No. A good hunter is patient.

Over the next few minutes, the woman picks her way into the cabin, glancing around before finally entering, and locking the door. There is a moment when you think she might have spotted you, and you prepare to pounce, but fortunately, such actions is not necessary.

You hear the sound of dragging objects for another ten minutes, before, silence. Remembering the lessons of countless hunts, you remain patient, skulking in the underbrush for hours, until you're certain she's fallen asleep.

Approaching in perfect silence, you peel the plantlife away from a flat area on the rear of the cabin, revealing a small external basement entrance. You open it, dropping down into the dank below without a sound, and pawing your way through, up the stairs, on all fours.

Inside, you see the sleeping woman, wrapped up in tight fitting fabrics, breathing lightly. It seems your patience has paid off, for she is in a deep, deep sleep. Continuing your quiet movements, you loom bodily over her **** form, sliding a claw down the sleeping bag, and keeping your body close to hers, warming with your bodyheat to keep her sleeping.

You have to carefully control your movements, such is your hunger for her. With similar agitated movements, you strip the remainder of her clothing off, baring her pale flesh to you. She smells fertile, and it drives you crazy.

Not waiting another moment, you nestle yourself over her, granting her no room to move even if she was conscious, and line yourself up with her bare pussy. It takes all your self control to slowly inch your tip into her hot slit a centimeter at a time, rather than slamming into her at full **** and waking her up.

Once you're fully sheathed within her, you can't wait anymore. She feels amazing, so tight and warm, it's everything you'd hoped for. You draw out and slam back into her, causing her breathing to quicken along with your pace. Her tunnel isn't big enough to accommodate your size, so you stretch her out with every jackhammering strike. It occurs to you that it must hurt quite a lot, so this woman must have remarkable pain tolerance to keep sleeping. Not that you care for her comfort.

You get about thirty seconds of silent, unresisted rutting, before she slowly starts to come back to consciousness, first with fluttering eyes, then with a wide eyed, open mouth stare into your face, sheer shock on her features.

Her expression sets you off. Feeling a recognisable sting in your prick, you pound into her sore pussy, before leaning in close and crushing her to the ground under your massive bodyweight while blasting hot cum into the woman's waiting womb. You stare at her with bared teeth throughout. She stares back like a deer in headlights, aware of the imminent danger, but incapable of stopping it in any way, while you pump seed into her until she's completely filled up.

When you finally finishes inseminating her, you makes a quiet growl of satisfaction, quickly sliding out of her violated pussy, leaving a stream of white fluid you were holding inside her to drip the ground below. You pull back, and slink away into the shadows, leaving before she can recover her senses.

She'll make a good mother to our young.