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"So, is this going to become a regular thing?" the weasel says out into the small open room with a heated groan following right after. His fingers grip firmly around the middle of my ears at the same time, giving me a firm tug down as if he didn't really want to hear an answer though. The paw continues to give a good bit of pressure for the next few moments, holding me there as my lips press right up to his sheath. I just let my tongue and throat do their thing with the weasel's shaft while held down though, slathering whatever I can in a nice layer of my spit. Soon enough he starts to release the pressure after another heavy groan leaves him, laying back and enjoying the flood of sensations to his brain.

I pull back all the way when I can so the tip of that cock is just at my lips, letting it linger there for a moment as my hot breath falls over it. Once I've filled my lungs, I slowly look up at the deep breathing chubby weasel and finally say back, "Yeah... probably..." And with those words my lips close and I push myself back down once more. All six inches of throbbing weasel cock sliding down into my drooling maw and making itself right at home yet again.

"Mmmmph," he adds back in a quick reply, letting me get another few bobs up and down the shaft in the mean time. But, as he catches his breath once more, he slowly added back in, "You... take a liking to that new wolf thing, didn't ya?"

It made it so much harder to get someone off when you had to keep stopping to answer their questions of course, but unfortunately I had no choice. This was my ticket into the zoo, and I needed to do whatever it took to keep him happy. I bobbed a few more times, getting a small rhythm going to at least rile him up a good bit, before popping off that cock with a wet smack once again.

"You could say that..." I add in a few rushed breaths, quickly opening up my maw and diving back down to try and get the job done. But, as I've found out, the weasel had found a bit of stamina recently. I suppose it's partly my fault for making him cum each and every night though. Back in the 'old' days I usually didn't get the pleasure so often. I snuck back in after work once a week, or maybe two or three times if I really wanted something. But, every day? This was a new record even for me. It was day six already, and I didn't see any reason I'd be stopping. Hell, if anything it'd just be getting worse. Hopefully the whole blowjob technique would keep working though. I don't know what other lengths I'd actually go through for him to let me in. And I was hoping he was slightly too stupid to realize just how much he had me by the balls...

He seemed happy enough by my response though, and finally just shut up and leaned back to enjoy yet another blowjob. I let out a little thank you under my breath and finally got to go to work. I pushed down hard and really gave that cock tip and upper shaft a good working over with my tongue. I slurped back and forth firmly over everything I could touch, keeping that cock tip more or less pressed up right to the entrance to my throat with each deep bob down. With a little more strain, and pushing my lips into the weasel's chub just a bit, I could feel the first bit of my throat pop over that mostly human shaped cock and seal it in tight.

That made the weasel gasp nice and heavy, and I couldn't blame him. But, I didn' t let him have the pleasure for too long. I pulled back and felt that cock tip slip out of my throat with a dull little pop inside my skull. I slid it all the way out of my muzzle for another breath, hopefully avoiding any stupid questions, and began to slide the entire length of his cock down through my lips once again. I moved fast, wanting to get the weasel off as quickly as I could. Up and down my head bobbed, pushing in deep enough to get the tip of that cock into my throat on random occasion as well. It was never a planned thing, but when the angle of my bob and his cock lined up, and my push down really was a firm one, he'd get that slick throaty pop that made him shiver.

We both shut up and just worked at that point. My paws were clamped firmly down onto the weasel's thighs as I held on for leverage, and his paw had returned itself to the back of my head. Quickly it pushed down as his hips began to thrust up as well, meeting my own lips with a hard wet smack each time. That's how I knew he was close - he would start to get rather into it. My lungs weren't exactly burning yet, so I saw little reason to hold back myself either.

As he started to thrust up into my face, I only continued to push down hard back into his groin myself. It made the meeting of the two all that much more firm and sensational for both of us. And, thankfully, my tried and true method for the weasel worked it's magic once again before too long. A few heavy gasps from him, and a strong shiver in his chair, lead to his cock starting to throb firmly in my mouth. I closed my eyes and held my head firm, letting my tongue take care of the rest from here. I pulled the tip out of my throat and into my mouth, making sure my tongue had a good bit to work with.

Quick, hungry, and focused passes down under and around that cock head made sure the weasel would be drained. And as his cum shot out in a few strong tasting shots right against the roof of my mouth, I could only give a pleasured moan as my features went a bit soft and spent myself. It was more work than I was used to, but another successful round down. My entry into the zoo was paved and ready to walk.

