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The sound of a person hitting the hard ground was a very distinct sound, a mixture of a grunt of pain and the wind being knocked out of one’s body. The sound was coming from the training grounds of Maelony Stronghold, the home of one of the third most powerful principalities in Vernia, standing in a circle were various mercenaries all part of the group “Steinbjorn’s Raiders” they were in the middle of a sparring exercise. And observing them from afar was their employer, Princess Gisella II. Her eyes, focusing on the one still standing in the middle of the circle, Steinbjorn the leader of the company itself. She watched him fight against his own men to train them in hand to hand combat, she watched him dodge out of the way of punches, kicks and other attacks with grace and speed. All the while he was without a shirt in the mid-summer heat.

“Come on, is that all you’ve got Karl?” Steinbjorn said to one of his underlings who’d just been kicked right on their ass by him, the rest of the group were too busy nursing their own minor injuries to attack , “My grandmother could put up more of a fight, and she was one eyed and one legged.” The giant lupine said to the soldier who was on the ground. The man on the ground a human sneered at his captain and got up before trying to launch a surprise punch at him, which the wolf countered and knocked him on his butt again, with Steinbjorn laughed at him.

“Nice try, let’s hope you’re better with the blade Karl, than you are with your fists.” Steinbjorn said as he whipped sweat from his brows and fur, “Alright sessions over for now, take a breather and we’ll meet back here in an hour. .” Steinbjorn said to the gathered mercenaries, who all took the moment to gather some water from the barrels of it stationed around the sparring ground while Steinbjorn walked up to Gisella who was still staring at him, noticing this she turned away from him trying to not make it look like she was staring a hole into him the entire time he was doing the training session.

“Morning Princess.” Steinbjorn said looking down upon the rat woman, who was trying to figure out where to put her eyes, she didn’t want to look him in his smarmy face, least she see that cocky grin he always had, and while she quite…enjoyed looking at his well defined body, admiring the multitude of scars on his body, she decided to look past him while still making it look like she was looking him in the eyes, if Steinbjorn noticed he didn’t say and she was thankful for that.

“Are the soldiers ready?” Gisella asked as she glanced back at the gathered mercenaries, a lot of them looked untested, and different than what she’d expect from members of a hardened mercenary group, “I don’t want them losing any battles; especially if Prince Donatello attacks my holdings.” Gisella said, Steinbjorn laughed at this and she narrowed her eyes at the captain.

“Oh, they’ll be ready, these are just new recruits, some of them are vets’ but the most of them are just newbies: I’ll have them trained up in no time.” Steinbjorn boasted, Gisella was not impressed to say the least.

“I hope so.” Gisella said as she turned around, she was stopped when she heard Steinbjorn speak up again.

“You know Princess,” Steinbjorn said as he placed a single hand upon her shoulder, she could feel his strong calloused hands even through her dress, she didn’t mean to but a gasp escaped from her throat, she quickly caught it but she knew the damned wolf heard it, “I noticed you couldn’t take your eyes off me the entire training session.” He said. Giselle swallowed a bit trying to not let her nerves get to her.

“Steinbjorn, I’d take head to remove your hand,” Giselle said as she grabbed his hand and removed it from her shoulder, “And I was not staring.” She said indignantly Steinbjorn laughed at this.

“Whatever you say, just know I’m always available if you wish to…act upon those urges.” Steinbjorn said, Giselle felt the heat inside her raise a few degrees as she hurriedly left, least she says or does something she’ll regret either now or later, as soon as she was out of earshot and view of the lupine, she took several deep breaths to steady herself. Though she still had the image of them together in the back of her head, him pinning her down against her bed, her tail wrapped around his as he fucked her over and over again. She tried best to not let this image stay longer-let it be a glancing idea in her mind and nothing more. Returning to her office she tried to get official business done. Most of it being trade embargos to rival princes, princesses, dukes, duchesses and minor kings and queens, or preparing the payroll for her cadre of mercenaries and keeping them all on retainer in case something happened, like an impromptu siege etc. Still her mind kept going back to the mental image of her and Steinbjorn, over and over again, this continued all the way until the late hours of the night, she was unable to sleep, her mind racing at the thought.

“Damn you, you dumb wolf.” She cursed Steinbjorn as she rubbed her inner thighs together, her snatch becoming slick and wet with want, the juices making her white fur matted around it, she needed release from this. Laying down on her bed, she lifted her nightgown and traced a finger near her slit, biting down upon her lips she slid her index finger into her cunt, and she let out a low moan, her eyes closed as she pumped her finger in and out of her dripping wet cunt, she moaned louder and louder with each pump. Wanting more inside her, she plunged her middle finger in next, imagining Steinbjorn fucking her, him holding her down as his cock plunged in and out of her, her moans soon became louder and louder.

“F-fuck me Steinbjorn.” The rat called out in pleasure, as her fingering began to pick up speed.

“If you insist.” She heard, and Giselle nearly bit her lip as she took her fingers out of her pussy and saw standing in her door, leaning against its frames his arms crossed over his chest was the giant black wolf, a sly smile on his face as he looked at her in such a degrading form.

“Wh-What are you doing here?!” Giselle barked at the wolf, who still had the smile on his face.

“I was doing my rounds in the castle, and I heard something from your room,” He said as he walked up to her, she could still see he was shirtless and still looking as fetching as he was when he was training earlier that day, “And I decided to check it out, who’d have thought I’d have gotten such a…lovely show.” His voice was sensual and deep, she could feel herself getting wet again, she wanted so desperately for him to fuck her, to use his canine cock to claim her.

