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A firm slap against my rump made me snap out of whatever deep thought I was in at the time, forcing a soft squeak and gasping moan out of my muzzle almost reflexively. All the action I'd been getting from the Warg recently left me with some pretty high standards of pleasure. And unfortunately the weasel just didn't fill that void, leaving me free to zone out a bit as his hips kept drilling back and forth into my rump. Of course my nearly constant moans and soft groans were just about automatic at this point, this being far from the first time I've been fucked in my life. My body knew what to do to at least fake that I was having a good time, so it flew along on autopilot all the while. That left my mind free to wander, to think about my upcoming session with the Warg.

Our nightly mating sessions hadn't slowed down even one bit. Over one month in and he was still more than happy to prove he's my Alpha night in and night out. We both still enjoyed the constant attention after hours tremendously, and I certainly hadn't lost my desire to bend over for him either. Although I had started looking forwards to the weekends a little bit recently as my body was starting to fight me. Saturday and Sunday there was a different night security guard watching the zoo, forcing me to stay home and get some much needed rest. I looked rather rough come Friday from the lack of sleep, being kept up a good portion of the night by the Warg. I told everyone at work that I just wasn't sleeping well... which was mostly true. But that was due to a huge feral canine cock inside me most of the time, and not just an old mattress.

It was like he had me addicted to it. Wanting it. Craving it. Dreaming about it. Those weekend breaks were great on Saturday, but come Sunday I couldn't wait for another go. Even my toys had started to get dull compared to the real thing. I had done my best to ride some of my biggest canine ones, and even gotten myself the one that most closely resembled his size, but it barely registered as anything other than fake in my brain. It just wasn't him. And it was all about him. His presence. His attitude. His dominance. He was the big beast that did it like no one else could. The one and only Warg. My Alpha.

Hence why I simply couldn't get into the sex I was getting from the weasel. He wasn't the Warg. He wasn't even close. Not to mention I could barely even feel his cock inside of me from all the previous attention my Alpha had given me the past month. But, for sake of being able to get into the zoo and see him, I did my best to roll with it. My back arched up with a few sexy moans flying out of my muzzle, all the while that cock did it's best to ram right through me as it slipped in and out through my hole easily enough.

The weasel didn't seem to mind my looseness, or how little I was really giving back to him. He was pumping fast and hard, going balls deep with every last pump. His belly rubbed up against my rump and back each time he hilted against my cheeks, laying there for only a split second before sliding back and ramming forwards again. And I could tell he was getting close too as his thrusts started to become a little erratic and his breathing got nice and heavy. His grip on my shoulders grew firmer before too long, and with a few final hard pumps I felt him dive in deep and stay firmly pressed up to my cheeks.

Even if the sex wasn't all that great, it was certainly a relief to not have that strong taste linger in my muzzle at the very least. Besides, my rump was more than happy to take an additional warm-up pounding, even if it really didn't need it. The Warg didn't seem all too thrilled about someone else using me before he could, but he dealt with it. It was the only way I could get in to see him now after all. Blowjobs were becoming a bit boring for the weasel, so we had to step it up and go all the way just to make sure he would still let me in.

Even with my well opened rump the weasel seemed happy to quickly get off though, laying over me and panting softly as I gave my hips a little wiggle in return. "Mmm, amazing as always Ethan..." he adds with a happy smile, giving a little nuzzle into my shoulder.

"Mmm, you're welcome anytime..." I add with a hidden little yawn, not wanting him to see it as my body shook a bit in the process. Luckily he didn't seem to as he slowly pulled his cock out of my rump, getting a few tissues and cleaning up his own cock and groin. I was all too happy to stay laying over that desk as he did, not even reaching down and picking up my shorts. I simply took in the sensation of a freshly creamed tail hole, still loving that feeling regardless of how the sex was before it. I simply waited until the tissue box flew my way before yanking out a pair of them. I gave my ass crack a wipe or two before tossing the used tissues in the trash. Only then did I reach down and pull my shorts up over my rump. One they were nice and settled, I gave a soft push up with my arms against the desk, rising up to my feet once again with a little stretch of my back.

The weasel was already busy sitting back down in his chair by the time I got up, wiping at his sweaty brow with the back of his paw. He was busy clicking on a few things on his computer while he slowly called back with, "So, what's on the bill today? Still the Warg?" He gave back a little smirk and inflection as if he knew my answer already, giving a little shuffle in his seat all the while.

"Yeah, the Warg," I add back simply, letting out a little smile towards him as I started to stroll on over.

That was enough for him to chuckle and continue his work on disabling the camera systems. But I just couldn't leave it at that today. I had plans.

"There's something I need to ask you to do for me today though..." I add back softly and slowly, trying my best not to startle the poor weasel.

My plan kind of failed though as he quickly stopped his typing, almost freezing in place for a second. With a little kick off the ground his chair started to rotate, coming to rest facing me in a slow, creaking turn. He had a rather disapproving look on his face as he tried to stare me down, crossing his arms over his chest as he gave a little grumble. He certainly didn't like the sound of that, and I guess I couldn't blame him. We both knew that all this was incredibly risky, and he'd gone out of his way to help me PLENTY of times. But I needed a little extra help from him tonight... and I wasn't feeling all that confident I could get it. It would certainly be asking a lot.

"What do you want?" he asks simply with a little glare towards me, making me feel like I was already behind the curve.

"Relax big guy," I add with a casual smile and a dismissive little flick of my ears back behind my shoulders once again. "It's nothing big..."

He didn't seem to buy it though as he just kept on staring, the weasel's gaze firming up even more as he waited for me to continue.

"Well," I add back, taking a soft breath, "I was kind of hoping I could take the Warg out of his enclosure...." I took a little pause to try and judge the weasel's reaction before continuing with, "... and bring him into another one. Another... inhabited one."

The weasel's face remained solid for a second, before finally starting to twist just a little bit into a confused, and almost disappointed look. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he adds back almost trying to be playful about it, but with some serious heavy undertones clinging onto those words as well. "Are you crazy?"

I seriously had nothing to retort with. All I could do was throw back a little shrug and say, "Maybe. Possibly." It was true enough. I didn't think I was in the right mind anymore. The Warg had a way of twisting me... pulling at me... getting me to bend to his whims... and the scariest part about it all was that I didn't seem to mind anymore. If I would've opened my mouth and asked the weasel for something like this two months ago I would've been ashamed of myself for even trying. But now... well... I was prepared to fight for it.