I gave him a few moments to enjoy the afterglow before slowly sucking my cheeks in and slurping off the tip of that spent cock. I let it pop from my mouth with a nice wet sound to ring around the small control room, and then gave a few heavy and obvious swallows as the cum made it's way from my tongue down to my belly. I let out a few gasps myself as I filled my lungs with fresh air, or at least as fresh as it could be between a chubby weasel's legs. But soon I just gave my trademark cute smile and finally pushed back and away, getting up onto my feet with a little stretch.

"Mmmm, amazing as always Ethan..." he says with a wide smile, his cock still mostly hard but laying down flat against his khaki pants now. I just smirked as it left a nice wet outline in the fabric.

I gave my chin a little wipe with my paw, smearing off the spit and pre mixture before saying back, "My pleasure Stud. Now, open the doors and turn off the cameras!"

He chuckled a little bit at that as he finally starts to gather up his cock, stuffing it back into his pants and adjusting everything so it fits nicely inside. "Demanding bunny, aren't ya?" he adds with a little smirk, and then slowly rolls over to the control panel. "You have to tell me what's so special about this wolf. We have other wolves in here too ya know..."

"Yeah, but not like this one," I quickly blurted out without thinking, and then kind of regretted it as I hoped it wouldn't lead to more questions. This guy knew more about me and what I did at the zoo than anyone. I didn't normally keep many secrets from him. But something like one of the exhibits talking to you? That was a good way to get the weasel more than a little nervous about letting me in.

"Again, what makes him so special?" the weasel says, flipping a few switches and overriding a few commands here and there. "I mean, I know he's big and everything, but... every day? He can't be THAT good..."

"Just trust me on this one," I say back quickly. I was happy I had such an out, and I hoped it'd be enough to shut that weasel up for a bit.

He just grumbled a bit under his breath, but did as he was told and made sure my path was clear. "Alright," he says with a few final keystrokes, "Should be good to go. Wave to me on the way out so I know you're not getting mauled or something."

"Yeah, about that..." I slowly say back, almost blushing as I reach for my iced tea to take a sip. Damn that weasel cum sticking on my taste buds... I had to ask what he ate at some point. Must have been a diet of nothing but the most bitter stuff you can imagine... "I don't think I'll be coming back out until morning this time. I'm gonna try something new..."

He's usually game to go along with whatever I say, knowing I'm the expert and he's just a guard. But even he batted an eye at that statement, and I could see his mind starting to form a few heavy arguments and questions. But, before they could all spring out on me I finally said, "I'll try and be out before you leave by morning, or at least up and getting a shower. Don't worry, I feel safe and confident in what I'm doing."

That didn't seem to sway him nearly as much as I had hoped, watching him gulp down nervously with his eyes darting back and forth from me to the monitors. "You just planning to fuck all night, or... you gonna literally sleep with him or something?"

I could almost feel the nervousness in his voice, and I'd be nervous as hell in his position too. I'd be letting my guard down on a feral animal, and he'd be the guy responsible for anything that might go wrong from it. But, I knew with the wolf I was safe. Maybe it was a naive thing to say, but when you can physically talk to another animal and communicate on such a level, you find your confidence growing rather quick. Plus, I figured he liked me visiting every night too much to really do anything to hurt me... at least I hoped.

"I can handle myself, trust me on this one," I finally said with a smile, trying to hide my own nerves all the while. I did trust the wolf, but still... everything I've ever learned about anything with four legs made me still nervous to say it. "I'll even let you fuck me next time if you promise to keep your mouth shut and the cameras off..."

That seemed like enough for him, although he seemed tortured as it took him a few moments to consider it. He finally let out a small sigh and slowly said, "I love you, but I hate you sometimes too..." A rather loud grumble caps it all off as he looks back towards the monitors and starts to click on a few more things.

For his efforts I just smile and slowly walk on over, laying a peck on his working cheek before saying, "I love you too. Thanks stud." And with that I grab my iced tea and start my way down towards the wolf pen.

It was a familiar journey by now. My footprints were probably well worn into the concrete... or would be soon enough if the wolf happened to stay here for much longer. And I didn't so much as bat an eye at anything else in my focused march through the underground tunnels. All I had on my mind was one thing - that wolf.

