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Beast

I could have been sightless and I still would have found her.

I inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her anxiousness, her anticipation, her… arousal. Belle wanted me to chase her, was needy for me to be the hunter and her the prey.

And that was exactly what I was as I tore through the forest, swiping at the trunks of trees with my claws, splitting them in half.

I felt the blood pumping through my veins faster and harder as the anticipation and excitement of catching her filled me.

My muscles swelled, and my cock got thicker in preparation for claiming her, of parting her thighs and forcing myself deep inside her tight heat. I anticipated filling her up with my cum and making her womb grow with my child.

I impatiently tore at my trews, rendering material and letting it fall to the forest floor. I growled low when my cock was freed, pre-cum already a steady flow out the tip.

I felt most in my element right now, a beastly creature with nothing but nature and wilderness covering me as I chased down my prey.

I had given her a head start, and could easily catch her right now, but I stayed back, watching as she weaved in and out through the trees, periodically looking over her shoulder at me.

I got harder, more aroused chasing her like this. I could hear her harsh breathing, her slight inhalation as she sucked in a breath when she saw I was right behind her.

So close I could sense the salty sweat that dotted her brow, could smell the adrenaline seeping out of her pores, and could all but taste the sweet honey that spilled from her cunt.

I reached a paw out and gripped the laces of her dress, tearing at them until the material opened in two parts. Her silky smooth back was revealed, and I growled in pleasure.

She cried out, and it wasn’t a cry of fear but of excitement.

“Run faster, little rabbit. I can smell your sweet, honey-coated pussy.”

In a move faster than she would ever be able to contemplate, I tore at her dress. She cried out then moaned but lost her footing, falling forward. I grabbed her waist and spun her around, pressing her onto the moss-covered ground and bracing my paws on either side of her head.

She was curvy with a womanly body, all thick thighs, a nice rounded belly, and breasts that were large and supple. Her nipples were a deep shade of red and hard from the chilly air, and my mouth watered for a taste.

“I’m going to devour you.” I gripped both of her wrists and lifted her arms above her head, then leaned back and used my other paw to force her legs open.

Her scent surrounded me instantly, and my body swayed as I leaned in and ran my face over her belly then lower still to her mound. She smelled incredible, all musky sweetness and mine.

My tail whipped back and forth and I dragged the tip over one of her legs and back down to curl it around her ankle, pulling her leg open even wider.

She lay still for me, panting, her mouth parted as she stared at me with all the desire consuming her.

“I want you to tell me that you are mine, and to admit you will surrender in all ways.”

She squeezed her hands tightly into fists, but I still kept them above her head, looking down at her stretched-out body, taking in all the perfect, beautiful dips and hollows that made her extraordinarily beautiful.

“Be my good girl and answer me. Tell your beastly husband that you know you are mine in all ways.” I leaned in and ran my nose along the edge of her face, down the side of her throat, and kept descending as I scented her.

“I don’t know what changed,” she panted and opened her eyes, but they were barely parted, just opened enough to let me see her desire reflected back at me.

I allowed myself to scent her, moving back up the center of her chest, between her breasts, and was still as I inhaled deeply. “Mmm, so sweet I could eat you alive.” I pulled back and watched as her breasts shook from her forceful breathing.

The aroma of her soaked pussy had my cock jerking and leaking copious amounts of cum, dripping between her thighs.

I wanted to rub all that seed into her flesh, make her smell like me until she was marked as mine and mine alone.

My focus was trained on the sight of those twin fleshy mounds shaking as she gave me a soft, sweet moan.

“I see myself as yours, Beast.”

I leaned back even more so I could really get a good look at her, and let my tail slide along her inner thigh, the furry tip teasing that soft junction where her cunt and leg met. She gasped and tried to close her legs, and I growled out a warning.

“You are going to lie there and take what I give you like a good girl.” She licked her lips and I was riveted to the sight.

“Yes.”

“Tell me why.” My voice was guttural, harsh, and so inhuman I did not know if she could even hear me clearly.

“Because I want you to fuck your wife… to claim me in the primal way you desire.”

To reward her, I leaned forward, keeping my gaze latched on hers, and spit on her pussy, letting the saliva prime her already soaked cunt.

She squirmed and groaned, and I pulled back and grinned a no-doubt terrifying visage of one, and brought the tip of my tail down on her swollen cunt.

“Ahhh,” she cried out and arched her back, her big tits bouncing from the sudden force.

“Be still and let your monster of a husband spank this little pussy.” I brought my tail down again, over and over on her soaked folds at the same time I let go of her thigh and moved my paw up the center of her chest and circled her slender throat.

