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Love through Frenzy and Virus

By Olemgar/rodrigulino

Story contains: Male/Female, FeralXFeral, Rough Sex.

The Ancestral Steppe was enjoying another peaceful day, with nothing but calm and quiet reigning over the peaceful region. The wind blew lightly against the golden grass, and packs of jaggi darted around, jumping on each other and playing around while accompanied by a few jaggia, supervising them. But what truly sold the peace was the herd of aptonoth, lazing around at the open area and munching on the grass without any worries whatsoever, just enjoying a sweet fresh-

And that peace was shattered when a tongue came from behind one of the tall rocks in the area, the sticky member wrapping around one of the medium aptonoth before pulling back, dragging the large herbivore out of the herd's sight in an instant. The remaining pack members raised their haunches in fear and desperation, quickly stomping away without looking back, leaving their now likely-dead friend as they went deeper into the mountainous terrain.

After a few moments, no herbivores or small carnivores remained in the area, the only thing there now was the munching sound of bones before a big and loud swallow. From behind the rock, after she made sure nothing there would pose a threat to her, the exotic-colored frog monster hopped out of her hideout, her orange and indigo-blue scales shining in the radiating sun.

She wasn't just any ordinary carnivore like the other creatures around, she was a big and plump tetsucabra, her species known for having powerful jaws with a pair of extremely sturdy tusks, able to lift and throw boulders with ease, using them as both an offensive tool as well as a defensive one.

But although she boasted to herself of being a much superior predator than any other creature in the region, her belly couldn't help but rumble, even after consuming a whole aptonoth. Her stomach wasn't used to the smooth and easily-digestible skin of these creatures, instead, she much preferred the more reinforced and rough apceros. They at least fought back a little, working up her appetite and giving her a nice workout while doing it.

But that was beside the point, with how things were in the region, there was no way she'd be able to get any Apceros in that now-desolate scorching region. She used to live at the Sunken Hollow, a damp place without much lighting and lots of rocks for her to use in combat, not to mention tons of tasty prey, but after a squad of human hunters blew up a part of the region, the whole cavern system became infested with magma, turning that environment completely uninhabitable for the poor amphibian.

She sighed heavily before shaking her head and squinting her eyes shut. She couldn't let those events get to her. So what if she lost her home? All she had to do was make a nest in the current region and hunt to her heart's desire. Maybe those smaller creatures didn't offer much entertainment, but all she had to do was look for some bigger ones, maybe closer to that stony area up ahead.

She reassured herself as best as she possibly could before hopping in excitement towards the dark entrance. But just in case, she kept her eyes open, to the possibility of any sneaky prey that could be hiding.

What she didn't notice was a shadow lurking atop the giant rocks, looming menacingly and hiding with the shadow of a passing cloud. It had no eyes to see, but it was looking directly at her, salivating with hunger...

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The huntress had spent the next few days just like she would at her previous home, hopping and eating anything she wanted as long as she was hungry, which she always was, with how flimsy and skinny most of those creatures around seemed to be.

Those little scaly annoyances couldn't even overwhelm her with numbers, their fangs not sharp enough to cut through her rock-solid hide, and neither their pack leader could, just jumping and bumping against her. She had made quick work of him, making the remains of the pack scatter, expanding her nest territory and hopefully more grounds for her to hunt for food.

It wasn't all that easy though. She had to fight a weird flying furred creature with a weird trunk on its face. The creature would constantly soak her hide with water expelled from its trunk and fly around, dodging most of her attacks. It was a long battle that took way longer than she wished it would, but eventually, she managed to land a successful boulder on the creature, sending it head-first into the ground, where its deceased carcass remained.

After such a tough fight, she knew she could handle anything! During the several days she pranced around the region, the most threatening enemy she found had been taken care of, so she knew, or at least thought so, she had become the new apex predator of the region, with no other bigger creatures there to waste her time and upset the frog while she was hunting for food.

And so her life remained that way for roughly a few days, with nothing but leisure and the consequent scavenging for anything tasty that her huge maw could reach. No large carnivores in the area trying to steal her prey. She saw no large monsters at all after her last fight, in fact, the region was peaceful and quiet.

