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The fur begins to sprout along his arms, his shirt shreds like plastic against heat as his chest expands. His once human skin covers in fur as his face distorts into his humanoid form. I’ve never seen it in person, only the whispered words and tales that gossiping old hens say. If I thought his wolf form was large, it has nothing on his humanoid form.

Where he was once hovering over me at eye level, is now a ripped and defined chest with that beautiful smokey gray fur that I’ve loved for a long time. When his transformation is complete, he looks down at me. Eyes glowing, a raw and desperate growl rips from his throat.

“Shadow,” the words whisper out of me in reverence.

His long, slender tongue licks along his jaw before he takes his razor sharp black claw and runs it down my favorite band tee. Right down the center as it gives away like butter against a hot knife.

My body arches to meet him as the cool forest breeze meets my bare skin. My nipples harden to a point of pain as I’m laid bare beneath him.

“Stop holding back on me, I won’t break.”

And Goddess help me—he does.

His claw, fur-lined hands contrast against my rose skin as he grips my thighs spreading me open. Leaning down, his tongue runs along the inside of my thigh in one long, languid stroke. Closing in on my aching, swollen pussy dripping with slick, I whimper as he moves right past it and begins working his tonguealong my opposite thigh. His grip so tight on my thighs I couldn’t possibly move if I tried, and boy do I try.

His tongue stroks along my skin as if he is savoring every single inch of me before he finally comes back to my core. I can feel it pulsing, begging for his ministrations. His long snout hovers right above it as his piercing eyes look up at me.

“I told you I’d let you chase.” His voice vibrates along my skin, gravely and low. “But this part? This part is all mine.”

I gasp as his tongue plungs inside me, swirling as my torso lifts off the ground. My hands are scrambling to find anything to hold onto. Grasping his fur along his shoulders, I hold on for dear life as the whimpers and pleas pour out of me. He hits a spot deep inside me and the moan that leaves me could be heard by the birds high above us in the clouds.

I don’t even have time to prepare before he is shoving me right over the precipice into an orgasm. Between the hunt, the adrenaline, and his tongue…my ears ring as the orgasm washes over me. Grasping the back of his head by tufts of fur, I grind my pussy against his snout, wringing every single drop of cum out of me.

My body falls back like a limp noodle, all the adrenaline rushing out of me right along with the orgasm. His dark, deep chuckle rings out across the silence as I try to catch my breath.

“We are far from done,” he says as he flips me over onto my hands and knees, wrapping my long, brown hair around his clawed hand.

His thick, hard dick rubs against me, the ridges of his swollen knot hitting my clit causing me to gasp. I don’t even realize it but my legs spread a little more, making room for him as my back arches.

“You look so pretty all splotchy from our hunt, skin slick with sweat, back arched presenting your glistening cunt to me.”

“Ple…please Cal,” I whimper.

He continues to rock his knot against my clit.

“Please, what?”

“Please fuck me.”

He plunges into me in a single, devastating thrust.

Every delicious inch of him stretches me wider, deeper than I even thought was possible. I thought sex with him in his human form was the best, but this is a whole different experience. Everything is larger in this form. I cry out as he pulls back an inch—half from pleasure, half from disbelief.

“I’m not going to be gentle. Your pleas are going to go unanswered. But I can promise you an orgasm unlike any other.”

He sets a brutal and beautiful rhythm, all rut-driven hunger and reverent groans.

Our scents mingle in the air—smoke, wildflowers, and primal passion.

His knot hits my entrance over and over, each time slipping a little further in. His claw-tipped finger reaches under me, gently flicking my clit before he pinches it between two claws. That’s all it takes for the first wave of the orgasm to start before he grips my hips, slamming his knot fully into me.

“I’m going to fill you with so much cum there’s no way you leave this forest not pregnant. I will keep at it until I’m satisfied that you’re bred and full.”

His knot swells, locking him in place as wave after wave of my orgasm crashes over me. His dick pulsing inside me as the ropes of cum fill my womb. Our labored breaths and moans fill the silence of the forest.

Using my hair, he pulls me up until my back is flush with his stomach.

“You think I was joking little Leni. We are far from done.”