"But listen," I finally say back after a short moment of silence, sliding in a little closer towards the weasel to make my case. "I've been nothing but 100% sure about the Warg since the second or third time I visited him. Everything else I've asked you for has gone off perfectly. I've spent many nights with him, many FULL nights... alone and exposed. And not once has anything serious happened. I know it sounds crazy, and I don't expect you to believe me fully, but... we understand each other. We understand each other on a few different levels... levels that I never thought I'd understand anyone much less a four-legged creature. I know I can trust him. I can trust him with my life. And I HAVE trusted him with my life. Hell, I trust him with that every night, and not once has he laid more than an accidental scratch on me."

The weasel just sighed and shook his head at that quick outburst, sliding a paw up to rub over his face. I could see the confusion and contradiction in his eyes and posture as he just slowly and silently looked back at me.

"And I know it sounds very risky and idiotic, trust me," I continued nevertheless, keeping up my vocal assault. "But I think I can handle both the warg and the crocs at the same time. In fact I think they'll be under their best behavior..."

"Wait wait..." the weasel stutters out with a sudden groan, leaning forwards in his chair a bit. I could see a stupefied look slowly start to cross his face as he tries to figure out just what I was talking about. "A wolf and a crocodile? What the.... I don't even know.... hell Ethan, I don't even KNOW what the hell you're gonna do with those two at once..."

I could only give back a slightly blushing chuckle at that, feeling stricken right to the core as the weasel had a point. It sounded ridiculous. It WAS ridiculous. But for some reason there was also some underlying rationality to it in my head. It sounded crazy, but I was pretty sure it could work out. But just how to explain that to the weasel in a way he'd believe me was a challenge I couldn't even start to comprehend.

"I... mmmph," I started back up after a second, having to choose my words carefully as the weasel looked about ready to kick me right out of the control room. "Eh, I... don't quite know how to explain it or what to say. You wouldn't believe me if I told you the whole truth, I can promise you that. But I can tell you this much. They won't be going at it at the same time. The wolf is kind of there just to watch for a bit...."

The weasel couldn't help but burst out laughing at that, finally hitting his breaking point on the subject. He took probably a good 30 seconds of pure, deep laughter before he slowly started to come around again, letting his chuckling die to a point where he could speak. I let him get it all out of his system, standing there a little embarrassed as I looked down at the floor with my long ears drooping over my shoulders once more.

"So," he finally started back up as his chuckles fade away to the background, "You're gonna bring your fuckbuddy wolf over to sit patiently and watch as you try and... I dunno, blow a croc? How do you even plan on getting the croc to.... ah, fuck it... You know what? Just fuck it," he adds, breaking into another round of hearty chuckles. "I just don't know Ethan, I just don't even know...."

He quickly shakes his head and lets out a heavy sigh, looking as if he's about to turn around and slide back towards his computer. But that's not the kind of mindset I want him to get back to the controls with. I doubt at this point he'd do anything beneficial for me. He was probably ready to switch all the cameras back on, stopping me from going into the zoo at all tonight...

I couldn't let that happen. I took a few quick steps forward and quickly grabbed onto his arm before he could spin back around. He let out a sharp gasp as I gazed down at him with a needy, probably pathetic, and almost whimpering gaze, trying to get some sympathy from him. And as his chuckles quickly came to a stop it seemed like I certainly had his attention at least.

"Please," I started out with before pausing for a second, catching my breath. "I know it sounds ridiculous, and I know anything I say will only make it worse, but please... I have to do this. Just do this one thing for me, and I can promise you everything will turn out fine. No one will get mauled, no one will get bitten, no one will get hurt. I can put my job on that if I need to."

He gives back one more heavy sigh and a few weak chuckles as he slowly tries to push me off his arm. With a quick twist of his chair he manages to slip from my grasp, wheeling himself over towards his computer with a few pumps of his legs on the ground. I could only stand there nearly defeated, whimpering heavily as I watch him pick up his mouse in his paw. After a few slow clicks at the computer screen he slowly takes a breath and says,"You know Ethan, I think you need a break from things. You've been here EVERY night." His voice was calm and casual, but there was also a little sympathy in it. But not for the reasons I really wanted. "I'm sure the sex is amazing, but still... go home and relax for a few days... clear your head. It'll do you a world of good."

I could feel the situation slipping away as I let out another heavy whimper, feeling conflicted inside as well. Do I go and push the situation like I knew I should? Or do I run and scamper off to the shadows, giving in to an authority figure just like I had been doing all my life? And what would the Warg think? How would he feel? Knowing that I couldn't even make it in for my special reward day to see him. I couldn't let him down like that. I wouldn't....

Quickly my paw surged down into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, flipping it open with a quick flick of my wrist. I dug in deep for anything I had stashed in there, wrapping my digits around whatever bills happened to be floating about. I pulled out the small wad of cash and quickly slid on over to the weasel, flashing it all in front of his face before laying it down on his keyboard a moment later. "Please, take it..." I added back with another needy whimper. "Take it all if you want. But I need this. I need to do this. And I need your help. I'll get down onto my knees and beg you if that's what you want. I'll give you any kind of sex you can imagine for the rest of your life if that'll do it. Just do this for me. Let me through..."

He stops working again with a quick jolt before staring down at the cash right by his paws, gently lifting his fingers up to start picking through the pile. There were some decent bills in there, not just all singles for sure. How much it all came out to I really wasn't sure, but it didn't matter. My drive and desire was high enough to look past some petty cash.

"You... really are serious, aren't you?" he adds back with a heavy sigh, the cash in front of him proving it rather firmly. And now it was his turn to be a bit stumped at what to do, staring down at the money as he waited for my answer.

"Yes," is all I say back with a gentle nod, my paw shivering a little bit as I slowly put my empty wallet back into my pants pocket.

He lets out another heavy sigh at that before going quiet for a moment of silence. I could see his mind thinking and twisting, conflicted and trying to figure out what to do. And then all of a sudden I watched him take a deep breath and shout out loudly, "Fuck Ethan... what the hell am I going to do with you?" With those words out he gave a heavy grumble and just leaned back in his chair, dragging his paws across his face once more. He got a few good rubs of his cheeks, eyes, and forehead in before letting his arms fall limp to his sides with another heavy, frustrated groan. He looked back up at me with a slightly dopey expression once he was done, as if waiting for me to tell him what to do next.

"I dunno," I finally say back with a little sigh myself. "Clear the cameras and make sure I have a safe passage from the Warg's enclosure to the Crocodiles underground?"

