Chapter 18 Werewolf Bro (2)

• "They wouldn't drink it if it was nasty," Jacob countered. "Lay down." Doing as commanded, Angel swung her feet up to lay on the bed. Jacob followed almost immediately and placed himself between her legs.
• His c*ck jerked erratically with his arousal and she could see it pulse visibly. With the multi-colored blood vessels visible just below the shiny skin, the throbbing flesh looked even more inhuman than before. She let out a soft whimper that was a mix of fear and revulsion upon seeing the sack at the base inflate slightly.
• As Jacob got into position above her, sliding only the point of his dick between her swollen nether lips to help line himself up, he ran what was supposed to be a calming hand over one of his sister's cheeks. He saw that he failed in the wary, almost frightened expression that immediately took up residence on her face.