I added pressure to her neck as I kept swatting her pussy, making sure I spanked her clit harder each time I brought it down.

She thrashed her head back and forth as I grew feral with the need to sink deep in her cunt, to make her stretched, to hear her cry out because I was far too big for her to take comfortably.

“Please,” she cried out. “Please, Beast. I don’t know if I can take much more.”

I had my face right by hers then, our mouths close enough that my tusks nearly touched each side of her jaw. “You will take every single thing I have to give, and when you think you can’t take any more, you will beg me not to stop.”

I ran my tongue along her lips, over her jaw, along her cheeks, and licked her like the fiend I was. I lapped at her throat, inhaling her scent in the process because I couldn’t get enough.

My cock was a leaking faucet of cum, my seed smearing all over her thighs, my cock throbbing with need. The tissue in the center of my shaft throbbed, just waiting to be buried in her pussy so it could swell and knot inside of her, keeping us locked so she was forced to take my cum.

I hummed in approval, letting my tail slither along her belly, the tip teasing her nipples. I smacked those tips until they were hard and wet, the hair at the end of my tail wet from her cunt juices.

I brought the tip to my nose and ran the end under my nostrils, smelling the musky scent of her need for me. “I want to fuck you right here on the dirty ground, with the moon above us, the cool forest air around us, and your cries of pleasure filling my ears.”

When I looked between her thighs, I saw she was lifting her hips, as if she were silently begging me to fuck her. And I would, like the nasty fucking creature I was.

I leaned forward and gripped her behind her knees, brought her legs up to press to her chest, and stared at how pink and spread open her pussy was for me.

And then I spit on her cunt again right before I leaned in and started licking at her juicy folds.

Although she was drenched, her pussy cream dripping down the crease of her ass, Belle needed to be good and sloppy for when I finally fucked her.

My cock was too long, too thick and big, and she would need all the help she could get taking every last inch.

My fangs and tusks and the overall size of my face made it hard to do much else but lick her cleft and clit. I wanted to get in there nice and deep, suck that bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs and feel her quiver and come for me.

But she was far too small and tender for the likes of the primal fucking I wanted. My sweet, soft human wife needed me to be gentle this first time.

So I got my fill as much as I could, her moans and the way she ground her cunt against my mouth having my cock kick and my big balls draw up. I was so full, so ready to fill her up.

I moved a little lower so I could drag my tongue along her tight asshole, her pussy cream having slipped down the crease to coat the tight ring of muscle. I pressed my tongue into her, forcing it inside of her sweet, supple body, feeling her squeeze the muscle.

I grunted, made harsh sounds that vibrated her ass, and when she reached out and gripped my horns, I groaned so loud a few birds startled overhead. I licked and licked and licked her asshole, so feverish for her I needed my little female now.

“Ah, my sweet Belle. I cannot wait until I am in your tight heat and you are sucking me dry, milking all my seed out because you are hungry for it.”

I broke the suction I had on her ass and started licking her thighs, alternating between her legs, lapping at her soft flesh, unable to get enough.

I was so hungry for her as I drew my large, textured tongue over her mound, along her soft belly, dipping it into her navel before moving up and sucking her nipples into my mouth again.

I couldn’t get enough of these twin, tight beads as I let my fangs gently scrape along them, feeling them tighten up further. I pulled back long enough to see that I left marks, bruises that looked pretty on her skin and were another branding that had the animalistic side of me roaring out in triumph.

I was so fucking hard at the sight of our differences. She had soft, peach-colored skin and a tiny, smooth face with big eyes, a pert nose, and full lips. She was curvy but still so much smaller than me.

And here I was, an ugly monster covered in dark fur still getting the beauty. I may have fangs and tusks sprouting from my mouth, making it impossible to kiss her properly, or even eat her sweet cunt out as thoroughly as I wanted, but I’d make sure she was well pleased.

And I’d ensure that I fucked her well, by claiming my human wife over and over again until she walked bowlegged and her pussy was sore from my huge cock plowing it.

I wrapped my tail loosely around her throat to keep her in place as I flattened my tongue and dragged it up her chin and over her lips before plunging it in her mouth. I repeated this action over and over again until she had her back arched and her tits pressed against my chest.

The kiss was sloppy and wet, so noisy it was like two wild animals rutting in the darkened forest.

“I need…” Her voice was breathy, barely audible.

“I know what you need.” I leaned back on my hind legs and gripped the heavy base of my cock, stroking myself from root to tip, squeezing out thick ropes of cum so it dripped out and covered her pussy.

