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Wolf

W hen she parted her thighs for me, allowing access to her sweet, sweet fucking pussy, I growled in carnal need.

“More, Marcella.” My voice was almost unrecognizable from my primal desire. “Spread wider and let me see the slit I’m feasting on tonight.”

She opened a little more, but I grew impatient. I gripped my claws under the back of her knees, jerked her legs open—hearing her gasp—and lifted them up to press to her chest.

“W-wait,” she said, and I snarled. I hated that fucking word.

“No more waiting.” I tightened my claws around the back of her legs and kept her right where I wanted her. “You need me to lick this cunt and get you off, don’t you?”

I let my gaze trail over her nicely rounded and full belly, over her heaving chest and big tits that shook slightly, and looked at her face.

Her pussy lips were glossy, pink, and juicy, and I couldn’t help but inhale sharply. She smelled sweet and musky and everything that I didn’t know could be addicting.

I’d never wanted to indulge in anything in my life, but with my mate, I wanted to gorge.

“I’m going to need to do this every night.” I leaned in, rubbing my snout along her inner thigh.

Even her skin tasted good, fresh, like the water that came down the creek from the mountaintop.

Reaching up, I gripped the soft skin of her belly and rumbled in appreciation as she gave me a nice pawful.

And then I took my fill of my soft little human.

I thrust my tongue into her tiny pussy hole, forcing the thick, wide, and textured muscle inside. She cried out and tried to push me away, but I growled in warning.

“ Mine .”

“It’s too much.”

I retreated to let her body get accustomed. “You’ll take it all. It’ll hurt. You might even cry, but you like me tongue-fucking this perfect slit. You like knowing this monster is getting you off.”

I looked up the length of her body to see her eyes wide and her pulse beating frantically at the base of her throat.

“Now be my good girl and ask me to fuck you with my tongue again.” She didn’t answer right away, and I dug my claws into her thighs hard enough I knew I pricked the skin. I smelled the tangy scent of her blood and held back my groan.

She gasped, then… moaned.

My female liked a little pain. I could give her enough to push her over the edge so she’d soak me.

“I want that,” she finally whispered, and looked down at the marks I’d given her, the scratches from my claws that had broken the skin.

They weren’t deep, wouldn’t scar, but droplets of blood welled along the lines. Before I could stop myself, I leaned in and dragged my tongue across them, licking at the coppery taste of her essence.

“Holy shit, Wolf. You did not just do that,” she whispered, but there was no disgust in her voice.

And as I dragged my tongue across the scratch marks again, I looked in her eyes to let her watch as I did this very carnal act.

“God,” she breathed out.

“Your God won’t save you from me and all I have planned.”

I couldn’t get enough of the nectar that spilled from her pussy as I moved my tongue through her slick lips, over her swollen little clit, and finally sliding down and plunging it into her tight hole repeatedly.

I fucked her this way, and every time I pressed my tongue into her body my cock gave a harsh jerk, throbbed, and pre-cum spilled from me until I made a sticky, puddled mess beneath me.

I tightened my hold on her belly further, knowing my claws were breaking the skin, but she kept moaning, kept lifting her hips and grinding her pussy against my face.

“That’s it. Rub this little pussy all over my snout, get my fur soaked so all I smell is your juices,” I said against her saturated flesh, and she came for me, her back bowing off of the furs, her big tits jiggling, her nipples tight and hard.

I had my paws around those massive mounds and squeezed, plucking at the peaks, rolling them between the digits until I knew it hurt, until I felt all her cream spill out and onto my tongue.

And I drank it up, swallowed every fucking drop. I’d die if I didn’t taste her every night, if I didn’t have the flavor of her orgasm sliding down my throat and filling my belly.

She was still riding that high of pleasure when I gave her slit one more last long, languished lick and pulled away.

My perfect human blinked up at me with a dazed expression on her face, and watched as I palmed my cock, stroking myself and pushing even more seed out of the crest.

The way she bit her bottom lip and then dragged her tongue over the plump flesh, had me baring my teeth, saliva dripping off of my fangs because I was so fucking hungry and primal for her.

“Come here.”