Well, wolf would be a little bit of a misnomer I suppose. I'd done a little digging on him when I could, and found out that he was an 'Unidentified Canine Breed'. Some wolf DNA of course, but other mysterious DNA as well. This lead to him being officially classified as a "Warg" on our zoo attraction list, and on most of the paperwork we had on him as well. Whether there was something mythical or magical about him... I really didn't know. I only knew science couldn't explain him.

And asking him was like running around in circles and trying to catch his tail. He didn't answer too many questions, not even for me. Or at least didn't answer them good enough for my liking. I was coming to think he didn't know the answers himself, and I couldn't blame him I suppose. But, I had to do my best to put those thoughts out of my scientific mind at least. I had an amazing opportunity to live out the best fantasy I could imagine, and I was going to do anything I could to keep it going. If that meant possibly getting some magic dust on me, or some radiation poisoning, or something else crazy... well, I might just be up for that.

I finally reached his cage a little late as the weasel had taken a little longer than normal to work up. And, of course, the Warg was sitting there patiently staring at me as I walked in. He was almost like a cross between a domestic dog being happy to see you, and a domestic cat silently asking you where the hell you've been all day. It was an eerie mix to see as his glowing eyes stared back at me through the darkness.

"Sorry Alpha," was the first thing I said to him as I walked on in and stripped down, getting on all fours quickly as I was told to do each time I entered. Perhaps it was a little power play, or maybe he really did like to think of me as part of his pack - one of the females. But, whatever it was, he asked me to do it and I did it. Simple as that. That seemed to be the way things ran around here, and I was totally fine with it.

"Tisk tisk," he says in that same deep, sexy, rumbling voice I hear in my dreams at night, and all throughout my day at work when anything even remotely related to him comes up. "What a naughty slut to keep his Alpha waiting like this..."

I could tell the wolf was already hard just by the scent in the small nighttime cage, or at the very least aroused. It was hard to see exactly which in the relative darkness. And I think the Warg liked it that way. All the more control, in a place where he really had none other than me.

"The guard... keeps taking longer and longer to cum..." I add back, my voice almost shivering from both the dominance and scent in the room. And it didn't help that I both saw and heard the large canine frame stand up and start to move over towards me as I spoke as well. His eyes were shining brightly now, almost searing into my own as I looked up into them. I just gazed quickly for a peak at first, but then felt myself locked into the gaze - almost as if being hypnotized. I felt something flip in my mind - that raw power and control the Warg had over me sending a heavy shiver down my spine as my weak excuse hit his ears. The soft green glow from his eyes starting to turn brighter and brighter, burrowing into my own head as there was nothing but those eyes in my vision... my entire world for now.

"And here I thought my little slut was a professional at any cock," he adds with the closest thing to a grin the Warg can pull off. "This is what you told me yourself, is it not?"

"Y...yes Alpha..." I say back with another shiver, my foot paws clenching up as the shakes reach all the way down my spine and even to my legs this time. More and more I fell under his spell with each passing second. Whether it really was magic, or something completely natural I didn't know. And, to be honest, I didn't really care.

"Hhhmph," he adds back, starting to circle around me. On the ground, on all fours, feeling like an animal about to be pounced on... and then losing sight of where the predator was... there was no more helpless feeling in the world than to trust such a big and ruthless beast with your well being. "Then perhaps you'd like to change your previous statement if it's no longer valid."

That fucking Warg was a tease through and through. He might not have liked much physical foreplay, but damn was he ever a mind fuck...

"N...no Alpha," I finally say back, feeling my heart racing and my breathing coming in short and quick bursts. "It... was my fault today. But I will do better tomorrow."

"Good slut," he says finally, giving a little nuzzle and lick right under my exposed and rather sore tail hole. God, I didn't even know he was back there! And it made me jump up almost to my feet with a heavy reflexive squeak as the wide, warm tongue pressed up against my warm and eager flesh. I could only hope I didn't kick back into him as my legs shot out and I nearly tumbled over from the shock. But, there was nothing but air behind me, and I did catch myself on my elbows before my chest and belly hit the ground. I quickly scrambled back up into position, letting out a few short and quick breaths as I struggled to regain my composure.

He let out a heavy chuckle at that, the wolf's firm rumble filling my ears once again as he says, "Such an easy little slut to confuse and mislead... oh how I enjoy it..." Another heavy chuckle leaves his muzzle before I catch sight of his glowing eyes again. There they were staring me down, nearly right in front of my own muzzle. I could smell and nearly taste his breath as the Warg slides his body back around to my front, but makes sure not to let a piece of fur or a stray tail touch me in the process. His glowing green eyes are the only thing that lets me know he's there. I give out another sudden squeak because of it as I meet up with their strong gaze once again.

