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Edith looked up at the night sky, the stars shining in their ever brilliant shimmers as she waited. Her wrists and ankles were bound by wrought iron bindings connected to chains which were embedded into a slate stone altar. She moved her arm and felt the stone altar not budge an inch. Her bindings were secure as any could be. The blacksmiths who worked on them were masters of their craft. Her mind was occupied for once in the night, on how she ended up here and whether this was a good idea or not. She couldn’t say she was forced into this predicament, she had volunteered for this, looking down at her body, at the negligee she wore left little to the imagination alongside the silken bloomers she wore, she looked as enticing as any young virginal maiden could. She was somewhat nervous about this.

For more than thirty years, her village has had an… arrangement with a nearby pack of werewolves. Every few years, they would send a new human to become the bride or husband of the new pack leader. This human would disappear, and the werewolves would protect the village from all outside attacks. And this was now Edith’s turn to become the new bride of the new pack leader. Some of her fellow villagers considered it an honor, others thought that it was a curse to become a werewolf’s bride, Edith? She had willingly volunteered, she’d heard the stories of the wolves that lived in the forests, how they would stalk their prey and pounce with such… ruthlessness, such predatory instincts, she was loth to admit it, but she’d pleasured herself more than a few times at night to the idea of a werewolf stalking her in the forests, capturing her, and savagely ripping away at her clothes before claiming her as his own. Even now she was fantasizing about it, and now it was going to happen.

She then heard the snapping of twigs and branches and she looked around her, trying to figure out where it was coming from, she could feel hear heartbeat steadily rise, then out of the corner of her eyes, bright ethereal crimson eyes appeared, turning to them, she could barely make out the shape of something in the forest, looking at her, her heart began to beat faster and faster as the figure stepped out into the moonlight and there in all their glory was a full-fledged werewolf. He stood nearly eight feet tall, his eyes a deep crimson, his fur as black as the night itself. The wolf stepped closer and closer to her and with each step, her heartbeat grew faster and faster. Soon he was upon her, leaning over her. Now her heart felt like it might fly out of her chest at any moment. She felt his wet snout touch her neck, sniffing her, examining her before he did a cursory lick, which sent a shudder down her spine and the hairs on the back of her neck stand on edge. She then let out a gasp of pleasure as she felt the wolf bite her neck.

“Hmm, so you are to be my wife?” The wolf whispered into her ears, making her body shiver again. The wolf’s fangs were bared towards her. She could feel herself become wet just at the sight of her new husband’s teeth.

“Y-yes.” Edith stammered out in a mix of lust and fear, the wolf that was looking at her was so imposing in his presence, he grabbed the irons that bound her wrists and feet and broke them, so strong he was that she almost gasped from that alone. The wolf then trialed a clawed finger down her chest, her pale freckled skin flushed against his passionate touch, he lifted her negligee up and pulled it off her body eliciting a gasp of surprise from Edith, she then felt the wolf’s mouth on her ample breast as it sucked and played with her nipples with his tongue and teeth, as if a jolt of electricity shot down her spine drawing a moan from Edith’s throat as she felt the wolf’s hand brush past the waist of her bloomers and then dig themselves past them and towards her now dripping wet snatch.

“Such a supple beauty for me to devour and breed.” The wolf said his voice deep and thick as his fur felt against her skin, she’d been called beautiful before, but this thing calling her made her want him even more, the wolf then plunged his finger into her cunt and Edith let out a moan that probably could be heard in the next village over, the way his claws dug against her pussy walls with each plunge a mix of pleasure and pain rising in her body.

“I’m going to tell you my name so I can hear you moan it again and again when I fuck you,” The wolf said as he pulled off her bloomers completely leaving her now under the stars and him, “You may call me Zeke.” Zeke said as he kissed her lips this time, their tongues mixing in a passionate heady mix of lust and desire that Edith had never imagined possible even in her raunchiest dreams and fantasies when she masturbated to the idea of a werewolf claiming her. When their lips separated, a thin trail of saliva being the only thing that connected them, she pulled him down and kissed him again, her lips not wanting to be without his, so enthralled in the wolf’s snare she was. Zeke did not object and continued to finger her faster and faster. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue explored her mouth, separating. again she moaned out in pure ecstasy as she came onto his hands, coating his black fur with her juices. Zeke smiled at this as he pulled his hand away from her snatch. Licking her juices off his finger, Zeke prepared to continue to please his new wife. Lowering himself down so now his snout was parallel with her cunt, he gave it a curiosity lick before plunging in deep.

