Page 70 of Monsters and Beauties

The only way for me to get out all this aggression, possessiveness, and alpha need in me was to fuck my Marcella so hard anything and anyone close enough to hear or see us would know she was mine.

I let her think she was faster because it turned me on even more. I smelled the slight hint of her fear. She might know I’d never hurt her, but she also sensed how wild I was right now. She knew I was treading a thin line of civility, of sanity.

I dropped to all fours and weaved between the trees as I ate up the distance.

My Little Bird was quick.

No more playing. No more chasing. I wrapped a forearm around her middle and hauled her off the ground. She cried out in surprise, and I growled in pleasure at the sound.

She pressed against the trunk of the tree after I turned us.

I wasn’t conscious of anything but fucking her as I tore away her clothes until they were tatters of material around us. I snarled and gripped her waist as I pulled her ass out so her upper body was parallel with the ground, her pussy ripe for the taking.

I couldn’t have spoken even if I wanted to, and so I used my foot to kick her legs apart, and my good girl knew exactly what I wanted.

She spread for me so nicely, so quickly. Her pussy lips opened like flower petals, and any kind of humanity faded as I let my feral side take full control.

“Pink, perfect, wet cunt,” I hissed as I crouched, placed my paws on her ass cheeks, and spread her even wider.

I went feral on her sloppy pussy, licking, sucking, feeling her tremble for me. And when I shoved my tongue into her, making her take the thick muscle with no warning, she was my good girl and gave me her orgasm.

Her pussy gripped my tongue, squeezing the muscles. I felt my cock drip cum onto the forest floor, throb and jerk with the need to be tried in her tight body.

“Tell your mate you want me to fuck you.” My voice was barely recognizable as my animal side took control.

“Wolf,” she moaned, and shook her ass, the mounds jiggling.

I smacked her ass once, twice, and a third time before dragging my tongue over her slit once more, drinking her honey, and stood.

Taking hold of my length, I lifted it, smacking her cunt with the thick head. The wet sound of flesh against flesh pulled a groan from me.

“You feel how hard you make me, little thing?”

She moaned.

“You want an animal fucking you between these sweet thighs?”

“Wolf. God—”

“I don’t want your God’s name on your tongue, Marcella. You should scream my name instead.” I lodged the head in her pussy hole, dug my claws into her hips, and shoved in deep and rough. “Bare your neck.”

She pushed her hair off her shoulder and tipped her head to the side, letting me see that slender, creamy length. My mouth watered, saliva slipping off my sharp teeth.

“I’ve never been hungrier.” I fucked her with a frenzy that consumed me. I’d bruise her, mark my Little Bird so she’d be sore and wouldn’t be able to walk straight tomorrow. She wouldn’t be able to sit comfortably.

A hum left me, and I forced myself into her when she cried out, when she told me to slow down.

“I can’t and won’t.”

She gasped and cried out when I pulled out and slammed back in. “Right there. Don’t stop.”

Never.

I let my tail slip up the side of her thigh, over her hip, and started tickling her clit as I pushed in and pulled out like a savage. With my other paw I reached around and grabbed her fat tit, tweaking the nipple between the pads of my fingers, pulling it hard enough I knew it hurt.

“You’ll be so full of my seed that there won’t be any way I don’t get you full of my pups.” Her cunt juices made my thrusting fluid as it coated her inner thighs and covered my shaft. “I need you big and pregnant with my young.” My cock jerked at the thought and I spurted cum into her.

“I—I can feel you, Wolf.”

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