The Association have been on alert—an extremely high heat detected on the outskirts of Linkon since the sun sets. The news has been raving about a monster approaching. You have to chase the monster away from the citizen!
NSFW, MDNI, Valko x reader, primal play (or not), dubcon, thriller
Been a long time since I can finish my stories here. Let’s gooo!
You’re not sure he can hear you—the sounds of siren wailing is deafening enough in the dark night. The cars screech to halt in front of the woods.
“What should we do, senior?” One of your junior trainees watch the eerie woods in panic—they’re not yet trained for this.
You exhale, “It’s okay, just wait here. Have them check the perimeter in case he comes back.”
“Yes, senior!” The relief painted in your juniors’ eyes makes you instantly regret you rejected Xavier’s extending hand. An anomaly like this needs more than one experienced hunter.
So you chased him back into the woods, alone. You think you’re confident enough to catch him. But when you enter the deep forest, it’s his territory.
Every step you take cracks something below your boots, and the constant shift of animal in the dark just raised your adrenaline.
“It’s just an animal. Tsk.” You shift your attention to the tracks of bare footprints in the dirt.
Little do you know it’s not an animal. A pair of amber eyes glint in the shadows. He’s been lurking around you, away from your eyes. He knows the second you enter the woods, hiding like predator.
The moon is bigger than usual—twisting his personality to somewhat wild and feral. The monster within comes out on the shadows.
“Woman.” The sound raspy, heavy.
You gasp, body turning toward the source of sound, hands already wielding your hunter gun, pointing at… nothing. Only the dark trees shifting in the wind.
“You! Stop hiding and come out!” You scream, and it echoes.
“Are you sure you can take me?” He whispers, almost growling in your ear this time.
Your reflex wants to shoot him but you can’t—he’s gone again.
“Don’t play around with me!”
“Hahahaha…” The laughter sounds like going further away.
“Damn it, when I get you…!” You run and chase the sound leading to a stump in the middle of a clearing. The moonlight shines on the stump. You got heavy breathing, pissed off at your target’s antics.
You remember the mission given to you earlier today at the headquarters. A high-priority alert had flashed in your screen, warning that a dangerous monster has entered Linkon outskirts. The association ordered you to catch the anomaly before it threatens the peace of Linkon. The picture they sent depicts a blurry portrait of a man with red hair, but what’s distinct was the tail and two wolf ears. You had thought it would be an easy capture, but you completely underestimated him.
“Shit…” you pulled your wet hair back, sitting cause you’re dead tired, chasing him for 5 whole hours. Your chest heaving in the quiet, eerie night.
And he pounce, sending the gun far into the darkness in the process. The air leaves your lungs. You don’t have a second to respond and he pins you on the large stump.
“You!!” You growled in anger.
“You keep calling me ‘you’. I have a name, you know.” He grins. “Valko.”
His wolf ears and nose twitching, pupils widen until the gold rings almost disappear. “Wait.. what is this scent—“
“Let go of me!” You squirm, but clearly he overpowers you.
“You…” he growls, putting his nose against your neck. He inhales deeply, and the sound transitions to something rough and low it doesn’t belong to human throat, “you smells so nice.”
He rips your uniform in a heartbeat—the claws and speed of a monster. The cold air hits your skin, but you fight back. Reaching blindly to your boot, your fingers lock around a hidden silver dagger. With an angry cry, you drive the blade upward, slashing a thin line along his jaw. Valko hisses in pain, his head snapping back as dark blood falls from the cut. The sudden shift gives you the momentum, you plant your boot firmly to his stomach and push, successfully rolling out from under him.
You scramble to your feet, breathing raggedly while covering your chest. But Valko doesn't look angry, his eyes wide, then he grins wildly. Before you can even lift your weapon again, he moves like a blur in the dark. A heavy blow strikes your wrist, sending the dagger flying to the bushes. He pins you back down on the large stump, locking both of your hands with one palm high above your head.
“Gh…! Let me go!!” You try to use your power but not only you’ve been exhausted from the earlier chase, but he’s stronger, crushing your energy before it can form.
