The Feral Struggle (Zprimal & Kiandra_Black)

"The forests around here are still safe, for now. The mountain has done a good job in being a natural obstacle for them to overcome to get to us, since they have to return to their lairs in the day." He said, his eyes watching the mountains where he know the rest of his pack had gone to search and hunt Wendigos before the sun set for that day. He turned to face her, "Of course. No need to be too tense, we are to be mates after all." He crossed the space between them, "I have every intention of making our bonding something worth remembering for our years to come. But that time is not now, not yet. Once your heat begins to grow unbearable, most likely over this weekend, then we will form our bond then. But we could get more used to each other in the meantime."

Colin cupped her jaw, tipping her to face him as he stepped close to her, feeling the heat of her body. He dipped his head down, catching her lips with his, a hand sliding around her hips, pulling her close to him, digging into the fabric of her shirt.

This time, Celine didn't decline his advances, pressing closer into his heat, warming herself as she kissed him back. Her eyes closed, her eyelashes brushing against his cheeks. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, holding her upper body close to his. She smiled as her lips opened a bit, inviting him to play into her mouth.

Her hand gripped his shoulder, and she pulled away to get a breath of air, looking up at him as she got her bearings.
"Wow."
Her voice was quiet, almost a whisper as she licked her bottom lip. Her lips were swollen from the kiss, red and enticing, a certain glint in her eyes as she looked up at him.

Colin obliged, his tongue spearing deep into the warm cavern of her mouth, seeking out her tongue and twining with it. His hands stroked her back, cupping her firm ass, kneading them through the material of her jeans. He kept this up until she pulled back from him for a breath of air. He was aroused, his member pressed up between their bellies through the layer of clothes. He stroked her jaw, marveling in what a catch he had made. This was a blind marriage, yet he found himself greatly please with Celine.

"Wow indeed." He chuckled, leaning down and claiming her lips again. His hands slid traced the top of her jeans, done with acting he could resist her, his fingers sliding into them as he reached the front, undoing the button while taking his time to dominate her tongue with his. He pulled back, turning her around to face the bed as he pushed her jeans down to her knees and led her forward, "Did you miss me?" He arched an eyebrow, his hand on her hips.

As he kissed her again, her own hands started sliding down his back, and one hand boldly cupped his own ass, grinning against his lips as she felt the muscles beneath her hand bunch and tense. She moaned his name as she felt his fingers slide into her tight jeans, and she shimmied her hips towards him as she felt them loosen around her hips.

Then he was suddenly turning her around, and pushing her towards the bed, staggering a bit in lust and the jeans tangling around her knees, and holding her legs together.

"Yes, I missed you. A lot... Especially at night, when I was asleep, alone, on my cold bed." She said, as she pressed back against him, her hands twining up and around his neck to hold him close. Her hips were covered in black lace, the thong she was wearing coinciding with the black lace bra she was wearing on top.

He noted the black lace, tracing them with a purr. "It would seem you've come prepared for our bonding." His hands slid around her waist, feeling the smooth, flawless skin of her belly, getting a feel of her curves, a very promising mate as his instincts told him. He felt the lithe lady before him curve her hands around his neck holding him close. He inhaled her scent, his lips by her ear, "You won't be alone anymore, nor the bed be cold when you sleep for that matter. When we are done with each other." He placed a kiss on her exposed neck, "Maybe you should get out of those jeans, then we can see to about us getting very warm."

He stepped on her jeans, pushing them down to her handles while giving her a nudge forward to the bed, letting her step out of the pool of her clothes before giving her one good shove, enough to send her sprawling onto the bed. He undid his shirt, going through the buttons easily and quickly before tossing it aside and joined her on the bed, his hands catching her by the waist. "You are surprisingly naughty, Celine." He stroked her outer thigh, "I'd have expected someone who is an omega to be more... reserved." he chuckled, toying with her hair.

"Of course..." She said, smirking back at him as her back arched and she pressed her hips into his hands. His touch was causing a chain reaction within her, heating her up from the inside out. His kiss against her neck caused her head to fall forward, giving him enough room for his lips in case he decided to do that again. His words caused her inner wolf to growl, and she smiled as her eyes flashed amber for a second as she shimmied her hips which helped him get her jeans down.

