, driving straight in.

　　"Ah--"

　　Cynthia let out a mournful groan.

　　Intense pain emanated from her lower body, as if something was being crushed and torn apart. But at the same time, the explosive pleasure she was unwilling to admit also spread throughout her entire body.

　　Omega's delicate hole was accommodating its invader, contracting back and forth.

　　Zachary's brow furrowed, her virgin tight passage wrapped around the huge penis, the penis stretching the entrance, the tender flesh of the entrance almost becoming transparent.

　　He didn't give Cynthia any chance to adapt. After his penis entered, he fiercely and quickly thrust in and out.

　　Cynthia's body was bent into an unbearable shape, with all her senses focused on her lower body.

　　Her vagina was intensely rubbed, and her back repeatedly hit the backrest of the sofa chair heavily.

　　Under the powerful werewolf's strong control, Omega's sensitive body has no chance to escape.

　　"Mr. Churchill .."

　　The girl wanted to ask him to slow down, but she couldn't speak in complete sentences.

　　Zachary raised his hand, pinching Cynthia's small, red nipples with his thumb and forefinger, pulling and twisting them as if playing with an interesting toy.

　　Cynthia's round breasts followed the movements of her lower body, swaying up and down.

　　"Oh no..."

　　A faint sound came from Cynthia's mouth.

　　The rapid and relentless teasing tormented Cynthia's inner hole.