Hunter reborn.

[dryfter]

Oh what sweet torture, to be caught between a chuckle and a maddening groan of lust, such as he was....

Defiant until the end, she had glared at him from her diminutive fox form. For a moment, Michael wondered if she'd even try the shifting he had suggested. His doubts grew stronger with every minute she remained in her current form as well.

And yet, in the end, she had gotten it....though it had certainly taken her long enough to grasp what he considered such a simple concept. Then again....it hadn't been easy for him his first time either....

And yet when she did finally stand on two feet again, it was almost enough to take his breath away. The stories of fox clan women were verified at a glance....emerald eyes raking her curvaceous form wantonly. She had certainly a flare for the seductive, with how she even forced some of her fur to recede entirely for the time being....its meaning not lost on the were-panther for a second.

While her limbs and tail retained their fur, the vixen had subconsciously ceded all the fur from the places she wanted noticed the most....those petite, yet full breasts.....and the toned, creamy expanse of her stomach......he could almost feel her ache.....see it in her eyes even as she looked back at him with mixed emotions. Oh yes.....she was ready.

It wasn't going to get any easier for her either. Now that she had experienced her change, her senses should be at their maximum. Which mean that she could probably now smell him, and the tiny drip of pre-cum that beaded at the tip of his monstrous erection.....a single testament to his approval of her new form.

"I bet you are.", he responded as she voiced a hunger. Though his eyes continued to inspect and appreciate everything they gazed upon so brazenly.

He wanted her. Wanted to stand up right now and instill that terror back in her eyes as he ravaged her for a second time, filling her with his turgid seed and making her his own....knowing that in her mind the act would mean more changes for her body.....ones that would take a little more time. Ones that would mean she was finally his, no matter who objected.

And yet, she still defied him....still had spirit.....and still convinced herself that she hated him. It was that thought alone that kept him in his chair, though the rippling of his thigh and calf muscles hinted at just how little control he had left after so much time with her....

She would make the first move. And when the night was over.....she would damn herself for the rest of her life for it.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Her tail twitched in frustration as she watched him, her eyes easily taking in his form - taking in the details that she had noticed before but perhaps hadn't appreciated. No..she wouldn't look - couldn't look at him. It made her pussy ache just to smell him.

And she knew at that moment that she would feel that way toward any male that came near her..and the title of 'slut' jumped back into her head. Of course she had no idea what it meant to 'lay claim' and what it would actually mean for her, but if she remained claim-free,..she would want to fuck everything in sight..everyone.

Even someone she so obviously despised. But she was hungry. That much was no lie. She was also exhausted, but didn't move from where she stood, her eyes focused intently on the ground until he spoke.

That was when she looked up - when she could smell the precum on the tip of his cock as though it was beckoning her toward him to fuck him. She was resisting..and it was obvious as she swayed slightly only to take a hesitant step forward, exhaling rather heavily as she attempted to keep herself under control..but she could feel increasing moisture between her legs.

"I..I am going to need something to eat.." Celeste nearly groaned and wanted nothing more than to fuck him..to impale herself on his cock until it was lodged well through her already torn cervix..she wouldn't care.

And it was a good twenty minutes that she stood there in front of him, just staring at his cock, her tail twitching along with her ears as she watched the bead of precum drip down his cock slowly, her chest nearly heaving in anticipation. This was bad.

Before she even knew what she was doing she was between his legs, licking from base to tip of his cock, feeling every ridge, vein, taking the drip of precum with her only to pull back with a somewhat satisfied look as she tasted what lingered in her mouth, nearly shivering in anticipation.

Still she wasn't under the realization that that was what she needed..but her body did. Again she was acting without thinking, getting to her feet between his legs, her breathing incredibly uneven. Celeste refused to make eye content, her obvious sole purpose at the moment to fuck his cock. "I..I..need you.." The words were like poison to speak, and she leaned forward slowly, placing a hand on either shoulder. Just being close to the throbbing dick sent her shuddering. "Not you..it.." It being his cock. That was what she needed..wanted..

 

[dryfter]

It was extremely amusing. Michael himself felt the most exhilarated that had had in years watching his self made slut wrestle against not only her body, but her mind as well. It almost made the last twenty minutes bearable, as she gazed at him with those exotic golden eyes of hers without really seeing him....as focused as they were on her true object of desire.

His eyes widened suddenly as Celeste dropped to her knees, pouty lips opening eagerly for a tongue that seemed all too willing to taste him. He could practically see her trembling with desire and need being this close.....and she had to feel his manhood flex beneath the smallest of her touches. He'd barely been able to stifle a groan at her rather risque choice of actions.

It hadn't been what he'd expected at all. The newly created fox vixen was showing more control than what he'd thought possible. He'd thought for sure she'd have split her own thighs to straddle and ride his fuckpole by now. And now....even as his breathing and heart rate raced at every little touch, he couldn't imagine why he would want it over that quickly.