He sighed out heavily again as the weasel didn't seem to like that answer, but another firm look at the cash in front of him slowly started to flip his mind. He stayed silent for a good minute or two, looking and trying to decide on just what to do, before finally giving one last heavy, lung clenching sigh. "If I let you do this tonight," he started off with his words slow and methodical, "Will you promise you'll take a few days off to really let your head clear afterwards? That is if you're not dead or we're both fired?"

I didn't even have to think, quickly giving a nod so hard that my floppy ears slid back and forth past my shoulders with each bob of my head. "I promise I will!" I added back, happily starting to perk up once again as my feet caught a little spring in them once more.

He just sighed again at that, totally not feeling my enthusiasm. But nevertheless he just gently slid back up to attention as he got his paws working on the mouse and keyboard once more. "I hate you... so much Ethan... I really do..." he added with an authentic grumble underneath his heavy breath.

I didn't care though as I simply squeaked happily at the news. I was quick to lean down over his shoulder and push in towards his cheek, laying a firm and sloppy kiss over it as he continued to type away. He tried to squirm away from it with another heavy grunt, but by that point I was happily bouncing out and over towards the door. "Thanks stud, I owe ya one!" I added as I slowly start to turn the handle.

"Yeah you fuckin' do," he added back, still a bit unhappy but seeming to be along with the ride for now at least. And that's all I needed as I heard the door slam shut behind me, a spring in my step as I walked briskly over towards the employee entrance.

I couldn't get to the Warg's cage fast enough, not even caring that the weasel probably hadn't gotten to shut off all the cameras yet. I was still in shock that it all actually worked to be honest, getting the go ahead for my special reward. It had been easier to convince the Warg than it had been the weasel it seemed, but I had managed to do it! Although, come to think of it, the idea was mostly the Warg's in the first place. Perhaps he just wanted to push his boundaries and see how much freedom he could get, or maybe he did genuinely want to reward me for my dedication. I couldn't even begin to tell. Nor did I much care. He had told me to make it happen one day, and here we were.

I quickly bounced on through the underground tunnel until I hit my normal set of enclosure keys. They jingled happily in my paw as I swung them around, hopping with a good spring in my step over towards the Warg's enclosure. I didn't even have to think as my clothing just about fell off my body the moment I reached that door. It was such a practiced ritual that it was second nature to me by this point. And once I was naked I quickly unlocked the main hallway door and pulled it open just a bit, dropping to my paws and knees a moment later. I quickly pulled the door open the rest of the way from my kneeling positioning and peaked my head in, seeing those bright green eyes glowing heavily at me through the darkness.

I let out a small squeak as that sight always sent a shiver down my spine. But slowly I began to creep on in, getting closer and closer towards those glowing eyes before I finally hit the second door. I didn't even bother to close the first door behind me like I usually did, leaving it wide open and letting the dull fluorescent light slowly leak into the otherwise dark enclosure. That gave me a good view of the beast right from the get-go, seeing his powerful body and muscles flexing and tensing for me all the while in his own excitement. Slowly my paw reached up with the set of keys, sliding the right one into the lock and giving it a twist. The locked clanked open, and with a firm push of his muzzle against the side of that door the Warg was quickly by my side, barred door swinging wide open.

"Mmmm, I take it your negotiations went well omega," he added slowly in that deep, sexy, rumbling voice that he always had, sending another heavy shiver down my spine. I was almost like a drug junkie getting another hit of their favorite drug at that point as I let out a heavy gasp, feeling the shiver surge all throughout my body in a moment or two. But I kept my eyes pinned to the ground, not daring to stare up at him until told me it was okay to do so. That's just how he liked it. Total control. Total submission.

"Yes Alpha," I add back with a happy and excited squeak, feeling my sheath already growing firm just from the Warg's presence around me. I couldn't see him, I couldn't feel him, I could only barely smell him... but I knew he was there. I could sense those green piercing eyes glaring down at me and burying their gaze into my skull and body, no matter what direction he was coming at me from. He quickly began to circle around me, inspecting me almost, seeing if I was still worthy of his time and attention. And luckily for me it seemed I was.

"Mmm, do tell omega," he added back, happily stuffing his nose up against my rump and back to start collecting his own evidence.

"Well Alpha, it wasn't easy," I said back with a heavy squeak and shiver from that cold nose up against me, my gaze still focused on the ground as I continued to bow my head in submission. "I almost thought he was going to throw me back out tonight for even suggesting it. But I ended up proving to him just how badly I needed this, and he finally gave in."

"It's not all that comforting to know someone else holds so much power over you," he added back with an unhappy grumble, giving in a few more testing sniffs of my frame before seeming content. "And he does leave quite a terrible scent on you I must admit."

"I'm sorry Alpha," is all I could say back, giving a little shiver of my frame as I did my best to mean it. "Unfortunately it can't be helped. It's how things work around here. And I'm very lucky to have it as good as I do. I've told you what could happen if I end up getting caught."

"Quite lucky indeed," he added again with a little grunt, seeming both amused and disappointed at the events at the same time. "Well then, shall we head on out omega?"

"Yes Alpha!" I said back quickly, finally raising my gaze to meet those large, green, hypnotizing eyes staring right back at me, only a few inches from my face. I let out a heavy squeak as I didn't expect him to be there so close, which the Warg seemed to enjoy as he added back a content little grunt at my display. How he managed to sneak up on me and surprise me time and time again like that I couldn't even begin to say, but I wouldn't deny it sent another pleasurable shiver down my spine knowing that he still could.

"Well then," he added with an almost excited rumble himself, "Up on two legs omega and lead the way."

I was certainly not one to go against the Warg's wishes as I hopped on up onto my hind legs and quickly slid the keys out of his enclosure door. But as I began walking over towards the main door I let out a soft gasp as it dawned on me what I was doing. I was releasing a zoo animal from it's cage. I could only imagine the trouble I would get into if something went wrong, or someone found out. But, then again, the Warg would do that to me.... would he? I mean, I had to trust him. And I did trust him. But still, there was something gnawing away in the back of my mind, telling me not to do it...

Of course I didn't listen as both myself and the Warg quickly slipped out of that final retaining room and into the hallway beyond. And to my slight surprise the Warg didn't just bolt right off and try to escape either, just like those deep dark parts of my mind had been fearing. He simply stayed calmly at my side the whole time, almost looking a little nervous himself as his paws pressed onto the cold concrete of the underground tunnel.

