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Carver knew just about as much as anyone from his village about the coast. Mind the tide along the rocks, watch out for urchins in the sand, and never go alone. Everyone knew that the coastal waters were teeming with dangers, specifically sharks. Carver had heard stories of course. About folks wandering along the shore lines and getting swept by the tide and out to see, only to be preyed upon by the sharks that hunted in those waters.

Sadly, Carver liked to wander and explore. He was always careful, making sure to mark his path and never stray too far alone. This however, did wear on the guy's nerves sometimes. Carver loved the peace of exploring on his own, the thrill of adventure and testing himself. Others from his village, which lay a fair ways away from the coast, felt similarly as Carver did, but decided that the warnings were in place for good reason. Carver acknowledged this, but still loved to get beyond the walls of his village from time to time.

Carver hadn't been to the coast much himself, having only ever gone there a few times with a group when the fishing nets needed to be checked or repaired. As a tiger, he wasn't afraid of much, though he still didn't much like the water. He could swim, but the water clung to his fur pretty badly. Despite this, he figured that he'd been over due to venture out to the western shores. So, when dawn approached one day, he woke up from hit cott and grabbed his gear: A canteen, rolled up mat for sleeping, enough food for two days, and equipment for setting up a small fire. He left a note on his door and set off before anyone else had woken up, his padded feet helping him move about silently.

It was late morning before Carver had arrived at the coast, his back somewhat sore from carrying his bag all that way. Still, he straightened up and smiled, venturing forth onto the sand and rock of the coastline. Carver kept to the sands as much as possible, his padded feet sore from traversing the rocks that lined some of the shore. As the sun reached its peak and began its descent, Carver started to look for a place to make camp. He paused for a moment, seeing that his tracks were still visible in the sand, though some had been washed away by the tide. Taking note of this, he'd have to set up camp away from the water.

Carver had made camp near the upper edge of the coast, where it was grassy and he could hear the sounds of the ocean still as he slept. Dusk soon approached, and he'd been able to set up a small fire to ward off anything that might come near. As the stars began to show in the sky and light soon faded, Carver slept on the side of the fire opposite the forests. He'd heard of course of shark attacks along the coast, but believed he was still far enough inland that he wouldn't need to fret too much over it.

Night came and went, completely uneventful for Carver though he thought he'd heard what sounded like splashing in the water. Shrugging it off as nothing more than a fish or two, Carver packed up his equipment and started out again shortly after dawn. He knew that as he went further along the coast, he'd be more susceptible to encounters with the native apex predator of the oceans. With this in mind, he carried on a bit more cautiously, speeding up his stride to cover more ground thoug still retaining an awareness of his surroundings. When the sun was nearing its height, Carver stopped cold. He'd come to a point where the cliffs along the coastline had collapsed into an avalanche, burying most of the beach in rock and stone. With a sigh, Carver realized that trying to go over the rocks could be slow going and might result in a painful injury he could ill afford this far out, and so he began to walk into the waters, letting the waves brush against his feet and start to hide his tracks as the tide washed them away from the sands. Still, it was sunny and a nice breeze had been present, so he couldn't really complain. He carried on for the better part of an hour, whistling a tune from his village as he walked, eventually coming to a crude sign made out of driftwood. The wood had begun to rot, but the lettering that seemed to have been dug into the plank was still visible. "Coastal inlet caves, two miles ahead. Warning, shark attacks likely". He put a hand to his head and sighed. Carver wanted to see these caves now, but wasn't sure if it was worth the risk. Sharks were known to be very aggressive, and very tough. If he encountered one, he wouldn't have much time to try to get away. And running through the waves that washed against him slowed his movement considerably. Odds are he'd need to fight if he got noticed. Carver shook his furry head and smiled, his ears perking up as he looked ahead with determination. The sharks wouldn't be going away, so why should he? He pressed on ahead with vigor, grinning and occassionally practicing his punches in the air, feeling ready to take on a shark if he had too. He kinda wanted to, even.

