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Wolf

I felt the thrill of the hunt rush through me as I chased my Marcella through the woods. Blood covered me, and adrenaline pumped through my veins because of the fight with the rogue creature.

The crazy bastard was starved and wanted my mate. But before I could kill him, my perfect female had taken matters into her own hands and done the job with so much fierceness I felt a swell of pride fill me.

And because of that fight, I was feral, primal, and all I wanted to do was tackle Marcella to the ground, tear away her clothing and rut between her thighs.

I needed to because she was mine and this was the only way I could ensure that, to show her exactly the male she was now tied to for the rest of our lives.

Because I wouldn’t let her go. Never.

“My Little Bird is fast.” My voice was low, but it carried in the wind as I taunted her. Reaching her would have been effortless, but the hunt, the chase, had my cock hard, the length bobbing as I ran faster.

I could hear her heart racing, and smelled how wet she was.

“Is your pussy ready for me, my fragile human?”

She sucked in a sharp breath, but didn’t answer.

“Are you aching for me to fill you up like I have so much these past few days?”

I paced myself, because I knew as soon as I caught her it would be over. I’d be fierce in my claiming of her, far harder than any other time.

The only way for me to get out all this aggression, possessiveness, and alpha need in me was to fuck my Marcella so hard anything and anyone close enough to hear or see us would know she was mine.

I let her think she was faster because it turned me on even more. I smelled the slight hint of her fear. She might know I’d never hurt her, but she also sensed how wild I was right now. She knew I was treading a thin line of civility, of sanity.

I dropped to all fours and weaved between the trees as I ate up the distance.

My Little Bird was quick.

No more playing. No more chasing. I wrapped a forearm around her middle and hauled her off the ground. She cried out in surprise, and I growled in pleasure at the sound.

She pressed against the trunk of the tree after I turned us.

I wasn’t conscious of anything but fucking her as I tore away her clothes until they were tatters of material around us. I snarled and gripped her waist as I pulled her ass out so her upper body was parallel with the ground, her pussy ripe for the taking.

I couldn’t have spoken even if I wanted to, and so I used my foot to kick her legs apart, and my good girl knew exactly what I wanted.

She spread for me so nicely, so quickly. Her pussy lips opened like flower petals, and any kind of humanity faded as I let my feral side take full control.

“Pink, perfect, wet cunt,” I hissed as I crouched, placed my paws on her ass cheeks, and spread her even wider.

I went feral on her sloppy pussy, licking, sucking, feeling her tremble for me. And when I shoved my tongue into her, making her take the thick muscle with no warning, she was my good girl and gave me her orgasm.

Her pussy gripped my tongue, squeezing the muscles. I felt my cock drip cum onto the forest floor, throb and jerk with the need to be tried in her tight body.

“Tell your mate you want me to fuck you.” My voice was barely recognizable as my animal side took control.

“Wolf,” she moaned, and shook her ass, the mounds jiggling.

I smacked her ass once, twice, and a third time before dragging my tongue over her slit once more, drinking her honey, and stood.

Taking hold of my length, I lifted it, smacking her cunt with the thick head. The wet sound of flesh against flesh pulled a groan from me.

“You feel how hard you make me, little thing?”

She moaned.

“You want an animal fucking you between these sweet thighs?”

“Wolf. God?—”

“I don’t want your God’s name on your tongue, Marcella. You should scream my name instead.” I lodged the head in her pussy hole, dug my claws into her hips, and shoved in deep and rough. “Bare your neck.”

She pushed her hair off her shoulder and tipped her head to the side, letting me see that slender, creamy length. My mouth watered, saliva slipping off my sharp teeth.

“I’ve never been hungrier.” I fucked her with a frenzy that consumed me. I’d bruise her, mark my Little Bird so she’d be sore and wouldn’t be able to walk straight tomorrow. She wouldn’t be able to sit comfortably.

A hum left me, and I forced myself into her when she cried out, when she told me to slow down.

“I can’t and won’t.”

She gasped and cried out when I pulled out and slammed back in. “Right there. Don’t stop.”

Never.

I let my tail slip up the side of her thigh, over her hip, and started tickling her clit as I pushed in and pulled out like a savage. With my other paw I reached around and grabbed her fat tit, tweaking the nipple between the pads of my fingers, pulling it hard enough I knew it hurt.

“You’ll be so full of my seed that there won’t be any way I don’t get you full of my pups.” Her cunt juices made my thrusting fluid as it coated her inner thighs and covered my shaft. “I need you big and pregnant with my young.” My cock jerked at the thought and I spurted cum into her.

“I—I can feel you, Wolf.”

I purred and came into her a little more. “There’s more where that came from, sweet thing. There’s more seed I have to give you. My balls are full of cum just for you.” I tipped my head back and howled as the pleasure became too much. “There won’t ever be anyone or anything that makes me feel as good as you do. There won’t be anyone who pleases me as much as you do, my Marcella.”

“Oh… Wolf. Here I?—”

“—come for me.” I bent over her back and sank my teeth into her throat and we both came. I saw stars, my nuts pulling up, my knot fully swollen and locked inside of her, so I couldn’t move.

“That’s it. Take it all.” The muffled words vibrated against her throat. I pulled back enough to lick at her blood. When I rose, my cock still pulsed in her pussy, my cum still shooting out of me. I exhaled, my entire body shaking from the force of how good she felt.

She sagged against the tree, her blunt little nails dug into the bark, her breathing harsh and loud all around us.

Finally, my cock pulsed one last time before I stilled and exhaled. We didn’t move or speak for long seconds as I let my knot do its thing and stayed locked in her so my cum couldn’t escape, so I could get her pregnant with my baby.

“Say it,” I demanded and dragged my tongue up the length of her spine, licking the blood that welled from the scratches I wasn’t even aware I’d given her, drinking the salty sweat that covered her skin. “Be my good girl and tell me what I want to hear, and I’ll get you off twice more, Little Bird.”

She was still breathing hard, but turned her head to the side, stared me in the eyes, and whispered, “You know I’m yours. And nothing will ever change that.”