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You would think that he would hide himself from you during such a vulnerable time, that he would lock himself away in the spare room and hump a pillow like mad until it passed. But no, Valko was the complete opposite.

He had been extremely clingy all day– clingier than usual. You're well aware that your wolfie loves as much attention as he can get from you, so it's not out of the ordinary for him to pounce on you at any given time, smothering you with his huge body whenever he feels that you haven't been attentive enough. But today was definitely different. It was late at night, and he was laying on top of you as you lounged in bed as usual, but his body was hot. Burning much more than you could remember it being any other time.

He's always pretty warm, so you've learned his average temperature well enough to know when it's off. Valko took in deep breaths of your scent, his tail wagging lazily to one side and thumping against the bed with each downward movement. Your scent was always amazing to Valko but holy shit. Today, he couldn't get enough of it. And he's already painfully hard. His muscular thighs had yours pinned perfectly to the mattress. He was getting heavy.

His tail starts wagging faster and at this point you've accepted your fate as his pillow–at least for now. That's when you feel one of his fluffy ears tickling your cheek, his head having moved lower down your neck. His teeth graze your shoulder blade before his tongue does, warm and wet against your soft skin.

“You done?” Your voice comes out slightly strained beneath his weight.

“Mm-mm” he shakes his head, his ears twitching with delight as he takes in another gigantic gulp of your smell. “So sweet.” His voice is already rough and when you shift enough to ‘accidentally’ grind your knee against his clothed crotch you can hear him bite back a whine.

He bites you in retaliation, making you yelp. He was trying to be a good boy–he really was. Even despite the aching heat of his cock and the brain fog that his rut caused, especially on the first day. But all of that flew out the window. His teeth are still latched on your shoulder as he lets out a growl, fluffy ears flattening as his hips grind torturously slow against your knee.

“Somethin’ is…” he starts, cut off by his own whimper as he presses harder against you. He leans further forward, his big body curled over you as he struggles to contain himself. “‘S weird…hah…” even speaking properly is a struggle for him now

Your knee moves again and he winces and jumps slightly, hyper sensitive. All of his senses are in over drive– he can hear colors and see sounds and feel everything. Too much. He whines again, overstimulated but unable to stop his hips from moving against your skin.

“Weird?” You're starting to put 2 and 2 together.

He's leaking through his sweats– so much so that it's dripping onto your knee and down your leg. “Holy fuck” your voice is barely a whisper as your eyes land on swollen cock, his grey sweatpants allowing you to see the stark outline of every single pulsing inch of him between his trembling thighs. He was definitely in a rut. And on top of that (or rather on top of you), he was huge. His cock looked heavy, tenting his pants and straining against the increasingly tight fabric.

In a strange way it makes sense. He always comes to you when he's hurt, even if it's just a scratch, and he always comes running when there's a “scary bug” or if his “tummy hurts”. So why wouldn't he come to you for this as well? He is your puppy after all.

All that considered, you still have no idea how to appropriately calm him down. At this point, Valko feels like everything in him has been overheated to the point of no return, his tail thrashing as he looks at you through half lidded eyes.

“Valko…” your voice sounds muffled to him. He shakes his head lightly, his ears twitching like they have a mind of their own.

“Valko.” You grab his face this time, eliciting a whine from him. The pressure of your hands on his cheeks makes his lips part, exposing his cute little fangs. He pants heavily, big chest rising and falling with each strained looking breath he took. You could feel the heat of his exhales against your thumb as it slipped against the drooling warmth of his tongue.

His tail starts to wag even more, and he shakes his head again to free himself from your hands, a low growl building in his chest. He's losing control. He's trying to be good. He's trying but your scent is going to kill whatever is left of his restraint. He can smell how wet you are.

He whimpers quietly–you can't help but think he looks so cutely pathetic like this. As fun as it is to watch him squirm, you have to help him. You grab his face again, ignoring his second growl.

“You need help?” Your voice is soft–almost teasing. You know damn well he needs help.

You hear another growl–more annoyed this time before you're folded in half with inhuman strength, your knees pressed firmly to your chest. Valko's huge hands are wrapped around either of your ankles, his ears flattened against his head as he struggles with himself.

You squirm slightly but it's no use. You should be scared of how strong he's gotten, but instead you're just even more turned on than before. You let out an involuntary moan as you shift under his weight.

“Val-”

He leans down, biting your sensitive under thigh and making your breath hitch before you can finish whatever you were saying. This bite was harder than his usual playful nips, more aggressive. And his claws were digging into your soft skin to the point of bruising.