Carver made good time, his eagerness carrying him through the waves easily enough so as to reach the caves in well under an hour. The mouth of the cavern was very wide, easily seen from a distance. The floor was wet, waters lapping in softly as the rocky ceilings shimmered with the reflections of the water. Carver's eyes went wide as he looked around, the size of the cave was immense, easily the size of one of the larger homes in his village. His feet dragged through the water as he watched the reflections on the ceiling, nearly plunging into the water when a step had taken him into a pool that lie in the back center, near the stone surfaced walls. Carver knelt by the pool's edge and examined it. It had seemed to have been carved into the rock by hand, and also appeared to be fairly deep, easily above head level. Apparently it was the source of most of the reflections in this cave, as the water was crytstal clear.

A few rocks seemed to be high and flat enough that they could be laid upon as well. Initially, Carver wasn't sure what to make of this, but remained wary. He moved about the cave for a while longer, examining the stony features and the pool every now and again, his feet dragging through the ankle deep waters a bit. Eventually he thought to look to the mouth of the cave. The light was already dimming, apparently he'd been there a while. Realizing it was too late to try and head out again, Carver shook his head and let out an audible sigh, dragging his feet through the water to the elelvated rocks, setting his gear down and leaning back against the cave walls, letting himself fall into a light sleep. Sadly, he probably should've just packed up and moved.

His furry ears perked up at the sound of movement not his own. He opened his eyes just in time to jump off the rock he was on and into the water, landing in a crouched position and seeing what had nearly hit him. The attack he'd barely dodged came from what looked to be a shark, female by her appearance. Given her stance, she'd just tried to jump and smash her fist against him, something that would've caused a great deal of pain if it had landed. Despite the lack of external light, the pool seemed to give off a sort of light of its own, enough to make out Carver's attacker's appearance. Her skin was a bluish grey, extending down her toned figure right to the end of her tail which swayed aggressively. Her teeth that showed were angled and sharp, her eyes squarely focused on him the way a predator's do when it spots prey. Carver wasn't sure if he'd been intruding in her home, or if she'd just found him by chance, but he was sure he wasn't going to give in without a fight.

He took up a fighting stance, to which the shark girl only seemed to smile at in a vicious way. She turned and leapt at him, landing and immediately following with a leg sweep, her motions seemingly unimpeded by the water. Carver reacted, jumping just over her move, but not being able to avoid being hit by her muscular tail. A loud "thwap!" rang in the cavern as the impact knocked Carver back a ways, taking some of the wind out of him. This girl certainly knew what she was doing. her attack was almost immediately followed by a running punch, which Carver dodged in a role, countering with a leg sweep of his own. Unlike the shark though, his moves were slowed by the water, and his opponent was able to leap over it, landing in a crouched position facing away from him. She looked back, nude as she was, and gave what looked like a quick wink before attempting to slam her tail down onto her adversary.

Carver wasn't going to be able to stay dry here, as he had to roll on his side repeatedly to avoid getting slammed until he was out of range of her muscular tail. As he fought to get on his feet, the woman jumped head long into him and tackled him, smacking him down against the watery sand floor. She pinned his chest down, lowering her angular face to the point where if she were any lower, she could take a nasty bite out of him. Carver panicked and pulled his legs under her, pressing his feet against her stomach and kicking outward and sending his muscular opponent flying back, landing on her side and shaking her head to shrug off the pain on her stomach. As Carver rose and backed away from her slowly, he noticed a sort of gleam in her eye, a look that he didn't recieve any comfort from as she now seemed to be even more invested in beating him.

The two stared eachother down, neither one wanting to submit to the other. Clenching her fists, the shark girl smiled a little and strode towards her opponent. Carver backed away from her as she approached, retaining his fighting stance as best he could. She closed in on him and soon launched a series of blows at him, which Carver then countered with his own. It was a fist fight now, with neither one seeming to be aiming for the other's face. Carver only wanted to be able to leave, the shark girl however, her motives were as of yet unclear. As the two exchanged blocks and counters, a few had managed to land on both fighters. Carver was strong enough to take it, but his opponent felt tough, her skin rough and muscular. This fight was not going to be easy to win.

