On the Hunt ( Closed )

TirithIre

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Fenrir had long been a hunter. He had been born into the Azumi clan, and had grown tall and strong. Like his great ancestors before him, he had taken upon the mantle of the hunter, one of few within the clan. The trials had been harsh, the training beyond anything else he had known... but in the end, he had endured it all, in the name of his clan.

The wolven people were thought to be barbaric, but this wasn't the case at all. Rather they lived, breathed, and bled just as any other race did. Once every year, upon the summer solstace within the human realms the hunters were released from their bonds to their clans, and permitted to roam free for one week. Any female was available to them, no matter if she carried pups or not.

Yet the laws were strict. If a hunter during this time took upon a human mate the human had one year to bear a litter, or the clan would collectively come together and kill the human. Thus was the brutal laws. Fenrir was running freely through the forest though, his dusky coat thinley covering the hard muscles of his body, ans unlike humans he had no sense of shynes, his body bare less the hair as he wss 'on the hunt', but not for food.

He had picked up the scent of a human female... and was out investigating... he would of course mate her if he found her.... for human females were quite rare!!

 
Blaanid needed to escape her father's house for the day, so she had walked to where the great river met up with a lake that she could cool off in. And since she thought that no one would be around to see her, she let her gown and undergarments fall off of her body and hung them on a near by tree before slipping her perfect beautiful body in the cool waters of the lake.

Once in the water though she began to feel a bit uneasy, as though someone even now was watching her, though looking around she could see that no one was nearby at all and began to swim deeper into the lake until she could no longer touch the floor of the body of water.

She laid back her head to get her long red hair wet, her large round breasts seeming to rise up above the water as she did so as if to show them off, but what she was really thinking about was how horrible things were in her father's house now that he had remarried, that his new wife even now was probably moaning in his bed even though she was currently swelling with a younger sister or brother. Something that she was not at all looking forward to, especially since the woman made it very clear that it would be she that would have to do most of the caring for the babe, which made her mood suddenly plummet thinking of how things were quickly turning horrible. After all what kind of a mother would willingly have a child and not show any interest in caring for it, something that she knew first hand that her own mother was nothing like her father's current wife.

Blaanid herself knew that she wanted to be like her own mother, happy about having her own children and caring for them herself, though she was saddened in being reminded that her mother did not live long enough to have her own large family, something that she herself longed for.
 
To the wolves, there was nothing as rare as actually finding a female to take and mate. After all females in any respect were quite rare, especially even near to the wolves lands. They were very protective and territorial after all. Yet he had picked up her scent, his snout twitching as he 'double checked'. After all, there was no point hunting what wasn't real.

Yet he had almost gave a growl of delight when he smelt the scent again... her clothing spreading it well. His muscular form coiled and he raced off... it taking him an hour to track her down... he coming to her clothes by the lake. He grabbed them and hid them, so that when she emerged from the lake she would have nothing to wear.

She wouldn't get fa anyway... despite her dislike for her step mother the want within her upon her dress was clear, he could tell despite perhaps some initial struggling... that she would take to the breeding.

His canine cock came out of it's sheath as he watched her large breasts floating... he very much out of sight... for now Soon though, he would take her body and womb as his own!
 
Now as the sun began to move to the other side of the sky, Blaanid began to make her way out of the water knowing that it would not be a good idea to walk home in the dark and worry her own father so. After all she would never hear the end of her step-mother's yelling if she was late getting home to help her with preparing dinner.

But when she looked to where her gown had been hung along with her undergarments, she began to feel a worry trickle through her body seeing that her clothing was no longer there and could not help but feel as a breeze picked up from the forest, making her wet body suddenly very cold and in need of clothing to cover and help dry her wet flesh.

She looked all over for her gown and really began to worry that she would actually have to walk back to the village nude, but suddenly felt as though there were eyes upon her, as though she was not at all alone.
 
He watched her, it an agonizing wait for her to get her ass out of the lake. She WAS trespassing on his clans lands... but then again from time to time his people took human female, breeding them hard and fully... so it wasn't completely unheard of.

