My Lycan Miracle

Completing The Ceremony

The crowd settled back into their seats waiting for the final step of my initiation to be completed. My stomach fluttered with nerves. I loved Doug, I loved being with him, but I wasn't an exhibitionist. Knowing that we were required to mate before the entire pack was unsettling, but I would do it for him.

Public mating was an ancient tradition that every pack maintained. It was meant to provide proof that any heir their Luna conceived was truly their Alpha's child. Doug and I had been going at it like bunnies for the last few days, enough so that he had convinced himself I was already pregnant. When I took the test he bought me and it came back negative, we were both disappointed.

"Are you ready?" Doug whispered in my ear causing me to shiver.

I nodded yes, though I was nervous, I was ready to get it over with.

Someone had placed a bed on the dais. It was raised several feet off the platform and Doug had to lift me to place me onto the soft mattress. He leaned in and kissed me gently before signaling for me to position myself on my hands and knees.

I felt a jolt of electricity run through me as his hands touched my skin. I shivered as his hands ran down my back, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his hardness against my back and gloried in it. I whimpered when I felt the warmth of his body move away.

I heard his clothing fall onto the floor and risked glancing back at him. He had shifted into his Lycan form. Doug stood before me in all his Lycan glory. Beautiful. His black and brown fur looked soft, the same as his human eyes, only now they were narrowed to slits staring at me hungrily. His body was massive, nearly seven feet tall. His claws looked lethal, and his fangs were out and dripping with saliva.

My eyes tracked down his body and I gasped as I saw his massive c**k. It was as wide as my wrist (at least it felt that way) and nearly as long as my forearm. Dough let out a low growl that resembled a chuckle as he noticed the direction of my stare. In one quick motion, he sliced the ribbons holding my corset in place and shredded the sheer fabric of my gown so that it fell onto the bed around me.

He grabbed me by my hips, careful not to break my skin with his claws, and pulled me toward him. My eyes grew wide as his snout dipped toward my p***y and he began lapping at me.

I gasped and gripped the mattress for support as he licked me, his long, rough tongue expertly finding my c**t and flicking it.

I moaned and writhed against him, the sensations overwhelming me. I'd never felt anything so good.

The sensations were overwhelming. I'd never felt anything so good.

I moaned and writhed against him, lost in the pleasure he was giving me. I could feel my orgasm building, and I knew I was going to c*m hard.

Suddenly, he stopped. He pulled away from me, and I was bereft at the loss of his tongue.

I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at him. He looked back at me with those deep, intelligent eyes. I had the sudden urge to pet him. I reached out and touched his bristly fur. It was soft.

I looked down. His c**k was hard, pointing straight at me, as if it was reaching for me.

I stroked it with my finger, and he grunted and shook his body in what I thought was pleasure. I leaned in close to him and let my breasts brush against his fur.

I reached down and took his c**k in my hands. Even with both hands, I couldn't fully close them around it. It felt smooth, like skin, and it twitched in my hand. I began stroking it slowly, up and down. The pig grunted again and thrust his hips at me.

That was when I noticed he was rubbing his snout against my p***y again. I realized what he wanted: he wanted to f**k me with that big c**k.

I was terrified, but also incredibly turned on. I was so wet and horny, I didn't care. I wanted it.

I slid my legs open and motioned for him to come closer before planting my hands in front of me on the mattress. He licked my p***y again and again, getting it all wet, then he positioned himself between my legs. He put his paws on the bed and started to push his c**k inside.

His c**k was big and thick, and it was hard to fit inside me. I'd never been f****d by anything that big before. But after a few tries, I finally felt his c**k slide all the way inside me.

I gasped as he started to thrust into me – slowly at first, then faster and faster. His c**k filled me up completely, stretching my p***y in ways it had never been stretched before. I was so wet and turned on, it didn't hurt at all. It felt amazing.