I had played this scenario out in my head over and over again the past few days, thinking of every possible thing that could go wrong and leave me trapped in a terrible situation. But so far the Warg seemed rather patient, even taking a seat by the door as I locked it up once again. He was calm, cool, and collected as his tail gently wagged on behind him, staring up at me all the while as I worked to get myself ready.

And once the door was closed properly I slowly turned to look back at him. I gave him a little bow before finally saying, "This way Alpha," and turned to start walking down the hallway. He was quick to jump back up onto all four legs and stride up beside me, seeming like quite the well behaved companion to be honest. I could hear his nose sniffing around, and his gaze darting back and forth from door to door as we passed them, but then again that was just normal canine behavior. This was new for him too - taking in his surroundings and getting a big picture of what was going on. It wasn't like he was trying to formulate an escape route or anything... at least that's what I hoped. I didn't want to say I didn't have full trust in the Warg after all those nights together, but... even now there was something still poking away at the back of my mind. But I did my best not to show it, keeping cool and collected as well as we slowly made the trek over.

There was no reason to speak much on the way to be honest We both knew quite well what was going to happen once we got there. We had taken a moment to talk it over a good bit last night as we laid there knotted together. When it came to other animals, I put my trust in the Warg completely. I had to. He seemed so confident, so sure that he could make this work... and the pull he had on me by now was rather intense. I was willing to live and die by his word. Hopefully it didn't come to that of course. But knowing that I just might do something that crazy for him made me feel both scared out of my mind, and proud that I finally had something to be that dedicated to for a change. It was a weird zone to be in, but there wasn't much I could do other than enjoy the ride.

There were a lot of twists and turns through the underground tunnels before that boring steel door came into view. But it was clearly labeled in large, black letters "Crocodiles", so there was no mistaking that we had finally made it. I slowly flipped through the keyring in my paw and finally found the one labeled 'croc' with a few deep, nervous breaths. I took a few final steps forwards and lifted it up against that opening before slowly sliding it into the door. As I gave it a firm twist I could hear the door give off a loud clank, and with a little squeak in surprise myself I gently began to push it in. The Warg followed carefully right behind me, silent as he seemed a little nervous himself actually. But it was my paw that was shaking the most as I had a bit of trouble finding the hole for the second key, taking quite a few attempts to slide it in before very slowly twisting it.

I heard the door clank heavily as the lock released once more, making me gasp softly from the startling noise But before I could give it a firm push inwards and get it to crack open I heard the Warg softly say, "Let me head in first omega. Make sure everyone is behaving themselves."

I was certainly more than happy to let him take the lead as I gave a quick nod, pushing the door open just far enough so that the lock wouldn't catch again. The Warg gave off a small grunt before starting to move forward slowly, pushing the door open the rest of the way with his muzzle as he started to creep in.

The crocs didn't really have a special night time enclosure. They were left to swim in their water day in and day out as it was much easier than moving them any considerable distance each night. This was mostly a good thing for me as the crocs were used to their surroundings by now, and even with someone creeping in they still felt like they had control of the situation in their little habitat. And that meant that they were calm and cool as the Warg started to stroll into their territory, taking a few tentative steps before his frame disappeared through the firm steel entranceway.

Before he got too deep into the enclosure he began to let out a few soft hisses and grunts to let them all know he was coming. Once he got his vocal chords in alignment and situated the noises started to rain out of him full blast, no doubt stirring them out of their watery slumber. It was amazing to witness as those purely reptile noises started to flood out of the canine's muzzle, watching his soft shadowy figure creep ever closer to the water's edge. It was the first time I'd ever heard anything but canine noises and anthro speech come from him, but damn I was impressed. He sounded like a dead ringer for a croc, that much I had to admit. He got everything right from those deep growls and grumbles to his inflection at the end of some of the hisses. If I didn't see the outline of that large wolf glaring back at me in the dull moonlight, I would've swore that there were nothing but crocs in the enclosure.

It made sense that if he could communicate with other animals he had to be able to vocalize in their native tongues as well. And damn was he doing a good job as it just sounded so real. I even found it a bit unsettling that such noises could even leave a canine's muzzle, wondering just how he had the body space, lung power, and technique to produce such sounds. But whatever gift he had was definitely in full use as I heard a few little splashes here and there, the canine's vocalizations getting their point across. As I heard the splashes I curiously looked in and leaned past the door a bit more, struggling for a glance through the dull light. I was able to see a few more splashes in the water, but that's about all I could make out through the small hidden door as it was a bit too dark for me to see clearly.

The growling and hissing continued on for a few more moments as well, with little bits of splashing interspersed between them all the while. To my untrained ears it almost sounded as if they were having a little argument from all the guttural growls and hisses going on, but then again they could've just as easily been talking about how much of a slut I was as well. The Warg had told me some of the things the rest of the zoo was saying after all, so word did get around... But all I could do was wait for my signal from the Warg as the hissing and grunting continued to rumble on in the enclosure. I waited for another minute or two before the Warg suddenly snapped out of his croc speech and shouted back towards me, "Omega, you may turn on the lights. Wait for thirty seconds for everyone to adjust to the light, then you can start to make your way in."

I was quite at the news as I was kind of desperate to see something, reaching for the light switches and flipping them one at a time. With a firm buzzing the lights slowly came on one by one - rather dim and hidden, but still giving me enough light to see more than just vague outlines. I took a few deep breaths before gently pushing the door open all the way, making my way in with a few careful steps towards where the Warg was waiting by the water.

"Move slowly," he added back in a soft, cautious rumble, making me stop in place and then slowly start to creep forwards yet again. "Don't want to surprise them. They are but simple creatures..." He seemed to give a small smirk back at that, as if taking pride in himself for a second. I just added back a small and nervous chuckle before slowly making my way to his side, finding one of my paws gripping onto his fur tightly as I stood and stared out into the slightly murky water.

It was still hard to see much in the relative darkness, especially gazing into that slightly dirty water, but staring back at me were a few bumps gently poking through the still rippling surface. Two eyes spaced decently far apart, and then two nostrils much closer together. I shivered softly at the sight and gripped the Warg's fur a bit tighter as I felt another surge of nervousness run through me. The glare the croc was giving me made me stand up on my tippy toes, shivering gently as they locked right onto me and began to stare me down.

It had been one of my biggest fantasies to play with a crocodile, but that was mostly because I knew it would never happen. A predator like that was just too dangerous for me to even attempt to seduce on my own. Getting into the water, or even next to it with a few ambush predators circling about... I'd taken some risks in my time in the zoo, but not any like that before. But yet here I was, staring down a croc who could rip and twist me into pieces at a moment's notice. To be honest the fear only heightened the sensations and desire a bit more, feeling a heavy shiver run down my spine as I bounce eagerly from foot to foot. Whether it was from fear or eagerness I couldn't say. Both mixed together inside my brain and did their best to keep my heart rate and breathing through the roof.

