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The Hunter - Grey Wolf x Timber Wolf

The forest around me was a quiet murmur. I crept through the underbrush, keeping my fluffy brown tail low and still as I could. I kept my paws light as I could, careful not to even break a stick or crunch a dead leaf. I held the bow in my hands steady, ready to pull the arrow back at any moment. I feared a small shake as a result of the hunger that clawed at my belly, an insistent bother for two days now. Things in my village had become more and more dire every day that passed, desperation growing. They'd given me the last of their food, thus entrusting me I would return with enough to save the village from a dire fate.

I flicked my ears up, twitching them about to detect the slightest hint of prey. I was perhaps the best hunter in the village, known for my swift, quiet nature and the fine pelts I brought the village in Spring. As a lithe, brown furred timber wolf, I knew from a young age I had skill as a hunter. Now, I had to put my faith in that skill.

_Crack!_There came the sound of a stick snapping on the other side of the clearing. My ears twisted instantly towards the sound, muscles tensing as I readied my bow.

Here, deep in the forest, it had been difficult to detect signs of anything. The trees felt thicker, the canopy darker so that it blocked out the sun. Through the slivers of light, I watched the slightest hint of movement. I couldn't help but curl my upper lip, my fangs peeking through. The hunger in me urged me on, claws digging into the earth.

Holding my breath, I raised my bow and pulled the arrow back. The arrow flew, and met its mark. But...there was no sound, no cry of pain or shock, or thunder of hooves or paws trying to get away. But, there was a growl.

I flattened my ears, fear suddenly taking hold in the place that hunger had clawed at me the moment before. A low growl echoed from the shadows, beginning low and growing louder, as if in frustration.

"Oh..no..." I murmured, realisation dawning. There were rumours, whispers and fables about this part of the forest. Whispers of a dark and terrible creature...a creature that was not known for leaving survivors...

From the shadows, a monstrous grey wolf, impossibly tall and impossibly large emerged. It's eyes were hot and red as burning coals, scars lined its muzzle, fangs glinting in the slivers of sunlight, its cock out and loose. It swung between his legs, every bit monstrous as the creature it belonged to. Drool dripped from the jaws of the creature, the monster peering around in fury at what had sent the arrow flying into its chest. I watched the small trickle of blood from its chest, and horror dawned on me at what a fool I had been. The Monster held the arrow in its hand, the shaft broken in two like it was simply a twig.

I knew there was no escape for me. If I ran for it, it would catch me, or track me down. I had no choice but to beg for my life. Slowly, I rested my bow onto the forest floor and revealed myself from the brush, tail curled underneath me.

"Master Fang...I...apologise...I didn't meant to intrude on your territory. I'm a lowly hunter, and didn't meant to strike you with my arr-" My words were cut off as I felt the wind was slammed out of me. The Fang slammed me to the ground with one paw, a terrible, thunderous growl echoing from him. He snapped his jaws inches from my snout, his breath hot and heavy as his chest pushed against mine. Drool dragged across my nose, panic spreading in my chest as my heart slammed against my chest.

This is it...oh gods I'm going to di-

The Fang was...sniffing me. Not biting my neck out or throwing me about like a rag doll, but...sniffing me. His snout ran up and down my trembling body, up my neck, down my chest, thighs...until his snout reached my linen pants. With a gentle swipe of one of his enormous fangs, he cut open my pants.

"Wha-" I blurted, confused, but his massive paw on my snout silenced me. With his warm tongue, he began to lick my cock. A different rumble erupted from his chest...a happier sound.

"Mmm...the taste of a pure hearted hunter...is a worthy sacrifice..." The Fang said in a deep, deep voice. He continued to lick the length of my cock with his powerful tongue, and I wriggled as pleasure rushed through me in waves. I whimpered, pre-cum already leaking from the tip of my cock.

He continued to lick, harder and faster, before working his way my length, to my balls and right into my ass. He licked, his slobber wetting me...preparing me. I was harder than I had ever been before, like I was nearly already on the verge of cumming. I'd had good sex, okay sex, and terrible half-drunken bouts getting pounded by the barkeep out the back of the tavern. But this? It was an entirely new level.

He tongued inside me, until I was good and ready for him. My heart continued to thunder away inside me, as I began to fear whether I would survive what he was about to do. His cock now hard, his length was even bigger. I could even see the veins twitch, his need to be inside me growing and growing...I spread my legs, The Fang grabbing my thighs and spreading them even wider without remorse. He growled as he lined his cock up, then paused.

I was already in a haze, my tongue rolling out of my jaws, a blush burning underneath my fur. I gave a small nod, and my fingers held tight onto the grass around me.

With a deep breath The Fang shoved his monstrous cock inside me, I screamed and moaned at once. My head rolled back, my tail whipping about as he slowly pulled out. I let out a small growl in disapproval, my claws unsheathing to dig into the dirt.

With a louder growl than I could ever muster The Fang snapped his jaws loudly and flipped me over so fast I gasped. Again, I dug deep into the dirt and braced myself as he heaved my hips up ungraciously and slammed into me. As he began to speed up his thrusts I bit into the grass, eager to muffle my cries as my moans grew louder and louder. His balls slapped loudly against me as he fucked me, the wetness clapping as my ass bounced on the beasts rippled muscles. He gripped my hips harder, his claws digging deeper into my fur.

"Fuck...me!" I cried, my lips curling up into a snarl. My urging sent him into a heated frenzy, and he began to pant as he fucked me faster and faster. He slapped against me so hard and fast, The Fang lifted me up, his gigantic paws gripping my middle and holding me up so I bounced on his cock as he squatted. With nothing else to hold onto I gripped his tensed arms as I went back and forth, my ass bouncing on his veiny length.

We went on for so long I began to lose track of time and sense of anything. I came twice, maybe three times? All I knew was that he had ravaged me in every position he could, fucking me so hard he almost fucked me right into the earth.

The only warning I received that he was about to come was a twitch. His cum was a flood, pushing me up and off his cock and onto the ground.

Covered in his cum, I was a hot, panting mess. My fur was splayed about, bits of the beasts cum all over my fur.

Entirely exhausted, I managed to look up at The Fang with a lopsided grin. He wiggled his nose at me, lent down and gave me a rough lick between the ears.

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Hey guys, Pixel here! Thanks for reading this short, I really appreciate the support. I'll be posting more NSFW shorts and chapters of a fantasy novel I've been working on. In the mean time if you'd like to support me you can buy me a Ko-fi from the link in my bio. This short will be part of an anthology I'm working on, so if you're interested in making some fan art for the characters or thumbnail feel free to leave a comment!