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It was hard to find true isolation in a woodland. It always felt as if the eyes of the forest were watching every move, ever absent action taken. And while any wanderer would not have been called wrong to believe this, there were a different pair of eyes that watched within the canopies of the green. An untamed nature that craved the conflict the opposing world would bring. But in the challenge hidden within the towering spires of the unclaimed earth, there was a loneliness too that that rang out methodically during the dawning of the twilight. It was a song that resounded from the depths of the unmarred earth and reached the skies themselves and beyond, the song never ending until the night had truly come. Tony sighed as he changed into his feral form, sniffing the ground around him. "Hey, whoever is here needs to get the fuck out." Tony yelled out, groaning as he limped forward. Tony then sighed as he walked into a cave, more like a den really, laying down and resting, not knowing the cave he was in had another inhabitant. Tony gulped worriedly and looked up as he heard steps coming towards him. "Please, whoever you are, spare me. I have come to only rest. I can not guarantee where I will be by morning, but I can promise that I will be out of your home by a little after sunrise." Tony said, looking behind him worriedly, sniffing the air in anxiety.Tony gulped and stood up shakily, his leg hurting. "Please, whoever you are, show yourself to me." Tony called out, looking around him. Tony sighed and lowered his head, his ears splaying back in disappointment when he got no answer. Tony then sighed and curled up, about to fall asleep.

The land that scented so strongly of her, had only ever been host to one in all the time the claimed it. No cavern was shared, no treetops contested. Her rule was strong and within the encroach by another. For none dared. Yet there was a change in the woodlands marked by the scent of an intruder. A bold, wounded soul that had stumbled deep into her domain. Her home no less in where she found her rest. The female kept to her feral from as she peered through the darkness of her abode to the invasive vision seeking refuge. She remained close to the back of her den, only letting her presence be known by the heavy scent she exude. The scent of ownership of her grounds. Her lips would part, yet she made no effort so speak, let alone advance in the hope this creature... by scent a male, would depart of his own volition and leave her grounds be. Yet he did not leave... only further professed his want to rest and request that she reveal herself. And yet she remained still. She watched him, the mild intrigue holding her from advancing on the male with bared teeth and vengeful claw, until he assumed a pose not in retreat but to further cement himself to the ground. Snapping at the air, the female advanced forward, a growl straining her muzzle apart as she aimed to startle him into leaving her home.

Tony gulped worriedly as he looked up, seeing a wolfess advance towards him. "Calm down. Just give me some time to rest, and I promise I'll be gone by morning. I'll bring you breakfast in the morning before I leave." Tony said, yawning a bit and stretching as he smelt the female was in heat. "Ooh, and you're in heat. I can see why you would want me gone, now." Tony said, shaking a bit to get the dust and dirt off of him. "If you don't mind me asking, what is your name?" Tony asked, in the language of his ancestors, bowing his head. Tony then looked up when he didn't get an answer. Tony slowly walked towards the female, ready to run if she attacked. The female stopped just short of the male and dropped her tail relaxed between her thighs. Her muscles remained taut beneath her golden fur, as the tension caused by his presence had yet to recede. What was more was his notice of the scent she carried that impressed the urgency for him leave her home. As he stepped closer to her, she retreated with a single paw back. Her hackles were raised in warning, in challenge. She had no name to offer him and thus remained silent save for the strengthening growl in command for him to retreat. She could not share a den with anyone while in this state. Even if she had not shared her home with another before now.