While staring at her face, I continued to stroke myself as I moved my tail back down between her thighs and teased her clit. She lifted up on her elbows, staring down the length of her body at what I was doing to her.

“Beast,” she whispered but her words were cut off when I started teasing her opening with the tip of my tail before slowly pushing it in.

Her jaw went slack and her head tipped back as if she didn’t have the strength to hold it up any longer. I moved my thumb along the bundle of nerves to the top of her pussy, rubbing it back and forth, all the while masturbating like a dirty fiend.

“Come for me, Belle. Give this monster the pleasure of watching you come unhinged.” I pushed my tail deeper in her, feeling her pussy muscles clamp down on it. “Come on, darling. Give it all to me.” I curled the tip of my tail upward, teasing that walnut-sized bundle inside of her at the same time I added more pressure to her clit.

I snarled and pumped my fist faster over my cock as she seized up beneath me and gave me what I wanted.

Her hands went to her hair as she tugged the strands and orgasmed.

My focus was riveted to her cunt, her pussy hole filled with my tail, her folds covered in cum from my leaking cock. And when she squirted, clear fluid spraying from that pretty pussy and covering the base of my tail and tops of my thighs, I came, too.

I grunted and growled as my seed made a mess all over her, and when she gasped and I felt her pussy muscles tighten again on my tail, feeling her climax again, my entire body shook with ecstasy.

Cum poured out of me and I caught it in my paw, filling my palm with the hot, thick seed before looking back at my wife. “Open for me, sweetheart.”

She was panting as she parted her lips further and obeyed me so well. Cum overflowed my paw as I brought it to her mouth, seed dribbling onto her belly and breasts, her neck and chin. I reached out with my free paw and gripped her jaw, forcing her to open wider for me as I tipped my palm and poured all that cum into her waiting mouth.

“Swallow all of it. You are not going to waste one drop, darling.”

Her moan was low and long as she drank all of the seed I had to give her, reaching up and catching droplets that slipped from her lips. She brought those fingers back to her mouth and sucked them clean.

“My good girl,” I purred.

My cock was still hard and ready to breed her. I shifted back down and ran my furry cheeks and jaw all over the tops of her thighs. I let my saliva spill from my mouth as I kept rubbing myself on her, wanting every single part of me on her.

I purred as I kept rubbing my face over her belly and higher until her tits were smeared with her wetness as well as the scent of my cum and spit, branding her.

I slammed my paws on either side of her head, gouged my claws into the dirt, and dug my hind legs into the earth so that when I was buried to the balls in her body, I’d really get in there deep.

She was so tiny beneath me, all pink, tender skin, a vulnerable human body, and the most gorgeous thing I’d ever witnessed as she stared up at me with wide eyes and a parted mouth.

“Open up for me like a good girl,” I growled, unable to close my mouth fully because my fangs were too long, too sharp. “Head to the side. Let me see that pretty throat.”

She moaned and tipped her head back, baring the side of her neck. My mouth watered, my jaw ached. And then I was striking like a cobra, sinking my teeth into her, giving her my mark.

This was nothing but a superficial, primal, and animalistic need in me. Her wound would heal, but I would do it all over again. Every fucking time I was buried balls deep in her tight cunt, I would mark her.

I would hold her tight enough she had bruises on her arms and legs so that anyone who saw her would know that she was mine.

They would be able to smell me on her, see my possession on her creamy flesh, and know she was loved well, fucked thoroughly and regularly, and that she was mine above all else.

I broke the bite and looked down at the twin open wounds on her throat. I rubbed my cheeks across that bite, smearing the blood on both of us. I smelled the coppery tang of it in my nose, and lifted a paw to wipe my face, rubbing it all over my fur.

Fuck, that smelled good. And tasted even better when I ran my tongue over my lips, lapping at the blood, her pussy cream, and the clean taste of her asshole after eating her out.

“I hope you are ready,” I said in a distorted voice against the shell of her ear. “Because even if you have second thoughts, you are mine, sweet girl. Forever.”

“Yes,” she breathed, her voice husky.

“Reach down and grab my huge cock, place it at your cunt, and then hold on because I am going to fuck you until you can’t see straight.”

I felt her fingers tremble as she shoved her hand between our bodies, took hold of my leaking cock, and placed the knobby head at her hole then slowly pushed in, taking her virginity, before slowly pulling out.

I breathed out a shuddering breath as I felt the tight, wet heat of her cunt. “Now grab my horns like a good girl. Stroke them like they were my cock and you were desperate for me to get off.”

She reached up without preamble and gripped the base of my horns, and my entire body shuddered at how fucking good that felt.

