The speed of his thrusts quickened and he placed his other hand on her head, fucking her mouth until she let out an exasperated noise. To steady herself, she placed her hands on his thighs, bunching her fingers in his soft fur. Air became a luxury as he thrust down her throat, saliva dripping down her chin to splatter across the top of her breasts, running between them. Feeling as if she was going to pass out, she gasped for air as he withdrew from her throat, smearing her saliva across her cheek. The look he gave her made her shudder in excitement and she felt her eager pussy throb in agreeance. She panted and gasped for breath as he withdrew from her lips, his cock glistening with her saliva.
"On your back," he demanded, which she quickly complied, her body shaking from the adrenalin and desire. In one expert swipe of his nail, he tore through her shirt, severing the ties of her bodice. Her breasts were now exposed to the autumn air and her nipples hardened at his touch. Despite having larger than human-sized hands, her breasts seemed to fit perfectly in his grasp. Rough pad-like fingers brushed across each pink nipple and the feeling made her arch them into his touch, begging for more. It wasn't uncomfortable, not unlike that of a farmer who had been laboring in the fields for a few years, but the sensation was also unique and her hands crumpled her skirts in pleasure, fighting desperately not to touch her throbbing clit. Fervently he licked each nipple with his rough tongue before taking each peak into his mouth, piercing her flesh with his sharp teeth. She let out a surprised squeal and her eyes flew up, watching him. Due to his nature, biting her was unavoidable, but he fought to control how deep his teeth went into her pale breast, and how hard he bit into her. Seeing that control waver turned her on in ways she never expected, reminding her that he was indeed a dangerous creature, someone to respect and revere. He flicked his tongue over the marks of his teeth, sending both pain and pleasure coursing through her body. Pulling up her skirts, his hand went between her legs, the rough pad moving across her sensitive clit. Chuckling, he slid a thick finger into her, watching her gasp and arch her back and she clung to him.
"For someone who tried to deny me, your body is eager to accept me," he whispered huskily by her ear, nipping her shoulder and running his teeth down the side of her neck. She could only groan in response, his finger flittering over the bundle of nerves inside her, stretching her opening past that of any human cock she had experienced.
Can I truly take him?
She quickly thought, fear enveloping her as her body coated his finger in excitement. Pulling his middle finger out of her depths, he tested her resistance by pushing both his second and third fingers into her. She let out a cry of pain, but soon it disappeared while he rubbed her clit with his padded thumb. She realized that he was trying to prepare her for his size and she appreciated his efforts. The fur on his arm and torso brushed the inside of her thigh and she found that she rather liked its silky touch, adding to the eroticism of her senses. She wanted to know what that body felt like on top of her, thrusting deep within. How the fur would feel as it caressed her sensitive nipples. She felt her body struggle to accept the digits in its tight embrace as he began to pump his fingers into her, slowly and steadily at first before picking a quick rhythm, curling upwards to hit the nerves that brought her orgasm closer and closer to the surface. Then suddenly he stopped, withdrawing his fingers at the height of her pending orgasm. She growled in frustration when she opened her eyes to protest, but the wolfish grin he gave told her he knew very well that she had been close.
Kissing was not something one could do with a creature such as he, but he attempted in his own way, nuzzling her cheek and neck as placed himself on top of her body. He was heavy while still placing the majority of his weight on his knees and arms so as not to crush the fragile women beneath him. He rubbed his erected member against her opening, knowing full well that if he surged forward, there would be no going back for either of them. He had promised her an experience that she would crave, and technically he had already done that, but he wanted more of her and he opened she felt the same. He raised his large amber eyes at her and chuckled at her expression. Impatience and eagerness. Using her wetness, he coated as much of his length as he could before he slowly began to push into her depths, entering her with an inhuman sound emanating from his chest.
Despite him trying to prepare her, she still winced in pain as he stretched her internally past the point of any lover. He moved slowly at first until her body accepted him without much resistance, pulling out before forcing himself deeply, his cock hitting the end of her tunnel. She spread her legs further apart, gripping his biceps, to make more room for him as he began to create a rhythm within her body. He looked upon the human beneath him, her eyes closed, hair coated in leaves and dirt, her body flushed with pleasure He had longed for this moment since she came back to him that spring, but only offered it to her when he felt she was ready, and now she was his. She was tiny compared to him, but he found no problem sliding into her, her orgasm accepting him further into her. He nipped at her breasts and neck, sometimes creating little pinpricks of blood that he greedily lapped up. She made no motions to stop him as she road another orgasm, writhing around him. She dug her fingers deep into his fur, gripping it as if her life depended on his body.
How he craved her touch, how it brought him happiness and pleasure to watch her. Panting, she opened her hazel eyes and he saw desire mixed with need. Need for more, need for him. He slid his arms under her back, raising her up while he switched positions effortlessly, placing her above him with her hands firmly planted on his chest. Her breasts bounced with her efforts until he cupped one in his hand, accepting its invitation for touch. She noticed not the cold of the night, his body temperature rising and keeping them warm and she moved above him Her moans competed with the noises of the night, her body sliding over him. Believing himself close, he placed his hands on her hips, forcing her body downwards into his thrust. Pressure pushed past her entrance as she felt his knot enter her body before warm flooded through her, a cry escaping his throat. His cock twitched deep within her, spilling his seed into her and she briefly questioned if he could impregnate her. Panting, she looked down at the spent creature and realized she didn't care if he could. She was his now.