Tony gulped and took a step back. "Make the first move, I dare you to, if you are challenging me. I'll warn you, though, I was the alpha of a pack that had a large claim of land, more so than what you have now." Tony said, smirking as he began taking steps towards the female. Tony then snarled as he attacked, managing to get in a few bites and scratches before he received a few in return. Tony scooted back and wiped the blood off of his bleeding lower lip. "Damn. You're tough, way tougher than I thought you would be. Very impressive, indeed." Tony said, sitting down on his haunches, exposing his huge and thick sheath and plump balls. Tony then began to nurse his wounds, licking as best as he could, groaning as he struggled to lick a few wounds near his rear. "Please, just let me stay here. I won't bother you." Tony said, meaning every word. His claim to leadership, what territory he kept, meant nothing to the female when it was he that stood upon her domain. She had governed her land for many seasons til the moment, and felt no need to accommodate any that sought to command her on it. Her jaws widened again as she sprang for him aimed to tear into his scruff and neck. Yet the scrap became less of a careful execution of moves, and more of a clash of limbs with one seeking to dominate the other. Her own injuries endured crippled only her stance with her foreleg and thigh now bleeding. As they parted, she slinked away to a welcoming wall of her den and pressed herself against it. She paid no attention to her wounds for the sake of keeping an eye on her visitor. Yet when he asked again to stay in her home to rest, she did not contest him, but turned her head to stare at the wall.

Tony sighed and looked out the exit of the den, seeing it rain. "I'll take your silence as a yes." Tony said, yawning a bit. "Listen, I'll be back. When, I don't know when. I'm going to get us some dinner." Tony said, standing up and stretching, walking out into the rain. Several hours later, Tony returned with twenty four rabbits, a deer, an elk, and a caribou. "Let me tell you something, miss: getting this was not easy, considering I had to fight other wolves off and the occasional hunter. I mean, they're getting more dangerous with each day, plus the fact was it was not easy at all to find a rabbit, deer, an elk, and a caribou with enough meat and fat on it to last a huge pack several days." Tony said, pushing the deer, elk, and caribou towards the wolfess. Tony then began to eat one of the rabbits he had caught. Hours passed in a relative silent save for the patter of the rain outside of the den. Her wounds throbbed as they had yet to be treated, yet she refused to acknowledge her weakness and instead let the pain dull and fall to the back of her mind. In her lounging state, she knew the male had left her den but with a word to return after he had acquired a meal. Stubbornly she had no intention of sharing with him, and only wanted to be rid of him less her scent twist his mind to a more carnal state. He returned not long after she had made herself comfortable against the inner wall of her den. Her raised her head more so to look at him than to acknowledge what he brought with him from his hunt. She looked to the meat, her nose twitching at the strong aroma of the fresh kill. She felt her stomach churn with hunger. The corners of her maw began to salivate but she did not creep toward the meat. She instead held onto her stubbornness refusing to take his offering. Proudly she turned her head away from him and kept her gaze fixed on the wall.

Tony smirked and nodded. "Ah, yes, proud you are. I can see it. But, what is this, I see?" Tony asked, rubbing the corners of the wolfess' maw with his paw, smiling as he saw it was saliva. "Listen, eat your meal, and I'll tend to your wounds." Tony said, meaning every word, knowing what the consequences were if he tried to tend to her wounds. Tony decided to take the risk and began to lap at the wolfess' wounds, cleaning them thoroughly. "Listen, I know where you're coming from with the pride thing. Pride's a good thing to have, but don't let it cloud your judgement. Take my advice: Don't always be proud and refuse what others offer you. It'll get you killed one day. And then, who'll be there to protect your claim, huh? Think about it." Tony said when he got through licking the wolfess' wounds. Tony then licked his lips clean of the wolfess's blood and the blood from his dinner. Tony then began to eat another rabbit, taking his time with the one he was currently eating. She tensed when he was near, the scent of him too overwhelming to ignore. And like a frightened thing, her lips peeled back as a warning growl rattled her chords. Clearly, she did not want him so close yet her injuries prevented her from striking out as instinct would ask of her. Instead she pressed harder against her wall, trying to make herself smaller despite her impressive size and ward off his interest of her. Her ears came forward when he spoke, twitching slightly as her mind worked to understanding his reasoning. His touch to her maw invoked a strong flinch, but she did not snap at him and instead lay there listening. She held strongly to her pride, but knew that he was right. Her stubbornness would inevitably be her downfall and there would be none to protect her claim on her territory. Reluctantly, she looked to the meat then the male as he came near her still. Her body stiffened at the initial grace of his tongue against her wound but she did not recoil, neither did she relax. She took her time in testing the air of their situation before she inched toward the meat and nibbled a section of the deer hide for herself. Until he was finished, she was unable to fully indulge, but once free, she pushed herself to stand and walked around to the belly of the deer. Her teeth tore through the thin flesh as she plunged her muzzle deep into its warmth. Both tongue and teeth searched for its organs, engorging on heart, liver, kidney and lungs until a small knot in her stomach was filled. She hadn't realized her true hunger until she feasted and groaned softly with content as she laid beside the carcass to digest. Her maw was left bloody, uncaring for her appearance in the wake of her frenzy.