“My offer is still open, ” Steinbjorn said he didn’t move any further than the foot of her bed, “I won’t do anything if you tell me not to, I’ll leave and I’ll just keep this as a happy memory.” Steinbjorn said, a lump formed in Giselle’s throat, her mind wanted to not give him the satisfaction of knowing he can have her any time he wanted, knowing that she was desperate for his touch, but another part of her mind wanted him to fuck her deep and hard right then and there: ultimately that part of her mind won.

“I want you now.” She said and Steinbjorn smiled as he removed the last thing keeping him modest, the loose fitting pants he was wearing, now his cock was free, and she could see it in all its canine glory. It was a deep crimson, with veins all over it and it twitched and throbbed, she could see a trail of precum leaking from its tip. It was much thicker than what her imagination had conjured up, so much thicker.

“So, first things first,” Steinbjorn said as he pinned Giselle to her bed, she let out a gasp at the sudden movement, she barely saw him move, his hands rough and calloused like before compared to her soft fur, her heart was beating fast and hard, “I’m in charge when were here.” He said as he kissed her neck she let out a combination of a moan and a gasp as she felt his sharp teeth sink into her neck, drawing a light bit of blood, her hands wanted to grip at his chest, but they were still being pinned down above her head by Steinbjorn.

“And second, if you feel like you want me to stop, just say the words ‘Red’ and I’ll stop, other than that, I won’t.” Steinbjorn said, she nodded her head and he kissed her deeply and lovingly on the lips. His lips were softer than his hands, his tongue entered her mouth and it swirled and mingled with hers. When he pulled away from her lips the rat was left wanting more, she tried desperately to kiss him again, but Steinbjorn pulled away from her denying her what she desperately wanted from him at that moment. She then saw him use one of his clawed fingers to rip up from the base of her nightgown down to her crotch, she was going to complain about him running one of her gowns, those complaints were delayed as she felt his mouth upon her left breast.

“St- Steinbjorn!” The rat woman moaned out as she felt her lupine lover playing with her breast in his mouth, sucking at it until it was near tender, biting her nipples and licking them with his long canine tongue, her moans started growing louder and louder as he moved from one breast to the other, doing this over and over again and again until her breasts were well loved. Removing his mouth from her mounds he looked down at his lover and smiled a toothy grin.

“I love hearing you moan my name,” He said as he removed his hand from her hands giving her the freedom to move them again, “It makes me want you even more, makes me want this plush body of yours'' The wolf said, mentioning her slightly overweight body, he lowered his face down to her snatch and he grinned at her sopping wet pussy , so inviting to the wolf, just waiting to be claimed by his tongue or his cock. He did a long lick up her outer pussy lips and the rat let out a moan of pleasure at the sensation, then he plunged his tongue deep inside her and the moan grew louder as he licked and plunged in intervals. She’d never been eaten out before, she’d read about them in those salacious novels she sometimes bought in the markets written by rather spoony bards, but this was different so much better than what those books ever talked about. He was going so fast, bringing her close to climax and then he stopped, and she let out a pained whine as she didn’t get that wanted release. After she got back to where she was before he started again, licking her again and again, playing with her clit and doing everything he could to bring her back to that heavenly rapture, and then like before he’d stop.

“S-stop doing that!” Giselle yelled at the wolf and he hit her thigh making her yelp.

“Remember, I’m in charge.” He said shutting her up, at least temporarily, he then went back into her snatch and again, licked and played with her pussy like it was nothing, brining her close to her edge, her dull nails clawed desperately at her bed, as she got close one more time, and rather than deny her release, he let her cum- and cum she did. Her moans of pleasure were louder than ever, her fingers clawing at the bed as her back arched and she wrapped her tail around his neck, desperate to feel him. All the while the wolf was looking at her with a grin on his face, he’d managed to turn her into this mess of wants. When her orgasm finally lapsed she could feel her heart beating hard, her fingers hurt from clawing at her sheets and her body craved more, it craved his touch.

Creeping up her body the wolf looked down on her, and pinned both of her hands to her sides, her breathing was getting heavier, and she wondered what he’d do to her next. His crotch was just hanging above hers, so close she could feel it nearly enter her pussy when it twitched. He moved an inch, and she felt the tip of it enter her slit and she stifled a moan as he pulled it out again, only prodding inside her cunt teasing her to no end. She wanted him to fuck her: Now! And he still wouldn’t, he continued to tease her prod her pussy with his cock and she whimpered with need. Then with a forceful kiss she felt him thrust inside her, a moan escaped her mouth, and was captured by him as he moved his hips and then plunged deeper inside her again, and again. Each thrust was deeper and harder than the last. The girth of his cock was so new to her, it completely filled her more than anything she thought was possible, it was as if it was made for her and her alone as her inner walls clamped tightly against the contours of his canine cock. Instinctively her legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked her, she was moaning with each thrust of his cock, while Steinbjorn was grunting with his.

“Prepare to get bred, royal bitch.” He whispered into her ears, as his thrusts began to come faster and faster, making her moan louder and louder, she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist as he did, she knew he wasn’t lying when he said he was going to breed her, and a part of her said not to allow it, not to let him plant his seed inside her, then the thought of being gravid with his child, having him by her side as she raised it was so enticing.

“Do it! Fucking breed me! Make me your bitch!” She yelled at him, and he smiled as he smashed his lips against hers and he fully knotted her, she felt his seed flood into her fertile womb, her eyes closed and she moaned in pleasure as she felt spurt after spurt of cum enter her, and as Steinbjorn pressed more pressure down upon her she could feel his cock kiss her cervix as the last of his seed enter her womb. Pulling his knotted cock out of her Steinbjorn looked down in glee as his seed oozed out of her and he held her close, stroking her head lovingly.

“I didn’t take it too far did I?” The wolf asked, Giselle shook her head, and she snuggled closer to him, she wasn’t going to admit that she loved this, at least not yet. Steinbjorn already had a big head, she didn’t want it to grow bigger.