Choosing a Mate (Closed)

He nodded to her with a simple grumbling sound, though as she thanked him, he saw the way she shivered as he looked to her. You enjoy the fact I am so strong... I could hold you down and punish you, but I won't, not unless you wish it. He purred as he simply laid with her. her scent had his canine cock remaining hard, but he wasn't intuitivly slicing into her this time, instead he let her explore him a bit more.
 
I used to be afraid of you, she told him as she leaned towards him. Her paws moving from his shoulders to his chest. I was afraid of the dominance in you, even after learning you were alpha. Maybe especially after that. But with things turning out the way they had, she had to admit that he was right. She did like that he was stronger than her.

It was a sad but true fact, that she hadn't dealt well with those more dominant than her. Once she'd come here, she'd been surrounded by those who were more dominant and those who just believed they were because they'd been werewolves longer. She hadn't wanted to rock the boat with anyone, so she let everything think what they would about her dominance level.
 
He looked to her easily. The only way to be whom you are, is to be whom you are. He snorted as he watched her pawed hands, and even as she rubbed his chest, he made a soft sound, letting her know that he did like that. As my mate you will have some respect, but you will also want to show that those whom aren't actually strong should bow their heads to you. The only one you bow to now, is me.

It was true too. There was a beta, but as the alpha's mate, she was the 'queen' so to speak!
 
I will, she told him. There was no point in her doing anything less in this case. There would be women who didn't agree with choice in her and she wouldn't let him be questioned about that. And the only way to do that was to make her dominance known.
 
Good, otherwise it will be a challenge, for both of us. He mused. She could tell he didn't really give a rats ass about what others thought, but she was going to definatly get used to being by his side. He simply relaxed and watched her as she pet him, he rather enjoying the attention, it a nice switch from simply mating her.
 
She was tired of disappointing him so she wanted to at least do this for him. He might not truly care, but she was surprised to find that she did. One of her hands moved lower as her body started to warm. Resting herself against him fully, she sighed softly.
 
She would find if she didn't assert herself she'd have a tougher time. It was simply how it was... and even as he watched her hand moving lower, he shifted a bit, his hips responding with a shiver to the touch, though as he saw her resting fully against him, he smirked at that thought of hers. I'm sure you will be as strong a mate as I, with some time, and confidence. He mused finally, she could see his cock was quick to respond to any attention, her body would need it filling her with cum again soon!
 
I hope you won't regret your choice, she thought as her hand moved to his cock. She looked up at her mate, her fingers trailing over his cock. In a matter of minutes her body fely like there was a fire inside her that was slowly building.
 
He grumbled slightly, though his back arched when her hand touched his cock. So do I... you are a beautiful werewolf... and a woman He grumbled, and even as he was soon panting himself, it was clear he wasn't making the first move this time. if she wanted to sate her heat, she'd have to take some initiative herself!
 
When it became obvious to her that he wasn't going to take charge, she forwned mentally but moved so that she was kneeling beside him. What do I do? she asked, wanting to do something but not really knowing what to do, Help me...please...
 
He looked to her as he heard that question, he not really understanding that she didn't honestly know what to do, though as she knelt and asked him to help her, he himself mentally frowned. I have taken you in two ways... surely you know now how to get pleasure... He mused, though he guided her then, having her straddle him as she watched, he lowered her until the pointed tip of his cock speared into her.
 
She moved easily with him, moving to straddle him. Pleasure I know, but getting into position, that I don't know, she told him with a soft whimper as he slid into her. Once he was fully inside her, she rocked her hips slightly and gasped before trying something else. She was experimenting to see what she liked the best.
 
He nodded to her, understanding, though even as she said that, he gave a soft growl as he felt her molten hot core soaking his cock in her excitement. Even as he watched her though he ran his pawed hands over her furried body and simply let her experiment. Well then you'd best be learning, so far you know missionary and doggy. He mused with a smirk.
 
She looked down at him and tilted her head to one side. What's this one called? she wondered. Moving herself up and down over him, each time making sure to seat herself fully on his cock.
 
He gave a soft growling sound that told her primally that he was liking it, as he watched her bounce. Riding... your riding my cock, like a human would ride a horse like a cowgirl. He explained, he rather liking the look of her toned strong female form bouncing atop him.
 
Nodding her head slightly, she slowly grew more confident in what she was doing. So the names...for the most part makes sense? she questioned as she tossed her head back slightly.
 
He smirked faintly, though shrugged. Most do... some don't though, there's some positions that don't even have names... or have names in other languages. He purred, and even as she tossed her head back, he reached up and rubbed her round breasts. There's many ways to have sex. He mused, though surely she knew some ways.
 
She had heard of ways, but they all seemed so strange to her in description. Strange and uncomfortable. Sex standing up or with her on her shoulders with only his body keeping her up. She'd heard plenty of ways in the past month, many of which made no sense to her. Some with names she couldn't repeat let alone understand. But she tried not to think about that too much as she rode him. She'd found her rhythm and now was experimenting with the speed and depth of each thrust.
 
He listened to her internal dialogue and simply grumbled softly... the truth of the matter was that most pleasure was found in any position... each one offered it's own advantages and dis-advantages, and even as he felt her round large sensitive breasts, he gave the nipples a strong pinch as he held them, every bucking rocking thrust now pulling on those as well!
 
Hearing his grumbles, she looked down at him, paying more attention to him. He was probably right about pleasure being found in any position, but some just sounded comfortable to at least one partnert. She whimpered softly as he pinched her nipples, adding a new sensation to the pleasure she was already feeling. She realized that all he was doing was holding them, making her control just how much of a tug they received as she moved on top of him.
 
He was letting her explore just what it was to actually 'have control'. He could see that she was still learning herself, and even as he looked to her he could not help but smile as he shifted, grinding into her with his large cock as she bounced... but she was right of course, she was the one choosing how much her nipples were pulled on!
 
And since she had that control, she tested what she liked best. Moving so that there was a different amount of pull with every thrust. The feel of him grinding into her, made her gasp softly with pleasure.
 
You are a rather lusty one... for someone whom didn't want this. He grumbled to her after a moment, and even as he looked to her, he could not help but smile as he watched her, his maw open his tongue panting as he ground and shifted, letting her learn just what she liked best as he himself enjoyed the clutchings of her tight pussy! He was going to take a bit of work to cum, but that was all right with him, he was enjoying this!
 
It must be the heat, she said uncertainly, her movements lessening slightly. But she couldn't bring herself to stop moving completely. Her body demanded that she at least keep moving a little, even when she would have stopped to ponder what he had just said.
 
Or perhaps you do want this, but don't want to admit that you do. He retorted easily, looking to her as she lessened her movements... he didn't take over, rather he let her experience her heat and herself fighting with each other over his bold statements. After all she herself had admired him, perhaps this wasn't just the heat 'talking'.
 
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