Tony smiled and smirked as he saw the wolfess eat. "See?" Tony asked, smiling before leaning down towards the female. Knowing again the risks he was taking, he licked the maw of the wolfess clean from the blood." Looks like the rain is letting up. The rest of my rabbits are now yours. I'll be going now." Tony said, starting to walk out of the den when he heard the wolfess call for him. "What is it?" Tony asked, turning and looking the wolfess in her eyes, his piercing blue eyes looking deeply, searching for answers. Tony sighed as he saw no answer for which to gather for the questions he had. "I'll ask again: What is it?" Tony asked, walking back in towards the cave and sitting down on his haunches, again exposing his thick and huge sheath and plump balls, several feet away from the wolfess. Tony smiled as he knew the wolfess was looking at his sheath, his cock not emerging despite the scent of the wolfess being in heat entering his nose now. Silence was in refusal to admit he had been right, but the truth was apparently by the mess she had made of the meat and of herself. As she laid by the kill, she remained still as he licked the gore from her muzzle. Shyly her tongue peeked from the delicate part of her muzzle to grace his cheek then quickly closed her mouth. Same as he, she noticed the rain was growing softer until it was hardly audible from the deeper reaches of the den. She remained where she lay as he made for the entrance of the den, leaving her be as she requested, but she was compelled to call to him, a soft whimper of a sound to stop him from leaving completely. Yet when he looked to her, she had nothing to say, only looked to him then looked away, too proud to ask him to remain. Instead he came to her of his own volition, asking again why she had halted his retreat. Her amber eyes looked into his blue, then quickly turned away. Only a soft whine filtering from her tightly clenched muzzle. Her tail curled itself tightly between her legs, not in submissive but in care of her condition, her reluctance to acknowledge the heaviness of the smell. Again she whimpered as if in pain then carefully rolled herself to her side, her belly exposed as her forelegs drew inward to her chest.

Tony smiled and shook his head. "Do not worry. You have nothing to fear from me." Tony said, leaning down and licking the wolfess's forehead softly. "Now, rise up, and eat, for I can tell you're still hungry." Tony said, walking over to the twenty two rabbits that was left. Tony then started to bring the rabbits over to the wolfess, one by one, until all the rabbits were in front of her. "Do not be afraid to ask me to remain, young one. Again, it's your pride. Let it go sometimes, and be humble. Let others help you." Tony said, speaking the truth. Tony then laid down on his stomach and yawned softly, his muzzle opening and exposing his razor-sharp teeth. Tony then smiled as he looked at the wolfess. "Again, I'll ask once more: What is your name?" Tony asked, stretching a bit, his muscles rippling underneath the skin of his body. Tony then rolled onto his side and looked at the wolfess, a smile on his muzzle. Against what she had led herself to believe, she found herself growing less bothered by the male's presence. His scent was calming even drenched by the rain, easing her tension and opening her to his gesture without contest. She knew it was her pride that kept her silent, but it was difficult to speak when a great deal of her isolation had been in silence. She waited patiently on her side as her brought the kills to her, each one eagerly devoured as it was delivered until she could indulge no more and turned to her stomach to rest. Her head lowered to her paws outstretched, the tips of her paws skirting lightly over his own. Her ears twitched as he spoke but her muzzle remained tightly closed. She felt her heart hammer harder in her chest as she felt the urge to speak but could not bring forth the words, only sound. As he turned to his side, she was better able to see the size of his body as a whole no longer hidden by his stature when standing. She shuffled closer to him along her belly, then inched her muzzle just beneath his chest. Her jaws parted carefully, slowly to nip at the hairs of his chin, then just as quickly ceased as she lowered her head again. "...Carrie..." she whined softly then tucked her head in the fur of his neck.