“Need help…” he finally whined. He could hear his voice echoing slightly in his head. His cock was throbbing so much that it had swollen to an even larger size, and imprints of a large bulge had begun to form at the base.

You nodded a little too eagerly at his plea. “I'll help you. I'll make it better like always.” You weren't sure if you wanted to help Valko for yourself or for him at this point but you knew that when it got to this point it hardly mattered who you were doing this for.

‘Make it better’ was all he needed to hear. His head dipped lower, allowing him to lap at your cunt greedily through your shorts before using his teeth to rip the thin fabric clean off of your heated core. The new gapping hole in the seam was more than good enough for him. He looked up at you with heated eyes glowing yellow in the dim light.

His tongue immediately found your sopping folds, mouthing you hungrily without the barrier of clothing getting in his way. He was messy–all teeth and tongue and growls that sounded more desperate than ferocious.

“Valko! S-slow down–” your hands found his freshly cut hair, gripping the longer portion of it firmly as you rocked your hips. Your body was both overwhelmed and begging for more all at once. Right when your thighs began to shake with your impending orgasm he pulled away, making you mewl in objection.

“Val, I was close!” When you don't immediately receive a reaction from him you decide to whine and squirm more to strengthen your protest, but all you're met with is a firmer grip and a nearly unbearable heat pressing firm against your saliva slicked opening. Your eyes immediately track down to the sensation, finding his thick length impatiently positioned to enter you. His pants are pulled down just enough to free his erection, and his already skin tight shirt has ridden up his toned abs.

“Val–” his name dies on your lips as he suddenly pushes inside, stretching you impossibly wider than his 8 inch ‘normal human’ cock ever did. He was thicker, longer, hotter. Everything that made your head spin. He was hardly halfway in but you could swear you felt him in your stomach. You can barely even moan as his deep voice reaches your ears.

“...Want… need ya to cum on my cock—fuck, so tight— stop fighting it, pup. Please.” The last word is a broken whimper. He's in pain. And how tight you're squeezing him definitely isn't helping. “Too– ah…” he groans, ears flattening against his head as you feel him pulse inside you once, twice. Valko's orgasm crashes through his body and he's too far gone to even be embarrassed at how quick he came, or that he betrayed his own ground rule that you always came first. “Deeper… not deep enough. Need more.”

“Oh fuck,” you moan breathlessly, your words turning into a high pitched cry as his hips sunk deeper down, pushing his cock all the way inside. Besides the huge knot that formed at the base before he came. You whine as it catches almost painfully on your entrance, not even inside yet.

“I know. Shit— Y’can take it, pup. Take it for me. S-uch a good pup.” His voice breaks slightly as his hips set a punishing pace against yours. His fat tip bullies your cervix with every single thrust, grinding and pushing against it so hard your can feel him in your throat. His cum only adds to the growing mess of fluids you have between your legs, dripping onto the sheets. His tail sways wildly behind him as he loses all control. You swear you feel him grow another inch as he pins you down harder, folding you in half like paper.

This position made his pelvic bone bump into your clit with bruising force with each slam of his hips. “T…too deep–‘m gonna cum!” You mewl, back arching and eyes crossing as he fucks you even harder through your orgasm. It feels like you can't stop cumming as his tip rams into your g-spot and your cervix repeatedly over and over and over and–

Pop!

You nearly scream as his knot locks inside of you, forcing past your entrance. Valko's knees slip slightly against the sheets as his instincts make him try to push even deeper inside of you. Your nails dig into his forearms on either side of your head so hard that they draw blood. He growls at the pain, his imposing frame trembling above yours with his second orgasm.

“Fill…gonna fill ya…s'much. Gonna pump ya full … my pups… gonna be such a pretty mommy—nngh—carryin’ m'whole l-litter..” his words are slurred as he makes it his mission to breed you as deep as possible, to make you the mommy of his puppies. He'd give anything to see you all round with his little ones. “Gonna take such good care of ya… protect… and–” his babbling fades into quiet, desperate whines as he continues cumming deep inside of you, pressed tight against your womb.

He collapses on top of you, ears still flattened and tail hardly having enough energy to wag as enthusiastically as usual. He bites into your shoulder with a small groans the last rope of his cum floods you.

“Heavy…” you manage, half moan, half tease. He pulls his teeth away from your shoulder to lick the reddened and indented skin with a care completely opposite to the savage beast that just finished breeding you full. He shudders slightly as he tastes your sweat. He looks up at you again, wetting his lips. That's when you notice his eyes still have that beautifully scary glow.

“I need…” he starts, voice rough against your ear “a little more help.”

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