Breeding Bitch
((Okay... not my best work... and probably going to get a lot of harsh feedback... But... Any actual CONSTRUCTIVE feedback would be much appreciated... Sorry this is so short...))
With a low sigh, a lithe form slips past the mouth of a forgotten den, stretching out and fully intending to steal a few winks of sleep after dealing with attempting, and failing, to find a decent meal. in heat, the female simply wanted to keep away from any males she didn't know, hence her seclusion. Shutting her eyes, she told herself she would only nap, keeping one eye open so to speak in case someone found her. A wolf jet black save a rush of silver fur along her belly, the female was a bit on the smaller side, used to surviving off of smaller game allowing her to thrive at the expense of the broad muscle mass of the wolves that hunted larger game. And she knew she was in the territory of one such creature. She had found his scent a few days prior, but had been careful to avoid him over the course of her ever increasing heat.
But sooner or later, she knew her luck was bound to run out.
She was so sound asleep, she failed to rouse when the shadow of a creature nearly twice her size blocked the sun from view and stood looking down at her. Sharp golden eyes peered along the females form, nose worming along the air as the beast tested the scent that had been teasing him throughout the morning, and even now had his groin tightening until his tip slipped free of it's prison.. _Pretty little thing... And sound asleep while in heat... I'll need to do something about that. Can't have her... Suffering while I am perfectly willing to... help her through her time... _The thought was accompanied by an almost dangerous smile. No attempt was made to alert the female to his presence, her scent thickening as she inhaled the musk that played off his ever increasing girth. While the male moves to put himself behind her, sheath thickening to the point it was almost painful for him to endure he runs his tongue along his jaws, savoring the view as the female whines and flushes in a dream he can only imagine on. He positions himself so that he was over her, before swiftly grabbing her by the back of her throat, waking her with a low snarl as he gives her a subtle shake.
With a yelp the females eyes open in wild alarm, scrambling to free herself and gain her feet... and giving the male the opening he wanted. Literally. As soon as his prize had entered into a half bow, he shoves his hips forward, sinking himself into her as she belatedly realizes she was no longer alone. Her body writhes and the more she struggles, the harder he jams his hips forward to force her to take his shaft as it rushes forward to transfer most of his length almost directly from his sheath into her needy depths, his cock oozing a stream of pre as her confused reactions arouse the male further. It wasn't long until the female's thighs were almost glistening as he starts to drip down out her swollen little spade. The brute shifted himself and used his forepaws to hook use infront of the charcoal females hind legs, pulling her back as the tip of his shaft spears forward, his tip nudging it's way up along her swollen passage.
"Mmm... Good morning beautiful..." his voice as a murr, a grunt ending his sentence as his hips bucked, burying another inch of his shaft into her before his hips pull back, leaving only his tip nestled between her thighs. "I couldn't help... but noticed you need a bit of.. help..." His tone was a mix between insincere worry, and an almost primal urge to jam himself to the hilt, his bucks restrained only enough to keep his shaft moving slowly along the smaller female's heated core.
"no... No oh...." the confusion was fading as sleep was driven from the smaller female's mind, the feeling of the invading cock causing her nether lips to contract and pull greedily.
With eyes that narrowed the male leaned his head down, running his tongue along the fae's neck almost tenderly. But the action shifted to violence, as fangs grabbed at her scruff, adding a rush of pain that had those deliciously aroused lips suckling against his cock almost as furiously as he drove his hips forward until his tip jammed against her cervix to draw a whine of pain from the female unlucky enough to have wandered into his territory. "I... I'm not...." came the attempt at a refusal. Even as he felt her shudder as his knot started to swell, allowing him to press it against her lusciously swollen nethers, threatening to rip her in half in his eagerness to feel it nestled in her depths.
"No? Try again.... See... I want pups. You're in heat. And once I knot you, you'll be my little breeding bitch for as long as you remain in my territory. And you can't afford to raise pups on your own" His grunts turn to a growl, knot ballooning and still he's not sunk himself to the hilt. "Will you look at that... I guess I'll have to force my knot into you." And he starts to slam her harder, the tip of his cock causing her to scream as her cervix is forced to part, his thrusts becoming even more intense as he feels her yielding to him. "Ugh... God... almost..." with a howl of delight, he succeeds in burrowing his knot into her, knot popping lewdly past her lips and causing her to cry out in a strangled mix of pain and pleasure as she's stretched past her limit. And then his cock starts to throb, his sack churning and pulling with such heady delight the male's paws tighten as the first rope of thick cum rushes from his testicals to swirl into her womb, the second rush close on it's heels as his knot and cock throb with each breath taking pulse.
The female pants, head falling, legs quivering as slow whines leave her throat. She hadn't wanted this... Had she? She had wandered into this males territory... and had remained there as her heat had started. Now she was at the peak of her heat, and there wasn't a chance in hell he wasn't going to get what he wanted.
As if to reinforce that thought, the male on her back leaned down, dragging his fangs through her fur, and then sinking them in, his savage snarl demanding submission even as he bit down with enough force that his fangs nearly met through her flesh on her throat. When he released her, only his grasp on her hips kept her up, kept her from sinking to the ground. "I'm not done with you yet... This was only the first round. We've got a long night ahead of us."