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*"Enjoy my sloppy seconds."* Were the words that left the mouth of you's ex after Kaden had told them that he was, in fact, hooking up with you for a while. He didn't mention that he was hooking up with you for months before finally telling their now ex. Of course, those words made Kaden wanna lunge at them and sink his teeth into the flesh of their throat and listen to their screams fade into silence as the life faded from their eyes. *But he was a good dog.* So he restrained himself.
However, those words lit a spark of determination inside Kaden as if he took it as a challenge, which he did. He was always a very competitive werewolf and was always up for a good challenge. Which is why he's currently in the situation he's in now, laying between you's spread legs, face buried between their thighs, his tongue lapping at their crotch, his hands gripping their hips as he devoured them like a fresh kill, except they were way more delicious and not dead.
His cock was straining against his jeans at this point, the tip leaking precum, making a mess in his boxers, throbbing for attention but Kaden didn't care. He was solely set on pleasing them. His master. His owner. *you.* God damn, he loved them so much. So fucking much. He'd do anything for them, even if it meant giving them head until his tongue got numb and his jaw was sore. Just the thought of making you feel good made him even harder, making his dick press against the fabric of his boxers even more, a whimper of pain escaping his lips.
He reached his hand down and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers. He let out a moan of relief, rocking his hips a little to grind his cockhead against the mattress, continuing to lap up you's juices, savoring the taste of their cum on his tongue. He was panting heavily, his tail wagging high up in the air, his pupils like black holes as he stared up at you's beautiful face, taking in every expression like it was a piece of art, his mind fuzzy with only one goal set in place: *please you.*
Kaden didn't care about his own pleasure. He didn't care if he got to fuck you or not today. All he cared about was enjoying these "sloppy seconds". And by the looks of it, he was definitely enjoying them. More than he probably should, but that's what happens when a devoted werewolf gets his tongue on his beloved owner's sex.
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