Blows met blows, blocks countered one another and a determination to win burned within these two powerful fighters. But as Carver was starting to gain what seemed like an edge, the shark girl again swept at his legs, this time taking him down and pinning him. Carver struggled, but his wrists were pinned, with his opponent's weight bearing down on him. He stared defiantly at his aggressor, still unwilling to admit defeat, even in the face of potential death. The shark girl paused and simply stared at him, letting a smile cross her lips before she squarely and surprisingly planted them onto Carver's. His eyes went wide in shock. Was this girl kissing him?! A second ago she was trying to beat the living daylights out of him! The girl was pressing herself against him almost affectionately, like she had been turned on by his resistance and skill. This was definitely a first for Carver.

The woman broke off her kiss and grinned through her vicious teeth. The next thing Carver knew, she rose off of him and landed a smack from her tail directly on his face, knocking him out cold. When he awoke, his head was pounding more than a bit, but his vision was unimpared. He lifted his head and slowly looked around, seeing that his surroundings had changed. Before him lay a pool, same as before, but the cave was enclosed and dry, with what appeared to be candles lighting the walls in small groups. Carver shook his head, trying to think clearly through the throbbing. A shrine? No... no ornaments or religious items. A dwelling, perhaps? Yes... that seemed to fit. As he looked around, Carver began to notice the decor of this cave. Stone carvings made to look like benches and what appeared to be hollowed out spaces. Rooms, perhaps. Wait... plural, more than one... Rooms?!

It seemed that Carver had been knocked out and taken into the pool, which led to a tunnel that he only guessed led to this enclosure. It wasn't long after that that he'd realized that he was lying on one of those stone benches, though his apparel seemed to have dried out and remained in one piece. He slowly raised himself off the bench and stumbled around, trying to regain his footing as he explored his new surroundings. It seemed he was alone, candles lighting the main room and what appeared to be carpets lining some of the floor. Some light did emenate from the side rooms. These were surprisigly large upon inspection, though most were empty. The one that was occupied seemed to be rather abuzz with activity.

Not just one, but six sharks, all female, sat inside, all apparently gossipping about something, likely Carver. All of them shared similar skin tones from what he could tell, though of different hues of blue or grey. One seemed to be more tan in color, but aside from that looked about the same as the others, which all fell silent when one pointed out Carver peaking inside. The group looked back and forth at each other, though they all focused on the one that he recognized as she rose from her seat. The shark woman stepped graciously out of her room, motioning Carver to follow her as she swayed her hips in a flirtatious manner, the dorsal fin on her back moving little as she walked, still nude like her companions. In this better light, Carver could get a better look at her features, which seemed to retain their shapely and feminine nature, despite the girl's obvious level of fitness.

Cautiously, Carver followed her, sitting down on the bench she had designated as she took the bench next to him, his eyes locked onto her at all times. She smiled in that same sultry way as she eyed him up.

"You know, it isn't often that a land strider like you is able to fend off one of our kind like you did. I must say, your skills are impressive." She spoke in a soft but focused manner, her voice absent the ferocity he'd faced during their fight earlier.

"What exactly do you want from me, and why have you brought me here?" Carver wasted no time in getting right to the point, not willing to risk another fight with one, let alone 5 shark girls.

"My sisters and I are intrigued by you, and we're curious why you ventured into our cavern home like you did."

"I was just exploring the coast, then I saw a sign that said there was caves out this way. I wanted to come and investigate them, I didn't know it was your home. Had I, I would've steered clear altogether." The shark girl tilted her head at this reply and gave an almost pouty look to Carver.

"Well I'm glad you didn't. It's been ages since we've seen someone who can stand up to one of us, and hunting for prey gets so boring after a while. Our food never is able to fight back, only flee. You stood your ground though, and fought like a true predator with its back to a wall. If you wanted to say Hi, all you needed to do was ask though" She giggled mischieviously and shot him another wink, just as mischievious as the rest of her. Carver simply sighed and shook his head.

"Look, I didn't mean to intrude into your home, okay? I just want to get back to my home and get a good night's rest. But while I'm thinking about it, why did you kiss me back there, and then knock me out?!" The girl smiled and giggled at him, showing what seemed to be signs of blushing.

