Conquestingit

You scoffed at the warning perched at the tree line, the sign rusted and peeling but the message still visible: BEWARE: WEREWOLF BREEDING GROUNDS. Werewolves don’t exist! They’re just fictional! Not possible for humans to develop wolf-like characteristics or behaviors—maybe some do, but no way! You rolled your eyes and ignored the sign, treading into the dark, quiet forest.

An unfamiliar warmth and thrill filled your body, particularly your lower region. Maybe it’s because you have a way of getting home early!

“You really shouldn’t be at the forest at night, unless you want something to snatch you up and eat you.” The man grunted, teeth gritting against each other, snarling and growling like beast—a feral werewolf. Your moans and whimpers filled the silent night as you held onto the tree for dear life, nails digging into the thick tree bark.

It was going smooth, nothing until you ran into another man—he was completely naked except for a single piece of cloth wrapped around his waist, but it nothing to hide the massive erection, and my god was it huge. That was the first thing you noticed but you felt his shining, sharp golden eyes boring into your being, examining and sizing you up. A growl echoed from his throat.

His physique was strong and lean, hard edges and divots on his sculpted stomach that tapered to a shape v-line. Toned muscles and pectorals then you noticed the characteristics: wolf tail and ears, sharp claws and teeth, and at the base of his massive dick, a knot.

And that’s how you got in your current position.

Your mind was turning into mush and your body trembled with each thrust. Every nerve was being struck, the massive, thick dick splitting you—reaching depths and you swore that there was a stomach bulge! This was crazy, beyond anything you could imagine! But you were enjoying it, your dick flopping in the air and leaking beads of precum. Your breeding partner was enjoying his time too, nearly collapsing onto your body—his huffing and puffing against your ear and the occasional growl as he humped you.

“Mate.” The man growled, baring his teeth and grazing it against your nape and shoulders. “Breed.” He continued grunting one-liners, his thrust was becoming sloppy and you could feel the knot expanding against your rim—ready to split your already stretched hole!

With a few more thrusts, Valko delivered the final thrust, pushing his knot into your ass and puncturing your skin with his canines as wades of cum squirted from his tip, painting and filling your hole to the brim with his thick seed. Moans and cries of ecstasy slipped through your lips as your dick spurted its load onto the ground, covering the grass and leaves underneath.

The sounds of skin clapping and moans fell to deaths ears. The exception was soft panting and kisses being doted against the open wound.

“Was I too rough? I got lost, I didn’t mean to… come on, gonna get you home.” Valko says, the feral growls and words replaced by tender words and touch. He might’ve gone overboard, biting you wasn’t apart of the plan! Shit, this wasn’t supposed to happen. It wasn’t much blood, but it flowed through the small holes rapidly.

“No, was just perfect…”

A/n —hello, my strawberry patch and the newly added seeds, hope this was good! Maybe I could’ve added more, but mind is running on fumes rn.