I didn't get too much time to think it through though as the Warg let out another heavy hiss and grunt towards the waiting croc all of a sudden. But it wasn't just vocal this time. Quickly he yanked free of my grip to bend down and squirm back and forth a bit, almost acting like he was slithering. It took me a moment to realize just what he was doing, but I felt slightly dumb afterwards for not realizing it sooner. Most animals don't just use vocal cues to communicate. Body posture and position mean a lot more than noises in most cases. And this had to be something important as the canine put a good bit of effort into it, making his fur stand up on end the more he squirmed and hissed.

I could only watch on as the croc slowly started to swim forwards, adding back a few slithers and grunts of his own as his front paws hit the dry land in front of us. Slowly he pulled himself up and out of the water grunt by slithering grunt, still shimmering a dark green color in the dull lighting. He was a big boy, probably about 10 feet long from snout to tail tip, and he showed it all off as he slowly lumbered up onto the shore with a few less than graceful slithers. But before too long his belly was firmly dragging against the smooth concrete floor of his pond bank, the large beast adding back a few more soft growls and grunts with the Warg firing right back. What they were saying I had no idea, but I couldn't take my eyes off the massive beast as I felt my nerves kick back in with another fresh wave of anticipation. Being so close to such an angry sounding gathering... my flight response was kicking in rather hard. But all it took was one of my paws to slide down and grip the Warg's fur again to feel secure, my body starting to relax just a bit as I knew I was as well protected as I could get.

They continued to talk back and forth a little bit as I did my best to hide behind the Warg, standing there softly and just observing the conversation. But finally they seemed to come to an agreement, the croc giving one final little grunt before slowly starting to roll over onto his back. As the croc got comfortable, the Warg cleared his throat and quickly said to me, "My reptile is a bit rugged, but it seems to have gotten the job done. You will get down between his hind legs and arouse him like you know how to do. Once he's erect you can mount him and ride ontop of him until I tell you otherwise. If he enjoys it, or if he really does not enjoy it, then perhaps we can have you lay flat and have him mount you proper."

"Yes Alpha," I add back without even thinking, gulping down nervously as I stare at the belly up gator at this point.

The Warg gives a few more final grunts back to the croc before looking back at me and nuzzling at my hip. "So get going omega," he adds with a little rumble. "He's not entirely thrilled about this position, so do your best to make him enjoy it."

With his soft nod and push off of my foot I took a step forwards and gave out another little gulp. I took another small step or two before finally getting close enough to lay myself down onto my knees. From there I started to creep forwards just a bit more, getting my muzzle closer and closer to the large beast. I did my best not to turn my back completely on the croc, always trying to keep at least one eye on him as I scooted my way down sideways. It was a little awkward, but even with the Warg protecting and watching over me I felt safer staying perpendicular to his large muscular body. But finally I made it down to his hind legs, taking care to watch out for those sharp claws on his feet as tried to think of the best way to do this. The only way I could figure was to slide my own belly down on top of his pretty much, coming in from a slight angle so I could be out of range of his sharp claws and still get access to his slit. So I slowly started to position myself at the correct angle at his side, and then gently began to crawl up and over that large scaled beast.

I did my best to be as slow and gentle as I could manage as my chest and belly gently slid against the croc's own. But even with all my caution I could hear him give back a little growl at the first contact, so I froze in place and waited for any word from the Warg on what to do. After a few tense moments though his silence told me to keep on going, so I gently slid more and more of my body weight down onto the croc's belly and pushed myself forwards, eye's locked on my target between his legs.

There I was, leaning in from the side and having nearly my whole belly rubbing against the croc's, leaving me just enough room to reach down between those hind legs to begin looking for a slit. There were a few growls back and forth between the Warg and the croc as my paws searched, but I did my best to ignore them. I was on a mission after all, and it was rather hard to find what I was looking for in the sea of bumps and ridges. But finally my paw slid across a little break in the scales, and I carefully wiggled in just a single digit in to check if it was alright with the croc.

He didn't seem to mind too much, giving a little shift underneath me which got a soft growl from the Warg in caution. I pushed in deeper with a bit more force though, trying to see just how much of my finger I could wiggle inside. But before I could get too deep into that slit I felt something starting to push back - my finger finding some rather firm resistance stopping my descent further. I didn't push too hard after that, not wanting to hurt the large creature, but I did keep just a little pressure up over his slowly growing cock tip, further teasing the beginnings of that cock out.

The longer I continued to press and rub the firmer that cock pushed back against me. And finally it drove my finger nearly all the way out of that slit, sliding out with a wet little slurp back into the air. I let out a sudden gasp at that final surge, staring at that bulging tip as I gently started to massage the slit around the shaft, watching it grow and grow with every pass I made. I leaned in a bit closer to get a good look as I continued to rub the slit and base of that cock, marveling at it's shape already. It was no secret crocs had a rather interesting cock, and that's part of the reason I wanted to give it a try so bad. It wasn't that it was huge or anything, but the challenge of taming such an exotic beast like this... well, it was made MUCH more easier by the Warg of course, but the thrill was still there. And that large bulbous head of the croc's cock was already calling out to me, driving me closer and closer while it throbbed in the cool night air.

Slowly I leaned on in, almost letting the lust drive off my nerves, and gently putting my lips within striking distance. I wrapped my paw firmly around the ever growing shaft, giving it a few soft pumps while I slowly leaned on over to give it a kiss. I could hear the croc grumble a good bit at first, but after a small squirm and a growl from the canine he started to calm down and let me take the lead. As I pulled back I gave my lips a quick lick, tasting the salty, slightly metallic, yet oddly familiar taste on them. With a small groan I dove in again, this time with my tongue, to really give that cock a proper tasting.

I let out a few hot moans as my tongue made a few slow passes, then quickly slurped back into my mouth to savor everything it touched. I don't know quite what came over me at that moment, but I certainly seemed to be drunk with lust. I was all too happy to dig right on in and push forwards yet again, wrapping my lips gently around that bulging tip. With a quick pop I pushed on down and slid it through my mouth, sliding my tongue over that thick head as I gave back a good set of groans and moans. I continued the happy noises and vibrations as I sank down a good few inches onto that shaft, and then took a small pause to further savor the moment. The croc was just about fully hard now, and I had just about three quarters of his cock inside my muzzle. I could feeling it pushing firmly at the back of my throat, pumping with his heartbeat and throbbing against the entrance to my windpipe So I gave one last final push and felt that large bulge dive into my throat, feeling almost like a knot that wanted to lock inside me I closed my eyes to concentrate, feeling my throat get nice and plugged up for a few seconds, before pulling back and getting a nice wet throaty pop for my efforts along with my hot and heavy gasps.

