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Marcus looked around. He’d just ran when his dad had found him and Jeffrey together. He knew his dad wasn’t exactly bigoted, but he wasn’t sure how he’d take his son lying with a fur. Let alone a male fur. He ran because of a voice in the back of his head told him his dad wouldn’t accept him. That his dad would throw him out. Even if the logical side of his brain knew that his dad wouldn’t do that, the irrational fear was still there.

He wasn’t exactly sure that this was the best choice of action. He’d heard both of them cry out for him as he ran out the house in his birthday suit. Maybe not his most intelligent decision, but he panicked. Knowing he’d left Jeffery there was plaguing him as well. He should go back; he needed to go back.

As consumed by his thoughts as he was, it wasn’t too much of a surprise that he wasn’t paying attention to the world around him. When a paw reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him into the alleyway perpendicular to his own, it startled him so bad he thought he’d had a heart attack.

A mangy, ragged-looking coyote was looking him over as if he were a piece of meat at a supermarket. Considering the predatory nature of coyotes, the connection didn’t help the human’s already frayed nerves. “Look at you, you poor thing. Not a hair of fur on you and you’re looking colder than a Tundra town fish on a stick.”

“Erm…” Marcus couldn’t really voice the worry which plagued his mind. Could he? “You’re not going to eat me, are you?”

The coyote’s cackle would have made a hyena proud. “No, my good fur, I will not. I’m going to make you warm.” The coyote then rubbed up against him in a rather sensual manner, “Perhaps hot…” he ground his hips into Marcus’ “…and bothered.”

Considering his nudity, it wasn’t that difficult to see, that despite not wanting it to, the forwardness of the coyote was having an effect. His flaccid uncut cock was becoming hard again. “Uhm…I already have a mate, thanks.” Marcus tried.

“The leopard?” The coyote chuckled. “Yeah, I smell him on you. Seems you like preds. Well, I’ll give you a ride you’ll never forget.” The wetness on Marcus’ leg let him know that the coyote who was at least a foot shorter than him, was hard and had exited his sheath. The Coyote shoved Marcus forward, causing him to fall onto his hands and knees. Seconds later, he felt the wetness of the Coyote’s rocket at his rear entrance.

The Coyote shoved forward, and Marcus cried out, “Jeffrey! I’m sorry!” before breaking out into tears. The quick jabbing thrusts of the coyote using his ass didn’t really surprise him. He’d dated a wolf on his last visit here. Though, that relationship didn’t end well. It was just that he’d not given his permission.

The Coyote’s maniacal laughter echoed throughout the alley as he ravaged the human’s arsehole. He hammered in at such a fast pace that he already felt the telltale sign of his knot inflating. His thrusts became more forceful and more erratic as he got closer to climax, trying to tie the young human.

Marcus tried to keep the groans and moans to himself, he wasn’t getting any pleasure from this, it hurt. It made him understand why virgin rape victims often wouldn’t have sex for years afterwards. He wasn’t virgin by a long shot, but it still hurt. For only being four-foot-tall, the coyote was better hung than some of the men in the porn that he liked. He was probably close to ten inches and that knot had to be the size of a small orange.

When the coyote’s thrusts became erratic and more forceful, Marcus knew what was coming. The coyote was going to tie him. So, though he wanted nothing to do with it, he relaxed as much as he could to allow the coyote’s knot to not wreck his anus. Then, with a lewd schlorp, the coyote knotted him. Tying him to the coyote for at least the next ten minutes. It was at that moment, that Marcus felt the disgusting warmth of the coyote’s emissions. “Ah! Such a fine ass!” the coyote muttered as he kept thrusting, trying to draw out his orgasm as long as possible.

“Uhnnnn….” Marcus moaned. Not for any pleasure, but for the stretch of having that knot within him. “Why’d you knot me, you fucker.”

“’Cuz I wanted to, bitch. Your mine now.” He chuckled.

***

Nick looked at the scene before him. What should have been a relatively easy manhunt had just become so much more difficult. He knew this coyote, had run into him and been impaled on his cock more than once. His name was Cameron del Rio and he was a nightmare. A serial rapist of the first order. Who generally tied his victims. He could see the obvious signs of the forced entry, the rape. The dried blood and pre-ejaculate obvious signs. Hell, he could smell the rancid scent of day-old sex in the air.

He looked at Judy with a mournful expression, her innocence being shattered into a million pieces by the cruelty of a single coyote. He saw it in her eyes. The shards of a well-maintained innocence breaking apart and falling into oblivion. She looked at the scene with an expression of horror and shock. She’d never worked SVU, and thus, never known how truly animal the citizens of this city could behave.

While he’d never worked SVU either, he’d heard the stories from one of the lupine detectives which he’d become fast friends with. He’d also seen some things much of which he wished he could forget. Living on the street wasn’t always glamourous. Hell, most of the time it was all he and Fin could do just to stay alive. Let alone come up with any of their cons to try and earn something to live off of.

“Carrots, I… I know who did this…” Nick said timidly. Much to his displeasure, Nick had to reveal his weakest moments to his partner. Even Fin didn’t know about it because he didn’t want to look weak in front of his mate.

“How?” Judy asked predictably.

“I was…raped by him. On several occasions.” Nick sighed, “It was before I met Finnick and started our cons. Mom had pretty much kicked me out of the house at eighteen. I didn’t have a job. Didn’t have a home. Didn’t have a care to get one. So I was forced to live on the streets.

“In the Meadowlands, it’s a dog eat dog world. Or more accurately canid eat, rape, or jump canid world. He was the worst. Just did it cause he could. No rhyme nor reason. He just did it to try and take power from the ones he victimized.

“He knots all his victims caring nothing for their potential anal virginity and potentially rupturing their rectum. The fact is, I had no real clue about sex back then. I knew what it was. Knew about its risks. But never had any experience. I didn’t feel any attraction to the vixens at school. And ferociously denied to myself that I was looking at the other tods.

“So one day after being thrown out of the house, I’m walking down Lark Avenue when Out of nowhere Cameron, that’s the perp, puts a knife to my neck and uses his claws to slice my shorts. He was completely nude… you can guess where I’m going with this.”

“He assaulted you? Just right there where anyone could see?” Nick nodded. His eyes closed and muzzle pursed, it was obvious to Judy this was difficult for him to share. “Nick…thank you for sharing that. Really. But this complicates things. We have to give up the case.”

“Why?”

“Conflict of interest. I’m not saying you would, but the guys at IA won’t give you the benefit of the doubt. They will think you made this into a personal vendetta. Especially if you end up firing your weapon.”

“Carrots, you know me. And besides we’re the best detectives on the force. Marcus needs us to be on this case.” Nick pleaded, “We need to be on this case.”

“Nick…you and I both know that is not true. Grizzoli and Moles are just as capable.”

“Grizzoli is a pompous dike. Moles can’t see a foot in front of her face.” Nick replied.

“And yet Moles still manages to solve cases. Grizzoli is a bit much, I agree. But it’s hard to argue with results.”

Nick sighed. She was right. They weren’t the only detectives which could solve this case. “Just…don’t tell Bogo. I’m walking a thin enough line with the preds in the department by having mated a male.”

“Nick, you are your own male. No matter what anyone else says. You know I support you.” Judy sighed, “the minute you break protocol, I’m calling Bogo. Understand?”

“One-hundred per cent.”