Tony smiled and murred softly, shivering as he felt the wolfess nip at his chin. Tony then looked down at the wolfess, smiling softly. "Carrie...." Tony mumbled to himself, murring at the sound of it. "Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful wolfess." Tony said, yawning and stretching again once more. "So, how long have you been living here, Carrie?" Tony asked, getting down onto his belly and rolling onto his back, wanting to know. Tony looked at Carrie when she didn't give an answer. "Listen, if it bothers you too much, you don't have to answer but, what caused you to come here? Run away from home?" Tony asked, not realizing how far he was going. Tony gulped and rolled onto his stomach then stood up as he saw Carrie snarl. "What is it, Carrie?" Tony asked, looking at the entrance of the cave. Lest she appear attached, she gave the male his space as he attempted to make himself comfortable. Her own state of being was relatively at ease despite her previous wariness of him. As he rolled to his back, she shuffled closer to his belly and gently raised a paw to playfully pat his stomach. Her tail came alive behind her, lifting in a means to start a harmless game. But it was quickly stopped as she heard the hardening fall of the rain outside of the den, then was drawn to look at it's entrance as a dark shape invaded the shared cave. A dark form walked at his leisure into the den, his body drenched from the rain outside yet his eyes gleamed with a terrifying command. His nostrils were flared having scented the musk created by the female in heat. His flesh once concealed pushed boldly from its sheath, knot and all hanging freely until it hardened with purpose. He looked to the other male but ignored his presence as he marched straight to Carrie, and grasped her roughly by the neck forcing her against the side of the den wall. She yelped in pain as her throat was pinned but drug her tail between her legs in fright. She whimpered sharply, forsaking her pride in the hopes she would be helped from the horrid ordeal yet to unfold.

"Hey, leave her alone." Tony said, snarling as he bit the other male's neck and dragged him away from Carrie. "I told you once, Jack, I'll tell you again: Leave and never return." Tony said, snarling as he saw Jack shake his head. "Challenge me to a duel and I'll leave if you can beat me." Jack said, smirking arrogantly. "Fine, you got it. List your terms." Tony said, looking back at Carrie lovingly. Tony then looked back at Jack, the smile turning to a frown. "Winner gets the bitch.." Jack said, gesturing to X'yrin. .... and the loser has to leave forever." Jack said, not knowing he would lose. Tony smirked and nodded. "Very well, Jack." Tony said, standing back and charging Jack. Tony then slashed at Jack's throat repeatedly, watching as blood began to spurt profusely and bit Jack's cock off. Tony then jumped back and broke Jack's legs before he shoved Jack's cock past Jack's tailhole into Jack's rectum. "Time for the finishing touch......" Tony said darkly, biting and ripping Jack's throat out, blood gushing out onto Tony's muzzle. Tony then smirked as he kicked Jack's body out of the den, smirking as he heard it fall to the ground one hundred feet below. Tony then turned back to Carrie and looked her in her amber eyes. "I'll leave if you want me to, Carrie." Tony said, meaning every word as he licked his muzzle clean. Tony groaned in pain as the wounds he received the fight began to sting and hurt, bleeding slightly.

The female could only stand pressed against the wall and watch in horror as the confrontation between the two males escalated. She did not know what she had anticipated to happen, perhaps the rogue male would have his way and leave her be, but she did not expect for her visitor to literally fight for her. As the conflict came to an abrupt and messy end, she remained fixed in her position until addressed. He had emerged as victor but not without receiving several injuries himself. Her ears fell back as she whined in apology knowing the injury was because of her and the scent she carried. It was not her choice to have the fight be over her, but its stakes had still been made apparent. She was spared the forced breeding from the rogue male, but that was not to say the same could be said with her visitor. Rather than insinuate she was ungrateful by his efforts, she crept over to him carefully with her head lowered and nudged her muzzle against one of his wounds. Glancing briefly to him, she let her tongue unfurl then slowly lapped the blood from his wound, moving to others as they became apparent. All the while she whimpered in apology.

