Raise your hindquarters for breeding

Your body reacts before you can consider refusing Maul's command. You turn on your knees and throw your breasts and shoulders forward into the pine needles. This leaves your firm ass raised and offered to Maul.

He pads slowly up to you, pressing his cold snout to your cunt and inhaling your scent. His breath causes you to shiver as it moves from your cunt to your ass. He inhales your scene there as well, his nose tickling against the inner curve of your crack. As he smells his jaws open and his tongue begins to lap at your cunt. Each lash of his long, warm tongue sends a shudder up your body. After a few tastes he is satisfied and lifts his mouth.

"You are eager for this," he growls softly. "Good. Perhaps I will breed you more than once tonight."

"Please," you gasp. "As much as you desire."

It happens quickly. Rough, furry hands grip your hips and move up your back to your shoulders as Maul falls over your back. He was right about your readiness. Your cunt seems to open to the lightest touch and his cock parts your folds and slides into you like it belongs buried in your molten tunnel. You gasp as he fills you, thrusting against you, furry testicles swinging and colliding with your clit.

You cry out and you can see all around you the other bitches in the dark den are lifting their head and staring in anger at the human being mounted by their alpha. Maul nips at your ear and then catches the back of your neck in his jaws. He bites hard enough to hold your head pinned down as he fucks into you with deep, steady strokes. The pace increases, faster and faster until he is slamming his cock into you wildly and growling, drawing blood from the nape of your neck.

Maul snarls and you feel his thrusting cock twitch inside you. His boiling fucksoup pours into your depths, basting your cervix, bathing your eager young womb in his fertile seed. You cum as he cums, spurred by his orgasmic throbs, muscles contracting and releasing against the incredible, rigid heat of his spurting member. The shame of the act only drives you to further pleasure.

He stays buried inside you as his thrusts slow. In moments you feel the swelling of his knot at your entrance. You moan as it stretches you, sealing your cunt and pushing his seed deeper into you as the fleshy plug moves up his cock.

"Good bitch," Maul pants, licking your neck clean of blood. "Good bitch."

You stay locked together for even longer than the first time. When his swollen cock finally disengages with a slurp you feel the body-warmed cum dripping from your stretched and gaping cunt.

After you have regained your senses you pluck the goose that Maul has brought and he tears it to bloody pieces with his hands. He gives you a large, rubbery piece of breast meat and you eat it raw. The act makes you feel even more like an animal. The blood spills down your chin.

When the goose has been reduced to a carcass and some entrails it is thrown to the lesser pack members. Maul walks with you out into the cool night air and to a moonlit clearing in the woods beside the den. He commands you to please him with his mouth and you do, stroking him and sucking him until his gleat is flowing heavily. You are glad to finish him this way, but he desires more breeding and he mounts you again. It is rough and quick and he does not wait for the knot. He simply fills you with his seed and slides his cock from inside you, soothing his swelling with his tongue.

"You are a good bitch," he repeats as he leaves you empty and full of his seed. You crawl with him back to the den and curl together in sleep. As you drift off, you wonder what the future holds for you with Maul and this pack of lupines.