Marcella slowly rose, then got into position on her knees as I rose to my full height.

“Open,” I demanded, towering over her.

She parted her lips and stared at my dick. “It turns me on to see all of that ribbing lining the length, knowing that the center of your dick swells when you’re aroused.”

I was eager to show her it not only swelled, it would also lock me inside of her.

Pre-cum dribbled out of the slit at the tip, and every time I stroked toward the crown and then moved to the base again, I pulled back the extra skin, revealing the thick, bulbous head with more clarity.

“Tell me how much you like my cock.” My huge balls swayed from the force as I stroked myself faster.

I was full of cum, ready to fill my little human until it spilled out of her as soon as I pulled my dick from the tight grip of her pussy.

“I love it,” she whispered, and moved closer, opening her mouth, her jaw getting wider as she slowly slipped her tongue out, expectant and waiting for me.

I brought the tip of my shaft down on her tongue, slapping the muscle over and over again, letting my semen cover the pink muscle until it turned a milky white.

“Swallow,” I snarled, and watched as she gave my cockhead a lick before she closed her mouth and did as I said, drinking my cum. “Open again.”

As soon as she parted those lips, I shoved my dick inside, pushing all the way in until the back of her throat kissed the tip.

She gagged, her eyes watering as she stared up at me, but she didn’t back away. My Marcella gripped my thigh fur and held on as I started pulling out and pushing in, making her take as much as she could.

“You look so pretty with a mouthful of my cock.”

I pumped into her a few more times, spraying more cum down her throat before I pulled out, her lips making a popping sound when the suction broke.

She’d soon find out that I could come many times in a night, and I’d show her that fact right now, as I started jerking off furiously, aiming my dick right at her face, and then exploded.

I painted her mouth and chin, her neck and her chest with milky white ropes of semen. Her tits were shaking from the force of her breathing, and I’d seen nothing prettier than my female marked by me in this carnal way.

With one last spurt across her lips, I groaned, “lick it off.”

She obeyed so nicely as she ran her tongue along her lips, then gathered what she could from her face to bring it to her mouth and sucked her fingers clean.

“Rub it in.” I was still hard as I watched her reach down and smooth her palms all over her skin, smearing all of me into her creamy flesh.

With a ferocious howl, I pushed her back down, jerked her legs open wide, and then slid my palm between her tits to grip her throat.

I could feel her pulse beating rapidly underneath her skin, and added slight pressure as I positioned myself.

She was so small underneath me, all pale skin against my dark fur, so very different from my beastly visage.

And I’d seen nothing more beautiful in my existence.

Her pussy was so tiny compared to my thick cock, but she’d learn to take me, and her body would become accustomed to my size.

I notched the head at her entrance and, with no warning, with no kind of extra preparation, I thrust in hard, seating myself as deep as I could. I forced her to take it all, and her cry was one of pleasure and pain.

“It’s too big,” she cried out, and placed her palms flat on my abdomen, adding pressure as if to push me off. “You’re just too much.”

“You can handle it. You were made to stretch for me. You will take all of me.” I tightened my hold on her neck as I eased out of her, keeping the crown lodged inside of her before I slowly pushed back in.

I did this repeatedly, letting her get used to the feeling of me stretching her.

Only when she relaxed against the furs did I slide my hands down her generous hips, gripping her tightly there, and then started fucking her raw like the animal I was.

I jerked her down on my length at the same time I thrust back up, the sound of wet skin slapping together, filling the cavern, and causing jets of seed to explode out of me.

But I didn’t stop. I kept going harder and faster, riveted to the sight of her tits bouncing before I glanced down at how stretched and pink her pussy was around my dick.

“Oh God, it hurts…”

“You love it,” I growled, and she moaned, nodding and affirming that she did fucking love it. “Take all of me,” I snarled. I leaned forward only long enough to drag my tongue along the side of her face. “Take every inch until it hurts and you’re splitting in two.”

It wasn’t in my nature to go slow or be gentle. I’d never done or known such acts in my life. As a solitary creature of the woods, I had to be fierce and aggressive, strong and territorial. It was the only way to survive.