That also got a rather good grumble from the croc below me as I added in a small moan of my own, hearing the Warg chuckle a little bit from behind me in the distance. "He likes it... you cocktease..." he adds in, making me blush just a touch as I dove back onto that cock, wrapping my lips and tongue around the bulbous tip yet again. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I was going to enjoy every moment of it that I possibly could. Then again, with the Warg around this might not be the last time I'd be here, lips sucking firmly around crocodile cock. But then again, after all the years of craving this special and exotic cock, here it was finally right in my muzzle. And I made sure to show off just how much I wanted it.

I was quick to start flying with the bounces and slurps around that cock, going to town and letting my spit fly as I pushed the head back into my mouth and even down my throat. I think I might have even surprised the Warg as he watched, hearing a few more interested chuckles fly from his lips as I worked. And I knew for sure the croc was enjoying it, watching his upturned legs go a little limp while his back slowly arched a bit and helped to thrust back up into my muzzle. So I did my best not to disappoint and keep the spit flying, slurping hungrily up and down that unique and salty shaft all the while.

But before I could really get into it and start to work some of my bigger magic, I could hear the canine suddenly let out a soft grumble and slide in with, "That's enough omega. He is enjoying it far too much. Let him under you tail before he finishes."

Reluctantly I gave a small nod on the cock, although it probably looked more like a final bob as I pressed down nearly to that cock slit one final time with my lips. Heeding the canine's words I did slowly pull off that cock though, letting that bulging head pop right out from my lips as both me and the croc gave another soft shiver at the sensation. I slowly caught my breath, taking a few deep lung filling gasps all the while, before settling my knees into position and slowly getting ready to stand up.

After a moment to compose myself I gave a small push off the ground with one hind leg as I slowly slid up onto one of my feet. I gave a little pivot on my one knee and carefully began to spin, sending my now extended foot out and over the belly of the croc. I did my best not to startle him as I tried to keep my leg and foot away from both his front claws and muzzle, but he seemed rather peaceful at the moment, still in a daze from the cock sucking no doubt. The Warg had probably put him in some sort of happy trance with those powerful glowing eyes of his as well, just to make sure he was more under control. I could see them shining bright through the darkness as my foot completed its journey, landing down on the other side of the croc and pressing softly into the concrete. I slid on up to my other footpaw as I got myself settled, trying to minimize belly contact on the croc as I slowly inched myself backwards. All the while I kept my eyes both on the canine in the distance and the croc in the foreground, watching for any signs of trouble from either one of them. But with the Warg's eyes glowing, and the croc laying there happy and tranquil for the moment, there was no doubt that I should be good to go.

So with the coast clear I gently reached back with my paw to grab a hold of that interestingly shaped cock once again, and I slowly started to lower myself down in it's general direction. It was far from the first time I'd sat on a cock for sure, so my aim was pretty much dead on as I lead it down and underneath my tail. I could feel that bulbous tip press against my well fucked pucker, and with a few wiggles and grinds back I felt my resistance give up fairly easily. That wide cock tip popped through my ring with a wet slurp, along with a soft gasp from my own body as I gave back a few soft twitches at the sensation. It wasn't the biggest cock I'd taken for sure, but that shape was enough to get me shivering in pleasure as I felt that bump surge up and inside me.

I pushed back further and further until I could feel the croc's slit grinding against my ass cheeks and pucker, taking a soft seat over it as I let most of my body weight drive me down onto his groin. I let out a few deep breaths once more as I got myself settled, letting my legs slowly start to lose tension as my butt pressed down against that scaled beast. Gently I reached out with my paws and slid them up and over the croc's belly, bending forwards just a bit and sliding about an inch off that cock. I was careful just how hard I pushed as I slowly got my body in line for a good few pumps on that cock, but after seeing the croc remain steady I gave a good push off with my feet and began to rise back up off that cock a bit more.

I gave out a soft moan as that member slid through my insides, always loving that tingling sensation of something deep inside me ever since I tried out my first sex toy so many years ago. And with that reverse knot design of the croc's cock I couldn't help but let out a bit of a shiver, feeling that bulge rubbing right over my well battered prostate as it slid back towards my ring. I kept on sliding right on up to the tip, feeling it tugging back on my hole gently, before sliding down once more with a wet slurp and hilting myself back on the croc. He let out a soft grunt and grumble at that initial sensation, but kept his body motions to a minimum as the Warg made sure he behaved himself.

That meant I was free to go and do as I pleased, and I didn't wait for too long before bringing my own naturally powerful hips into the equation. I planted my feet firmly on either side of the croc after the first few testing bounces and quickly started to push firmly once again. And when I felt the tug on my pucker from that bulge I slid back down, moaning out hotly as I started to get into a good, hard, cock loving rhythm. It felt wonderful to have something so unique inside of me, feeling rather different that most of the other cocks I'd had the pleasure of servicing. Sure it was a little small for my state, especially after the nightly ruttings from the beastly hung Warg, but that didn't mean that I couldn't enjoy it. I loved cock. Any size, any shape, and I did my best to prove it with my firm and soon speedy pumps.

Up and down my hips began to slapp into that groin, making quite the barrage of wet and sloppy sounds which only grew with the more pre I milked out of the croc. Not to mention I still had the weasel's load in there as well, plus whatever extra lube was finding it's way out of me at this moment. It was slick, it was sloppy, and I loved it, pumping hard and letting my own moans ring out into the enclosure. My back arched nice and firmly as my ass cheeks kept their pumping going steadily, rocking my hips back and forth like a good slut as I slowly worked over that cock like I had done to many before. Only difference was that this time the once getting the treatment was rather silent, grunting softly and enjoying himself instead of slapping my ass and calling me a slut. Not that it mattered to me really as there was really only one thing that drove me - the pleasure of cock and the cum deep inside me. And for that I was willing to work up one hell of a sweat.