I gasped as he started to go faster and harder, his c**k pounding into me, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. I could feel my p***y tightening around him, and then I came, hard, my body shaking with pleasure. I cried out and grabbed at the bed, gripping the sheets in my hands, as I came.

The Lycans in the ballroom began to strip down and shift as if they were overcome by the s****l energy rolling off me. It was like they were all possessed. I could feel their desire, their need, and it was making my skin tingle.

I watched as one of the Lycans pulled his shirt off. His muscles were rippling, and his chest was a work of art. He had an elaborate tribal tattoo wrapped around his torso, and as he pulled his pants down, I could see his massive erect c**k.

I was so wet. I was so turned on.

The Lycan walked over to me, and I could smell his musk. It was like an aphrodisiac, and I was going crazy. He laid on his back and slid himself under my body, the heat from the breath leaving his snout caressing my c**t.

I moaned as he started to flick his tongue over my c**t. I rode his face, grinding myself against his tongue while Doug continued to slam himself into me from behind.

Suddenly, I felt his tongue flick over my c**t and I was over the edge. I came hard, crying out as the orgasm rocked through me. Doug kept f*****g me through it, prolonging my pleasure until I was weak and trembling.

I wasn't given any time to come down before a female lycan strode toward us, stroke herself.

She moaned as she settled herself onto the male that continued to lap at my p***y. Her long dark hair fell around her face as she leaned forward, took my breast in her mouth.

The female was moaning and I felt the vibrations of her moans against my breast as she sucked and nibbled at my n****e.

In the background, I could hear the sounds of the other lycans f*****g. A female's voice, high and keening in pleasure, rose above the low moans of the others as she came repeatedly.

The sensations were overwhelming. Doug gripped my hips tighter, his claws cutting into my skin as his large c**k pounding into me, the male between my thighs began to lick from my c**t to my overfilled opening as if greedy for the juices coming from me. The female rode him as she moaned against my breast.

I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed out as the orgasm ripped through me, my body shaking uncontrollably. Doug continued to f**k me through my orgasm and the male licked my p***y faster, bringing me to another orgasm before the first had died down.

I was lost in the haze of orgasm. I saw more males move onto the dais, their monstrous c***s in hand. I didn't care. I wanted them all. I wanted their c***s inside me, filling me, f*****g me. I wanted to be their slut.

I felt a c**k at my lips and opened my mouth. I sucked it in, tasting the salt of precum on it. I moaned around it, wanting more. I wanted to please him, to make him come. I wanted him to f**k my face and make me gag on his c**k.

I felt the c**k in my mouth get bigger, pulsating. He was going to come. The next moment, hot semen spurted into my mouth. I swallowed it, sucking and swallowing the cream. I wanted more.

I opened my mouth and let him pull out his c**k. It was wet with my saliva. The male and female on the bed with me moved away and I whimpered. Doug took that as his cue to lift me from the bed, holding me by my throat as he angled me so that his c**k filled me more than I thought possible.

He thrust into me again, harder this time. I gasped, feeling his long d**k fill me. He pulled out and thrust in again, making me mewl. He gripped my throat and thrust into me again and again, f*****g me so hard that I could feel his balls slapping against my ass.

The other two were kissing each other, their hands roaming over each other's bodies. Throughout the ballroom, it was the same. Lycans were paired up, or in groups, their bodies writhing against each other in pleasure.

Doug rammed into me harder, causing me to squeak and my eyes to roll back. I could feel him tensing, could feel his c**k throbbing inside me. Doug slammed into me one last time, shuddered and moaned as he came inside me. I could feel his hot c*m filling me up, and I wrapped my legs around him and held him tight as he collapsed on top of me.

Slowly, he transformed back to his human form, his eyes glazed over in ecstacy.

"Was it supposed to happen like this? I thought everyone else was just supposed to watch." I asked, feeling suddenly self-conscious.

"No." Doug replied, quietly, his brow furrowing. "I don't know what happened. It was like I was suddenly overcome by my baser instincts along with everyone else in the room. I - I think you might have some ability to imprint others with your desire."