She easily stepped out of them, graceful as always and then caught herself on all fours as he shoved her onto the bed. She looked behind herself and then flipped over as he began to undo his shirt. She smiled at him softly, enjoying the view as he joined her on the bed. She wriggled against him and then looked up into his face at his words, a bit shocked.

A moment later, she grinned and answered, "I've never been normal. My dad hated that about me. I think that's why he chose you as my potential mate. He must have known you wouldn't mind... You don't... Right?" She tilted her head in question as she smiled shyly.

"Not at all," He half lied, his head dipping down to allow his weight to settle on Celine's middle. "I find that those who are too submissive provide little impression since they are already so compliant, instead of say someone who was had her inner flame controlled by her mate." He stroked her cheek with a finger, "And it would seem you'd be of the latter kind." He chuckled, nipping her collarbone and neck. He caressed her outer thigh, sliding upwards to cup her rear, feeling the black lace that she wore. "Look at us, already breaking the agreement between our families to form our bond earlier." He pecked her on her lips, "Not that I particularly care, so long as they will leave us alone for the coming days."

"I'd expect dinner will be delivered to us in an hours time, so no one will disturb us." He grinned down at her, undoing the buttons on her shirt, starting from the bottom up. The plastic discs slipped out easily, and her growled as more of her skin was revealed to him.

"At least it will be a decision we make, and not one our fathers' make for us." She said as she smiled down at him. As he nipped down her neck, she felt her blush spread down, following his lips to color her skin with a rosy pink. Her breasts were held high and firm by the bra she wore, and the clasp was in the front, and not in the back, as she had anticipated this, and wanted it.

Her arousal scented the air around them, and she blushed for a second at the way her smell saturated the area, but then took a deep breath and closed her eyes, relaxing as she realized that this was her mate and he would do nothing to hurt her. Plus, she wanted this, right here and right now. All hesitation fell away, and she lifted confident eyes towards him, grinning back at him.

His fingers hooked under her bra, removing the metal clasp easily. The black material falling away easily as he gazed down at her full mounds. "Hm, when you put it that way it doesn't sound as bad." His hands slid up her front, cupping her full breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples experimentally. He looked down into her eyes, his hands kneading her softly, a growl sounding in his throat, pleased that she was his mate. He released her, undoing his pants and kicking them aside impatiently before placing a kiss on her lips, an arm propping him up as he claimed the cavern of her mouth.

His hand rested on her belly, slipping down to rest on her thigh, then her knee, spreading her gently as he prepared her for his claiming.

As he pinched her nipples, her head fell back, exposing her throat as she moaned his name. Pleasure blinded her senses, but she was able to grasp a hold of her self-control, and she opened her eyes as he growled down at her. She growled at him in response, and then watched as he took his pants off. She kissed him impatiently, and then her arms came up to surround him as she fell into the kiss.

At his touch, her legs spread out, giving him room, as her knees drew up, so she was spread open for him. Her pussy clenched at air as she gasped his name and pulled back from the kiss, staring up at him with trust in her eyes. She was giving him a part of her that she had never given to anyone, and while a part of her was scared, she wouldn't have this moment any other way. She was going to give him her virginity, without hesitation, making a choice in this marriage arrangement.

A smile curved her lips, soft and easy as she looked up at him, waiting for his final move to join them as one. After this there would be no going back, she would belong to him, and he would belong to her.

He crushed her lips with his, pushing her into the sheets, his eyes glowing amber. He hooked her legs over his thighs, his fingers dipping into her heat, coating them with her slickness as though to test her arousal. He pulled back, his eyes casting over her lovely body, flawless skin, the curves of her body, her calling his name with her lust-laced voice only served to sweeten the moment. He spread the fluid over this shaft, aligning himself at her entrance and teasing her with the tip coating it in the juices of her arousal. He growled, low and deep, firm yet possessive. A hand propped him over her, his hips pushing forward with his weight behind the initial thrust. He felt the resistance of her innocence, he thrusts forward, feeling her hymen give and he slipped into her tight grasp.

He groaned softly, feeling her wrap around his shaft, her slicked walls seemingly clinging to him, his glans spearing her open. He could feel her stretch around him, the tightness was exquisite on his cock. He felt resistance, this time building gradually as she fought to accommodate his member. He pulled back, just slightly before thrusting into her. It was not long before his member began leaking precum, a natural aphrodisiac for them both and a lubricant to ease their mating. He took her lips again as he drew his hips back, nearly freeing himself from her grasp before sheathing himself into her pussy, the tip of his member barely pressed against her womb and he growled, knowing it was a good sign for them as werewolves, their bodies were physically compatible.