I kept my pumps on that cock going for a while as I leaned forwards over the croc, but soon enough I could feel my legs start to give and ache a bit from all the bouncing they were doing. But I was far from done. Hell, I was just getting warmed up. Gently I leaned on back, placing my paws behind me and settling them down on the ground right behind the croc's hind legs. And from this position I could really start to get into it. Up and down my ass pumped and slapped back into his groin, not even caring if I was going too fast or hard to be safe at this point. The hard slaps continued to ring out through the room as I made every effort not to stop or even slow down, keeping my legs bouncing and that croc's cock throbbing deep inside me. That cock slurped and popped in and out over my pucker, stretching it out a bit every now and then when the tip decided to pop out for a breath of air. But it didn't stay out long as I was quick to reach down and stuff it back in, getting back to a rather firm bouncing rate over the large beast before his wonderful cock could get too cold. I loved it, I needed it, and I wanted to keep on riding that cock until the sun came up if I could.

How long I kept that heavy pace up I really couldn't say. Switching back and forth between leaning back and forwards kept the action new, and made sure my muscles wouldn't tire out too soon. However I was certainly working hard enough to break quite the sweat and feel the burn in my legs either way, leaving me panting hard as I did everything in my power not to stop. I was certainly enjoying myself as I worked over that cock, and the croc was more than likely enjoying it too with the few heavy grunts he gave out on occasion. I could feel that cock throbbing nice and hard inside of me with every driving surge I made up and down it's length, pulsing with need as it forced open my soft and warm insides. Not to mention my own cute little cock was busy throbbing and bouncing up between my own legs with each pump, slapping the croc on the belly each time I made a vigorous push downwards. Soon enough it was even leaving a nice shiny spot on the scales, leading down to a little pre-cum stream leaking down the croc's side as well. It was quite the sight, and must have been one hell of a spectacle as I made sure to give it my all. But before I could fully lose myself completely into a hard fucking daze and let the cum flow I felt the Warg's glare, and then his words slowly pierce through my hard pants and moans.

"Omega, that's enough," he said out in his firm tone, getting me to stop almost instantly... after another slow pump or two up and down that cock for a cool down. I looked at him questioningly, but I was ready to follow whatever orders he might give me as I knew they were for the best. If the croc was done then the croc was done. I hadn't felt him cum or anything, but then again it was sometimes rather hard to feel. I'd gotten more than I'd ever hoped for already, so even if he had cum at some point I still had rather enjoyed myself. But my worry that the night was over didn't last long as the Warg put on one hell of a large grin. "He would like to mount you properly," he adds with a nice glare right back at me, those eyes glowing brightly and drilling into my head as hard as ever.

I gave out a firm squeak at that news and added in a little squeeze around that cock for a thank you to the croc as well. I happily gave a few more soft bounces on the cock, settling back down as I smiled widely and said, "What would you like me to do Alpha?"

He took a small moment to talk with the croc yet again before looking back towards me, making me stop my slow and steady bounces on that cock all of a sudden again. Those powerful glowing eyes pierced deep into my soul once more as the growls and hisses stopped from below me, making me shiver somewhere far and deep down as I let out a cute squeak. The Warg's lips slowly parted after getting my attention, and I could hear him say in his deep, sexy, dream-like voice, "Lay on your belly, spread your legs, and he will do his best not to crush you. If the pressure is too much let me know."

I knew it was kind of a crazy idea, letting a nearly half ton animal wiggle in on top of you and rut you down into hard concrete. But at this point I wasn't thinking rationally anymore. Far from it. If the Warg thought it was okay then it was good enough for me, no matter how dangerous it sounded. I put my full trust in him, and didn't even think to disobey as I just gave him a soft nod. I really did love the feel of the croc's cock, and to feel it properly thrusting inside of me instead of just a simple ride... man, I couldn't wait to try, no matter if I had to hold my breath the whole time to keep from being crushed. So with a final large push up and off the croc's body, I felt that cock tip pop through my ring once again as I slid up and onto my shaky feet.

I didn't waste too much time up and on them though, sliding to the side and slowly sliding back down onto my knees beside the croc. I crawled over a little bit more, giving him a good 10 feet of space to roll over and get himself situated, while I slowly pressed my belly down to the ground and spread out nice and wide to help disperse some weight. My legs spread nice and wide open, showing off my eager ass yet again, and even my arms and paws spread out to my sides as I tried to hold myself in position. Whether it would work or not against the slick and smooth concrete was going to be a challenge, but it'd be far from the first challenge I had met today for sure.

The croc didn't waste much time in flipping over and squirming back to his feet, giving me a rather firm swat with his tail somewhere in the middle of the action. It was most likely by accident, although I couldn't quite be so sure with the Warg in control. It made me wince a bit as that tail was rather heavy and hard, sending a surge of pain through my hip where it hit. But it was just one in my many little bumps, bruises, and cuts I got doing this sort of thing, so by now I was used to it. And besides, once the croc stretched out a bit and started to walk over towards me, I had quite a bit more to worry about than a slight pain in my side.

I could hear his deep breathing and rumbling as he eyed me up, almost a bit unsure himself about just what to do as he looked me over. But slowly he started to squirm down between my legs, turning his large body back to face mine before beginning to crawl forwards. I could feel his snout hit my rump cheeks first, making me gasp and shiver just a bit at the firm scalie touch. My own hard and throbbing bunny cock twitched against the cool concrete from that first bump as well, making me moan and just brace myself a bit more. And quickly more and more of the gator slid up and onto me, pushing my hips down into the solid rock as that massive body began to wiggle over and on top of me.

The pressure was intense, and not just on my hips before too long. I was small but certainly stronger than I looked. A few of my breeding sessions with the zoo animals had shown that for sure. But as the croc wiggled his way up further across my back I could feel my chest compress, making it quite hard to breathe as that massive weight began to lean down on me. More and more pressure pushed down onto my frame as the croc got himself settled, his stubby paws not doing much to take a lot of his weight as promised. The Warg could probably see the strain in my face as he gave out a few deep growls to the croc, and slowly the pressure began to lift itself just a bit. It still felt like I had a hippo on my back for sure, but I was able to move my chest and at least get a few shallow breaths in here and there.

Not that I minded the pressure to be honest. It felt good to be dominated like this, to be controlled, forced down, pinned into place... making me squirm hotly and heavily as I knew what was coming. And once that croc finally got himself into proper position, that slick tip once again began to poke up and between my cheeks. The sudden jolt of the wet sensation throbbing against my soft fur made me release all the air I had saved up in my lungs in a heavy gasp and groan. Now it was the croc's turn to breed me, showing me just what he had to give. Although it was the same cock from before, the situation was quite different. And that sent me shivering and moaning all the while as it slid his cock back and forth up my crack, searching for my hot hole yet again.