Although she wasn't used to the lack of big creatures roaming and trying to pick fights with her, it was a nice break from her rough life back at the hollow, and she was enjoying it thoroughly. She was enjoying it even more after nabbing a herd of Kelbi with a single boulder, eating their tiny horns and bones calmy, just taking in the sun and enjoying her meal.

She was enjoying it so much she didn't hear the faint steps coming from behind her.

While she was making lots of noise with cracks of bones and moist gulps, the dark stalker behind her was light on his paws, making only the most subtle movements possible, slowly circling and approaching the frog while she was completely clueless. With each step he took, hazy mist spilled from his obsidian wings, covering the ground with the corrupting essence that he left behind.

Just as she had swallowed the last tiny herbivore, as she was turning around to head back home, the Gore Magala let out a large roar. "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!", before leaping onto the tetsucabra, clutching her hide and forcing the frog onto the ground. She didn't have a moment to react before she was already face-first into the dirt, squirming her fat body to try and escape whoever it was attacking her.

She struggled in fear as she felt the cold ground against her scaly belly, kicking and clawing against the floor, fighting back against the much larger monster, trying to land a hit on the opportunistic devil that snuck upon her. But although she managed to overwhelm all opponents so far with just her sheer body strength and the impact of her rocks, her strength couldn't even fight back against the large dark monster, and from that position she couldn't throw any big-enough boulders toward him.

For moments that felt like an eternity, she did all she could to fight back against the fiend, kicking and roaring and trying to bite his head off from that position, but she was beginning to understand that it was pointless, but she couldn't stop, for the other option was dying and being food to the creature. Or so she thought.

Minutes passed, and instead of the black-mantled creature lunging his fangs and cutting her throat open, instead, it just loomed above her pinned body, observing her with his eyeless face. It grumbled and growled towards her, saliva escaping its maw and landing on her face, but he wouldn't go for the kill.

Eventually, after her body finally got too tired, she stopped fighting back. Her heart still raced at the situation, and she heaved for air from all her exertion, but she somehow felt that she would not meet her end through him. Maybe he wouldn't harm her at all?

It was then that she realized something. After she stopped and started taking in her surroundings, she noticed some sort of black mist coming from the dark wyvern. It was a mix of purple and black dust, floating in the air and slowly setting to the ground and her scales. And the more it fell on her, the hotter she felt inside. Her heavier breathing wasn't just from the struggle but also from whatever was making her feel so hot... and wet.

Although she had never mated before, she had gone through mating season, so she knew that burning sensation way too well. She had never found a male willing to quench the sensation and give her an egg, so she didn't exactly know the details of how it went, but she instinctively recognized the feeling, slowly feeling her entire body heating up, creating knots in her stomach and springing thoughts into her head, and most importantly, making her lower entrance moisten. Some of her juices spilled to the ground and the scent became strong enough to reach the gore magala's nose, enticing the bigger male.

Recognizing the scene of heat caused by his powerful virus, the apex predator finally lowered his sharp maw against the back of her head. Instead of sinking his sharp and deadly fangs into her hide, he instead let out his ebony tongue and dragged it across her smooth scales, leaving behind a trail of his saliva, carrying more of his virus carriers into her skin, accelerating the process.

His grip on her slowly got looser and looser, with the Tetsucabra no longer struggling, he didn't need to pin her down so hard anymore, but it still felt good to him to dominate a female in heat like that, and he could sense with each second her heartbeat getting faster and faster, not to mention her scent, which now also had a tint of bloodlust and powerful pheromones. He had no eyes, but he didn't need to know the frog was deep into her heat. He could hear her heavy pants and could smell her body asking him to use her.

With no extra need, but wanting to do it just the same, he trailed one of his sharp claws down into her vagina. His nails trailed along her entrance and he could feel it getting wet from her slobbering juices, coating her scales under her entrance and the ground itself.

Not being able anymore to handle the foreplay and the way he played with her, she let out an ear-shattering roar from her mouth, but not with the intent to scare him off, but instead to make him stop wasting time and just do her already. That unusual but cute response made the Gore Magala grin, and so he decided to give her what she wanted.

