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Then his strong tongue pierced into her passage, his cold nose against her clit. Wulfee couldn't help the whimpers that came out of her, her whole body feeling hot.
It was then that she realized what was happening to her. She was in the beginning of her monthly heat. Ancient instincts prevented her from fighting Anubis off. Her nostrils were filled with his strong, healthy male musk, mixing with her suppressed desire for him, she couldn't stop herself from getting moist. She was breathing raggedly, filling her sensitive nose with more of his scent.
Anubis licked within her eagerly, lapping at the moisture that welled up within her. She knew with his nose against her slit that he was being affected by her change.
In a civilized situation, she would hide away while she was in this state, as all monoshifter females did. Even if she did come out for any reason, the men knew well enough to resist their instincts, to cover their noses and avoid her. But here they were in the wild, and Anubis had intended to do this to her anyways. This just gave him even more incentive.
Finally, his eagerness was too much to bare, and he withdrew his tongue, standing up so that his hip was equal to hers. His muscular arms wrapped around her, preventing her from escaping him. She could feel the intense heat of his gender against hers. It had slipped from his sheath, engorged and throbbing against her now.
Breathing hard, Wulfee looked up at Anubis with terrified and lustful eyes. She shook her head at him, silently begging him to stop. His response was a deep, sadistic laugh. He stroked her plume of hair, grinning.
"Poor little mutt. Your suppressants just had to wear off now of all times."
Then he leaned forward, lining the head of his rod with her opening, sliding in in a single, slow push as he growled in her ear, feeling her whole body shudder as she moaned.
"I'm going to fuck you, Wulfee, and you'll be carrying my pups by the end of it. Fuck, you're so tight."
Wulfee's heart pounded in her chest almost as hard as Anubis pounded her slick passage. She couldn't help but moan and whimper. He held her tightly, not allowing her to pull away. He was lost in the sensation of the heat within her body, his nostrils filled with her intoxicating scent.
He growled deep in his chest when he felt the walls of her tight passage undulate around his gender, pulling him deeper into her. Her whimpers and moans were ragged and desperate, her hips thrusting back at him. Her climax was intense, her whole body trembling in his arms.
Anubis slowed, panting heavily, though he grinned at her. He snickered breathily.
"Does it feel good, bitch? My cock so deep in you? Huh?" He growled into her ear, his voice low and harsh. He sped up, pounding her mercilessly as he kept talking. "You like it, don't you? And all this time you made me believe you didn't want me. For two weeks you had your chance to seduce me. You were just waiting for the right moment, waiting to come into heat so it would be that much better for you. You must be quite the temptress at home, huh, bitch? You must have had a long line of males waiting for their chance to take you to bed. I can bet you were never lonely or cold at night. It must have been torture to have had no one for two long, lonesome weeks."
Wulfee's ears burned with humiliation. She shook her head, wanting to tell him he was a cruel jerk for doing this to her, that she had only been bedded once before. But she wouldn't have been able to say it even if her muzzle wasn't bound.
She moaned loudly as she felt another climax well up under her navel, the head of Anubis' cock stoking the fire inside of her body. As the exquisite rapture erupted through her whole body, she heard Anubis' deep rumble against her ear again.
"It turns you on so much, doesn't it, mutt? That you're being fucked by your enemy? That you're going to be impregnated by me? I'm going to make you my slave, mutt. I'm going to fuck you whenever I want, and you're going to have my pups."
His voice was strained, his own release getting near.
Wulfee moaned again, feeling his strong jaw close on the curve of her shoulder, his fangs sinking through her thick fur, grazing her flesh. His whole body shuddered against her, his cock throbbing deep inside her. She could feel the pulsing heat of his seed and despite herself, her body reacted, the walls of her passage undulating again to draw him deeper still.
It took a minute before Anubis finally released Wulfee, slowly withdrawing from her. His rod hurriedly retreated from the cold air back into his furry sheath. His fur was mostly dry by now.
He stepped out of the water, roughly dragging Wulfee to her paws. She stumbled, her legs weak. She whimpered, ashamed that she had enjoyed his violation, ashamed at having been so used, and yet her slit still quivered, aching for more of him.
He hauled her back to camp, his voice gruff.
"Sit, mutt."
Wulfee sniffled, obeying him. She sat on the ground, her tail tucked between her legs. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling his thick fluids leaking out of her, sticking to her fur.
He went to his M.A.S. And withdrew a new length of rope, snorting as he tied one end around a tree. He then slipped the other end around her throat, giving it a threatening tug so that it choked her for a second.
"You try escaping again, mutt, and I will make sure you do not enjoy the next time I fuck you."
With that, he turned away, tossing a few more large sticks on the fire before melting into the darkness of the forest.
Wulfee sighed, her ears still burning at all the hurtful things he had said to her. She prayed desperately that this was not a fertile heat. Despite how humiliated she felt from his insults, she found it aroused her. She had no idea why it would.
Above her, the sky was glowing a deep, satin blue, the trees like black paper cutouts against the soft velvet luminosity of dawn. Wulfee was exhausted, her eyes barely able to stay open. She wiggled her way to the tree that she was tied to, planting her back against it.
She didn't notice Anubis' return, didn't know he brought meat from the dead gregnin with him. He glanced at her sleeping form, getting around to cooking the flesh. When he had it sizzling next to the fire, he strode over to Wulfee, looking down at her. Her tail had relaxed in her slumber, laying over her lap now.
His nose twitched with the scent of her heat, still overwhelming. It just had to be his luck that she would go into heat while they were out here in the wilds.
Sighing, he stood up, walking away from her. He would let her sleep a little. He could certainly use some himself. He had hardly slept while he had been tracking her down. The whole time he had pursued her, he had intended for this to happen, had wanted to take her and use her and humiliate her. But the last thing he wanted to do was return her to his superiors. He didn't like the way they tortured their prisoners. She was just a Corporal, and they had already captured a few of those. They had no important information. His superiors would break her, and they would get nothing out of her.
Sighing, he made sure the meat wouldn't burn while he took a nap. When he woke, he would enjoy his prey some more before continuing the journey back. That thought made him smile as he closed his eyes.
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