Tony shook his head and licked Carrie's head softly. "Do not be apologizing, Carrie. I was proud to fight to protect for a wolfess such as yourselves. Scum like Jack deserve to die." Tony said, laying down on his stomach. Tony then stood up and picked a rabbit then began to slowly eat it as he sat on his haunches, taking his time and enjoying the meal. Tony gulped and gasped as he felt Carrie lick his belly. "What are you doing, Carrie?" Tony asked, looking down at Carrie, noticing a cheeky smile. Tony shook his head and stood up. "After what happened, I think it's best if I leave, Carrie." Tony said, beginning to walk towards the exit of the den but gulping as he saw Carrie rush to block his path. "What are you doing, Carrie?" Tony asked, gulping worriedly as he saw the look in Carrie's eyes. Tony then gulped again and began to step backwards as he saw Carrie walk towards him. She had a difficult time leaving him to eat especially when she was trying to care for his wounds. What she was able to reach she cleansed it then left it to heal, but noticed a splotch of blood by his stomach. With tail swaying, she lowered her muzzle to the wound and carefully licked across the gash. Her ears perked when he questioned her but she gave him no word only a glance and continued to lick until the wound was cleaned. When he stood she looked to him, following his steps as he made for the entrance of the den, but she rushed from the kills to bar his path. She dropped to her forelegs with her rear and tail erect, both swaying slightly in an instinctual playful taunt. She said nothing but raised herself then and slowly walked toward her guest, her tail still high and fanning the air lightly until she walked past him back into the depths of her den, but not without caressing the length of his muzzle with her tail. She curled her body around him with her rear pressing against his shoulder and near his muzzle impressing the strength of her scent upon him. She brushed her shoulder against his side, then tucked her tail back down between her thighs. She looked to him once more, her eyes no longer prideful but hazed with want. She kept close to him but a moment more, then pulled away from him and walked back to her corner of the den.

Tony gulped and moaned as he deeply inhaled Carrie's scent. 'Oh baby, that's the stuff." Tony moaned out, his sheath tingling. Tony shook his head and slapped himself. "No, I can't do this. I won't do this, especially not after what happened." Tony thought to himself, walking out of the den and up onto the cliff's edge. Tony curled his tail between his legs and laid down on his stomach, watching as the sun set. Tony yelped as he felt his rear get nipped. "What is it, Carrie?" Tony asked, gulping as he saw the angry look in her eyes. "Look, while I want to mate with you, I won't. It's not because I don't think you're beautiful, but I won't do it because I fear you would think I'm the rogue male forcing himself onto you." Tony said, looking back out towards the sunset. Tony then sighed as he saw the sun disappear below the horizon. Tony smiled and murred as he felt the coolness brush past him. Tony then smiled and he stood up and stretched once again, the wounds on his body only very slightly bleeding once more Tony then walked back into the den and laid down near the entrance, watching as Carrie entered the den. It was obvious the female was hurt when she was openly rejected by him. She had hoped that he would accept her invitation, or at least express his interest as the rogue male had done. When he fled from the den, she walked to him after some time and expressed her anger towards his rejection. She remained silent save for the growl that rose then was quickly silenced. He did want to mate with her... but still would not let himself. Her ears fell back as she turned away from him and walked back into the den. The scent she carried rose with the fall of the day as night eventually came. Having a male so near and within reach excited her. An innate desire to be taken overwhelmed her, but she kept her tail tucked as she reclaimed her spot in the den and kept her back facing him dismissively.