"Simple, no one else has ever been able to hold their own against me except my sisters, and you seemed like a suitable candidate. You wouldn't have come along willingly, so I had to help you sleep until we got back to my home. I trust you find it comfortable?" She rose and stepped behind him, sitting down beside him and leaning in close, utterly shameless in her attempts to woo him as she pressed her cleavage together, her breasts roughly a D cup, though they were toned like the rest of her body. Carver shook his head to clear his mind of the resulting interest.

"Oh sweetie... don't be so shy. I know you like what you see, you can't hide such things from your Sera. And don't worry about the others. As long as you're with me, my sisters won't come near you. It'd be an awful shame to let such a fiery spirit like yours fall prey to the desires of more than one partner..." She cooed at and charmed Carver to no end, sending a sudden shock through him when he realized just that this woman had planned for him. Somehow, he'd impressed her to the point where she has decided for him to be her mate. And worse than that, if he had any hope of getting out of there in one piece, he'd need to stick close to her, lest her sisters descend upon him and try to prove themselves as fitting partners too. This was really not going well for him...

Carver ran his hand through his black hair, his tail swishing nervously, the feeling of five other determined and otherwise ruthless shark women watching him piercing him like knives. Sera, taking advantage of his momentary distraction, threw herself onto him, pushing him onto the sandy floor and grinning playfully, which didn't improve his sense of survivablity. Sera grinded on Carver roughly, obviously not holding back for the sake of comfort of her captive and soon-to-be mate. Carver could only react and roll over, pinning her on the floor. Her eyes gave a look of shock, but that lasted for all of two seconds as she grinned widely and struggled, flipping the two of them over again using her powerful tail.

"Ooh, that's what I like partner. Fight back, try to claim dominance over me. I'll warn you though, I won't back down easy." She gave a sultry smile and her customary wink, giving a phony snap of her jaws at him. Carver shook his head and tossed her off like before, looking for a way out. The only way out, being the pool. Carver made a mad dash for the pool's waters, only to be tackled from behind and faceplant on the ground, hard.

"Oh no you don't, partner. Don't think I'm just gonna let you give me such an advantage like that. The thought is so sweet of you though, to deliberately put yourself in a position of weakness and still try to fight back? Hehe, oh you are going to be such a perfect mate for me!" Sera flipped Carver over as he clawed at the ground desperately trying to keep from being pulled away from his means of escape, but Sera only smiled and pulled him away, jumping onto him and soon trying to tear off his clothes. This girl obviously knew what she was after and was going to go after it no matter what.

Carver resisted valiantly, trying desperately to push the busty and determined woman off of him. His moment came when Sera lifted her weight off of him for a moment. In that brief second, Carver pulled out his legs from under her and landed a sound kick right to the back of Sera's head. Having not expected that, she was sent onto the ground and collapsed onto her side, seemingly dazed and disoriented. Carver backed away from her and ragained his footing, rubbing the back of his head in discomfort and cracked his furry neck, Sera now getting up and looking at him with surprise.

"Not bad, partner. Seems you caught your alpha off guard and got in a good shot. Well done. But you know I'm only gonna enjoy making you submit to me all the more now that we're even." Carver sighed in disbelief. This girl was unstoppable, just kept coming back for more. And the more he fought her off, the more she wanted him! At least her sisters were just watching, which didn't spell good should he need to fight any of them. His clothes were already shredded and torn from this struggle, and all Sera had to show was a few red marks and bruises which didn't seem to slow her down in the slightest. And Carver was skilled, sure, but he couldn't keep this up for long. Already his body felt weary.

Sera could see this, and seemed to become even more tenacious, rushing full bore into him and knocking them both into the pool. Carver was barely able to hold his breath in time before taking the plunge backwards. Sera seemed fine as she swam around him and pressed him against the rocky wall, kissing him deeply and sharing her oxygen with him. Carver realized he had been beaten, but still resisted her as he could. He pushed against her, struggling to break free, eventually being able to reach the surface and breathe normally. He climbed out of the pool, Sera's sisters just laughing and enjoying the show. Sera stood above him, bold as brass and smiling directly down at him, not attempting any sort of modesty whatsoever. There she stood, showing off her features in plain view of her new mate.