Her body was exquisite, her ass full, hips wide, perfect for breeding... and those large breasts, he could hardly wait until he was inside her! As she began to show worry though he was behind her, stealthily he crept up, before powerful pawed feet launched him, he knocking her forwards and down, his cock pulsing as he ran it over her bared slit.

" Don't move beautiful..." He didn't ask for permission either, his pointed canine cock found her human pussies entrance and he brutally thrust into her, plunging into her naked and helpless pussy hard as she felt his furred body holding her in place, captive and helpless!

His growl told her he wasn't human, his pawed hands grabbed her breasts, squeezing them even as he held her there, his cock sent deep into her pussy, he built so long and hard, he'd be inside her womb on the second thrust!
 
Blaanid remembered as a child when her mother would tell her scary stories of creatures in the forest that would take young women away from their families, but she had never thought that such stories could be true.

She did as the gruff voice told her, she didn't move, but then again his powerful body made it impossible to move as she felt the sting of his long canine cock sinking deep inside of her and ripping past her virgin barrier! It hurt so much at first that she could not hold back a scream, for not only was he long and thick, but a girl losing her innocence in such a way was painful itself!

Yet when the pain was gone, she began to cry out in fear suddenly realizing that the male who was atop her and fucking her was not at all human, that he was more beast to her than anything and began to howl in horror as he grunted in pleasure.
 
Fenrir revelled in the sight of the human bent over, her smaller frame held impossibly immobile indeed, and even as he looked to her he heard her scream though one pawed hand moved up and covered her mouth, the other moving down, the furred pad of his finger pressing against her clit. After all his people weren't like hers... it didn't matter if a female was a virgin or not... when they were of age, they were given to a male and bred!

She was clearly 'of age', so it made little difference that she hadn't been mated before. Even as she tried to howl she was muffled by the strong hand closed over her mouth, though as he barreled past her hymen on the first thrust, his smooth pointed canine cock pulled back slightly, before he thrust again.

A grunt of pleasure indeed tore from his throat as his cock pierced her cervix, entering her womb as he growled and panted, his strong masculine form pounding fast and hard, his inhumanely large balls slapping her clit as he took her womb for the first, but certainly not the last time!
 
It was as though her body was no longer her own, for as Blaanid's mind told her that this was not what she wanted and knew that what was going on was did not at all feel good at all, her body was saying something completely different. Her own nipples had become hard, and as he rubbed her clit her cunt began to clench down upon his cock as he got her closer and closer to her very first orgasm.

It seemed as though Fenrir knew exactly what to do with his female, that even now as he had her bent over and was fucking her like a bitch in heat, she could feel that he was doing everything like a well versed male.

The only hope she had was that when he was done fucking her and filling her that he would let her go, that she would be able to crawl back home and hopefully be soothed by her father and stepmother. But deep down something told her that he would never be finished with her, that she would have to endure his hunger for the rest of her life!
 
That was not as bad a thing as she may have first thought. After all no women returned from the wolven tribes lands, and that was because they were well cared for, not to mention mated many times if they proved able to 'produce' the children their wolven 'masters' wished of them. Yes, there were some whom could not 'take it' and tried to run, or those whom were unable to bear a child within the first year, and as such under the laws they were killed... but to those whom proved capable, it was a much different story.

Even as she tried to fight her own body though he could feel how it betrayed her, he panting over her as he leaned down and a sandpapery like tongue licked her shoulder as she was held in place and so primally fucked, letting her know submission was rewarded. the females of his people were similar to the females of her people, other then his females had six nipples and were constantly in heat when not stuffed full of children to be bared.

Even as she fe;t how he tore her womanly parts asunder, his hand released her mouth when he couldn't feel her screams of fear from behind them any longer. Even as he watched her body betray her though he moved that hand around and as the other tormented her clit with pleasure, a strong, furried hand cupped and squeezed one of her large breasts, making it pulse with pleasure along with the rest of her.

His pace quickened, he seeming inhumanely strong and able to hold her helpless against him as his cock took from her something she had never felt before, intense, breathtaking pleasure!
 
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