Tony sighed and stood up, walking towards Carrie. Tony then laid down next to her and rested his head on her back. "Listen, tomorrow, if you want, I'll mate with you. You'll get a little hesitation from me, though." Tony said, being honest with Carrie. Tony then murred as he fell asleep, nuzzling Carrie's back in hsis sleep. Eight hours later, as the sun rose, Tony walked into the den with two caribous and one rabbit behind him, his body covered with dried blood. Tony gave the two caribou to the still sleeping Carrie while he began to eat the rabbit, not noticing Carrie stir. Tony jumped in shock when he felt a paw touch his back, and turned to face the person who touched him, snarling with fangs bared, when he saw it was Carrie. Tony sighed and began licking the tears away that he saw were trickling down Carrie's muzzle. "Please, Carrie, forgive me. I didn't know it was you." Tony said, being honest. Tony kept licking the tears away, nuzzling Carrie when he got through. The female was not a creature that dwelled on what was to come the next day. She knew only of the present and treated each day thus. She cared only for the moment without the consequence present. When he offered to take her on the following day, her disappointment was not alleviated. But she did not press him and kept herself curled in her place within the den, taking some comfort in his touch until she too fell asleep. By morning the dame began with a groggy start but noticed quickly that she was alone in her den. The scent of the male was there but fading as if he had only just left. Panicking she rose to her paws and rushed outside of the den to search for him. The scent of his musk and aroma of fodder blood hung in the air, eventually trailing back the way she had come. Feeling relief, she returned to her den and went straight for his familiar form... but was snapped at sharply tearing the skin of her muzzle as she yelped, bringing tears of pain to her eyes. Her tail tucked tightly between her legs as she backed far from him and placed her belly to the ground. She looked up at him as he stood over her and apologized. Each lick quieting the pain she felt until it was a dull throbbing. She kept herself low and tucked as best as she was able, then submissively rolled onto her side with belly exposed as if to please him so she would not be harmed again.

Tony smiled and chuckled as he shook his head. "You silly little doggy." Tony said, lowering his muzzle and planting a kiss on Carrien's belly. "Please, forgive me, Carrie." Tony said, laying down by Carrie, murring as he rested his head on her head, letting her use his head as a pillow. "Listen, I know you're a virgin. I'm a virgin too. I know a place that would be perfect to mate, Carrie. Later tonight, though." Tony said, licking the back of Carrie's neck softly and lovingly. "Listen, I need you to speak for this question: Will you be my mate, Carrie?" Tony asked, hoping she would become his mate, but willing to accept it if she wouldn't. Tony smiled and murred as he nuzzled Carrie's side softly, murring at the feeling of her fur. "So soft and warm." Tony said, yawning and stretching a bit, licking and smacking his lips afterwords. She was a creature of so few words but she managed, for the sake of making her intentions rather clear. She hadn't needed a reason to speak before this moment but did her best given her feral nature. "If you would... mate with me..." she began softly, "... I will be yours." Then she lowered her muzzle to rest on the floor of the den, nearly tucked beneath her legs outwardly stretched. Her tail twitched by her anxiousness growing. Her want to ease the burden of her heat growing insatiably as well as the scent. She did not want to wait for much longer and whined her complaint that she was being made to.

Tony nodded and smiled, sitting up on his haunches, exposing his thick sheath and plump balls to Carrie. "Well, if you want me to mate with you, you'll have to lick and get me worked up." Tony said, his thick musk entering Carrie's nose. Tony moaned as he felt his sheath and balls get licked. "Just watch those teeth and we'll be fine." Tony said, leaning over and licked Carrie's rump teasingly. "I'm surprised you're not asking me to do something challenging to prove I am worthy of being your mate. I mean, while I am happy with you mating will get you to be my mate, I want to prove I deserve to be your mate, and I feel that the death of the rogue male didn't prove it. Just give me something to do and it shall be done." Tony said, being honest, moaning as he felt his right ball enter Carrie's muzzle, his sheath stirring and his ten inches long, five inches thick, and two inches wide cock coming out of the sheath. She wanted for him to douse the aching fire stirring within her, but he was right to assume that a challenge needed to be made. And as she favored the idea, she continued her ministrations over his sheath, running her long tongue along the length of it and encompassing the whole girth of it down her throat. Slowly she freed it, minding the grace of her teeth over the sheath, making sure not to press too hard or too deeply until she withdrew. His length completely drenched. Licking her muzzle she stood from his side and walked a little ways toward the center of the den. Her tail pulled away from her rear and curled tauntingly over her back. She lowered herself by her front legs but kept her rear erect, assuming the same teasing and playful stance as she had before. If he wanted a challenge, then she would give him one. A non-fatal fight. "...Challenge me..." she growled softly. "..I will not give myself... but you can fight to take it."

