Present yourself eagerly

Your desire is too great. To not only be taken but to willingly rut.

"Yes," you moan. "I need it."

The moonlight bathes your naked body as you fall to your knees beside the burbling stream. Your hands mush into the mud as you turn and face the flowing water. You lower your shoulders, but cast your gaze back across your arched back and the hart-shaped offering of your ass as the lupine approaches.

"You are beautiful," says Gnaw. "I have always desired humans, not my own kind."

He lowers his snout to your ass and you feel his cold nose snuffling at your cheeks, over your crack and to your cunt. He inhales your scent and swipes his tongue over your tender flesh. You shudder with excitement. It feels so wrong and yet, this is not some simple beast, not a savage monster. He asks permission. He flatters.

"Lick me," you sigh as his tongue finds your damp furrow. He laps at you, his tongue long and agile, dipping into your wetness and teasing your clit. His breath is hot. His tongue wanders, slips from your cunny and drags over your clenching pink asshole. You moan as he licks you there before returning to your clit and driving you to the limit. You press back against him, his snout practically buried in your wetness. But he does not drive you over the edge. He pulls his snout back.

He climbs atop you with great care, his human-like hands caressing you with calloused pads on your shoulders and he thrusts his unsheathed cock against your dripping slit. You reach back, arm against your firm belly, fingers searching and finding the warm, damp tip of Gnaw's prick. You pull it gently, guiding it to your folds, parting them just enough for the lupine to thrust himself forward and enter you.

You moan and he bites gently on your neck. Not enough to draw blood but enough to communicate his pleasure as his cock slides all the way into you, filling you until it presses against your cervix and his furry balls are mashed to your clit. You nearly cum just from the heat radiating from his buried fuckpole. When he begins to move inside you, hunching and humping at your upturned ass, cock moving quickly in and out, you are driven right to the brink.

"We must be quick," he pants against your ear. You moan, lifting your head as he licks and nips at your neck and shoulder. His cock shudders in and out of you, smooth and impossibly hot, filling you with each thrust. You cannot stand it any longer. You gasp out your pleasure and cum, muscles contracting around his beastly cock, pushing back to meet his thrusts, filling yourself, eagerly taking him, as you plunge over the cliff of ecstasy.

"I can feel it," growls Gnaw. "Take my seed now. Take it. Nnn."

He muffles his pleasure against your shoulder, biting hard enough to hurt as he pounds against your cervix with quick, deep thrusts. His cum bursts inside you, incredibly hot, flowing in gooey waves that bathe your throbbing inner walls and wash away the last of your intense orgasm. You squeeze his squirt cock, milking out every drop of his seed.

He quickly withdraws his cock from you with a raunchy slurp and a gush of hot cum down your thighs.

"Some day," he promises. "I will fill you with my knot and stay with you."

He paces around you, his cock still twitching and dripping cum. You can see the knot bulging at the base, working slowly towards the tip. He soothes it with his tongue to try to relax it.

"You must bathe yourself in the stream," he says. "Quickly. Wash out ever trace or Maul will kill us both. I must return to the den. But I will come to you again when I can."

He departs before you can say a goodbye, trotting away into the darkened forest. You do as he told you, slipping into the ice-cold water and using your fingers to open yourself up and wash the cum from inside yourself. The act leaves you shivering and dripping with water. With no clothes, you return to the den. Not a moment too soon. You've hardly sat down on the pine needles when Maul returns with a goose clasped in his jaws.

He approaches you and drop the dead bird at your feet. He sniffs the air and comes closer. Your heart beats wildly. Fear grips you. Will he know of what you did with Gnaw in the forest? Did you clean yourself well enough?