A wry grin painted his dark face then, lips curling back to show her the sharpened teeth inside. She was hungry, huh?

"Well that's certainly a nice start....lots of protein in there. But that's not what you really want, is it, whore?"

Their eyes met, his insult having gone unnoticed as another soft tremor rippled through her auburn furred body....

"I...I...need you...not you...it..."

Finally....progress. It was if a part of him went with her as her touch finally left his maddeningly sensitive cock. Reaching down, he could watch her eyes following his actions immediately as he grabbed himself by the base....holding his manhood almost perfectly vertically from his body.

"I'm certainly not denying you. Why don't you come here and show off your talents. Now that you know what you need, what's stopping you from taking it?"

Her own pride perhaps? And yet, he wondered how much longer a small thing like pride would hold up.....and how much longer he could afford to wait. He could smell fresh arousal wafting from her, that bitch pussy getting more and more moist by the second. How he'd love to throw her back down on the bed and dine on her illicit pleasures.....

With a soft groan, his own special brand of agony haunting him, his eyes narrowed to soft slits as he fought his own inner battle.

Someone had to break.....and soon......yet not even he had the foresight to know which one of them it would be.....

 

[TieMeTightly]

The word whore hadn't even reached her twitching ears. Progress was not correct. She was moving in leaps and bounds to get what seemed to be her new goal, and as he told her that he wasn't denying her of that goal..she continued to stand there, leaning over him.

She could practically feel the heat from his cock so close to her aching cunt, and what was worse was that she knew that if she just gave in..fucked him..she would be sated at least for a bit..even if it was only a few hours. That would be frightening..if every few hours she would have to be fucked to be calm - to be able to think of something else. Just the thought of it made her arms tremble.

Slowly she stood next to him while facing him, straddling his lap and sitting practically on his lower abdomen. Her moist cunt was against it and his cock was nestled against her ass. The size of it still frightened her but she wasn't sure if she wanted him just yet..she wanted to see what he wanted as well.

It was an odd thing. She should want to be selfish and just fuck him but some part of her knew that he would get something out of it. Her lovely frame was petit and as she sat straddling his lap her feet weren't even close to touching the ground.

"What...do you get out of this.." Again her tail twitched, as it was somewhat pushed to the side to make her more comfortable as she sat there with his pulsing cock so close to her greedy little cunt. "Wh..what are the rules.." She had to know..if something bad would happen if he fucked her now..because there was always a rule. And seeing as he had gotten into a fight to prevent the other male from fucking her,..well she figured they weren't pretty.

It was a terrible thing though. Her cheeks were flushed and in this state it was apparent that she would probably believe any lie that he spoon fed her because she wanted to believe there would be no repercussions.

 

[dryfter]

For a moment, Michael considered her question....no longer able to restrain himself from at least touching her. Paws reached out to firmly hook and grasp those sweet little ass cheeks of hers....giving them a rough squeeze even as he pulled her just enough to feel her heat actually scorching his swollen member, the veiny surface all but running the length of her torrid slit and then some.

He could lie of couirse. It certainly wouldn't be out of character for one of his kind. And yet....it just might be more fun to tell the truth....to let this hot little bitch know exactly what she was in for. It wasn't like she was going to be able to fight her own body for too much longer. Indeed, she'd shown more restraint than expected already for someone Michael had thought to be rather free with her favors....

He let her feel him, kneading her buttocks roughly as he spoke.

"I get you, Celeste. You are the prize that I seek, as well as any other male you come across as long as you are like this. Flee this room, and you'll only get so far before another male finds you....splaying those pretty little thighs of yours apart to hear you beg as he makes you his. Not like I'd let that happen. You took my life from me, Celeste.....and now that you're in my world.....I'm taking yours. Couple with me, and you become mine to protect....mine to provide for.....and mine to use however I want."

Michael gave her a wicked grin.

"And don't think you're the only one. I've had my share of triumphs these past two years....killing males who challenged me....and then bedding their women even as they cry for their lost master.....hunting others down who as of yet remained unclaimed. Those are the strongest mates....the ones who can actually kill a male rather than be claimed by him....those who can resist their heat and squirrel themselves away so as not to be found during their time of vulnerability."

Breaking their locked gaze, his ebony head glanced down to their point of contact.....where both of them so obviously lusted for this. He would not speak to her of children....at least....not yet. Best it be forgotten for now in the haze of her mind, and not used as a tool to further her resistance.

"There are creatures much higher up on the food chain than me, bitch. And I'm sure they'd all just love to meet you....."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste couldn't help it. She whimpered when he told her the truth..what she was to become. His completely to use as he wished when he wished, most likely his to discard as well. And what was worse was now that he was groping her ass rather harshly it was that simple contact that was breaking her reserve down rapidly.

