My initial apprehensions are washed away by pure fascination as I catch the both of them already consumed in the fire of each other's lips.

Normally my first instinct should be to grab my notebook and camera to note down my observations. But right now my werewolf instincts take over. Watching them tongue each other makes me wet down there and sets off the desire to join in the fun. I won't get any flak from the she-wolf if I am so bold as to interrupt now, will I?

Alpha devours her lips hungrily. His tongue wrestles with hers as they dart in and out of each other's mouths, sharing in the glorious exchange of werewolf pheromones. He grasps her tightly and pulls her towards himself.

I watch as she reciprocates, running her gentle hands up and down Alpha's back, enjoying the firmness of his manly muscles. Occasionally she'll give his tight ass a playful squeeze, causing Alpha to yelp in surprise and squeeze her back.

My hand subconsciously reaches down towards my pussy. Plunging my fingers into me, I withdraw, only to find them already slick in my wanting juices. Sh*t, when did I get so wet? I rub circles around my clit, lightly coaxing it out of its hood before attacking it directly. My legs tremble at the feeling. I clutch my heart, feeling it pump harder as my body temperature rises in their presence. Will my legs be able to support me any longer? Only time will tell.

Alpha pushes his mate back. She falls into the pile of blankets with her legs spread. Winking at him, she raises a finger and beckons his already hard cock to come over and fuck her.

But he turns to me and makes my heart pound even harder. I watch him devour the sight of my naked self with his ravenous eyes while holding onto his throbbing hard cock. He motions for me to approach them.

Brandy! I want to watch you kissing her.

Her? But the she-wolf hates my guts! Is he some kind of sadist or something?

She doesn't hate you. This is your Alpha's order. Do it.

Fuck.