She removed his powerful arms from atop her and dragged himself back until his hips were just behind her moist pussy. That foreplay wasn't just to get the Tetsucabra in the mood but to delight himself in the situation and allow his gigantic cock, tapered with small spikes protruding from it from base to tip, with a glowy purple hue right on its head, leaking some darkish pre, to grow to its complete mast, throbbing and in need of a snug fit. His member was way larger than any of her species, quite telling when compared to her considerably smaller entrance, but he'd make it fit.

Hearing the Tetsucabra whimper in need once again, he closed the distance between the two, in a single thrust pushing his powerful member deep into her, coating his length in her essence and garnering a lusty moan from his female, as well as a deep, powerful and pleasured grunt from himself. Some of his salivae escaped his maw, landing on her beautiful orange scales, slowly shifting to a darker hue when in contact with his powerful virus.

The female roared in delight as she felt herself being speared by the powerful male behind her, being filled to the brim with her first time being mated. Her long and powerful tongue escaped her maw and rested on the ground, coating the soil in her spit, moistening it almost as much as the pool they were making where their hips joined, letting their juices mingle and trail down.

The Gore Magala was too big for her, that he knew, but when he felt he couldn't push himself any deeper, he just pulled his hips back to push them once again, his hips going hard against hers, gaining some more distance deep into her soaked walls and drawing some heated moans from the frog lady. With satisfaction with how well he was pleasing her, he went ahead and started a steady pace within her, pushing and pulling, pumping and slapping, humping her in every way he knew that females liked, and especially the ways it gave him the most pleasure.

Between the savage roars and the humongous amount of noise they were making, no monster, be it small or big, would dare come closer. That gave them all the peace they needed to breed to their heart's desire, letting them be as loud as they could without having to be interrupted. Those noises continued for hours.

The stamina of the dark-scaled monster was incredible. He had been going at her for several hours without a moment's rest, keeping any sense of orgasm at bay, enjoying the wonderful feeling of those amphibian walls tightening and twisting against his massive member. Meanwhile, the same couldn't be said about her. She had cum several times during all that encounter, leaving their meeting spot completely soaked in her juices and strands of his pre. But that wouldn't last for much longer.

Even a powerful apex predator like himself couldn't hold his climax forever. He could feel the imminent build-up of his contents gathering at his length, getting closer and closer to exploding from his tip. Realizing this, the male shifted from the steady pace he'd been going, instead inclining himself forward and pushing the head of the Tetsucabra against the floor. With the more favorable position, he started hammering at her, pistoning his entire waist against her pussy without abandon. The rough contact made loud and wet noises alongside the ragged pants of the female, getting an idea that the end was near. She closed her eyes and waited for her so-awaited gift.

With one last shove, he roared as loud as he could, resembling a shriek through the night, and let out all of his contents inside of the female. His seed was as black as his wings, and it glowed with the same hue of purple as his saliva. The dark seed coated each inch of the female's insides, painting her walls to resemble his scales, a sign that she was his now, his mate. And to drive the point home, his cum quickly found its way to her womb, filling it to the brim as she could feel her eggs being impregnated by the oh-so-rough male atop her. But his climax wasn't short. For several minutes, the wyvern deposited more and more of his essence deep into her, until there was nowhere else for it to go.

With a satisfied sigh, the Gore Magala removed himself from the female. letting all of his seed flow out of her exhausted entrance, trailing down her waist until it hit the floor alongside the juices they had already let out during their extensive breeding session.

She couldn't stand or move after such an exhausting ordeal. It felt amazing, she felt whole and she didn't feel alone anymore after spending so long alone, without being able to trust anyone, but now after finding someone so powerful, she felt like she changed inside, and as well as outside, with her scale being darker than usual, but she didn't mind for they matched well against the big monster alongside her.

Her only fear was that she was completely defenseless right now, and if another monster were to swoop in and attack her, there'd be nothing she'd be able to do. But just as those thoughts came, she felt something around her body, she felt warmth. The powerful male was spooning her, covering her entire body with his and those beautiful ebony wings, before he dozed off and went to sleep, protecting her from any prying monster that would dare come closer.

She couldn't help but smile to herself, before her eyes closed slowly, as sleep slowly settled in, as well as her feelings for her new mate.