Tooth And Nail

Alexa Artemis Harmony, 2025

The battle, for Rubytooth, had devolved into a tedious slaughter. Her Soulstealer carved through Space Wolves with contemptuous ease, their deaths a monotonous counterpoint to the distant explosions. Boredom, a familiar shadow after the initial thrill, began to creep in. She’d brought the Dragon's Lust for amusement, a fact conveniently omitted from her report to Lord Drake. The Black Draconis and their cultist fodder were more than capable of this messy work. The silken touch of her concubines and the intoxicating haze of the pleasure dens in orbit whispered a tempting escape.

Her comm bead hummed. As she considered signaling for extraction, a brutal commotion snagged her attention. Behind a shattered barricade, a figure carved a path of carnage through her cultists. A Space Marine, but impossibly built, wielding chainswords in four powerful arms. Its helmet lay discarded, revealing the snarling head of a white wolf. A wulfen, a whirlwind of teeth and fury.

A jolt of genuine interest pierced Rubytooth's ennui. This was unexpected. Ignoring the shocked protests of her nearby marines, she launched a fireball at the towering figure. The white wolf’s head snapped around, black-sclera eyes burning into hers. With a savage roar, the wulfen charged, chainswords whining.

Rubytooth reacted instantly, the Soulstealer singing in her grasp. Chainsword met daemon blade in a shower of sparks. The wulfen’s raw strength surprised her, pushing against her supernatural might. This was no ordinary kill.

Chainsword and Soulstealer clashed again and again, a brutal ballet of whirling metal and daemonic energy. The wulfen moved with a primal ferocity that belied her size, each of her four arms a separate engine of destruction. Rubytooth, accustomed to effortless dominance, found herself actually pressed, forced to rely on her speed and the wicked edge of her enchanted blade. Sparks flew, and the air crackled with the scent of ozone and blood.

"What's wrong, imperial dog?" Rubytooth snarled, a flicker of annoyance in her crimson eyes as she parried a particularly savage blow that sent tremors through her arm. "Finally found something resembling a challenge?"

"I've torn Carnifexes apart with my bare hands, daemon," Artemis roared back, her voice a guttural snarl, spittle flying from her wolfen muzzle. "Your parlor tricks mean nothing!" She pressed her attack, a relentless barrage of chainsword strikes that forced Rubytooth to backpedal.

"So tell me, beast, what are you?" Rubytooth spat, narrowly deflecting a vicious overhead swing.

"I don't speak with heretical filth like you!" Artemis’s fury seemed to amplify her strength, each blow landing with shocking force.

"How tiresome. You’re as dull as the rest. I’m going to relish this." Rubytooth’s cackle held a note of strained amusement. She ducked under a wild lunge, attempting to regain the offensive, but the wulfen was relentless, her four chainswords a cage of whirling death. Frustration gnawed at Rubytooth. This brute was far more resilient than she’d anticipated.

Desperate to gain an advantage, Rubytooth lunged forward, her scaled hand shooting out to grip the edge of Artemis’s tattered armor. Hauling the wulfen down with surprising force, she pressed her muzzle against the wolf’s lips in a swift, invasive kiss. Her tongue slid across the sharp teeth, a shocking intimacy amidst the carnage. She drew back, a predatory smile curving her lips.

“Oh, just a little gift from Slaanesh, you witless cur. My bodily fluids carry a rather potent aphrodisiac. A taste is usually enough to render mortals… pliable.” Rubytooth watched, expecting the wulfen to falter, to succumb to the intoxicating effects.

But Artemis recoiled, her black-sclera eyes widening in a mixture of shock and something akin to disgust. Then, a raw, untamed fury contorted her features. Before Rubytooth could fully comprehend the unexpected reaction, Artemis roared, a sound ripped from the depths of her being, and slammed a brutal fist into Rubytooth’s jaw.

The impact sent starsbursts across the daemoness’s vision. She staggered back, a genuine grunt of pain escaping her lips. This was… unexpected. Before she could recover, Artemis was upon her, a whirlwind of white fur and snapping teeth, her four arms lashing out with surprising speed and brutal strength. Rubytooth found herself pinned, the wulfen’s weight pressing her into the blood-soaked earth.

“I don’t care about your corrupting tricks, daemon!” Artemis snarled, her hot breath fogging Rubytooth’s face. “I am Artemis, Flame-Hands of the Vlka Fenryka, and I am going to show you what happens when you lay your defiling touch on the Imperium!”

Pinned beneath the surprising weight and strength of the wulfen, Rubytooth struggled, her scaled limbs flailing against Artemis's powerful grip. The hot, feral breath of the Space Wolf washed over her face, carrying the scent of blood and raw aggression. Before Rubytooth could unleash a blast of daemonic energy or attempt another seductive maneuver, Artemis shifted, her powerful thighs clamping down on Rubytooth's hips, effectively immobilizing her lower body.

With a guttural growl that vibrated through Rubytooth's chest, Artemis shifted again, and the thick, black, knotted canine penis that had caused Rubytooth's initial shock pressed insistently against the dragoness's scaled thigh. The rough texture of its head and the slickness of pre-come were immediately apparent.

"This is your corruption, daemon," Artemis snarled, her black-sclera eyes burning with righteous fury. "Now you will taste it." Without further warning, she shifted her hips, grinding her engorged cock against the soft, vulnerable flesh of Rubytooth's inner thigh, the thick knot bumping against her scaled hide.

Rubytooth hissed, a sharp intake of breath that wasn't entirely pain. A strange thrill shot through her at the raw dominance, the unexpected turn of events sparking a perverse excitement.