Celine groaned as she kissed him back. Her feet trailed up over his calves and she made space between her thighs for his bulk. When his fingers dipped into her pussy, and she gave a strangled gasp of his name as her back arched at the that single touch. As he began to tease her entrance with the tip of his erection, she circled his shoulders with her arms, holding on to him.

Her eyes were open, watching him with trust, at that first thrust into her. She felt the pinching pain of her hymen tearing, giving way to his entrance. Her eyes closed as a few tears escaped her eyes. The pain soon gave way to pleasure, the feeling of fullness and tightness inside her, causing her to gasp and clench around him in surprise. She felt her body begin to respond to his touch, and she whined in response to his groan. His kiss caused her mind to become distracted from the pain that still lingered, and thrust her immediately into the full pleasure of the moment. Her body was striving for something, and she began to move with him, pushing herself towards their climaxes.

He chuckled, ignoring her discomfort, knowing it was only temporary. Instead, he thrusted against her, his hand resting on her belly as she bucked against him. He gripped her hips, forcing it to a halt as he snarled, "Easy little one. We have all night." He slid into her fully, reaching to her very core, his hands releasing her as he returned to a steady pace, not wanting to rush it. After all, he figured that they could afford a much slower pace now, since when their instincts kicked in during her heat, it would be feral frenzy, from what he had heard, lasting for a few days. He twined his fingers with hers, pinning a hand down above her head.

"Let's make sure you can savor each moment." He pulled back before taking her again. "After all you have been waiting for this for a good part of the week and this is the first of the many times we'd be like this." He took her lips, this time much more tenderly, toying with her upper lip, his tongue slipping into the cavern of her mouth as his thrusts came deep and rhythmically, taking his time to savor and to pleasure her. He rested his free hand on her hip, loving the feel of her flawless skin against his.

As he snarled down at her, she took a breath and tried to calm herself, looking up at him as she centered herself. She gripped his hand as he pressed it into the bed beside her and nodded, although her heart beat strongly against her throat.

His words made sense, and she smiled shyly up at him, her hips making small minute actions against him, simply building on the feelings between them. She felt her eyes close as he kissed her, his tenderness a balm to her soul as she felt his thrusts deep within her. She gasped his name against his lips, and then opened her eyes to look up at him in shock as he touched a part deep inside her that she didn't know existed, causing a small shock to race through her body.

His hands slid over her breasts, cupping and kneading them as he continued fucking her steadily. He tweaked and pulled at her nipples, working to pleasure her even as he pumped into her, wanting to have constantly moaning his name. By now his entire length and his balls were covered in the mixture of her slick and his precum, her walls tight on his shaft as he began to increase his pace slowly. He leaned down, catching a nipple between his teeth and flicking his tongue over it.

Caron placed butterfly kisses on her jaw, his hand sliding down to where they were intimately joined, his fingers seeking out that tiny pink nub he know would cause her to more pleasure. He felt her jerk under him as he thrusted in a particular angle, a knowing smile forming on his face as he speared his shaft into her repeatedly.

Celine groaned as she jerked again, knowing he was pressing her buttons exactly the way she wanted him to. Her eyes opened to catch the smile on his face. It caused her inner wolf to growl from deep within, and she rose to the challenge, wanting to show him that she was worthy of being his mate, that she was perfect for him.

So the next thrust into him, she rippled her muscles around him, flexing her inner muscles. Her pussy was suddenly strangling his cock, and it caused a chain reaction within her, pushing her almost into her climax, nearly screaming as her eyes widened and her back arched up in shock, loosing her concentration, and causing her pussy to stutter around him. She took a breath and tried to regain her sanity.

He thrusts into her, feeling her clench around him, the friction from their coupling exquisite. His release welled up inside of him. That tension he had wound up snapped, feeling blood surge into his throbbing member, the base of his shaft beginning to swell. Immediately, he felt the overwhelming instinct to seed her. To complete the final few steps which would form that bond between them which would link their very mind and souls. Filling each of them with an insatiable feral lust which would ensure the pair were always close and knowing each other's bodies and carnal needs as if it was their own.