"So, did the slut get permission to stay here for our... extended night together?" he finally asks, letting me shiver with the stare for what felt like a good 30 seconds or so.

We'd planned this out a few days ago, or at least had the idea come up. After one of our normal mating sessions, I think the Warg's mind was feeling a little soft in its afterglow. And, as we lay there knotted together, he asked if I could perhaps stay the night with him to keep him company. I forget just how he asked it, but it was with that confident and almost arrogant tone he always has of course. The one that tried hard not to imply he could use the company only because he was lonely, and not just cause he wanted a mating bitch with him. This was one of the only times I was able to see through it though, and I did feel a little bad for him because of it. I told him that I'd make it happen so long as I could get the guard on board and figure out a few morning things. Well, I had done just that, and now the time had come.

I gave a soft nod back at the Warg's firmly glowing eyes, feeling any resistance slowly slipping from my mind as I said back, "Yes Alpha, I think I have everything figured out. I can stay the night."

I swear I could see another faint grin on the outline of his muzzle as the large canine just nodded approvingly. "Wonderful. You will be treated like a true omega of my pack tonight for your efforts."

Whether that was supposed to be flattering, or another jab at my submissiveness I wasn't sure. But, I knew what the proper response to it should be as I just nodded my head and said, "Thank you Alpha, I'm looking forwards to it."

"As am I slut," he adds with a happy growl. "Now, if you'd be so kind as to reach up and open the door for us?"

That was my cue to get back onto my two legs and open the door to his enclosure. I gave a firm but shaky jump up as my fully erect cock did it's best to counterbalance me, bobbing at full attention up and down with the quick motion. With it still bouncing and swinging with every step, I walked over towards the latch on the wall fairly quickly. A firm pull down on the lever to release the catch, and then a heave up at the large warehouse door, and that Warg was off.

He loved to do his little pre-mating display as he sprinted out from the cage, taking a few laps around his enclosure at full speed to show off his talent... and perhaps just get a bit of exercise as he had some rather lazy days. I just smiled and walked out with him on my hind paws for now, watching the blurry shadow of fur shoot around the decently sized enclosure. He ended up where he always did at the end of it - the highest point of his enclosure on top of a large pile of rocks. I was still a good distance away from the rock, but nevertheless could hear his heavy breathing and panting as I slowly made my way over. I gave a smile up at his still glowing eyes and gave my usual polite applause at the show in the mean time.

"Mmmmm, as impressive as always Alpha," I add with a growing grin. "It'd be my honor to breed with you tonight."

I'm not exactly sure how much that really stroked his ego, or whether it would be something he'd hear in the wild, or what. But ever since I first said it to him a few nights ago he really seemed to take a liking to it.

"Mmmmph, fuck yeah it will be..." he adds, starting to lose a little bit of his 'classy' tone as I could tell he was hyped up now. I watched him dismount from the rocks and slowly start to prowl closer and closer to me with a few fluid lumbering bounds and a gentle, needy crawl. That predatory way he was staring at me, almost stalking me... The way I could hear his soft growl reverberate in my large ears. The slow methodical step after step as he got closer and closer... I was frozen in place from the sensations, even after having done this so many times before.

This was HIS way of doing things. No blowjobs, no teasing, no foreplay... he knew what he wanted, and he was going to take it. He was going to take it how, when, and for how long he wanted. Not a moment longer or shorter to please me. It was all about him.

"All fours bunny slut," he adds with a heavy growl again, making me almost stumble down to my knees and paws in a clunky, eager motion. He would've smirked at my shaky display if he had any other thoughts in his mind I'm sure. But right now I could FEEL the energy coming off him as his green glowing eyes were blazing bright.

"Towards the rock," he adds, slowly licking his lips and continuing to breathe nice and heavy. I let out a little squeak under my breath and did a quick turn, facing my butt towards him as I crawled as fast as I could over towards our new mating rock. We'd found it a few days ago as I was searching for something with a bit of support to help me handle the Warg. We'd tried the natural method with me just on all fours a few times, but he was just slightly too big to really make it work well. Not to mention he was heavy as fuck... So with my slender lapine frame I needed some extra support to handle him.

So when I had a little bit of down time during my normal job, I started to think about the enclosure and what I could use for some support. I went through a few ideas, and actually tried laying across a few things the following night. And the winner turned out to be a little section of bulging rock coming out of the fake mountain towards the back of his enclosure.