The movements had brought her cunt closer to his cock..and she was taking every bit of strength in her body at the moment not to just..impale herself. It wouldn't last even with the truth out in the open.

However when he spoke of him bedding a mate as they cried over their 'master' she frowned - unable to help it. "Master..?"

The word sounded foreign from her tongue and she nearly growled it out, and she squirmed somewhat, as though in a sudden need to get off of his lap and away from him. If she could hide..she would hide - but it wasn't a possibility. Fast or not she had no pre-planned spot to hide and it was impossible for her to actually get away from him at the moment. He had had her in this room for days now and she was certain that her scent would be simple to pick out.

"And..if I f..fuck you and leave...flee? What..what happens then." Her words were somewhat forced, obvious confusion seen on her pretty little fact as she struggled for concentration, at least trying to make it last a little bit longer, though she was already lifting herself slightly - and would of course need his 'help' to get him inside of her as she wasn't tall enough to lift herself complete and impale on his throbbing shaft.

 

[dryfter]

"And..if I f..fuck you and leave...flee?

Michael grunted derisively, that fanged smile on his beast-like face once more. He had felt her shift just a little....as if easing herself upward. He was there in an instant, paws wedging firmly beneath her thighs, keeping her spread wide even as onyx muscles rippled....hoisting her upwards at an alarming rate.

"That won't be an option to you. An unclaimed bitch is fair game to be claimed.....but a claimed bitch that runs away is fair game to be eaten. Don't forget the power you gained from eating just that one lycan heart. Don't be so stupid as to think your tiny little heart won't do the same thing for someone else."

He lifted her with ease, deliberately keeping her sopping cunt in contact with his cock on her way up....letting it drag across her wanton slit, the monstrous dark head bumping gently over her clit as he suddenly stopped, his cock poised mere fractions away from her tight womanhood. He also didn't feel the need to tell her how the others would know....how she would be marked by him.....

"Come now, Celeste....don't you want to meet all the others I've collected these last two years? Are you....afraid of what your life has become, will become? Or perhaps you doubt my own strength and ability to protect you?"

That bare belly....how he longed to make that expanse of toned perfection swell outward, knowing she would not be pleased....especially when she'd know how far in his web of control she'd placed herself. And she'd have done it....all by herself....

"You know you want this, you little bitch. All you need to do it ask me for it. Reach down and put at that little slut hole of yours, and I'll give it to you."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste couldn't really believe what was happening. In a matter of a few days she had gone from hunting these beasts to becoming one..thanks to him. And she still hated him for that - she probably would hate him for that until she died..or was killed..whatever happened first..however it was his duty to protect her if this happened.

As he lifted her she managed a yelp, the high pitched noise both from shock as well as probable fear as she panted, leaning forward with a groan as he stopped to leave her in the air, her legs tense as they dangled rather uselessly..but she didn't care.

And he had done it right..at this point she was too close - too close to control herself..far too close to say no. Even as he called her a 'little bitch' she just stared at him, her eyes wide in comprehension. "...F..fuck me.. " It sounded so simple. She had said it so many times when they had been partners..and yet now it was different. Now it was because her body needed it to the point where it clouded her mind and then again, her judgement.

Reaching down she easily positioned his cockhead at her cunthole, her pussy quivering with anticipation. She was more than ready for the pain, and she knew that he was more than ready to be able to fuck her as hard as he could without causing nearly as much damage as he'd caused the first time..but she also realized that with her size, it still wasn't going to be 'comfortable.' She was probably going to be sore still..but it would go away quickly thanks to how fast she healed.

"Fuck me, Michael..." The words were whined as she wriggled in his grasp, her little pussy needing his cock inside of her..her womb craving it as well but her mind was kept well in the dark about that, or perhaps just denial.

 

[dryfter]

"...F..fuck me.. "

The confusion and need clearly written on her face mixed together to a fine ambrosia that her tormentor just loved drinking up. A slender hand reached down then, positioning himself at her moist enterance, just as he had asked. So.....she was ready then, was she?

"Fuck me, Michael..."

All the torture she was going through right now reflected in just that one sentance. The way she let the ending hang just a little, as if terrified he might deny her.....the cute little wavering in her voice as she struggled with his proximity, her hips wriggling even now as if he might actually drop her accidentally onto his cock.

Slowly, he lowered her down onto him.....his breath exploding from his body as he sank into depths that weren't nearly this tight four days ago. A sharp hiss of warning escaped him then.....warning that he'd been containing his lust for far too long. He was not going to go easy on her by any means. Even now, his hands returned to those sculpted, lithe buttocks.....gripping them with a sudden desperation as he pushed down, driving her further onto his cock even as he lunged up at her.

"Move your hips, slut. You're mine now....and all your treasures. Your job first and foremost is to please me and keep me happy, so I don't have to kill you. You'd better be milking my cock like mad, bitch.....its your obligation to now."

