“You need to be bred.”
This wasn’t just a feeling in my head—it was actual words this time accompanied with a certainty I couldn’t refute—though I certainly tried.
“Wait—what?” I demanded, turning my head to peer over my shoulder. “No—we can’t. We have to think about this!”
“Need to breed,” the beast sent again and this time he also sent a mental image—I saw his long, thick shaft protruding from its furry sheath—saw the broad, flaring crown of it finding the entrance of my pussy. And then I saw it sliding inside me, stretching my unprotected pussy mouth to the limit and beyond.
“Now, wait a minute!” I panted, still staring over my shoulder at him. “I…I can’t…we shouldn’t…”
“Need to breed,” he repeated and then I felt him changing positions, lowering himself so that he was crouching over me.
There was nothing I could do—I was strapped naked to the breeding bench with my bare breasts hanging down and my thighs spread wide. I couldn’t protest that I didn’t want this—my body needed it and besides, I had just spent the last half hour letting Nick’s beast lap and taste me and bring me almost to the edge of orgasm. My whole body was throbbing with desire as I felt the fur on his chest brush against my bare back and the blunt head of his cock nudging against the mouth of my pussy.
“All…all right,” I whispered, giving up at last. “All right, Nick—fill me. Breed me and fill me up. I…I can’t stop you.”
In a final act of submission, I lifted my hips as much as I could and opened myself even more for him. There was nothing I could do now but let the beast breed me—let him fill me with his thick shaft and pump his cum deep in my pussy. I didn’t even try to resist as I felt the broad head breach my entrance and begin to thrust inside me.
The beast’s breath was hot on the back of my neck as he entered me. I moaned softly as I felt the thick shaft stretching my inner walls, filling me as I had never been filled before. All my past lovers had been on the small to average size and Nick’s beast was extra, extra large. I wondered how in the world I was able to take him, but somehow I was. I felt a slight, stretching pain but it was a good pain—the sharp little sting of it seemed to increase my pleasure as I held still and tried to be open enough to take all of him.
At last, the beast’s shaft reached the end of my tightly-stretched channel. I thought I had never felt so full in my life. I remembered Tina, the tiny petite girl who had been bred by the Alpha werewolf the night before—thought of how her tummy had bulged with every thrust. I had the feeling my own tummy was bulging right now, though I couldn’t see it, bent over the breeding bench as I was. I could certainly feel it, though—it was a strangely erotic sensation that made me even hotter.
“In you,” Nick’s beast informed me through our new mental link. “Deep in you. Breed you now.”
“Yes!” I moaned, shifting my hips restlessly. “Breed me—you have to breed me, Nick!” I didn’t know what else to call him, though I knew it wasn’t wholly Nick I was speaking to but the part of him which was his beast.
In answer, the beast nosed at my neck, pushing my hair aside. I felt its hot breath again and then its fangs sank into my shoulder. At the same time, it pulled almost all the way out of me and then thrust back in with a powerful lunge.
I gave a sharp little cry at the mixture of pain and pleasure. The fangs weren’t tearing into me, though they had punctured the skin slightly. I understood that the beast was holding me still—holding me in place while he bred me, the way some male animals do. There was nothing to do but submit to him and try to be open enough to take the long, thick cock that was plowing into me again and again and again…
“Oh!” I gasped, as he thrust into me. “Oh God, Nick, yes—take me! Breed me!”
I felt an answering growl in my mind—a wordless ascent and a feeling of possession and claiming. The beast was taking me, marking me as his own and there was nothing I could do but submit.
I don’t know how long the beast bred me under the silvery moonlight. Time seemed to have no meaning as I lay there, bent over the breeding bench with my thighs spread wide and my breasts swaying beneath me with each hard, deep thrust into my body.
I felt helpless and hot at the same time—Nick’s beast had total control and there was nothing I could do about it except just let myself be bred. I felt my inner walls stretching with each pounding thrust and I moaned as my pleasure grew every time he slid his big, thick cock inside me and the broad head gave the mouth of my womb a punishing kiss.