The rock was a good height for him to jump onto and thrust into me, leaving his groin at the perfect angle to really hammer away. Not to mention it was a mostly comfortable shape for me to lay down over and have some angled but firm support. The rock extended out only far enough to make sure his paws could still wrap around my shoulders though, so there was no lack of a mounting sensation for either of us. It wasn't quite the same as jumping up onto my bare back with me on all fours, but we made due.

And I was quick to press my body right up over the little outcropping of rock, pressing my chest against the cold and hard stone as I could hear him slowly creeping up behind me. I never knew just when he'd rear up and jump up, but that was part of the fun. He usually didn't leave me waiting too long though. Again he wasn't really one for foreplay, especially after working himself up with that run of his. And I wasn't disappointed this time either as I quickly heard a little grunt, and felt his chest slam down right against my back.

In fact his right paw's claws caught me just a little bit as they slid past my shoulder in the process. With the quick jump and landing, I could feel the sharp nails slashing down through my fur and making a few firm marks against my skin. It made me squeak out firmly at the sudden burning sensation, although not really the pain at this point. My sensations were a little dulled at the moment from the adrenaline with everything else happening. There might have been a little blood, I wasn't sure. Not that I minded or cared too much to be honest. I was on edge myself, and a little extra sharp sensation only helped to really push me further along the path. And that heavy, musky canine sheath grinding up against my rump cheeks certainly helped to take my mind off the little misstep. Plus, I'm sure he'd love the idea of me talking about my 'battle scars' with him as we lay there knotted together afterwards. Or having to explain to others just how I managed to get slashed on the shoulder...

I didn't have much time to think about it though, or even get a good chance to inspect what damage had been done. Before I could even let out another heavy gasp the Warg shifted his weight on my back a bit, getting comfortable and forcing my next breath out of my lungs with the pressure of his body. My eyes shot wide at the strain on my rib cage, and then shot out even wider as I felt his warm, slick cock tip hitting up against my ass crack. It poked around, looking for that well used and bred hole of mine with a few pumps and grinds. But, with as much practice as we've had, it didn't take long before that cock found it's target. That nice, open, pre-lubed target.

Another heavy gasp shot out of my mouth as that cock pressed forwards and slipped into it's proper hole, making the Warg grunt and shift his hind legs a bit closer towards me. My body squirmed hard and my back arched just a bit at the hard thrust into me. That sudden insertion making me tense up firmly with a heavy grunt surging out of my muzzle as well. And that's just what he wanted as he gave another heavy grumble at my ear, setting his hips into motion while my tightness squeezed around his quickly growing cock.

There was no denying he was a feral, and damn did he ever fuck like one. Nothing but pure biological need as his hips started to kick into gear. His balls slapped hard and heavy against my taint and my own dangling set, sending a pained shock up my spine and into my insides with each hard slap against me. The pain and burn of the cock itself slamming hard into my inner walls also added its own sensation to the mix as my mind began to spin with the combo of pleasure and pain. Then there was the dull burn of those claw marks in my shoulder and upper arm as well, pulsing firmly with my fast heart beat all the while. And, to finish it all off, there was the pressure on my chest from that hard thrusting Warg making my ribs creak with each pump. But, even though there was a lot of intense pressure and strain, I didn't process it all as such. It wasn't pain and strain, it was all sensation. Firm, shocking, pulsing sensation sure. But at that point pleasure and pain seemed to be mixing into one sweet cocktail in my brain.

My moans could totally attest to that. Or, at least I think they were moans. There were certainly noises coming out of my muzzle as that cock worked itself deeper and deeper, growing all the while. Maybe it was just the force of the fucking knocking the air out of my lungs each time he pressed his chest firmly against my back. But, I'm sure that if I had the air and lung power to do it properly moans would've been streaming out of my muzzle left and right. It was just such a burst of raw rutting power that my mind couldn't help but be overwhelmed. My body just about froze up and returned to it's most primal state as well, holding firm for the big stud of a wolf and trying to make sure his cock had a straight shot up into me with each hard pump. I'd taken lots of cock in my time at the zoo, and elsewhere to be honest. My rump and body knew exactly how to handle itself while getting rutted. But nevertheless I had to be on top of my game to make sure the Warg had everything in line for him, no matter how hard he tried to rut me in every other direction possible.