She helped Carver out of the pool, only to push him onto the ground and straddle him, kissing him with a passion only a shark could know. She pinned his wrists to the floor and smiled when she realized the fight was out of him, her new mate had finally submitted to her. She rubbed against him roughly and removed what clothes he had on left, bouncing and grinding along on him as Carver just lay there growling at her in defiance and attempted to hold back the feelings of pleasure she was actually giving him, despite her rough approach to it. Her breasts lay pressed firmly against her mate, dark grey nipples poking into Carver's bare chest. Sera took much pleasure in his defiance, longing to claim him for her own and prove herself his alpha. Without much hesitation at all, she positioned herself appropriately and skewered herself onto his shaft, letting out a shameless moan of pleasure as she begins to bounce on Carver without mercy, slamming her hips down and smacking her muscular butt against him as she claimed her new mate.

Soft moans came freely from not only Sera, but her observing sisters as well, each toying with their own features or feeling up those of the others, all enjoying the show as they witnessed Sera lay claim on her resilient partner. Sera rode Carver like a stallion, grinding, bouncing and bucking her hips against him as she had her way. Her face became rose red as she soon began to pant and yell aloud, her body reaching its climax and releasing it onto Carver. While he grudgingly admitted the experience was... somewhat enjoyable, he refused to give in completely to her. Sera could only be charmed by this.

"Oh, such a good mate. I'll be sure to treat you well and make sure you stay strong enough to endure our frequent matings, someone as brave and resistant as you deserves it. But don't think that we're done yet, hehe. Oh no, now that I've gotten a taste of your strength, I want to see just how long you'll last. Get ready, sweetie, we're going to have a lot of fun you and I..." Carver could only think of how much trouble he was actually in. This woman was insatiable, and seemed to think that he was going to stick around for her to keep having her way with him as she saw fit. She may be lovely to look at, but there was no way he was going to be this woman's plaything for the rest of his life. His thoughts were broken when a second barrage of lust began. This time, Sera had turned around and was now standing on her knees, raising and lowering herself rapidly, her tail thumping hard against the ground next to Carver as she pounded away at him. Her eyes teared up as she cried out for more, begging for her mate to keep taking her like that.

This process continued for what felt like an eternity to Carver. Sera would pound and ride him as hard as she could, orgasm, recover, and repeat, always treating him like he was to do everything she wanted him to in an oddly seductive tone, likely meant to keep him from getting ideas, or to add to her own dominative pleasures. Eventually, the limit had been reached, on both Sera and Carver. Their sexual fluids lay splattered and mixed, covering their respective sexes thoroughly, their energy completely drained. Sera had been sated, her sisters now appearing jealous and very wet themselves, all lusty and so hungry for their turn at Carver, who now lay near unconsciousness and almost completely out of breath, sore all over and lips tasting of sea salt from his dominating lover's own surprisingly soft lips.

Carver, weak as he was, had been able to learn something from all of this though; That sharks seemed to follow a system of strength. If he could over power Sera and make HER submit, then he'd be the alpha. No chance he'd be able to do so now though, and Sera wouldn't leave him alone for long if she intended to keep her sisters off of him. That just left one option. Conserve his strength for the next time and fight to overpower her when she's most vulnerable. He smiled faintly to himself as Sera helped him up and helped get him cleaned up, wiping him down with a sort of towel and giving him some fresh water.

"Sera... why help me recooperate like this if you're just gonna do this to me all over again?"

"Hehe, why my darling mate, strength is only part of what we sharks value. Just because I'm going to make you mine doesn't mean I want you to suffer because of a lack of proper care and nourishment. What kind of alpha would I be if I let my partner fall ill because I played too much and didn't think to take care of him in the meantime?"

"That's... surprisingly considerate of you. But out of fairness, don't expect me to just lie there and let you sex me up all you want like some mindless love slave. I promise, I will fight back."

"Ooh, I do hope so, my mate. It's all the sweeter and more enjoyable when you resist and fight for dominance. It makes claiming victory all the better as I make you pleasure me over and over."

"So, I'm just a way to get you off and satisfy your craving for dominance over your partner?"

