Page 108 of Fated Obsessions

I purred as I kept rubbing my face over her belly and higher until her tits were smeared with her wetness as well as the scent of my cum and spit, branding her.

I slammed my paws on either side of her head, gouged my claws into the dirt, and dug my hind legs into the earth so that when I was buried to the balls in her body, I’dreallyget in theredeep.

She was so tiny beneath me, all pink, tender skin, a vulnerable human body, and the most gorgeous thing I’d ever witnessed as she stared up at me with wide eyes and a parted mouth.

“Open up for me like a good girl,” I growled, unable to close my mouth fully because my fangs were too long, too sharp. “Head to the side. Let me see that pretty throat.”

She moaned and tipped her head back, baring the side of her neck. My mouth watered, my jaw ached. And then I was striking like a cobra, sinking my teeth into her, giving her my mark.

This was nothing but a superficial, primal, and animalistic need in me. Her wound would heal, but I would do it all over again. Every fucking time I was buried balls deep in her tight cunt, I would mark her.

I would hold her tight enough she had bruises on her arms and legs so that anyone who saw her would know that she was mine.

They would be able to smell me on her, see my possession on her creamy flesh, and know she was loved well, fucked thoroughly and regularly, and that she wasmineabove all else.

I broke the bite and looked down at the twin open wounds on her throat. I rubbed my cheeks across that bite, smearing the blood on both of us. I smelled the coppery tang of it in my nose, and lifted a paw to wipe my face, rubbing it all over my fur.

Fuck, that smelled good. And tasted even better when I ran my tongue over my lips, lapping at the blood, her pussy cream, and the clean taste of her asshole after eating her out.

“I hope you are ready,” I said in a distorted voice against the shell of her ear. “Because even if you have second thoughts, you are mine, sweet girl. Forever.”

“Yes,” she breathed, her voice husky.

“Reach down and grab my huge cock, place it at your cunt, and then hold on because I am going to fuck you until you can’t see straight.”

I felt her fingers tremble as she shoved her hand between our bodies, took hold of my leaking cock, and placed the knobby head at her hole then slowly pushed in, taking her virginity, before slowly pulling out.

I breathed out a shuddering breath as I felt the tight, wet heat of her cunt. “Now grab my horns like a good girl. Stroke them like they were my cock and you were desperate for me to get off.”

She reached up without preamble and gripped the base of my horns, and my entire body shuddered at how fucking good that felt.

I moved my tail along her thigh, curling it around her ankle for a second before slipping it between our bodies and teasing her asshole with the tip once again.

“Look at how small you are, so fragile compared to me.” I thrust into her and she cried out. “So tiny and weak, frail in comparison, taking a monster cock like you were made for it.”

She made the sweetest mewls, the loudest cries for me to never stop. “I need more. Never stop. Never.”

“Oh I won’t, sweet girl. I’ll fuck you over and over again until I get you pregnant. I’ll never stop even after that, making you take all my cum, covering your body with it so you grow addicted for it every fucking night.”

She wasn’t speaking, but kept making noises that turned me on even more, made me even more wild in my frenzied need.

I thrust the tip of my tail into her ass, braced my paws on either side of her body, dug my back claws into the earth, and started throwing my hips back and forth, unable to give her gentle, sweet, and soft.

I fucked her savagely, not thinking of anything but getting us off, of my pleasure and breeding with her. I was running on pure instinct now, and nothing else mattered except the sweet scent of my female’s arousal.

“Give me one more, let me feel that cunt milking me because your body is hungry for more of what only I can give you.”

“Yesss,” she moaned and it was her orgasm that set off my own.

I slammed into her once, twice, three times, and on the fourth, I buried every inch of my ribbed shaft in her, feeling my knot start to thicken, my big hairy balls starting to tighten close to my body with my impending orgasm.

“Beast,” she screamed as her climax peaked again, and that was my undoing.

I threw my head back and roared.

I came and came and came so much I felt my seed spilling out, squirting out from where we were connected and coating our thighs and bellies.

“You’re doing so good,” I said huskily, shakily, as it was hard to even speak the words. “Making me come so hard.” My voice was barely audible as she kept moving her palms up my hornsuntil she was at the tips. Then she slid her hands back down, stroking them as if she were jerking me off.