Then he lunges and bites your neck, sinking his teeth on your skin—marking you. The bite burns like liquid fire but not enough to tear your skin.
“Aah…!” You can’t move, you’re afraid his canine will tear your pulse. “Get off me!”
“No.” He growls, his eyes locked on you now, like in a trance, then moving to your breasts and down there where you defensively close with your thighs.
He grins, eyes wide. “mine.”
He pulls apart your knees with his big palm and his knees, slipping through your thighs. You thrashed beneath him, your legs flailing hitting his hard back, but he doesn’t even flinch. His thick wolf tail wraps around your ankle, anchoring you completely to the wood.
“Yeah.. I don’t like my woman weak.” He chuckles, “You’ll be a great fit.”
He leans down, teeth biting your hardened nipple after exposed to cool air, making you cry out with the sudden pressure of his teeth. He never breaks eye contact as his rough tongue licks your swollen peak, flooding your senses and your insides.
He continues to tease you without mercy. His palm sliding down to your thigh, calloused fingers finding your clit then rub and pinch roughly, pairing the friction with his warm tongue lapping at your neck wound. The sensory overload and his heavy pheromones completely break your control.
You never give up to try to get away, but when his long fingers enter your cunt he smirks—he knows he hit the spot when you roll your hips chasing his fingers. Your angry words turn into broken hitches until you’re sobbing wet and crying out for release.
He releases your hands and unbuckles his pants, his cock springs out. Fat and long, mapped with veins and big on the tip, the whole length bigger than you’ve ever seen.
He holds your waist, his grip bruising as he drives his massive cock inside, opening your folds apart, stretching it to the absolute limit. Your eyes fly wide, your spine arching completely off the tree stump as the breath catches hard in your throat.
In this position, you notice the stark difference in your height, how he could easily envelop you and devour you should he ever want to. Somehow that makes your insides clenching harder.
“You like it.” He grins, eyes wide, “I knew it. My mate.”
Your eyes shot at him, “No, I’m not! Mmm…!!”
“You are. Can’t you see how mine fits you like this?” He slams harder, a punishing rhythm, making your whole body shakes, breasts dancing up and down as his cock rearranges your insides. The rough bark of the stump scrapes against your back with every thrust. You wince.
His nose twitch, “Blood. Tch. You gotta tell me if this position hurts you.”
What the hell? You twisted—
He lifts your body without breaking contact. You coil your arms around his neck, legs locked around his hips. The gravity makes each thrust deeper, the feeling of fullness you never experienced before, sending your head back as you cry out in pleasure.
“Tell me,” he grips hard, pounds even harder. Once he learns the right angle to your sensitive spot by looking at the changes in your expression, he hits the spot harder. “Who’s fucking you right now? Whose dick is inside your tight, sobbing pussy?”
“You… Valko… nngh, fuckk!” Your eyes roll back, turning white.
“Yes. Woman, you’re mine from now on!”
With a final possessive growl, he moves frantic. At the peak, the base of his shaft swells rapidly, the knot locking him firmly and deeply inside your body, filling your womb with his release. You’re completely full and trapped, and the overwhelming feeling sends a violent tremor through you, making you release with a loud cry.
For a few minutes, the clearing is quiet, filled only with heavy breathing. Your eyes locked on his, you notice how the pupils strarts to shrink over time. He press his forehead pressed to yours, savoring your scent mixed with his, letting out a breath of relief.
When the knot recedes, Valko pulls out with a wet slide. He leans down, pressing a quick, firm kiss on your bruised lips. He takes off his top, throwing it to your body.
“You’ll need it,” he whispers. He pauses at the edge of the clearing, his amber eyes glowing softly as he looks back over his shoulder. “Rest well, woman. I'm coming back for you."
Before you can even pull the warm shirt over your shoulders, he vanishes the deep forest, his trace disappearing completely under the fading light of the Supermoon.
I’m so late to this.. ugh but still—BRINGBACKVALKO!