Chapter 48 - Ange, My Angel ~ Extra Story: Escape

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Chapter 48

 

 

Amber's fingers stirred within Ange, mixing the hot bathwater with his own slick fluids, their movements teasing the sensitive walls deep inside. Every thrust of his fingers pressed against a point that sent shivers of pleasure through Ange, making his throat arch as soft gasps escaped his lips.

 

"Ah… ngh… ah…"

 

"You're squeezing my fingers so tight… it's driving me wild…" Amber groaned, his breath coming out in ragged pants. He lowered his head, sinking his teeth gently into Ange's nape.

 

"Ahh…!"

 

At that moment, a sweet, intoxicating scent bloomed from Ange's body, like flowers bursting into full bloom in the heat of spring.

 

"You smell… incredible."

 

Amber's voice was husky with desire as he pressed his lips against Ange's neck, almost as though devouring the scent. The roughness of his breath and the heat of his saliva against Ange's skin made the ache deep inside Ange's stomach grow even stronger.

 

"Amber… deeper… please…"

 

Ange's voice was breathless, a needy plea slipping past his lips.

 

"Deeper? Did he… touch you even deeper?"

 

"No… no… it's not that…"

 

In that moment, the thought of the traitor had completely vanished from Ange's mind. All he could think about was Amber—his body craved him, his heart pounded for him. He wanted nothing more than to be filled, completely and utterly, by Amber's heat, the hardness that pressed against his back.

 

"I've already forgotten all about him… all I can smell now is you, Amber."

 

The nausea and chills that had haunted him earlier were gone, replaced by a burning heat that coursed through his entire body. His pulse throbbed louder, his need for Amber overwhelming every other thought.

 

Ange found himself moving his hips, rubbing against Amber's raging shaft.

 

"Ngh… this is… dangerous…" Amber gasped, pulling his fingers free from Ange's trembling body.

 

A low, primal growl rumbled from Amber's throat as he struggled to contain himself. He released his hold on Ange, who turned to look back at him.

 

"I almost hurt you just now," Amber admitted, his gaze dark and intense, showing his claws that had grown sharper without him even realizing it.

 

At some point, Amber's body had begun to shift—his face now had the elongated features of a wolf, and his skin was covered in dark, coarse fur.

 

"I was only trying to clean you… but you keep teasing me, Ange…" he growled softly.

 

"Don't blame me. You're the one who started it," Ange retorted with a playful smirk.

 

—It doesn't matter what happens anymore.

 

With that, Ange leaned forward and kissed the tip of Amber's nose.

 

Amber knew as well as Ange did that once a werewolf began, it was nearly impossible to stop. They had intended to leave soon, but their plans were about to change.

 

Turning to face Amber fully, Ange lifted his hips and whispered, "We can leave tomorrow morning."

 

Reaching behind him, Ange grasped Amber's pulsing desire, guiding its tip to his own entrance. Amber, careful not to hurt him, curled his claws and placed his hands gently on Ange's slender waist to steady him.

 

"Yeah, tomorrow…" Amber agreed, licking his lips with a thin, pink tongue before Ange wrapped his arms around his neck and slowly lowered himself onto Amber's waiting cock.

 

"Ahh…"

 

The feel of Amber's fur, wet from the bath, brushing against his skin sent ripples through the water, the soft splashes echoing around them. At first, the sound was slow and languid, but it quickly grew louder, more intense, as their rhythm built.

 

Soon, the sun would set, and the darkness of night would embrace them once more.

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