I wanted more than anything to reach on back and try to guide it in, but at this point I needed my paws pressed firmly into the ground to keep some counter pressure against the croc. So I did my best to wiggle my hips and help as best as I could, trying to hopefully push that croc cock into my rump. It wasn't exactly the easiest of all insertions, but eventually that thick tip once again found it's way against my nice and open hole. And with a firm push back from my own hips I gave the croc all the incentive he needed. Quickly he surged in the rest of the way, smacking down against my ass with a firm grunt on his part.

That of course lead to another heavy gasp and grunt from me as well, the air getting forced out of my lungs once again from the heavy thrust. My eyes and jaw shut rather firmly for the first time, doing my best to ride out that first heavy hit with a few little whimpers of my own. It was rough, it was intense, and the pressure and angle were totally different from when I was riding. It was hard, it was brutal, it was... feral. That's the only way I could explain it.

Sure it kind of hurt, and sure it was hard to take and handle, but that was all part of the deal. It wasn't about my pleasure, it wasn't about my comfort... it was about a big sexy beast driving in and trying to get himself off. I was there for HIS pleasure, and that's all there was to it. And damn did I love that position. The pain mixed with the pleasure deep inside my mind, leading to quite the mixed up and intense sensation surging through my body. And as the croc kicked his thrusting hips into gear it made me groan with each hard slap down against my ass, making me tense my body up just so I could handle the intense strain.

The croc really wasn't like the Warg in his thrusts. He wasn't blindingly quick, or nice and fluid with a good flow. He was more jerky, spontaneous, and clumsy I suppose you could say. He was a big lumbering beast, and out of the water he certainly fucked like one. But then again there was nothing wrong with that as the element of surprise was heavy as well. I never knew just how hard the next thrust would hit in, or even if the croc could manage to get himself buried in to the hilt yet again. Just how much his body would squirm, his cock might throb, and just what angle he would drive in on at was a mystery each time. And that certainly added a good bit to the session, keeping me on edge all the while as I had to prepare for pump after pump with just about all of my senses blaring.

On and on those hips drove me down into the rock, doing their best to press me as flat as I could go thrust after thrust. The harder they slammed down into me, the harder they left me grunting and squeaking from the pressure. All of that croc's weight was behind them, and I could certainly feel his powerful, slow, driving thrusts try to ram right through me. Not to mention that thick head made it feel like his cock was all that much wider, a short but fat member slurping through the first few inches of my rump and making me feel fully stuffed full all the while.

The heavy growling in my ear only made me shiver more as the noises and deep breaths of the croc starting to fill the air all around me. And damn if a good mating call didn't get me off more than anything, especially when it was right in my ear, and especially when I was being rutted nice and hard. There was going to be no mating bite like the Warg gave me on occasion, at least hopefully not, but that deep rumble of the croc's body and his heavy growling and grunting above me was all I needed to leak a heavy stream of pre onto that concrete below me.

Back and forth his hips slapped against my now sore ass, the croc really driving hard to make up for his lack of speed. But I took each powerful pump with a grunt as I could feel his tail happily wagging back and forth behind him as well. Now that he was in his element and breeding me properly he loved it, showing me just who the subby bitch was around these parts and making sure my whole body wouldn't forget it. Up and down his hips slammed into mine, making my hole slurp as that cock popped in and out. A few times that bulbous head popped out too, making me squeak out cutely... only to gasp and groan as it drove right back in as quickly as it could - all that weight not being stopped for anything as he tried desperately to sink back into the warmth once more with a hard piercing drive.

Although the rutting was intense, by this point it was also short too. I had teased him plenty with the blowjob and then the ride, not to mention he was a feral beast and normally only lasted a few seconds to mate. But I was pretty sure that he was able to draw it out for me just a bit with the Warg's help, catching a weak glimpse of the canine's eyes glowing firmly the whole time as he watched. Just how he worked his magic I could never be sure, but he was doing a wonderful job of holding the croc in some sort of trance as he pounded away over and over again. Nevertheless, that orgasm was coming, and I could feel it building with a few final hard pumps. Then, with little warning, the croc let out a heavy grunt and pushed in deep, working out his own heavy and sticky seed deep into my rump with a few twitching wiggles of his hips.

I could only moan out firmly as I felt the croc stop and a warm trickle leaking into my rump, knowing quite well what had happened. The weight pressed down against me even more now as his tired body started to slump, making me shoot my eyes wide open and give out a little straining cough. That was enough to get the Warg's attention as he quickly growled back at the gator, getting him to pick himself up once again and quickly start to slide off my back. One more heavy, wet pop and that cock slurped free rather quickly and unceremoniously from my rump, leaving it a good bit sore and open from the firm fucking. The croc himself was quick to slip back into the water afterwards, not even giving me a goodbye kiss as he left me just laying there spread out on the concrete. I was certainly aching a little bit from the hard drilling, but I was left shivering with my own hard arousal for sure. No doubt the concrete was nice and warm down under my cock now from all the heavy throbbing it had done along the way. Not to mention the small shots of pre that were forced out each time the croc had driven forwards leaving quite the drippy trail of bunny fluids back down towards the water.

I was more than happy just to lay there and let my brain process what had happened for a good moment, shivering and even reaching a paw underneath my body to stroke at my cock. It wasn't often that I got myself off so quickly after a mating session, but with such an exotic and wonderful one just taking place I couldn't help but at least stroke myself. And as I did I could hear the Warg let out a heavy chuckle, eyeing me up as those piercing eyes quickly started to bore into me yet again.

"Have fun Omega?" he asked rather smugly, already knowing the answer as I gave back a little moan and whimper.

"Mmmmph, god that was hot..." was all I could say back, my mind still processing it all as my body let out a firm shiver. My own hips even slowly rose off the ground to give my cock some breathing room, pushing it back and then driving it forwards softly into my paw as I could feel myself about to burst. But as I got myself close I lifted my head up, all but ready to ask for permission from the Warg to cum and finish off the night on a high point. But as I did I made contact with those brightly glowing eyes... and slowly, as if I was being lead by some outside force, I slid my gaze across the Warg's frame and down between his hind legs. There waiting for me was what I've had dreams of just about every night for the past few months... that huge, throbbing, and needy canine cock - knot already full and pulsing eagerly for me.

"Mmmm, well," he adds with a small lick of his own lips as his gaze intensifies. "The night is still young you know..."

I could only gulp heavily as I watched the Warg take his first step forward towards me, grinning evilly all the while.