Actually, she takes you...

Breathing heavily you nod and move away from Doe. Standing quickly, you pull off your clothes. The smell of Doe’s thick musk fills the air, driving you closer and closer to a frenzy. As you finish undressing, you happen to look towards the bed…

Only to find Doe, her back propped up against the headboard. Her black dress rests seductively on her hips as she grins wickedly at you. The lustful fire in her eyes is unmistakable. As for the source of the musk, Doe has her legs open invitingly, her left forepaw caressing her vulva while she beckons to you with her right.

Needing no further encouragement, you rapidly climb on the bed and lean down, replacing her paw with your tongue and fingers. The moment your tongue touches her clitoris, her forepaws push down on the back of your head, urging you on as her thighs lock around you.

“I know I am a person,” she pants, her orgasm building quickly in her aroused state. “But I am also an animal. And animals mark their mates as well.” Her legs tremble as she pants heavily. Taking the signal, you seal your mouth over her opening, pushing your tongue as deep inside her as you can. She rewards you with a laborious howl and a thick spray of juices.

The moment her orgasm subsides, Doe pushes you off her. Then, with surprising strength and agility, she grabs you and lays you flat on your back. If anything the fire in her eyes intensifies. She straddles your stomach and slowly licks your face a couple of times, cleaning some of her cream from your flesh. “We mark them with our musk. And…” she pauses as she raises up and moves down your body just a bit. “With our claws,” she growls hungrily, her claws raking down your bare chest as she impales herself on you.

Even in her hyper aroused state, Doe is in complete control. Her scratches, while not piercing the skin or drawing blood, leave very visible red marks down your chest, giving you just enough pain along with the pleasure to make you tremble in erotic submission. “Does my Alpha like to be scratched?” she asks playfully as she leaves yet another trail of marks down your flesh.

“Oh, yes,” you reply as you wrap your arms around her and roughly scratch her back. While your nails aren’t nearly as strong as her claws, it has been several days since you cut or trimmed them. The sensation of you “clawing her back” causes her back to arch as she fills the room with her howling moans.

“Yes, love. Scratch me. Bite me. Mark me,” she begs. Placing one arm on the bed to brace yourself, you raise up towards your lupine lover. Without warning, you aggressively place your free hand on the small of her back, thrusting into her with all the **** you can gather while nipping at the tender nape of her neck.

“YES!” she screams, shifting a bit so you can sit up completely, her legs wrapping around you. She sits in your lap as the two of you bounce each other, moving the bed with enough **** to slam the headboard against the wall. Orgasm after orgasm slams through the two of you as you lick and bite at each other’s necks, breasts, shoulders, and nipples.

Finally your bodies give out. You collapse against the headboard as Doe falls into your chest. She places a trembling paw on your chest. “Don’t move. I just want to feel you in me for a bit.” So you hold her sweat streaked fur against your scratched and sweaty chest as the two of you quickly drift off.

A buzzing awakens you suddenly as Mark's voice calls you from the intercom. "John, it's nearly time. I'll see you at the pod."