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I cocked my head to the side. “No. Like a predator, I am making sure anything and anyone who comes close enough to scent you will know you’re mine.” I snarled, the very thought of another male even looking at her having rage filling every part of me. “My scent covers you, my sweet Marcella, and it’s that smell that will let any other predator know that I’ll shred them apart if they so much as touch you.”

I moved another step forward, and her survival instincts claimed her as she retreated one back, causing a high to fill me as the predator I was rose, as well.

“You came all over me,” she said again and blinked, her lips parting. “Marked me.” She whispered softly those dual words as she looked at the water.

I bared my teeth in the only form of a smile I could give her. “I did, and you look gorgeous covered in my seed.” If I could have laughed, I would have at the anger she threw my way. But I grabbed my cock, which had gone hard in an instant, and started stroking myself all over again, “I can give you more, if you like?”

She made a frustrated sound and turned, storming off toward the shore, and I hummed low in pleasure.

My mate was a force, that was clear, and I hungered to see how much I could push her.

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Wolf

Before we’d made our way back to my lair, Marcella had washed as much as I allowed, because what I refused to let her do was clean off my seed from her clothing. She’d huffed, puffed, and threatened to “kick me in the balls”.

But I’d just smoothed my palm over the side of her neck, down her tits, and over her belly. When she realized I was further rubbing in my cum, she said a few more colorful words in response.

And it made my cock thicken all over again.

After that, I’d taken Marcella back. The fire had been nothing but embers, and after I added a few more pieces of wood to make sure it stayed warm enough in the cave for my little mate, I’d told her to go to our sleeping pallet.

My fiery female had crossed her arms over her chest, kicked up her cute chin, and pursed her lush, pink lips at me before telling me to “fuck off”.

Didn’t she know this push and pull from her turned me on?

I let her sleep as I prowled the outside and made sure there weren’t any other predators stalking my territory. I’d called this lair mine for so long anything that had a brain and wanted to survive knew to stay away.

But I wouldn’t take any chances with my tiny mate. I’d made sure my warnings were seen and smelled and known loud and clear. Body parts of the creatures who’d dared cross onto what was mine had met their end and left to decay as a warning.

I urinated on the trees surrounding my cave, letting my scent saturate the air, dragged my claws over the thick trunks so the gouges would show all, I would do the same to their bodies.

I started making my way back to my Marcella.

Once back in my cave, I made sure the fire was good for the next few hours. I didn’t need the light or heat, but I’d always be prepared for my little human.

She wasn’t built like me, with thick fur or heightened senses. I’d have to be careful with her and stay attuned to her needs.

I grabbed a bladder of water and made my way to our pallet, set it beside her in case she woke and was thirsty, and then just stood there staring down at her.

A thick fur covered her, and the steady rise and fall of her chest told me she slept. I got on the pallet, pulled the furs back, and slipped in behind her so I could curl my body around hers. I wrapped my tail around her belly, the thickness adding warmth to her. And when she reached down and buried her hands in the thick tuft of fur, I hummed in pleasure that she sought me out.

I buried my snout in her hair and inhaled deeply. Having Marcella with me made me feel more content than I ever could have imagined. I never realized how lonely I’d been until I saw her and knew she was mine.

The stiff length of my erection dug into the soft swells of her ass. I didn’t stop myself as I ground against her, rolling my hips. A low hum of need tore through my chest and I grippedmy mate’s generous hip, squeezing gently as I pulled her back against me.

And still she slept, so exhausted that she didn’t even wake. As I scented her, I kept my snout buried in her hair, wanting her branded by me.

I kept rolling my hips back-and-forth, holding her tighter, her ass so full that when I pushed against her a little firmer, my cock pushed against the crease of her leg coverings.

I groaned and pushed the hair away from her neck so I could look at her, drag my tongue over the side of her throat and thrust back and retreat.

Mmm. I wanted to pull her pants down just enough to reveal her ass and feel her warmth.

And so I did just that until she was bared for me.

Marcella moaned slightly, still sleeping, but popping her ass out and telling me how much she wanted this. I pressed forward and felt her cheeks part as my cock nestled in the warm crease.