Ok...his first lie. She hadn't been claimed....yet....technically. But she didn't need to know that....

And yet, when those impossibly luscious hips rolled over his cock for the first time, her already vise-like cunt gripping him with a special squeeze he knew only she would be able to give him....he lunged again, making the most out of her willing friction even as he drove himself ferociously inside of her.

It was blissful....watching her finally getting what she wanted, and yet at the same time, submitting to exactly what he wanted.....both meeting the other's needs perfectly.

With a sharp moan, he rose from the chair, her eyes widening as he carried her still impaled to the side of the bed. All the while, she hadn't stopped with her motions....almost as if she were desperate to please him. Her gyrations earned her the tiniest of shudders from his thick frame....another soft moan of pleasure reaching her ears. Lifting her up high, he drove her back down once more on his cock, not really caring if it felt good to her or not.......it felt so wonderful to him......

"Ahhh....yess.....so good.....tight little bitch....."

He crammed her full of his erection, her perfect thighs splayed ludicrously wide as he savaged her. There were many surprises to be had before morning.....and only so long to decide which one to reveal to her first.....

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste had spoken his name on purpose. She figured if she made it somewhat personal rather than a simple 'fuck me' he would oblige. It obviously didn't matter, however as she could have just put his cock there and he probably would have done the rest of the work for her.

She whimpered as he lowered her, her little cunt squeezing him almost violently, his throbbing cock forcing her to take him in as she was lowered slowly to his lap - as he thrust into her, her lips parting in an immediate cry.

She grasped at his shoulders despite the fact that it really did nothing for her. He told her to move her hips and she immediately obliged. It was almost sad that she didn't understand exactly what it meant. She thought that as soon as he entered her, she was his. That was it - and done with..of course she was wrong and he was using it to his advantage as it was obvious that he had led her in that direction on purpose, the fact that he said it was her 'obligation'..well..she thought it was.

First lie or not it certainly had an impact.

She was moving her hips, lifting herself as best she could until he lifted her - as then she simply rolled her hips repeatedly to keep some sort of movement going only to have him thrust into her at such a speed and force that she cried out into his shoulder, practically curled into him as her legs wrapped around his waist.

Her cunt was stuffed full, pussy lips swollen as she tried to move..to fuck him but it was mostly on him unless she was riding him. She could meet his thrusts of course, but she couldn't do much else except work her cunt muscles and knowing Michael, he wasn't about to let her take the 'lead' anytime soon. Especially not after actually claiming her.

 

[dryfter]

She was certainly eager enough.

Whimpering, he could feel her against his shoulder as he met every roll of her tiny little hips with another brutal lunge, spearing upward into her with a voracity that few others had brought out of him. He wanted this....had wanted it for the last two years, though not even he could have predicted that his old partner would turn into a were-fox as result of his diseased bite.

But she had. And now that she had, he was determined to fuck her raw. She wouldn't leave this tryst unclaimed, he'd see to it. And if all went well, he just might have a little more fun fucking her mind too. She'd always been a prissy little human....

Michael could hear the breath explode from her thin frame as he dumped her on the bed, his massive frame hovering over her even as he reached for her tawny thighs....tracing their tapering lengths with his paws until he reached her ankles. Hoisting them high, he put one on each shoulder as he leaned forward into her with a snarl borne of lust and vengeance....his cock slamming into her depths to bottom out once more now that he had better leverage. He wanted all of her....every inch of that tight sex to know who to call master. Even now, he could see her eyes widen slightly at the realization that it didn't hurt nearly as much as when she'd been human....at least there had been no tearing....yet.

His onyx body quaked and trembled as he struggled to maintain his vicious rhythm. It was as if she was doing everything she could to milk him....though was it her....or her body's natural reaction considering her circumstances. Grinning, he knew there was one way to find out....

With a soft growl, he leaned even further, his body banging her tiny clit on his pelvis with every thrust.....his lips hovering softly above one furry ear. It was all he could do to even talk right now....it took an effort of supreme control to form the sentances he wanted without letting his own labored breathing break them up....

"Are you ready, Celeste? I'm not pulling out of you....you know you like the feel of my cum splashing around inside of you. Only this time....I'm sowing myself in something fertile."

When their eyes finally met, his gaze seemed rather glassy....strained....like the cock that slowly began to swell inside her, just a little more than his usual girth.

"I'm going to put my children inside you, bitch."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste had been desperate to cum the moment she had begun her transformation and this was the beginning of it all. It was like she couldn't get enough of his cock..and though it wasn't really all that painful, she knew it would be at least sore the following day..at least for a few hours.

It didn't matter at the moment. Nothing did.

He practically dropped her to the bed and she groaned..after catching her breath. What was best was that he wanted her as badly as she wanted..needed sex right now. It didn't matter to her that he was probably over twice her size, or that he was positioning her so that he could fuck into her womb. She hadn't even noticed that.