He didn't seem to have a care in the world at this point though. All I could make out were his hot and heavy breaths and grunts ringing in my head, as well as that powerful *smack smack smack* of his balls and hips against my own ass. He was primal, almost mechanical in his thrusts as his hips pumped and really hit a blinding speed. The combination of this Warg's power and my steady, deep angle on that rock made sure to make me gasp hard with each filling drive. His cock felt like a battering ram for my insides, growing ever bigger, fuller, deeper... It almost wasn't enough that I warmed up in the parking lot with some of my bigger and longer toys. My insides were still straining as that cock reached its biggest and thickest limits.

The rough, fast pounding continued to make my hole and insides burn and feel like mush all the while. It was almost like they were turning into liquid as that large piece of Warg meat tenderized and abused everything in it's path. His rutting was intense, and I didn't even have the air in my lungs to scream out anything - be it in pain or pleasure. My hole was still sore from the previous sessions it had all week, burning almost constantly over the past few days as it got this treatment night after night. But right now it felt like it was almost literally on fire as those lightning quick pumps continued to fly from the beast.

He never left anything on the table and really pushed me to my limits each and every time. But yet I kept coming back. Despite the burn, the strain, the heavy soreness the rest of the night and day... the sensations were too intense and lovely to give up. The power, the animalistic drive, the pure dominance... it left both my brain and my body tingling and craving more. It was like an addiction, a powerful addiction, and I'd be back here night after night to feed it unless something could find a way to stop me.

And, as that knot started to grow and pop out of my sore pucker, I could start to sense how something serious might stop me. That knot was giant. Yes, I've taken equines and such before, but I was always well rested and ready, not to mention well prepared. After a week or so of constant knotting you'd think I'd be able to handle it by now, but that bulb of flesh was just far too large to even make my well trained ass mold properly for it. Fully inflated it was a beast, and even as it slowly started to grow it made my burning pucker burn all the more fiercely.

In and out it slid with a few heavy slurps, my pre-lubed rump barely standing the heavy friction and dragging of that bulb of flesh through and against my insides. It made me wince, it made me whimper, it made me gasp out hard as my own soft claws tried to dig into the rock. But there was nothing I could do. it was all part of being the Warg's bitch. The full submission of feeling the strain and pain, yet taking it for such a large and majestic beast for his own pleasure... It was such a fulfilling sensation that I couldn't help but willingly offer up my rump each and every time.

But each and every time I felt that knot growing and growing, popping through my poor battered pucker, I would swear that it would be the last time my body could handle it. Bigger and bigger it grew, and louder and louder the pops came. The Warg even seemed as if he was straining a bit in his thrusts before too long as he kept trying to force that monster in and out of me. His own deep growling breaths starting to become labored as his hips began to lose their primal precision. He shifted to the side, as if he was about to lose his balance, and from that angle the knot slammed in one final time. By the time he recovered his positioning he was too big to pull back out, although that didn't stop him from trying. A few hard tugs at my tail hole, and a few sharp arches of my back and pained shouts out into the enclosure, and we both knew he was locked in good and firm.

That didn't stop the quick and powerful thrusts though. And this was probably my favorite part of it all to be honest. After the knoting he continued to have a good bit of travel on his cock as the knot was decently far from the base of his sheath. That thick knot was still growing all the while as the rest of that cock pushed a few inches up my canal and then pulled right back to my ring. He gave yet another hard pull on his hips, trying to pop that knot back out of my embrace, before surrendering to me and driving it in yet again, making us both grunt out hard at the force.

My insides continue to burn heavily as the tip of that ever growing and pre-leaking cock tried to split my depths open drive after drive. It shot deep into my belly, feeling like it was going to poke through my lungs at any moment, before it mercifully pulled back again. The burn then shot to my pucker, straining to keep the knot in as the Warg tried to force me open once again.. And then that pressure surged right back into my gut again when that hot cock jabbed forwards. Back and forth the sensations went, making me burn and shiver all the while, before I felt the canine on my back finally start to slow.

Although there was no huge orgasm or surge of cum deep inside, he was far from done with me. His cock kept throbbing with a heavy cummy spurt all the while as his hips continued pumping back and forth. The pace might have been gradually slowing, and the main attraction was coming to a gentle lumbering end, but that didn't make the sensations any less intense. Still that cock pushed in deep and pulled back against my pucker with each shift of his momentum, but now it was almost manageable and processable by my brain. I finally got to let out a few moans and other sounds besides primal grunts as the flow of the rutting slowed, and eventually came to a panting hault.

