🔞🔞 It wasn't right and it wasn't natural but I no longer struggled. I wanted to, I wanted to get up and run but I could not. The claws pulled at my thighs, pulling them further apart and leaving me exposed, pussy lips opening a bit as if eager to accept the tongue that delved deep into my folds, lapping at the hole there. I felt my inner muscles clench in anticipation and I groaned. What was I doing?
I felt the growl against my skin as the tongue pressed against my entrance. I relaxed and felt it push in slightly, I knew I was wet and I knew that I no longer muffled my moans but let them sound out.
The tongue was gone and as I laid for a moment dazed, still held in its grip, legs spread obscenely wide, pussy throbbing I looked back over my shoulder at my captor. My eyes were fixed on the pink tip that stood in contrast to the dark fur. As I watched the tip grew and pushed out of the sheath it was hidden in. I knew that it was his cock and at that moment I wanted to feel it. I was in a constant state of shame but at the same time I wanted it, I wanted to feel it and I wanted him to use it on me.
We locked eyes for a moment before I looked back down to see more of this cock that was going to nudge me open. He began to pull on me, tugging me closer and I knelt there before him, on my hands and knees. I managed to move my cloak a bit under me so I was not in the snow. My dresses rode up over my back, pushed up further with his muzzle, breasts hanging under me, nipples already painfully hard.
I felt the softness of his fur on my ass cheeks, the muscles rippling under his skin, pressing against mine as he moved me just right. I felt the tip slide up and down my wet lips, it was enough to make me groan in anticipation. I could feel the tip slide inside my waiting pussy, pushing himself against me, into me. Oh gods it felt great! The slow thrusts pushed more and more of him into me, he was growing, becoming larger and filling me with each thrust. His body tight against mine as he pushed into me. His breathing was in short huffs as was mine, a gasp each time a thrust pushed more of his cock in to my pussy.
We stayed motionless for a moment, our hoarse breathing the only sounds as I kneeled on my hands and knees with the creatures cock buried deep inside me. He let go of my thighs and I felt the sharp claws grasp at my bare hips. My dresses had slide up and my hips were his to use as leverage. He began to thrust in and out, drawing the length of his long tapered cock only to push fully back in me. It felt better than anything I could have imagined. I wanted it, I needed it, I now craved it and eagerly pushed back against him. I reached up and pushed my dress up further, letting my breasts free into the cold air, hanging under me, swaying while I'm mounted from behind.
The movement sped a little and I was eagerly bouncing back against him, feeling the breath pushed from my body with each thrust inside my grasping pussy, almost able to feel the throbbing in his pointed cock. I felt his weight shift as he crouched down behind me, never leaving my hole as I clenched tightly, trying to keep him buried inside, not willing to give him up. Large arms wrapped around my waist, hugging me to his body as his hips started to move again, this time faster and harder. I was jostled, pounded from behind as his cock slid in and out of my needy hole. The huffs and puffs I heard over my shoulder matched the moans and groans that came from my own lips. My breasts rocked back and forth violently, it hurt but I wouldn't stop, couldn't stop. Instead I arched my back down and tilted my hips up further, feeling my dresses slide over my head and shoulders I hastily yanked them down and knelt naked in the snow, being fucked by a creature of myth. Untamed hair hung over my shoulder as I arched my hips up against the wolf behind me, accepting his cock eagerly, accepting the pounding he was giving me with wild abandon.
The pace started to differ, slowing but becoming more of a harder thrust, it made me grunt softly with the force of it as something slapped against my pussy lips, a bulge around the bottom of his cock. It felt huge and in the back of my mind I knew that he was trying to force it into my hole, to stretch me open and force the knot into my waiting pussy. I felt a moment of panic and fear lightning through me as I thought of how large it must be, whimpering and whispering "no no no" to myself.
The thrusts were hard, he changed position for a better angle and I was feeling the knot start to enter, it felt uncomfortable, too big and yet he pushed. I cried out as a hard thrust rammed the knot inside me, my swollen pussy accepting it, stretching painfully around it and swallowing it. I came then. Muscles squeezing tightly around the lupine cock that had invaded me as I cried out again in a mixture of pleasure and pain cumming and feeling my pussy clench and quiver, along the fat knot that rested inside me. My body jerked, as my hands closed tightly, fisted in my cloak under me, mounted like a bitch in heat.
As I came I felt the throb and twitch of his cock, buried deep inside me. He was cumming too and as if to prove it he lifted his head and gave a long throaty howl, hips jerking as he pumped his cum inside me. His arms around me were squeezing me tight as he worked to empty himself into me, the knot preventing any of his cum from seeping out.
It was the warmth of the hearth and the quiet crackle of the fire that warmed and soothed me. Slowly I rocked back in forth in the chair that had once been Grams, the creaks familiar to me as if they even spoke a language that only I knew. I watched the fire dance in the fireplace, casting shadows in a somewhat eerie way but I paid it no heed. There wasn't much that I did fear these days.
After my encounter the night before, I ventured back out into the woods to retrieve the basket I'd dropped. After some searching I did manage to find it, the contents frozen but otherwise unharmed. I had to dig the snow out of it as the wind had whipped up during the early morning hours and smoothed the landscape so that everything looked fresh and soft. It took me a moment then to realize my good fortune: the wind had smoothed away the tracings of that night's wild flight. The fear that I had developed, the fear that my brother would see the tracks and question me, drifted away easily and I actually breathed out a sigh of relief.
I was shocked. Relief? I had actually felt relief that the creature that had hunted me wouldn't be hunted in return? My hand had come up to my cheek feeling the hot blush that spread over my chilled skin. As my cheeks had blushed my eyes flickered open slightly more as I felt myself grow wet at the thought of that large cock spreading me open, filling me and claiming me. I had hurried back to the cottage, acutely aware of the soreness between my legs. I had been fucked by a nightmare; neither a man nor a wolf but both in the same body and spirit. I had been mounted and thoroughly claimed and like a bitch in heat I had screamed in pleasure because of it. I was ashamed but my shame was twofold: I was ashamed at being taken by this strange creature and I was ashamed because I was also craving it again, I needed it.