That was, she hadn't noticed until he spoke. The words were so well controlled that she almost forgot that he was pounding into her, making her cry, whimper, and moan for more as she clutched at him, her back arching desperately.

And yet the words made her still. She rather quickly realized that he was slamming into her womb..not just her cunt. For a moment she squirmed, suddenly realizing that she had to get away, but in the position she was in it was incredibly impossible.

"N..no..Michael please!"

Her voice was so desperate and she realized that it would be only a moment before he came..before he tried to make her hold his children inside of her. Her struggles continued with increased need and she shoved at his chest with paws, trying to concentrate on anything but moaning in response.

 

[dryfter]

"I own you...."

His only response to her begging....her pleading with those pathetic, frightened eyes of her. Hers was a body built for fucking, sculpted with the intent to please her man....completely....and as often as he wanted it. Even now, as he forced his way...finally...past her cervix with a mounting need that battered the poor obstacle until it finally gave in....her fertility laid out before him. And all the while as her body betrayed her innermost fears, her muscles clutching and milking him....doing their best to draw him even deeper, though such a thing would be impossible.

He could feel it building....the pressure deep within those balls cradled even now in his heavy sack. It had been 4 days since he'd balled his little vixen, and in his opinion.....that was more than gentlemanly restraint. Glancing down, he barely noticed her paws on his chest, her writhing causing her to clamp even more efficiently down on his hard tool, a loud hiss of appreciation streaming from between clenched teeth.

"I OWN YOU!"

Grasping her hips, he held her....just as he had before.....her knees almost touching her chin as he leaned forward to drive himself one last time into her hot, trembling cunt. With a loud roar that shook the glass in the windows, he came for her.....flooding her with pulse after virile pulse of thick and molten sperm....never pausing for a moment as he pounded his seed deep into her as his thrusts never slowed. It was a gratifying feeling.....his life flowing from his raging cock to fill her, hopefully with new life.

He couldn't care less if she wanted it. She was his now. And as soon as his seed took root, which it would whether he had to couple with her again....or another twenty times.....then perhaps he could know peace again rather than the battles that were sure to follow.

He held himself there, refusing to pull out as he let what he did to her soak inside for a few long minutes. A soft paw reached out to stroke that perfect expanse of stomach meaningfully for a moment.....

"You're mine now, Celeste. Nobody else can touch you.....can have you like I have. So scared to have children.....and now look at you......so full of cum, I doubt I could pull out without at least a little evidence at what I've done to you...."

He gave her tender ear a playful nip....his words more teasing that the bite ever would be.

"I bet you'll look good all swollen with child...."

 

[TieMeTightly]

The words echoed in her head..they were frightening..definitive. It was such a simple phrase and as he pounded into her she knew it was true. She knew that she wouldn't want anyone else..and no one else no matter how much they wanted her would be able to touch her.

She was panting heavily by the time he came in her and as he nearly roared and almost broke the windows she cried out as the hot liquid shot forward into her womb. Her struggles had been in vain and it seemed to only serve the purpose of clenching him tighter which in turn made him more pleased with what she had turned into.

Her knees had been brought to be on either side of her head at that point, her slender frame more than bent in half for him as he spilled his seed inside of her, refusing to pull out - apparently wanting to let it soak in.

Her eyes were wide as he spoke to her, his paw on her stomach which simply made her tremble beneath him - feeling more and more helpless with the situation.

Especially now. What was she supposed to do now that he owned her? Certainly no one else would put up with her calling him Michael, and would they want him to call her by her name? Though no one had really expected him to come back for revenge, either..this was all new to her - and she had no idea what she was supposed to do.

"M...Michael.." She spoke through gasps for breath, her golden eyes unfocused as she looked up at him, wanting to tell him that she wouldn't have his children..an abortion..something. ANYTHING besides carrying a child..his child.

 

[dryfter]

"M...Michael.."

His eyes were wild with elation at what he had done. He had reduced her to nothing but a pet....her....the woman who had betrayed him and in doing so stolen everything from him.

But now it was him who was taking. His name stuttered across his lips brought a wry smile to his face even as he reached out with a paw to slowly flex his claws across her tender through.

"No, Celeste.....Master....not Michael. You're little more than a fucktoy to me now. A pretty one, no doubt.....but a fucktoy none the less. A pet to ravage or breed as I see fit.....already I boil inside of you.....writhing, eager to take root and show you your new place in life."

A single claw drew a drop of blood from her frail skin....

"In return, I will forget your name.....forget all that you have done to deserve this. Bitch, whore, slut....and other names I've not even thought of yet. These will be your monikers, pet. And it time, you will come to be proud of them as they are signs of my favor."

With a groan, he retreated from her abused cunt....finally allowing her some relief as he released her neck as well. Grinning, he moved even as she did her best to recover her breath....sliding easily between trembling thighs, seemingly to inspect the mess he had made of her....