He groaned, making sure to enter her fully, feeling her flex around his girth, his growing knot entering her with little difficulty. The thick bulb swelled rapidly, his size hooking behind her pubic bone, locking him deep within her as his shaft began to throb. He thrusted, feeling himself sink deeper into her, less than a quarter inch. The first of his seed spurted into her, staining the entrance of her womb, her pussy milking him greedily. He thrusts again. Sinking even deeper, pressed to her core, the second spurt positively filling up that tight passage which he was pleased to have as the rightful place he should be sheathed in.

His hips raised up, the knot holding and lifting her off the sheets with him briefly before he thrusted down again, pressing against her hips, sinking deeper into her maddening clutches. His head pressed up against her cervix, a tiny opening dilating where his meatus had pressed against her womb, his seed spurting hotly into her very core. Each release filling her more and more until she was pooling with the stuff. His lips crushed down on hers, his pleased groan strangled as he kissed her hungrily, feeling a strange tingling sensation in his chest as his part of the bond blossomed.

She groaned as she felt him begin to swell within her. Her mother had explained this process, but she hadn't done it justice...

This was... wow...

Her eyes closed and she gritted her teeth as she felt him lock within her, the swollen base of his cock entrenched in her pussy. She clenched around him and as she felt that first splash of his cum inside her, she screamed, finally hit with her orgasm clenching around him as she jerked under him. It was too much and not enough at the same time.

She groaned as he sank deeper, pressing into her as she shifted her hips up, her pussy muscles stretched to the limit, and she can feel how hot his seed is. She pants and looks up at him before he kisses her, her eyes closing under the pleasure again. She kissed him back, and then snapped her head back and panted again as a strange feeling developed where her heart is.

It felt like a flower was unfurling within her chest, and one of her hands came up to cover her breast looking down at her chest, before looking back up at him, shock and awe in her eyes. She smiled shyly, and then she kissed him again, enjoying this feeling as much as the feeling of his cock deep inside her pussy. Her body locked down on his as another climax rushed through her veins, causing her back to arch and a growling howl to slip from her lips into his mouth.

He purred softly, enjoying being so intimately connected to her like this. For now, he felt his lust was sated, though something told him this would not last until dinner.His hands slid around her waist, feeling her arch up against him as her latest climax overwhelmed her. Her walls clenched down on his cock, milking him of each drop of his seed. He caught her lips with his, silencing her howl and moans. He pulled her close to him, lifting her upright to sit on his lap, their bodies pressed flushed together, his knot still throbbing pleasurably within her,that and the sensation of her clamping down on his cock feeling quite pleasurable.

Caron wiped her sodden fringe from her face, tucking it behind her ear before taking her lips again, his tongue twining with hers. His hands constricted on her torso even as he pulled back for breath. His lips curved upwards playfully, "That went a lot better than I thought it would." He still remained tied to her, his knot not seeming to subside anytime soon.

She felt him move her around, and pressed close to him as she suddenly found herself sitting in his lap, which caused his cock to slip deeper into her clenching pussy. She panted for air, and smiled down at him as he wiped her hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear as he pulled her close to kiss her again.

She fell into the kiss, closing her eyes at the intimate feeling of kissing him deeply while his cock was deeply imbedded into her pussy. As they pulled away from each other again, she smiled and tilted her head as she listened to his words. She grinned, the glow of a well-satisfied woman on her face.
"I think that we are going to be very happy, is that was any indication..." She said, smiling at him, before she rested her head on his shoulder, taking in a deep breath of his scent as she kissed his jaw, and then ran the tip of her tongue against the skin there.

She pulled away to ask a question, her innocence clearly apparent, "So... how long are we going to be tied together?" Her eyes looked at his, a lustful curiosity in hers as she titled her head.

Caron stroked his fingers through her mane which tumbled down her back, "It could be minutes or to even a half-hour. And even so, we have quite a bit to go before dinner and until then, I won't be done with you." He nipped the skin of her collarbone, returning her affection with his lips. His hands slipped down her back, loving the feel of their bodies pressed flush against each other, he cupped her rear, moving her in a gentle circular movement.