Tony smirked and nodded, growling dominantly. "Very well. You will live to regret it." Tony said, running towards Carrie, planning on taking Carrie's anal virginity first. Tony slowed down as he approached her and stood up on his hind legs, wrapping his forelegs around Carrie's hindlegs, his thick cock rubbing against Carrie's heat-swollen pussy and tailhole. "Prepare to get taken, babe." Tony snarled out, taking the back of Carrie's neck in a dominant grip as he thrusted, trying to find his target: Carrie's tight, hot, virgin pussy. Tony kept trying and twenty thrusts later, pushed his cock past Carrie's tailhole and into Carrie's rectum . "Oh fuck, wrong hole, yet it feels so right." Tony moaned out as he began making slow, sweet, deep, and tender love to X'yrin, moaning out as his thick, veiny, throbbing cock penetrated Carrie's anal depths. She braced herself as he came for her, anticipating a strike if not a bite to subdue her. But instead she veered around to her rear, his large form rising as he heavily draped himself at her rear. She growled as he anchored his forelegs around her hind legs and jerked forward as she felt his flesh against her probing for any recess that would take him. He pushed against her anal recess which in turn was the wrong place she ached to be filled. The thigh flesh was forced apart to encompass the whole of him. The female's head reared back as she howled in both pain and pleasure. Her back legs nearly buckled beneath her, but she stubbornly kept them up to support him. Her claws scratched against the ground to dig deeper. Her vaginal flesh, still untaken, grew moist with need until it secreted beneath her.

Tony moaned and howled as he kept making love to Carrie. Several hours later, Tony moaned as his knot formed and pushed against Carrie's tailhole. "This may hurt, babe." Tony said, moaning as he pushed his knot past Carrie's tailhole and into her rectum, licking away Carrie's tears as she cried in pain. Tony howled loudly in pleasure as he began to pump Carrie's rectum full of his cum, her stomach beginning to bulge from the amount. Tony howled and began thrusting, albeit short erratic thrusts, to prolong his orgasm. Several hours later, after pumping gallons upon gallons of cum into Carrie's rectum, Tony murred as he felt the flow of cum stop. "It'll take some time for my knot to go down, babe." Tony said, murring as he licked Carrie's muzzle gently and lovingly. Four hours later, Tony felt his knot was soft enough and began to pull out, moaning as his knot popped out with a 'pop' sound, Carrie's tailhole quickly closing up to keep the cum in her rectum."You were wonderful, Carrie." Tony moaned out, walking around and sitting down, flexing himself and licking his cock clean. Once the momentum was built, it was unrelenting for hours on end longer than the female thought she was able to withstand. The perpetual stretching of her rear left the base of her tail aching and well worn. The pain had long since dissipated leaving her with the sensation of a dull throbbing rear. She was an obliging female, bent down with her rear erect until she could bare no more of the strain. When his knot was removed, she collapsed on the ground. The pressure of her engorged weight against the ground caused the once tightened orifice to reopen and spill what her body could not absorb. She whined pitifully feeling the whole of her body weak and exhausted. The mess of his seed coated both her belly and tail as she tucked it between her legs and crawled meekly to her side of the den.

Tony smiled and sighed, walking over to Carrie's side of the den. "Lay down and lift your tail, Carrie." Tony said, smiling as he saw her tail lift, Tony crawled behind Carrie's rear and began tenderly licking Carrie's tailhole clean. "Time to repay Carrie for the kindness she has shown me." Tony thought to himself as he began rubbing Carrie's pussy with a paw as he began to lick his way into Carrie's rectum, lapping up the cum in her rectum. Several hours later, Tony smiled as he lapped all the cum out of Carrie's rectum, swallowing it and moaning as it slid down his throat. Tony rubbed Carrie's pussy once more, smiling as he saw she had a powerful, squirting orgasm, and heard her howl loudly for several minutes. "I pay back the debts I owe, and your kindness to me is a debt. I love you, Carrie." Tony said, licking at where he had snapped at her and tore her muzzle. Tony smiled and nuzzled Carrie lovingly.