And yet that was not his true intention. Even as her head sagged back into the pillows, relief in sight now that he'd finally finished.....for the moment, the raw agony of his fangs finding the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh and sinking deeply brought Celeste back to reality soon enough.

When he finally looked up again, her screams were still in his ears.

"Now I've marked you in more ways than one, slut.....tomorrow morning we leave this place. For now, I go to find us food."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste groaned as he told her what she was to call him and she managed to shake her head just slightly in response to it. She of course didn't want to be reduced to one of the pack. One of many of the 'women' he bred with..she would be forgotten in the crowd and never touched by anyone else. It simply made her tremble.

She whimpered as she felt his claw, jerking her leg slightly from the sharp pain but he wasn't finished. He would forget her name? She would be nothing. "No..p..please I.want to be Celeste.."

She was so incredibly out of it at the moment, and it didn't help that he drew between her legs, her pussy dripping from his cum. When he bit down she screamed again - not certain if she had done enough of that for the night, her back arching a great amount only to cringe at his words.

They were leaving - where would they go? The only thing that she realized was that she couldn't let herself fall back in the sidelines..to let him treat her like she was less than herself - calling her bitch or whore, some other derogatory name. She couldn't let herself get used to it for if that actually happened she would have lost her will to get away from him and escape the fact that he claimed her.

Perhaps it would have been different for two people who loved eachother and the woman claimed - he would have appreciated her..but she..she didn't love him and nor did he love her. They were simply at odds with eachother, both needing to fuck - her end a bit more desperate.

And already she could feel something wrong. Not wrong, but strange. A woman's intuition that something was going to happen to her own body whether she liked it or not and the fear that he had impregnated her rose back to the surface..and from what he had said, no pills would get rid of the possibility. Either his seed would take and root or it wouldn't, and he would try again...though she had a sinking feeling that he wouldn't have to try again.

 

[dryfter]

After what seemed like forever, he returned....the corpse of a human female, freshly slain dangling limply from his arms as he deposited their meal next to his new mate. She was hungry, he knew, as hungry as he was....and as he'd already had his fill while it had been fresh....

Michael watched and waited, knowing the hunger all too well. It would simply be a matter of time before she fed. He smirked as he watched her....

So she wants to be called by name, does she?

On her hands and knees, her bare and unsuspecting cunt practically inviting him to ravage her once more as she finally gave into her hunger. Moving slowly, he circled the bed......the last hour having done much to restore his stamina and sexual appetite. She still reeked of pheromones that any male would be receptive to. And yet, he was slower this time, feeling her tense....the red mane of her hair spilling over her back as she turned to look over her shoulder at him with wide eyes....the lips of her sex already spreading before his tender cockhead.

"Eat. You satisfy your hunger....I'll satisfy mine."

With a harsh thrust he was back inside her....delighted at the sight of her bushy tail twitching and waving in front of him even as he leaned forward to let her feel his full girth once more. It seemed so natural this way....like this was the position he should have had her in all along.....

His thrusts were gentler.....slower......he really did want her to eat, and raping her battered body again....despite how fast it healed, was no way to help her build strength for what was to come......

 

[TieMeTightly]

As soon as she saw the corpse she was on her hands and knees, practically purring at him as he set it on the bed. It was really a shame what a mess her home would be left in..but at the moment she didn't care - all that she saw was meat.

Celeste didn't even see him circling her, the purring sound fading as she bit into the flesh, her sharp teeth easily tearing through the skin. She should have realized her position but hadn't..it was just easier to eat this way - and as he came behind her, pressing his cock against her cunt she tensed visibly, dropping the food in her mouth only to look back at him with wide eyes.

The words made her whimper and the thrust to shove inside of her shoved her forward somewhat, the cry that escaped her lips more out of surprise than anything else.

But he was slower then..even after he was fully inside of her and she was panting, moving back against his cock, meeting her hips with quiet grunts as she buried her face in the flesh of the woman's stomach.

She should have known the repercussions for the actions, for practically constant fucking..but she didn't care..she was hungry..and she was still horny..and this was satisfying both of her needs at the moment in one foul swoop. It was a dangerously clever way for both of them to have breakfast in bed.

 

[dryfter]

Michael watched on in amazement as red furred, beautiful hips rocked back against him insistantly, driving him into her a little more forcefully than what he'd initially intended. Was this why fox clan women were so highly prized? Even as he watched, his hands on her hips slowing her own movements more than anything else.....Celeste tore into his offering with an almost ravenous hunger.

And yet....her pussy certainly hadn't lost any of its tightness. She could feel the tips of his claws pricking her shapely buttocks as she slowly drove his lust for her back to dangerous levels. And yet....he had always had more control than that. He wanted to break her spirit....not her body, and so while he did increase the force of his own thrusting just a little to perhaps make the bitch impaled on him a little more happy.....he still refused to give in to that brutal rutting they had committed just an hour ago.