He was a feral of course, and didn't exactly have the endurance of some of the anthro partners I've had. But it was a concentrated burst of pleasure, all locked into one place and released in a minute or so of hard, ruthless fucking. And that sensation was still lingering for a good moment or two after his hips had more or less come to a stop. The burn was still there, if not slowly getting more and more intense the more time I had to process it.

There was still a ton of processing left to do as the past minute or two of action had created quite the log of data. And as my mind began to dig through it all, our heavy and tired breaths filled the air and rang in both sets of ears. I could hear a happy little growl coming from the wolf on my back as well as he settled in, finally laying a little limp over my frame and making it all the more harder to breathe from the pressure he put down on me. I couldn't process it enough to care though, my mind still spinning a million miles an hour itself. If I was to die somehow from the pressure or the fucking, this would be the way to go - mind still full of excitement and need and not caring about anything else in the world. But, of course, even in such a lust filled state, the Warg knew better than to really put ALL his weight on me. Sure my ribs might have been slightly bruised, and my tail hole gaped and aching for days, but it's what I signed up for... and what I loved to feel.

"Fuck..." is what always ends up breaking the silence between us, with my weak and still shaky voice ringing out in the now dull silence between our pants.

The Warg lets out a soft, although satisfied chuckle as he gently pushes his paws to the rock on either side of me and lifts himself up just a bit. He gives himself a little arch of his back and stretch of his legs before adding back, "You say that each and every time bunny, as if you still haven't had enough."

Even in my tired and sore state I couldn't help but smirk a little and say back, "Mmmmph, I'm not sure I could handle another one of you.... one is... intense enough..."

That makes him chuckle a little bit as he takes a second to gather up a little more breath. And, as he does I could feel myself shiver underneath him. The power, strength, weight, and size of that big beast above me finally making me realize just how intense the rutting was. And, with my mind finally caught up and processing things again, my realization was rather instantaneous. A strong shake went down my body, all the way to the Warg's cock deep inside me. And he could certainly feel it as he leans his head down next to my own and says, "Bunny bitch enjoy his rutting?"

"Fuck yeah...." I add back, still squirming softly side to side with that HUGE knot plugging me up. I'm pretty sure that, with all the action I've been getting recently, if I NEEDED to pull off it I could. But, that's probably the last thing I wanted to do at this point. I didn't want to move away from the Warg any more than I had to. His warm, panting body pressed against mine felt amazing as I could finally take the time to enjoy it all, moaning again at the firm muscle underneath his heavy fur.

"Mmmmm, good boy," he adds back with a little growl in my ear, making me shake again. "I must say I rather... enjoyed it too..."

That make me smirk a little bit as I gave my hips a little wiggle, the best I could do in my situation to make sure that Warg cock got at least a little extra sensation. "I can tell..." is what I ended up saying back as the burn started to settle in. It was mostly from my ass and insides of course, but also a touch from my shoulder. "Gonna be... limping around tomorrow again."

That makes him let out a gentle chuckle as he pushes himself up on his paws again, claws tapping at the rock by my shoulder as he starts to recover a bit from the session. "Mmmmph, you should hear some of the things the other inhabitants say about you during the day..." he adds all teasing-like. "They all know what goes on... simply from the noises they can hear at night."

I've come to terms with being a slut and loving sex and cock up my tail hole. It's rare that something can actually make me blush. But that... that kind of did, leaving me wordless for a few moments as I thought about all the other animals chatting to one another, making lewd jokes about me...

But, I was interrupted with another pull on my pucker from the knotted Warg inside, dragging me back an inch or so from the rock as he seemed eager to get down. "Woah... relax Alpha..." I add with a little hint of strain in my voice, sending a paw back to hold onto the fur on his hip. "I'll push back. Make sure I have pressure against your sheath. And slowly we'll lay down."

He doesn't seem to like having the orders given to him, and I was half expecting him to just rip his knot out and walk off. But, maybe he really did like me a little more than that. All I got was a heavy grumble and I felt his body stop its pulling back, waiting for me to take the lead for a change.

I tried not to disappoint, moving quickly enough and pressing my rump firmly back against that sheath. It took quite a bit of power from my strong but shaky legs to keep my position as high as needed though. I had to squat a bit with my legs picking up the slack to hold the right angle. If I went down on my knees I'd pull too far off that cock, but I couldn't fully stand underneath the beast either. It was a hard balance to keep, especially while pressing back all the while, but I didn't have much else of a choice. I slowly inched my way back, and gently said out with a small grunt, "Alright... on 3 we push and turn. I'm gonna push hard, so brace for impact. The ground clear to our right?"