His head dipped down, his lips locking to a nipple and tugging on it. His tongue swirled against her areola even as his mouth applied suction, teasing the pink tip before alternating to its sister. He pulled back, releasing her breasts. His knot began to show signs of subsiding, softening their fluids trickling down his shaft but not quite enough for him to mate with her again. He scooped up the fluids and fed them to her, knowing that it would only heighten her need as an Omega. His fingers pushed past her lips, having her clean his fingers with her lips. It was an enjoyable affair, even while he was not being pleasured with her body. That he figured would change soon as his member popped free, the knot having shrank and his member softened.

She grinned at his words, Celine nuzzling the side of his head, and whining at the back of her throat in happiness. She felt his hands caress her soft skin, and each stroke caused her to relax even more into his embrace, until she was nearly boneless within his arms.

As he began to move her hips in a circular motion, she sighed his name, enjoying the soft movement. Her back arched, pressing her breasts up and into his mouth, her pussy clenching around his cock softly, as if it were now just time for slow intimate touching. She could feel him softening within her, their combined fluids flooding out of her pussy, and scenting the air with their fragrance.

She kept her eyes on him as he lifted his fingers to her mouth, and her pink lips separated enough to allow her tongue to peek out and lick one finger, as if tasting the fluids that bathed his hand. She smiled as her eyes lit up, the fluids tasting of salty honey, and she easily sucked his fingers into her mouth one by one, licking them clean and leaving them wet and shiny from her saliva. She was so engrossed in her task of cleaning off his fingers, that she was surprised by the pop and rush of fluids from her pussy as he finally slipped his knot free of her pussy.
She instantly felt bereft, but knowing what he had said before, knew that it wouldn't be long before the two of them were knotted together again. She sighed in happiness, pressing closer to him.

He watched, transfixed as she lapped up the fluid eagerly. He groaned, imagining just how it would be like once he had those lips wrapped around his shaft.

He lay back, pulling her down to lay over his chest. He took her lips, tasting the tangy flavor of the fluids which still coated her pink lips. His fingers dipped into her pussy, coating them once more in the heady fluid before feeding her more. The other hand was wrapped around her, trailing up and down her spine. Despite his growing need for her, he was still not quite ready yet, his member remained in a semi-soft state, pressed between their flushed forms.

His fingers combed her hair, rubbing against her scalp. "Your lips are particularly talented, little one." He looked down at her.

"It's amazing what one can learn through books..." She whispered back as she licked his fingers clean of the new batch of liquid. Her pussy gushed again, spilling her liquid over them both as she shifted on top of him, letting her hips sway languidly over him as she enjoyed the caresses over her back.

As he began rubbing her scalp, she sighed and relaxed into his chest, enjoying the feel of his fingers against her scalp, the small massage easily slipping her into a drowsy state, drifting through it as she rested against him. She marveled at how their bodies seemed made for one another, fitting perfectly like puzzle pieces, and she made a note to thank their fathers profusely for making this possible, because they probably wouldn't have gotten here by themselves. She reached behind her, and dipping her own fingers into her softness, she brought up the liquid that spilled from her pussy, painting her lips with it, before sending him a seductive smile, painting his own lips with it, before leaning down and kissing him, her mouth devouring his and cleaning the honey off him.

His eyes watched her greedily as she swayed her hips seductively, drinking in her curves. His hands drifted to her hips, feeling the little movement of her hips tease his member. Inhaling deeply, he took in her scent, it was the scent of her need to be mated again. And as her mate, he was obliged to make sure she was sated, and her to him, even past the point of exhaustion.

He tasted himself briefly as her fingers smeared her fluids over his lips, the taste and scent of sex lingered on his lips before she dipped her head, kissing him. He tasted himself, then the sweetness of her lips. He twined his tongue with hers, willing her to his pleasing. He felt the softness of her breasts against him, her pebble-hard nipples brushing against the expanse of his chest. Even then his member only began to stir. He lay back, his head resting on the pillows and pulled her down against him, a smirk on his face, the fluids she spilled on his lower belly now coated her soft tummy. He pulled her hips up, having her straddle his chest, her pink lips exposed to his gaze.

His tongue speared out, parting her folds. His arms wrapped around her thighs, preventing any form of retreat or resistance from her. He tasted her, with a trace of himself, her scent intoxicating making him want more. He teased the pink flesh at her entrance, lapping repeatedly at her sensitive nub, watching it throb with her arousal as more of her fluids flowed from her. His arms tightened on her, holding her down as he pushed his tongue deep into her pussy, twisting and coating itself with her nectar.