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The hunter and the hunted

He gowled,some saliva dripping down upon her. As she was dazed and helpless he lifted her up.His claws digging into her clothing and with little effort he rendered the clothing, stripping it away from her body. First it was the many belts that held her weapons, he tore them away and tossed them aside.
 
She made a soft sound of disgust when she felt the warm saliva drip down onto some of her bared skin but she wasn't coherant enough to fight back just yet as she was lifted up into the wolfs paws, her body hanging limp. She felt his claws prick her skin but not pierce it as he stripped away the protective layer of leather that covered her body and her weapons were tossed out of her reach. Because she was limp in his arms, it was easy for him to remove her clothing.
 
This was strange behavior for any werewolf. Normally they simply killed there prey on the spot, unable to control themselves. He however carefully stripped her, well as careful as a seven foot werewolf could. He left light scratches on her, but soon she was defenslss, only shreads of her former outfit left to cover her.
 
Nikkola softly groaned as she began to gather her wits and she blinked slowly before looking up at the were wolf as she shivered in the cool night air, not yet realizing that she was nude except for scraps of her clothing. Because of the way he held her and her body was limp, it caused her back to arch just so and her breasts jutted out temptingly while she slowly lifted her hands and pushed at the werewolfs chest with a soft groan.
 
The werewolf growled, before she could react she was pushed into a fallen tree that had been down for some time now. His teeth gently touching her skin, but they never plunged into her flesh.
 
She softly yelped in pain as the rough bark of the fallen tree touched her skin and she tensed when she felt the sharp teeth touch her skin, her eyes finally focusing on him and widening as she realized that she was naked. "Oh god." she gasped, some of her long silky black hair falling in her eyes.
 
He eemed to realize she became conscious once more. With a growl he let her go, oddly enough he had the instinct to chase. He wanted a struggle, a really hard one before he took what he wanted.
 
Once he released her, she backed away and covered herself with her arms the best she could while staring up at the werewolf with wide eyes. She was scared. She had none of her weapons and now she was naked. Once she was several feet away from him, she turned and took off into the trees but because she couldn't see too well in the dark and she was still a little dazed, she didn't know if she was running towards town or deeper into the woods as she ran, using the light of the moon to the best of her advantage.
 
He was a bitpleased she only ran deeper into the woods, in fact he knew full well where she headed. He didn't chase directly after her, he went off into another direction, knowing at some point he could cut off her path. She was running to a familiar clearing, not so much a clearing as it was just a small patch of forest that had been burnt a few years back and was now regrowing, but the plant life was smaller and there was more room.
 
She ran... well, rather stumbled through the woods. As she ran blindly, she felt branches whip at her skin and thorns cut at her skin every now and there, her hair getting pulled when it caught on the trees once in a while. She panted heavily and looked around wildly. Her running from the werewolf was only helping to tire her out more.
 
He waited for her, having reached the place he knew she'd be. Lucas would have never known where to go, in his different forms he had seperate memories, though at times either one did manage to remember a few things from the other. As she stumbled into the clearing he struck, knocking her from under herself and she stumbled forward nto the ground.
 
As she stumbled into the clearing, Nikkola looked around before being tackled from behind. With a yelp she fell to the ground and hit it hard with a soft ground as small rocks and twigs dug into her bare skin. Shaking her head to clear it, she blinked and placed her hands on the ground as she tried to get up.
 
A han, nearly big enough to cover her entire face, shoved her head down into the ground. Despite herself her back was arched up with her rump in the air. She may not have realized it yet, but this werewolf had no intention of eating her, or at least not yet.
 
She gave a cry of pain and discomfort as her head was shoved down into the ground and her hands came up to scrabble at his wrist, trying to get her head free as tears of fear filled her eyes. Because of her slightly akward position, her upper body was pressed against the ground while her rear was up in the air almost as an invitation to the werewolf.
 
He growled, lustfully though to her it woul be any old growl, her backside presented to him and as he looked down at his striggling prey he slowly grew excited. Females were scarce if even any still existed. Gently something large touched her entrance. (guess it's obvious to state he's bigger this way)
 
She whimpered softly and stuggled some more when he growled at her. But the moment she felt something touch her entrance, Nikkola felt her blood run cold and she closed her eyes tightly, suddenly realizing what the wolf was going to do to her. (Yeah.)
 
He growled as he pressed the thick tip of his member against her tight folds. It was lucky that she had held out so long, despite her activities the night befoe it proved difficult, nearly impossible to push in.
 
Another whimper escaped her lips as he pushed against her tight folds, her body trembling as she whimpered. Slowly she could feel her body stretching a little as he pushed into her. "Stop." she pleaded.
 
He didn't seem to understand, or care. The lac of strugglinh she made told him she realized it was a losinf fight, or he fully submitted. As she pleaded with him he growled his hips lurching forward, he gave a howl as suddenly she stretched wide as the thick tip buried itself in.
 
Hands gripping the fur of his arm tightly in her hand, Nikkola tugged at his hand that was holding her head down, tears forcing their way from beneath her tightly closed eyelids. As he lurched his hips forward and pushed the thick head of his cock into her, she cried out in shock and discomfort.
 
He lifted his hand from her head, one grabbing her hip roughy as the other took a hold of her ankle and lifted her leg. He grunted, moving his hips forwardonly to slowly penetrate her tight hole. The akward position only making it less comfortable for her.
 
The moment his hand was off her head she tried to pull herself away only to be grabbed roughly at her hip and ankle. She grunted as her leg was lifted and it twisted her back a little. With her leg lifted, she was less comfortable but it opened her body to him a little more which would allow him to push into her a little easier. Nikkola felt his shaft slowly stretching her wider and wider the deeper he went.
 
He pulled her lef, using it to get deeper and deeper into her. Despte her discomfort her bod began to do it's natural job and her slit began to grow slick and damp. His member pushed in more and more until he was about hlf way in. To her good fortune it seemd to be enough, for now, and his hand let her leg go as he began to pump his shaft in and out of her.
 
As her slit became wet and began to aid him in his movement, some of the discomfort she felt went away but it still caused a dull ache between her thighs. Tugging weakly at her leg to try and pull it from his grasp but all she managed to do was pull her body back towards him until he released her leg. Her hands gripped the grass beneath her tightly and she bit the back of her hand as he began to pump in and out of her tight body. As he moved, she cried out.
 
Hearing her cry out seemed to only aid him. He loved the soun o a young girl screaming. He liked it when his prey tried to fight it. His length got slicke an slicker from her insides and soon a soft wet sound began to come from her cunt. He growled pushing into her harder as the friction grew less and less.
 
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