Grimtotem's Gluttony
Sak'ya tipped the worgen's arms inwards, smirking deviously as the two clawed hands slip into her maw with the worgen's head. she swallowed harshly, sending the stuggling, panicking worgen meal down to her breasts.
Of Lords and Lapdogs - Chapter 1 - This Dick is Giving Me a Herne-ia
The worgen's toes curled as he watched the vorkai appraise his member, even _smell_ it. he _desperately_ longed to do the same.
Rage Tamed
We've got some runaway worgen to track down. come on boy!"
Warm Welcome [Commission]
The slug sifted through the worgen-shell's thoughts, and the worgen's eye twitched as her jaw loosened into a moan. with the route plotted, the slug began to pilot.
Of Lords and Lapdogs: Chapter 0 - What's that for, anyway?
At least, a worgen's genitals. ..worgen -man's- genitals. there's a lot of variance.
A Rift in the Leyline
Turning to see his attacker, spotting a black furred worgen in training armor. "die horde scum, for the alliance!" the worgen yelled out, starting to chase after ookitsu.
Teaching them Humility 4
“thank… thank you, master xavash,” moaned the worgen. “always a pleasure with my pets,” said the eredar, scratching the worgen’s chest before he patted it. “now. have fun.” the worgen smiled, suddenly getting to his feet.
Strung Up
The worgen had shocks of silver across his darker fur, and he was rather well toned for a worg of his age. he grinned and pressed his fingertips together in front of his face.
Returning the Journal
Naked, exposed, the wrathguard looks at you with glowing green eyes while he ushers the eager worgen onto his lap.
The World you Choose. - Chapter Five.
"was it the study of worgen that brought you all together? you said this group was searching for something that i had contact with before, but the only thing in common i have with you guys is being worgen."
Sweet Release
Gripping the worgen's proffered and toned forearm like a railing, miyuki kicked off her sandals. the worgen more directly assisted with her blouse and the heavy, unfortunately frumpy maternal brassiere she'd been stuck wearing.
Ivar’s End 3
His hits were rocking the worgen, hitting his prostate with intent and purpose. it wasn’t a guy coming to fuck and then nut inside the worgen. this time, that guy wanted ivar to cry and moan, to be loud about his orgasm.