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My shaft was hard, the thick knot in the center growing as I envisioned all the filthy things I’d do to her once I had her back in my lair.

Gripping my shaft, I tightened my hold around that swollen girth. The knot was a primal part of my anatomy that would lock inside of her so I could pump her full of my cum. It would ensure I wasted no drop.

I couldn't help but imagine her tiny body under mine as I pistoned in and out before finally feeling her walls clamp around me as she found her release. She was so much smaller than me, like a little bird.

I groaned at the vision my mind conjured up of her pussy tightening. That’s what would push me over the edge and into my own carnal ecstasy.

I pumped my paw faster and harder. Every muscle in my body was tight, and I had to open my mouth slightly to get enough oxygen.

Holding in my growl of pleasure was torture, and as much as I wanted her awake so she could watch me pleasure myself in front of her, jerking off at the sight of her sleeping was a turn-on I wouldn’t deny myself.

My big, hairy balls tightened with my impending orgasm, and I kept my upper body hunched over as I gripped the wooden frame above me with my other hand. My claws dug into the wood and I hissed through my fangs.

Theslap slap slapof my pawmoving swiftly over my ribbed shaft was obscenely loud, which only fueled my need to come even more.

And when she breathed out softly and turned her face toward me, I couldn’t hold in my purr of pleasure.

I felt the ridges that lined my cock become more pronounced as my pleasure rose. I felt the crown swell, and glanced down to watch a thick, white drop of cum spill out of the slit at the tip.

With my focus back, lowering my gaze to her ample tits and watching as her nipples stabbed through the material, pushed me over the edge. I came, feeling jet after jet of milky white seed spray out of my cock and coat her cotton-covered breasts. I positioned my dick so I could mark her full belly and thick thighs, needing her to be covered by my cum so she smelled only of me.

A growl rumbled from me. It was low and deep, but not loud enough she’d wake. I dug my claws even deeper into the banister of her sleeping platform, scraping them down slowly so they left deep grooves.

The pleasure was endless, but this wasn’t about getting off, even if it felt incredible. This was about marking the female I’d deemed as mine.

This was about making her smell like me, so all other predators would know I took her and if they so much as came close to her, I’d rip their throats out.

I squeezed my paw around the crown of my cock, pushing out another drop of seed and angling myself so a thick line of cum dribbled out of the tip and covered her mouth. For a second, that single rope of cum connected us.

Oh, she was perfect with my seed painting her, and even prettier when I reached out with my oversized paw and ran a digit over her mouth, smearing it into her plump lips.

I leaned in, her curvy body so much tinier than my beastly form. She was so soft, all smooth skin and dark waves spread out around her.

Her breath moved along the fur of my neck, smelling like fermented berries. My mouth watered to see if she tasted as sweet.

I ran the tip of my snout along her cheek, scenting her, my cock hardening all over again.So perfect.

I didn’t deny myself as I let my tongue move along the side of her face, tasting my little human female.

There was no more waiting. It was time I finally made her mine.

7

Marcella

Too much wine.

That was the first thought in my head as I woke and gave a groggy groan, a pounding already present behind my eyes. In fact, that’s what woke me up.

I rolled over and snuggled underneath the sleeping bag further, the early morning chill in the air like a bite to my exposed skin.

But as I shifted, my clothes tugged against my skin, scratching at me uncomfortably. And then there was the tightness around my mouth as if something had dried on it.

I felt my brows lower in confusion as I unzipped the sleeping bag and pulled the top away, looking down at my body.

At first I saw nothing, but upon closer inspection I could see parts of my thermal top and bottoms had some kind of dried substance on them. I reached out and picked at it, the material stiff.

I ran the digits along my mouth, feeling some substance covering them.