It was sweet to hear her moan....her mouth full of her dinner, giving him naughty thoughts of what all that sweet and tiny mouth of hers might encounter once they got home.....his home....

His free hand gave the other cheek a firm, stinging swat....reaching up for the base of her tail once more. He'd not done this to her earlier for a reason.....that reason being he didn't fucking care if she came or not. It was her lot in life now to keep him happy, not the other way around. Just as it would fall to him to keep her safe from rogue lycans....as well as members of the clan that might actually refuse to accept his claim on her. Foxes were
prized after all.

But for now, he teased her as she ate.....wondering just how long she could keep both activities up. The agonizing paw lifted from her wriggling rear.....reaching instead to wrap around the vixen's petite frame.....roughly stroking a diamond hard nipple with the coarse pads of his paw.....his "fingers" roughly kneading the tender flesh of her breast.

"I'm going to enjoy making these fill with milk, Celeste...."

He had established ownership already today. Teasing her with his words, she had to know that he was getting close again....though not that close....not yet. There was plenty of time to make her cum first.....and cum she would for him.

"Feel free to cum at any time, by the way. I might not let you do so as freely in the future, so best enjoy yourself now, my delightful little fox whore."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Celeste couldn't seem to get enough of either of the two things she was doing. She was eating the foot quickly - but savoring every single bite that she took as though it was the last meal that she would ever eat.

And she couldn't help but moan against the meat as she ate it. She wasn't eating daintily, either..she was full on burying her face in the newest gas she created, apparently not caring in the slightest if her little face got some blood on it.

The purring had disappeared, and she actually had to stop herself from growling as he was holding her hips still in order to control her movements..that certainly wasn't very fair. It wasn't that she minded much, however as he was toying with the base of her tail, causing her to press back almost violently - well trying to anyway.

It wasn't very long before she had set the food down..it could wait. She moaned rather loudly as he teased her nipple, however the whimper that left her lips was obviously due to the comment..no that was not what she wanted.

She almost wanted to get some incredibly large condoms for him..so that she could be protected..not that he would actually wear them. She was certain that he would laugh at her, or yell at her and hit her for even trying.

She didn't want to become just one of his bitches, however - but she did notice that he used her name..it was brief as in the next breath he had called her whore as he told her that she could cum.

And she was so close. Once she had stopped concentrating on the food that she still should have been eating she had instead began to concentrate on fucking herself silly. Her body couldn't get enough of it..not enough of his cock..and even the thought of pregnancy was waning because..her body craved to feel his cum in her womb..filling her cunt. It soon wouldn't matter what her mind wanted.

It didn't take long for her to cum, her little moans and growls getting louder until she did so and even as she did she didn't stop moving her hips, trying to get as much out of it as she could as her own juices covered his cock.

 

[dryfter]

Between all the yips, the whimpers, and the moans....it had almost been hard to tell when she had finally cum for him. He might not have known if hit hadn't been for the sudden and violent grip of her cunt on his cock, her inner muscles rippling across him in an internal massage designed to send his own climax careening through her body....

With a loud growl of his own, he gladly obliged, choosing just such a second as when she thrust her own hips desperately backward at him to lunge forward....spilling all of his pent up need for her in the form of thick creamy pulses of fertile seed.....

She was incredible. Even now, her inner muscles sucked at him, as if aching to get the last drop before he pulled away spent. His panting harsh throughout the room, mixed with hers as he held himself inside her once again.....though more to support himself this time than a malicious need to breed her. When he did finally retreat, it was more than just a soft trickle this time that flowed from her battered slit.

"That....was good, Celeste.....very good."

She returned to her dinner, obviously a new priority for her now that her heat had been sated once more. Grinning, Michael wasn't surprised that she had abandoned it in favor of returning what he was doing to her....in earnest.

"Eat and regain your strength, Celeste.....tomorrow....you see your new home."

 

[TieMeTightly]

When he came in her and held her there there was no protestation. It was like even her mind was beginning to give up on the fact that she should be fighting this with every fiber of her being..but it seemed that she realized it was useless..and was beginning to waver.

When he did finally pull from her she easily felt the cum seeping down her thighs to the mattress below. The sheets were a complete mess at this point and there wasn't a moment's hesitance in what she should do next. Eat.

He spoke and again used her name and she couldn't help herself but nearly purr in response t it. What had happened to whore..slut..any word he could possibly think of to ruin her mind? Was he turning as well to give her a bit of what she wanted? He had to have been as he hadn't fucked her without holding back..he had held back..and he had let her cum.

No. He had made her cum. So of course she was thrilled, even as she gnawed the newest piece of flesh, her tail waving around rapidly in he apparent happiness. Hunger was one thing, but to fill her stomach just after having her cunt filled was something entirely different..she was thrilled, and would probably want that each time she ate to get more pleasure from eating off of a carcass.