I felt the Warg shift above me for a second before his rumbling voice came back through with, "Yes Bun."

"Then here we go," I add, setting my feet a little wider and getting ready to push. "One, two... three!" And with three leaving my lips I did my best to push back and roll to my side, shifting the Warg's weight and keeping my ass pinned against his groin all the while. Almost like clockwork, we both started to tumble to the ground in unison. I'd never actually done anything like that before, but the idea had been in my head for a good while. And, luckily enough, it worked decently enough. There wasn't too much strain on my pucker or my body, landing on that soft wolf fur with my hip and shoulder first. And I think the Warg didn't seem to bad off either, letting out a little grumble only when we were firmly down on the ground together.

Quickly both him and I wiggled around a bit, and I kept my feet pushing my ass back into his groin to make sure neither one of us would tug too hard on that knot. But, we settled in quickly, the mess of legs and bunny parts finally finding a comfortable position. And let me tell you, that warm Warg body pressed up behind me, with his front and rear paws draped over my frame, was the best blanket I could ever ask for.

"Mmmph, it worked..." I add in with a soft chuckle to myself, squirming back against the large beast behind me with a smile across my muzzle.

"So it has..." he adds in, sounding a little tired himself. He even lets out a yawn at this point, although that whine at the end really rings in my ears as I squirm back against him. "Comfortable?" he adds in slowly.

"Best position I've ever been in," I add back, only slightly exaggerating to stroke the Warg's ego a bit.

He saw right through it as he wiggled his body up against mine a bit, his paws getting a little tighter around my shoulder and hip as he growls back and says, "You slutty liar."

I only chuckled back a bit and kept silent for another moment, enjoying the silence of the night and our continued heavy breathing for just a moment. I was already drifting off to sleep myself, knowing that was the plan all along. To lay there with the wolf through the night - most of it probably knotted to the big beast behind me. It's not something I can say I've done before, but I've never had a partner willing to let me stay the night like this either.

I was right on the verge of sleep as we lay there in relative silence. Even though we just finished a rather brutal and intense fucking, I was exhausted from not getting much sleep the past week as well. It takes a lot out of you to hold yourself up for such a rough and hard drilling after all. But, just before I drifted off, I could hear the wolf softly say into my ear, "Thank you for staying the night Bun."

"Anything I can do for such a lonely stud of a Warg," I add back, not quite sure how the big guy would react. But, nothing came from him but more heavy breaths - and that firm feeling of fullness up my tail. That was the last thing I remember thinking about before my eyes shut one last time and I drifted off to sleep.

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Now I'm usually a pretty heavy sleeper, so sometime during the night that knot must have popped out of me without me noticing. Cause the first thing I noticed in the morning was the feeling of a firm muzzle pressed into my stomach and groin almost, pushing me over onto my back.

I let out a firm groan at that, my eyes not even shooting open as I was right in the middle of a decent bit of deep sleep. But, a few more firm nuzzles into my side, and then an almost frustrated growl above me got me to finally crack them open.

"Rise and shine Slut," the wolf adds with a soft chuckle, watching me squirm underneath him for a bit before I realized what was going on.

"Morning already" I say sorely, feeling my body aching as I slowly roll over and try to go back to sleep.

"The sun has almost risen," the Warg adds, making me poke my head up to the horizon and open my eyes again. And as if on cue, a pale orange and yellow light is just starting to flood over the enclosure wall.

"Fuck..." I add back, scrambling to my feet and starting to stumble back to the gate. I help usher the Warg back inside before grabbing my clothing and just sliding on what I could in my dull morning haze. Meanwhile the Warg actually lets out another whining yawn himself, settling in a corner on a soft straw pile and curling up in a ball himself. I manage to get my pants and shirt on as I check my phone for the time, seeing I've got less time than I thought. I let out a firm grumble and go to exit the cage door, taking a soft moment to look back at the nearly sleeping canine and saying, "Thank you once again Alpha for last night, but I've gotta run. Please excuse me."

"You are excused," he adds back before settling his head down into his paws. "See you again tonight Bun."

I didn't really have time to say anything in return, already halfway out the door myself. This was going to be an interesting morning for sure...