I moved my tail along her thigh, curling it around her ankle for a second before slipping it between our bodies and teasing her asshole with the tip once again.

“Look at how small you are, so fragile compared to me.” I thrust into her and she cried out. “So tiny and weak, frail in comparison, taking a monster cock like you were made for it.”

She made the sweetest mewls, the loudest cries for me to never stop. “I need more. Never stop. Never.”

“Oh I won’t, sweet girl. I’ll fuck you over and over again until I get you pregnant. I’ll never stop even after that, making you take all my cum, covering your body with it so you grow addicted for it every fucking night.”

She wasn’t speaking, but kept making noises that turned me on even more, made me even more wild in my frenzied need.

I thrust the tip of my tail into her ass, braced my paws on either side of her body, dug my back claws into the earth, and started throwing my hips back and forth, unable to give her gentle, sweet, and soft.

I fucked her savagely, not thinking of anything but getting us off, of my pleasure and breeding with her. I was running on pure instinct now, and nothing else mattered except the sweet scent of my female’s arousal.

“Give me one more, let me feel that cunt milking me because your body is hungry for more of what only I can give you.”

“Yesss,” she moaned and it was her orgasm that set off my own.

I slammed into her once, twice, three times, and on the fourth, I buried every inch of my ribbed shaft in her, feeling my knot start to thicken, my big hairy balls starting to tighten close to my body with my impending orgasm.

“Beast,” she screamed as her climax peaked again, and that was my undoing.

I threw my head back and roared.

I came and came and came so much I felt my seed spilling out, squirting out from where we were connected and coating our thighs and bellies.

“You’re doing so good,” I said huskily, shakily, as it was hard to even speak the words. “Making me come so hard.” My voice was barely audible as she kept moving her palms up my horns until she was at the tips. Then she slid her hands back down, stroking them as if she were jerking me off.

“They’re so thick and hard.”

I groaned as my orgasm kept going on and on, a crescendo of pleasure and pain that I never wanted to end.

Having her touch my horns was like a direct line to my cock, an electrical current that made it all the more pleasurable.

I’d knotted inside of her, the center of my cock swelling to the point it was painful in the best fucking way as it ensured I was locked deep in her body.

“So good. You are doing so good, you feel so fucking good, my little human wife.” Her pussy clamped around me again. “No one will ever make me feel so damn feral with desire, or make me come so fucking hard.”

I was still pumping out spurts of seed, making sure her womb was filled, making sure there was no way she wouldn’t carry my baby after tonight.

The sounds that came from me were inhuman, a testament to how far gone I was.

With my hands caging her in on either side of her body, my claws dug into the ground, dirt embedded underneath them, my focus landed on her shoulders, where I’d scratched her the hell up, those claw marks covering her pale skin. And then I looked at her throat, where my bite mark was nice and prominent.

A wave of possessiveness, of proprietary need, slammed into me, and I snarled and fucked her harder, having to hold her in place as I pounded into her soft, but tight pussy.

I leaned forward and dragged my tongue across that mark, over and over again, licking at the droplets of blood that beaded from the puncture wounds.

She tasted sweet and coppery. She tasted like mine.

My knot grew harder, the rising swelling even more, teasing and pressing against the sensitive inner walls of her deliciously hot cunt.

It was long moments of me unable to pull out of her tight heat, not that I wanted to. I could’ve stayed buried deep in her body and never been happier. But when I felt the swelling of the knotting start to go down, I forced myself to pull out of her.

I groaned; she moaned and gasped.

I knew she had to be sore, and that had hard pleasure filling me all over again.

Right before I fully pulled out, I leaned back and looked down, humming in appreciation at the sight of her virgin blood all over my big, swollen cock.

“Say it,” I demanded without looking up from between her thighs.

“I’m yours,” she said without more prompting.

“Yeah, you are, my sweet, perfect girl.” I pulled out that last inch, my thick cock head popping free of her swollen, soaked, and pink pussy.

I wanted nothing more than to plunge back inside. But the next best thing was keeping her gloriously thick thighs spread open so I could be a voyeur and watch as my cum poured out of her like a geyser.

Thick rivers of semen slipped out of her pussy hole and slid down the crack of her ass to pool underneath her on the ground.

My cock ached painfully, and I could have fucked her all night, pounding into her over and over again as I kept filling her up. But I knew my small human wife was sore.

She needed rest, to recoup, and gather her strength for more of the rough fucking I had planned.

Besides… we had our entire lives for me to continue to devour her. And I hoped she was ready, because I didn’t plan on ever stopping.

The fairy tales were wrong…

Beauty could want the Beast.