"Hehe, oh no sweetie, you're my partner. Now that we've made hot, passionate love, you and I are mated for life. Such is my people's way. But don't go trying to impress the others though, I don't think my strong and defiant mate could survive two of us at once. But now that I think about it... that'd be soo great to see. My mate, fending off multiple sharks and standing alone against us, defiantly resisting us... Oh yessss..."

Carver just could not believe this girl. She was actually getting turned on at the thought of him getting attacked by multiple sharks and barely being able to hold them off? What the heck was with this one? She did raise a good point though. The two of them were mates now, albeit involuntarily on his part. That meant that one that was strongest called the shots. Though, assuming he could beat her, he'd still need to fend off her sisters from trying to claim dominance over him as well. This wasn't going to be easy.

Sera yawned and stretched, apparently warn out from yiffing with her partner all night long. She sighed as she finished her yawn and then tackled Carver, unbelievably cuddling with him, wrapping herself around him and laying her tail over the two of them protectively, gently blowing out the single candle that had lit the room. She pressed her breasts against Carver firmly and held him tight. This woman was not going to let him go, though... she did seem to genuinely care... and she was actually quite lovely... maybe- NO! Such thoughts were out of the question! Carver needed to focus on resting and regaining his strength for the next time.

Carver awoke the next day, amazingly alone in the stone room. How Sera had gotten away without him noticing was beyond him. He poked his head out of the room and looked around. Alone! He had been left ALONE! Fighting his way out aside, he could make a break for it right now! He smiled and took a few hurried steps towards the pool. But just as he was reaching the half way mark, air bubbles started to pop up, his "friends" were returning. Carver cursed to himself and clinched his fists, his teeth grinding slowly moving back to one of the stone benches and lowering his head in grief, his captors talking casually amongst themselves as they emerged from the pool paying him little mind at the moment. Sera emerged among the last and smiled as she moved over to her partner, wrapping her arms around him and leaning against his back, pressing her tits against him and imitating a sensual moan into his ear. Carver didn't respond.

"Oh, don't be like that partner. Just give your Sera a chance, you'll find she's worth giving all your affection to. And who knows, maybe some day, you'll be my alpha? Hehe, oh I hope you find the strength for such an endeavor, seeing my dear partner, showing all of his strength and prowess to me and fighting to take me as his own... oh the thought is just soo charming..."

"Oh don't you worry. That day is coming. I promise you, I will show you just who's the alpha around here."

"Oh sweetie, you sound soo great when you talk like that... Go ahead. Today I'll play nice and let my partner have the first move..." She blew into his ear softly, already beginning to rub against him in her shameless fashion. First move was his, eh? He'd make the most of this chance.

"Hehe, not here Sera. I'd hate to beat you only because you were distracted by trying to impress your sisters. How about we take this to where we first sparred, to the outer cave. It'll help us relive the feelings of our mutual strengths from that day, and make us all the tougher."

"Mmmm... oh sweetie you are sooo right. Claiming victory there will be oh so much sweeter there." With a look of ecstacy on her face and nothing but excitement, Sera took Carver by the hand and jumped into the pool, swimming and pulling him somewhat quickly through the underwater passage to the otherside. For the first time in a whole day, Carver could see sunlight. He also noticed a number of items strung up out in the sun, what appeared to be pieces of meat drying out, the sisters' dinner most likely. The two of them took up separate positions and their own fighting stances. With Sera's invitation still open, Carver ran head long at her. Sera had attempted to side step him, but was caught all the same and forced outside onto the sands, the sun's warmth touching her and already beginning to work on Sera's body.

Sera shrugged this off and smiled at Carver. She hadn't expected such a forward move from her partner, but the fact that it worked only got her more worked up. She couldn't help but slide a delicate hand down her chest as she rose and faced Carver who had his back to the sun.

"You know partner, I'm only going to make you please me all the more now that you've got me going like this. Sure you can handle it?"

"Sera, I told you I'd bring you down and be the one to dominate you. Today is the day that happens. You got lucky last time because we were on your home turf, but this time we fight on even ground." Carver ran to the side around Sera and came at her quickly, attempting to land a series of hits on her and dodging her tail as she blocked him and countered, blowing a quick kiss to him in an attempt to charm him. Not this time.

