Garrick
Valor's claws shredded through her jacket like parchment, and I didn't stop him. Thirty minutes of tracking her scent through the pines had left us both trembling with need.
Even through the synthetic fibres, her aroma intoxicated me—sweat, fear, and something deeper, richer than any human had a right to be.
My snout cracked with a sickening pop as my wolf form took over. Now I could smell her properly. The sweet salt at her pulse point, the warm spice between her thighs, and beneath it all...something foreign. Something that made Valor pause mid-snarl.
Not wolf. Not human.
But the ovulation scent hit us like a physical blow, erasing all hesitation.
brEED. brEED. brEED.
Fabric tore as we worked together with Valor, rending her leggings to ribbons while I pinned her thrashing body.
When she went limp, I lifted her effortlessly, her head lolling against my chest. The firelight painted her brown skin gold as I laid her on the sleeping bag, my claws retracting just enough not to mar her flesh.
A rustle in the undergrowth.
I was over her in an instant, a living cage of muscle and fury. The growl that ripped from my chest sent whatever creature lurked fleeing through the brush.
PROTECT. brEED.
My tongue dragged a wet stripe up her neck before I could stop myself. The taste exploded across my senses - honey, iron, and that unidentifiable spice that made my gums ache. Valor howled, restless and unnerved.
Mate.
brEED.
The need to mate with her rushed through me.
I barely registered the trees whipping past as I ran. Her body pressed tight against mine. The others would question me. Shaya would test her. But in this moment, with her sweet scent clinging to my fur and that mysterious flavour still on my tongue, only one truth mattered—she was ours.
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She awoke as I crossed the boundary wards. I felt her pulse stutter against my palm, but she played possum. Smart. Easier to carry her limp body into the cabin, where the air was thick with pine resin and the musk of us. Valor shuddered in approval as the door clicked shut.
Safe.
No one would disturb us here.
I laid her on the bed, the old frame groaning under our weight as I climbed over her.
Valor had no patience left. He dipped his head and dragged a broad, wet stripe up the curve of her left breast. Her eyes flew open, dazed, then wild. Confusion. Fear.
Good.
Her hands shoved at my chest, blunt nails scraping fur. Valor snarled and engulfed her breast in our mouth, sucking hard enough to bruise. I lapped at her nipple, teasing the peak to a stiff point, even as I wrestled Valor back.
Slow. Savour her.
No. Breed. NOW.
Our eyes locked.
I grazed my teeth over her flushed skin, and her scent exploded across my tongue—sweet musk, salt, and the heady tang of heat. My knot swelled, aching. My cock jutted against her thigh, hard as steel and dripping.
Human or not, her body betrayed her. Her breath hitched. The hands tangled in my fur stilled. Valor lost the last shred of his control.
With a growl, he wrenched us backwards, claws sinking into her hip. She yelped as we flipped her onto her belly, her cry smothered by the quilt. Valor hauled her hips up, spreading her thighs wide.
Drool splattered her ass, glistening.
Mine.
She was mine.
Valor gripped her ass cheeks and pushed our face into her wet pussy.
Our tongue licked up the seam of her opening, teasing our tongue between her heated, plump lips.
I wasn't one to pray, but I begged the universe to let her survive because the taste of her essence on my tongue was like the nectar of the Gods.
More, more, more, more.
This time, I couldn't tell if it was me or Valor, but I greedily plunged my tongue inside her, seeking more, ignoring Valor’s growl and her moans.
Claws pierced into her to hold her in place, but she pushed herself onto my tongue.
Every thought vanished as I thrust my tongue in and out of her pussy.
The abundance of her sweet honey began to resemble my drool, and I lapped up every last drop.
My jaws ached to bite her. The need to sink my teeth into her until I pressed against her bone.
I needed to taste her blood as I fucked her and ruined her for any other human.
My tongue traced up between her crack, running my tongue over the rough skin of her asshole.
I removed my claws in order to appreciate her glorious ass cheeks which were full, round and durable.
She was created to be bred.
We covered her body and I guided my cock to the source of her heat. She looked tiny compared to my wolf, but as I inhaled her scent, the madness took over. The full moon would last two to three days, and if she survived, I would make up for the lack of finesse.
Valor clawed at the bed and thrust into her.
I buried my face in her hair, inhaling her as she panted on the pillow.
She was warm, wet and smooth, but when I felt her pussy contract around me my knot pulsated.
The ache drove Valor to pull back and drive into her again this time pushing deeper until our knot hit her pussy.
“Oh, fuckkk,” she groaned.
I slipped my arm beneath her belly and pulled her up.
Once she was on her hands and knees, I wrapped my arm around her neck.
Valor didn't hold back and immediately started to piston in and out of her.
Her wet warmth continued to accommodate us until an intense feel of power, freedom and potential washed over me.
Breed.
Yes, breed her.
I released her neck because we needed to knot her.
She collapsed onto the bed, but my focus shifted to my cock plunging in and out of her.
I licked the air and sniffed, closing my eyes at the signal.
She was ready. My knot was firm to the touch.
I grabbed her hip and increased the pressure, trying to push my knot inside her.
“What is—no. Ugh, argh.”
The moans and cries were beautiful because they were ours. She was doing it. My bulging red and purple knot was spreading her open. Her insides were deep pink in colour, complementing my knot.
“Just a little more,” I said, but all I heard were snarls and a growl come out of me.
Valor lost patience and slammed the rest of the knot inside. My grip left her hip and Valor held the wooden headboard to grind himself against her ass. The dark fur against her skin was exquisite. He had a good sense of waiting until she adjusted to the circumference of our knot before we moved.
Claws scraped against the wood as she tightened her cunt, but Valor wasn't having it.
He gripped her belly with one hand and dug his claws into the wood before he began to fuck her again.
I let him take control because the feel of her around my dick and knot was incredible.
The wood splintered beneath our grip, but we didn't stop.
She took it all, moaning each time our knot forced its way back inside of her.
The scent of her inflamed me as I felt the shift in her, and I merged with Valor to become the mindless beast of our curse.
I gave in to our most primal instinct to ensure our legacy.
My hand slid from her hip to grip her breasts, and we began to rut.
My chest tightened as I felt her enclose repeatedly around my cock and knot.
With each thrust, my balls slapped against her.
We were close to our goal, and we swooped down and sank our teeth into her neck and shoulder, uncaring of the tangled hair in our path.
We slammed our knot inside of her with a growl.
Her scream filled my cabin but her cunt rippled around our knot and our seed filled her up as nature intended.
There was instant relief as we locked ourselves inside of her with our knot.
I released the headboard, pulling her down to the bed to enjoy her squeeze our knot, extending our pleasure.
We rocked our hips against her ass, causing some of our seed to spill out of her.
Valor growled against her shoulder and pushed our knot deeper.
I ran our tongue over her flesh, tasting her sweet blood, but I felt my dick harden.
Let go of her neck.
When he refused, I rolled my eyes and rested our paw on her bulging stomach.
I could feel Valor’s possessiveness, but I understood because we wouldn't stop until she carried our pup.
The moonlight shone into the bedroom, and the only sound was her laboured breathing.
I began to fuck her again as we hardened. It was going to be a long night.