Artemis continued her brutal grinding, the insistent friction building a raw heat against Rubytooth's scales. With a final, forceful thrust of her hips, the thick head of her cock slipped past Rubytooth's defenses, pressing against the tightly sealed lips of her cunny. A sharp intake of breath escaped the dragoness, a sound laced with a burgeoning anticipation.

"You will yield, daemon," Artemis growled, her voice thick with a primal lust born of rage and the lingering effects of Rubytooth's aphrodisiac. "You will know the touch of the Imperium."

Before Artemis could fully commit to the penetration, Rubytooth, despite being pinned, twisted her head, a wide, ecstatic grin splitting her scaled face. "Oh, aren't you just a treat, little wolf!" she choked out, her voice thick with a sudden, sharp arousal. "Finally resorting to base desires? I'm dying to see what you've got!"

Artemis, momentarily taken aback by Rubytooth's gleeful response, hesitated for a fraction of a second. That hesitation was all the invitation the Slaaneshi daemon needed. With a suggestive wiggle of her hips despite being pinned, Rubytooth all but guided the thick head of Artemis's cock to her opening.

Artemis, her rage and lust a potent cocktail, needed no further prompting. With a guttural roar, she thrust forward with brutal force, tearing through Rubytooth's delicate flesh. A raw cry, a mixture of pain and a shocking surge of pleasure, ripped from the dragoness's throat. The knot at the base of Artemis's shaft stretched her wide, a painful fullness that was also undeniably… stimulating.

"Feel that, daemon?" Artemis snarled, her hot breath ghosting over Rubytooth's face. "The strength of the Imperium, tearing you apart!"

"Oh, I feel it, little wolf," Rubytooth gasped, her eyes half-lidded, a slick sheen of sweat already beading on her scales. "Such… enthusiastic defilement. You have no idea how long I've waited for someone with your… fervor." Her hips bucked involuntarily against Artemis's thrust, a clear sign of her perverse arousal.

Artemis, fueled by Rubytooth's response and the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac, began to move with a primal rhythm. Each thrust was deep and unforgiving, stretching Rubytooth wider, the knot scraping against her inner walls with a brutal intimacy. The dragoness, despite the pain, began to moan, the sounds a disturbing blend of agony and burgeoning pleasure. Her claws dug into the blood-soaked earth, a physical manifestation of the conflicting sensations tearing through her.

"You will yield!" Artemis growled, her thrusts becoming more frantic.

"Yield?" Rubytooth chuckled, a wet, breathless sound. "Oh, little wolf, I intend to do much more than yield." Her hips rose to meet Artemis's thrusts, a blatant invitation, a perversion of the forced intimacy into something almost consensual. The pain was still there, a sharp undercurrent, but the daemoness, the connoisseur of all sensation, was now fully embracing this unexpected and brutal pleasure.

Artemis’s movements became more frantic, her breath ragged snarls in Rubytooth’s ear. The knot within the daemoness pulsed with each deep thrust, stretching her wider, eliciting cries that were now almost entirely pleasure. Rubytooth’s hands, no longer clenched in the earth, now clawed at Artemis’s back, her scaled fingers digging into the tattered ceramite, a bizarrely intimate gesture amidst the violence.

“You will break, daemon!” Artemis growled, her voice thick with exertion and a growing desperation. The unexpected responsiveness of her captive, the undeniable heat of Rubytooth’s body, was stirring something within her beyond pure rage.

“Break?” Rubytooth gasped, her hips bucking with increasing fervor. “Oh, little wolf, I think… I think I’m about to shatter.” Her inner muscles clenched around Artemis’s shaft, a tight, involuntary spasm that elicited a guttural grunt from the Space Wolf.

The friction intensified, the wet sounds of their coupling echoing loudly in the deserted aftermath of the battle. Rubytooth’s moans reached a fever pitch, her body convulsing with a series of shuddering spasms. A thick, slick fluid began to pour from her stretched cunny, coating Artemis’s invading cock.

Artemis, caught in the throes of her own escalating arousal, felt the intense contractions gripping her shaft. Her thrusts became shorter, more desperate, her primal urges overriding her initial fury. With a final, guttural roar that seemed ripped from her very soul, her knot swelled even further within Rubytooth, locking them together in a painful, yet undeniably intimate, embrace. Thick ropes of canine ejaculate shot deep into the daemoness’s depths, flooding her with the seed of her enemy.

Rubytooth shrieked, a long, drawn-out cry of pure sensation as Artemis’s knot locked within her. Her own orgasm ripped through her, a violent, shuddering release that wracked her entire frame. Demonic fluids slicked Artemis’s shaft, her inner walls milking every last drop of the alien seed.

Then, as suddenly as it began, the violent coupling subsided, leaving only ragged breaths and the sticky sounds of their joined bodies. The battle was long gone, the field silent save for the two figures locked together in the bloody mud.

“By the dark gods…” Rubytooth panted, her mind still reeling from the unexpected intensity of the encounter. “That… was… surprisingly thorough.”

Artemis, still locked within the daemoness, struggled to catch her own breath. The raw fury that had driven her was now mingled with a strange, disorienting exhaustion.

“The knot…” Rubytooth murmured, a hint of morbid curiosity in her voice. “How long does it… typically last?”

Artemis grunted, a reluctant admission in her tone. “Half an hour… give or take.”

A soft chuckle, laced with a strange mixture of disbelief and amusement, escaped Rubytooth’s lips. “Half an hour… Well, little wolf. It seems we have some… quality time to spend together.”

The silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken tension and the lingering echoes of their brutal intimacy. The victor and the vanquished, bound together by an act of violence that had somehow twisted into a perverse form of connection.