Carver knew her fighting style now, and went immediately on the offensive. With none of her sisters around, all Carver need do is best Sera and prove his dominance over her. With each attack, he grew nearer his mark, blocking her tail as best he could whenever it came around. When Sera attempted to come back at him with a series of punches and kicks of her own, Carver was just able to get out of her reach and force her to use her tail again. That's when he got her. Carver blocked her tail and immediately wrapped his arm around it tightly, using it as leverage to force her onto her chest and pinning her there. Sera squirmed and fought it, thrashing her tail about furiously in an attempt to break Carver's hold and knock him back again, but he refused to let go. Carver wrenched her tail back, bending it straight forward so it was near parallel with her back and put pressure on it, as much as he could manage. Kneeling on her back at the same time kept her from crawling around and getting out from under him.

After ten minutes or so of this struggle, Sera finally conceded. Carver was her alpha, and so she gave up. But Carver wasn't going to let her off that easy. She proved her position of dominance by riding him until he was sore, so now it was his turn to return the favor to the busty combatant. He lifted her butt into the air and wrapped her tail under his right arm, using his left to hold her hip and sexy butt firmly as he began to plow into her now vulnerable pussy. She moaned and cried out for more, her new alpha not letting up on her, even as occassionally tried to fight back. Her rough shark breasts pressed into the sand, drying her skin even quicker, adding to her weakness. Her mate pounded and yiffed away at her pussy for hours, smacking and rubbing her sexual rear to increase her sense of submission. Soon, she was reduced to begging for Carver to finish off, feeling her orgasm so close now. When it finally came, she yelled out aloud towards the cave, her voice ringing against the walls as Carver finally released her and pulled her into the shade.

Sera, formally having passed out from the heat and pleasure both, awoke now to find herself rehydrated, resting near the pool on the same side still. She raised herself up, looking around now, wondering where her partner had gone. To her surprise, he'd remained there, watching over her to make sure she recovered, though he'd fallen asleep where he sat against the shaded walls of the cave. Sera tilted her head in confusion and slowly moved over to him. He was her alpha, and he could've just left her in the sun to dry up if he'd wanted, or helped her and then left. But instead he stayed. Why? She knelt beside him and touched his shoulder cautiously, nudging him awake softly. His eyes opened slowly and looked over to her, a smile crossing his lips now.

"You could've gone at any time once you beat me. Why stay?"

"Call it returning a favor. You said yourself, we are mates now. Like it or not, I've got to take care of you, don't I? What kind of alpha would I be if I just left you to suffer after claiming victory over you?" This wasn't really how Carver had seen this whole affair playing out for himself, but, despite it all Sera had shown him at least some level of compassion, so he owed he that much. But he still planned on leaving, now that he could. Sera nodded to him and smiled, amazingly accepting of her new role, at least for now. She pointed over to a patch of rocks, saying that she'd managed to get her partner some new ones, since she'd destroyed the last pair. Carver wasn't really sure what to do with her now that he was free again. He could just leave her, but they were mates now, like it or not...

"Will you come back, alpha? Your Sera will get awful lonely if she doesn't get to see you soon. Besides, could you really stay away from me for long?" She stood up and demonstrated her cleavage again, still shameless as ever. Carver shook his head and looked out along the beach.

"Well, I can't take you with me, and I certainly can't stay. But I tell you what, partner. Next time I visit, if you can beat me, I'll stay the night. Deal?" Sera grinned mischieviously at him and nodded.

"Oh sweetie, you're gonna get me all hot and bothered again talking like that. Be sure to come prepared for round three, because next time I see you, you're all mine alpha."

"Hehe, yeah, keep thinking that Sera. We'll see who claims victory when that time comes. But... before I do go..." Carver shrugged and stepped toward Sera, kissing her deeply and holding her tightly to him as she had their first kiss. Sera only blushed rose red and nodded, undoubtedly prepping for the next brawl already as Carver grabbed his gear from where he'd left it and made his way back to his village. When he passed the sign again, he could only laugh and shake his head. "Shark attacks likely" was quite the understatement. Now he knew why there'd been warnings to begin with. Guess it was a little late now...