A part of me wanted to be sweet with Marcella, to show her I wasn’t this beast that rendered flesh with my fangs or tore limbs apart with my claws.

But the stronger side of me was all primal, more dominant, and I really plowed into her, swinging my hips back and forth until the sloppy sounds of her wet pussy sucking at my ribbed cock filled my head. I heaved, wanting this to last, wanting to rail her until the sun came up.

I needed to go deeper.

Gripping one of her legs, I lifted it up, pressing the top of her thigh to her chest. I wrapped my tail around her ankle and did the same to her other leg.

Then I stared down at her cunt and fucked her brutally. “So pink. So wet. You’ll be sore once I’m done with you.”

I bared my teeth, making sure she was focused on me when I gritted out, “I’ll fuck you repeatedly until my seed takes and you’re mine in all ways.”

My sweet mate, so fragile yet taking my dick like she was born for it.

I pulled out so suddenly, gripped her waist to flip her over, and pulled her up so she was on her hands and knees.

I brought my paws down on her, spanking her, watching the big mounds jiggle from the motion. And I pulled those ass cheeks apart, staring at that tight little hole between them.

“Once I’ve broken you in, I’m going to fuck this hole too.” I smoothed a digit along the tightness, pressing in slightly before gripping the base of my shaft, lining it up with her pussy, and plunging into her body.

I bent over her, latched my mouth on to the side of her throat, sank my fangs in, and pounded into her harder and faster with each passing second. I snarled against her throat when she told me to slow down. My teeth latched on to her, an act showing her I was the dominant.

I was the one who did the fucking.

And when I felt her inner muscles tighten around me, I gave in to the need to go over the edge.

I teased her clit with the tip of my tail and felt her finally orgasm. My knot swelled, and the ribs along my length hardened. I came so hard that I had to break away from her neck and roar out my release.

And all the while I was mindful to keep playing with her clit, to keep dragging out her pleasure until I could feel our combined wetness being forced out of where we were joined.

My orgasm tore through me and kept climbing until I grew dizzy from it, until the only thing I was mindful of was the thrusting of my hips back-and-forth. I fucked my mate so hard that when I glanced at Marcella, I could see she had to brace one hand on the cavern wall in front of her to keep stable.

I leaned back to stare at where I fucked her, my cum and her pussy nectar slipping out from the sides and making a big mess beneath.

“Don’t stop, Wolf. Don’t stop.” She kept chanting those two words, and I raked my claws down her sides, scratching her as I made my way to her ass and started spanking the cheeks repeatedly.

I curled one paw on the back of her neck, pushing her face down, popping her ass up, and I rutted between her legs like a feral creature in heat.

With one last pulse of cum shooting into her body, my knot swelled another fraction, ripping a groan from me at how incredible it felt. I stayed locked in her, unwilling to let go of this feeling.

She collapsed forward, and I wrapped my forearm around her stomach, lowering us to the pallet so that I could curl my body around her. Marcella had her back to my chest, and I slipped my tail between her legs to lift one up and keep it over my hip.

I was still buried deep in her, refusing to pull out even though my knot had decreased in size.

She squirmed in front of me, and I grunted in warning, clamping a hand on her belly and pressing her back against me

“No. You stay right there. This is how we sleep. With my cock buried deep inside of you and no chance that my seed spills out of your womb.”

“You freaky bastard,” she sleepily murmured.

I expected her to put up more of a fight, to give me more of that spark of life that I craved so much, but she just sighed in contentment and snuggled back against me, slipping her hand down so that she could curl her fingers around my thumb.

And I felt something tighten in my chest as I rose just enough to look down at her face. That tightness grew to an uncomfortable level, a pain I’d never experienced before.

My perfect human was sleeping, pressed against me and showing me all the trust in the world, like she knew I’d protect her. And all the while my Marcella held on to that digit.

Although I knew I’d never let her go because she was mine, this feeling growing in me was something different, and not anything I’d ever experienced before.

It was an emotion that had my heart softening toward this little thing, and a small voice inside of me moving from total dominance to something deeper and more meaningful.

As I stared at my mate, I knew she would be the only one to ever have control over me. And I would gladly give it to her ten times over.