“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.”
ChapterNineteen
Wolf
Istayed within the shadows as I watched Marcella speak with the old human.
I trusted my little human, knew that she wouldn’t leave, but the urge to go to her, to place my body between hers and anything and anyone that could take her from me, rode me strong.
But I forced myself to stay back, reaching out and gripping the thick trunk of a cedar tree, my claws digging into the bark until I left deep gouges.
I waited and listened as she told him there was a change of plans, that she made other arrangements and would stay here longer.
Once we reached her cabin two days before, I hadn’t been in a hurry to make the trek back to my lair. I wanted her to rest. I needed her to eat and drink. I knew she was sore from everything that had happened, and all I wanted to do was take care of her.
So I stood guard as she sat by the shore and drew. I watched her make shapes using colors from these thin sticks she held. Pencils, she called them.
She made beautiful pictures of our surroundings, and I wanted to take them back and press them to the cavern walls of our lair, coloring the dark space with her light.
And at night I held her, letting her use my body for cushioning and warmth as I wrapped my arms around her, my tail curled around her waist.