“Z-ZEKE!” Edith moaned out in joy as she felt the wolf’s tongue explore her pussy. His tongue reached areas she didn’t know possible, the way it wiggled and slithered inside her, coating her walls with his slick saliva and she could not be happier about it. She clutched at his head, keeping him down and feeling up his fur as he ate her out. Edith could feel herself getting close to her orgasm. Each lick, each plunge of his canine tongue was drawing her closer and closer towards that sweet, sweet release. Her body arching in delight as she let out a long moan as she came. Zeke lapped up her juices, savoring the taste of Edith. He delighted at pleasuring her and he was going to enjoy doing even more to her. Zeke then stood up and Edith got a look at his canine cock. The red member was turgid with desire for her, the way it twitched and throbbed with copious amounts of pre-cum leaking from its tip. Her body was on fire at the idea of that entering her, claiming her, breeding her. She moved her hand to hold his cock. The heat of it felt so powerful against her pale skin, Zeke leered down at her, a predatory grin on his face.

“Admiring me dear?” He asked, and Edith nodded. He then moved her hand away from his cock and pulled her to her knees on the altar, “Then why don’t you pleasure me?” He asked. Edith looked down at the wolf’s cock again, and then with a slight bit of hesitation, she leaned down a bit further. She could smell the musk wafting from him. body, it was an intoxicating scent that made her body feel weak. Licking his member, Edith tasted the saltiness of his pre and then took the tip of his cock into her mouth. Swirling her tongue around his cock, she listened to the moans of pleasure her lupine lover was letting out as she sucked and licked at his cock. Wanting to go deeper, Edith closed her eyes and tried to force herself down gagging a bit as his large wolf cock hit the back of her throat, tears welling in her eyes, she was about to go deeper but she felt Zeke grab her head and pull her away, he gave her a look that told her not to go that deep again, nodding she went as far as she could and sucked and sucked at his cock. Zeke was feeling himself get close to his own release, his cock was twitching and throbbing with want to release but he didn’t want to do it just yest pulling Edith’s face away from his cock again, he pushed her on her back, his full strength being bared to the woman. His cock was just at the entrance of her cunt. She could feel the heat of his cock against her snatch. Then, with a light thrust of his hips, Zeke had plunged the tip of his cock

“By Isran,” Edith said as she felt her lover’s cock enter her pussy fully. This was beyond what she’d fantasies about all those nights, his cock filled her so fully that she was about to cum for a third time just from that alone, then he started to move his hips back and Edith let out another moan of pleasure erupted from her, each thrust of his cock into her drew a new moan or squeal of pleasure from her, it was sweet, sweet music to Zeke’s ears as he watched the human who he could so easily destroy writhe and scream under him not in abject fear but in unbridled pleasure and ecstasy, “YES! Fuck me harder!” Edith moaned out in delight as Zeke continued to fuck her, and he did just that, going harder and deeper with each thrust of his cock into her. She was clutching and clawing at the wolf’s chest as he continued to breed her deep and hard.

“I can-can’t wait to knot you; make you mine and see you swelling with my pups.” Zeke moaned as he lifted her off the alter holding her tightly to his chest as he sped up his fucking, Edith moaned and moaned again and again as Zeke drew her to her third orgasm, her cries of ecstasy being the only thing filling the air. Then, with a howl, Zeke plunged as deep as he could and knotted her. Edith moaned into her lover’s chest as she felt the deep spurts of his seed flood into her womb. Thick ropes of virile, potent seed filled her to the brim. Soon the torrent of cum finished with Zeke’s balls, drained of all their seed. Breathing heavily, Zeke brought his lips down to Edit’s again. Stroking her bright red hair and he smiled as she snored in his chest.

“Good wife.” Zeke said with a smile. When his knot deflated, Zeke carried Edith, still fast asleep, deep in the forest, to her new life as the wife of the pack leader.