 

[dryfter]

Michael grinned as he glanced around the room. What a mess. The police were going to have a helluva time sorting this out when they eventually showed up. The room fairly reeked of sex, blood, and rotting flesh. A body in the bathroom, a body on the floor with a gaping hole in the chest.....and a third body on the bloodied sheets of the bed mostly consumed. It was a CSI nightmare.

Not that the trace evidence was going to do much good anyway. Sure, they'd identifiy Celeste's blood, and either hunt for her, or rule her dead. They'd also find traces of his sperm no doubt.....but when cross referenced in their DNA database? The very thought brought Celeste's gaze to him as he chuckled softly.....

Well he'd been dead for 2 years now.

His eyes felt heavy....the exertions of the day finally catching up to him. It was all he could do to stay awake now that he'd sated both his natural and his sexual hunger. When he woke, he knew he'd be in his human form again....but for now, shifting back was impossible......impossible as long as the night of the full moon still hold sway.

"You....come here."

Michael half mumbled the words, knowing she could hear. Even as she approached, he reached for her, not surprised at all when she flinched. For a long second, he caressed her long auburn locks, looking deeply into those golden eyes as if looking for something there. When he moved again, it was to put a hand on her little head....pushing down until she was forced to her knees. The little fox sighed softly, as if knowing what he wanted.....leaning forward towards his still spent manhood.....

"No."

He tried hard not to smile when she looked up at him with surprise. It just wasn't in the cards to resist it though...

"Sleep. The bed is a mess now. Sleep here and rest up as best as you can. That way I'll be right here to protect you should we have any more visitors. And those visitors might not be lycan either. You certainly did enough screaming tonight. Its possible we raised some suspicions....not like humans are likely to cause much trouble."

He wasn't giving her the chair, instead he offered her his feet....and frankly, he didn't care if she took the offer or not.....it was only made in her best interest. Closing his eyes, he tried hard to keep his natural senses sharp even sleep slowly moved to swallow him.....

It wouldn't do to let anything catch them off guard. And he wasn't entirely certain Celeste would wake him up should a threat arise.....

 

[TieMeTightly]

She had finished her meal and went quickly to cleaning herself..her paws, wiping her face with them only to lick them clean until she looked once again pristine. It was rather interesting actually how she could manage to look like she hadn't just torn someone's flesh and muscle directly from the bone and devoured it.

However as he chuckled she glanced up to him and blinked, her ears twitching at his voice. It was already an immediate response as she stood between his legs, his hand caressing her hair . She watched him for a long moment only to shut her eyes, practically nuzzling his hand - just to have him push her to her knees.

Her paws rested atop either of his thighs as she stared at his cock, obviously thinking that she simply had another task for the evening.

When he told her no, however she tilted her head back to look up at him with wide eyes, confusion clearly seen in her face. Though as he offered her his feet she scrunched her nose up, waiting until his eyes shut before getting to her feet and leaning forward against him, pressing her head to his chest.

"..Lap..?" There was still that incredible innocence that she had been able to maintain when she had been human, the one word question as she nuzzled him, again managing the quiet purring sound from the back of her throat.

 

[dryfter]

"..Lap..?"

A sleepy green eye raised slowly to regard her. He had felt something nudge softly against his chest, and from her scent, he knew almost immediately that it had been her even before she made her request.

Part of him wanted to deny her, to force her back down to do as he had asked. She would need to learn to please him meant more than just giving up her body every so often. And yet, while the question had been a simple one, it had been significant in the fact that it showed Celeste had no intentions of running while he slumbered. All the while, she maintained a very much submissive appearance while placing such a simple and demure request....

And that pleased him very much.

Grunting his approval, he nodded softly his eyes closing even as the newly created were-fox scrambled upwards to curl up on his lap....an amazing feat considering she was in her hybrid form. Yet, he didn't really care if she was comfortable....just as long as she was safe from harm, and he himself could get some much needed rest....

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He had been the first to wake.....Celeste no doubt recovering from her terrible ordeal the night before. Strangely, while still present, the pheromones the fox bitch exuded seemed much fainter than they had the night before....though still enough to cause a slight stirring in his loins.

Said stirring seemed to be enough to wake his lovely companion, back in her human form, naked and glorious. His growing manhood pressed firmly against her side as she stirred.

"Good morning. Ready to go home?"

He glanced around the room one last time before his eyes settled on her own sleepy ones. Almost immediately, he noticed the permanency of their change.....now a deep, almost golden shade of hazel rather than their usual startling blue. It was an ever present reminder of what she was now.....that.....and the still vibrant auburn hair that even now spilled across his lap.

"If you have any valuables, anything you wish to take along with you to remember your past life, I will permit it. Of course, I should tell you that you'll be punished most severely if you think to take any of those weapons with you.....and I'll be watching to see that you don't."