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A Fight For the Worthy (ScarletAngel X SecretSexManiac)

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SecretSexManiac

Super-Earth
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May 12, 2011
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Hopefully in your pants... I'm sorry, someone told
"How many are in there?"

"30... maybe more. Less than 50."

"Hmph. Why so many in one place?"

"They are preparing a ritual, so that we may have extra power to lay a siege on a fort to the north."

"I see. Thank you for the help."

"Yes... now please... mercy..."

"Funny," Lode said quietly as he ran the broadsword quickly through the red and black creature's neck, severing it's throat until it's head popped off from his grip on it's curled horns. "I didn't think your kind even knew the word."

Lode stood and tossed the head aside as it disintegrated to ash, sheathing his broadsword on the back of his armor. The armored suit he wore around his chest was covered in blood and soot, though underneath is was a gleaming silver that fit snugly against his chest and over his shoulders. Chain-mail covered his arms and guards over his forearms were covered in markings that could wound a demon and protected him from hell-fire. A leather armor covered his legs that didn't offer as much protection as his upper body armor, but allowed him more free range movement. His jet-black hair was cut close to his head for practical purposes and covered various scars that he had gotten over the years. His eyes were a pale brown, but his left eye was blue from blindness.

Here stood, a killer of hundreds of demons, a scourge of the church and man, and a warrior.

Lode had recently caught wind of movement from some demons, and after taking one of them hostage and torturing him, he had finally found where they were all centralizing. Usually hunting demons was a long and arduous process, you hunted a single prey for days and then when you found it, you usually had to draw them out to mortal form or kill their host. This would be the first time Lode would be able to make a real strike against their numbers, killing many of them all at once and disrupting whatever plans they had against the church.

Approaching the cottage that had an underground dungeon built from some naturally-occurring caves that the inhuman spawn had carved out, Lode calmly knocked. When a small child answered the door, Lode nicked her face with a blade made of elder wood and she shrieked in inhuman pain before he beheaded her with his broadsword. Stepping inside he quickly dispatched the three other demons, currently possessing human hosts before he kicked in the cellar door that lead down to the dungeon.

Carving his way through throngs of the demons, some inside a human, some in their natural demonic forms, Lode reached the ritual chamber and saw cages filled with supernatural creatures of various shadow and bane. He hesitated for a moment as he gaped in wonder at all the monsters and beasts, allowing the last two demons of the place to tackle him and start beating him to the ground with inhuman blows. His body shook as they pounded him into the stone floor, cracking it with each blow. That was the risk of a demon hunter; you had to keep pressing the advantage or they would turn the momentum of battle against you and that was it. You died.

Except Lode didn't except limits or mistakes. Grabbing a demon by the head and shoving it into his chest plate as hard as he could, it staggered long enough for him to keep his hold on it's head and slam it against his fellow hellspawn. The two fell on top of each other though one of them kicked Lode so that he flew 25 feet into one of the cages. He got up slowly and saw a naked woman, very beautiful, almost glowing, obviously a werewolf. Spitting his blood out from between his teeth and pressing his thumb into the cut above his eye to cauterize it for a moment, Lode swept his arm out instinctively to the left, knowing one of the demons were going to flank him and caught it on the nose. He then stabbed his broadsword backwards, getting the other demon in the chest. Swinging the demon now impaled on his sword at the fellow, he pinned them both into the ground with his sword and grabbed their heads, one at a time, and yanked them off, the runes on his arm guards glowing as he did so.

There. All dead.

Sitting on the floor for about ten minutes, catching his breath, Lode finally stood and released a fairy, cutting her iron prison open with his tempered-steel, demon-slaying sword.

"You are now honor-bound to me imp. You are to release all these creatures and burn this place to the ground. Once that's done, your debt is repaid," Lode explained to her, knowing how the Faerie politics and mindsets worked, and she nodded eagerly before setting off to open the other cages, giving Lode the opportunity to go off and disappear again.
 
It was all a blur as far as Natalia could recall, she'd been hunting then there was the smell of sulfur and she found herself in a silver cage locked away from the moon. She'd sat in that cell for weeks being fed only enough to keep her from passing out. Her think brown hair was tattered from lack of proper grooming and despite that she looked ethereal in the dank dungeon. It seemed after a time that all was lost, her pack could not locate her and without them she couldn't escape the cell alive.

Then when all hope seemed lost she heard the sound of fighting coming from the halls. "My pack has come to save me." she assured the various other creatures who merely ignored her as they'd been doing since she first arrived, or perhaps they didn't speak her language? But what appeared in the middle of the room was not a pack of angry wolves it was a single man, a single man who'd slaughtered every demon in the building as easy as cutting through an injured animal. Her blue eyes widened in obvious interest and she felt a stirring in her body that she could only classify as arousal. Such a strong human....so very skilled. Her predator instinct was making itself known.

When the fairy let her go after he'd departed she almost immediately began to tail him. His scent was easy to catch he'd been sweating during his battle. Ohh he even smelled appealing there was nothing weak about this human and she wanted him desperately. Unlike most of her kind she was actually quite curvy with wide welcoming hips and proud breasts. The only time she needed to wear cloths was when she tried to blend in with humans. Bare feet padded silently in the woods surrounding the now burning building. "Where are you?" she murmured softly raising his nose to the wind and inhaling sharply. "I promise I won't bite." a smirk after that statement because she intended to bite him oh yes. He was the only mate that would do for her.
 
Lode let out a loud scream as he pressed the white hot iron to his leg, stopping the bleeding on a very important artery, but pulling away quickly so that he didn't accidentally cause a second degree burn. Now that his most fatal wound was closed, Lode grabbed the bottle of vodka he stole from those witches four weeks ago and poured it over his entire body, shedding clothing as he poured. Soon he was completely naked from head to toe, though his sword was inches away in case he had to defend himself from demons seeking revenge. Once all his wounds were burned or cleaned, Lode taped himself up, years of practice helping him get the job done in minutes, even though his wounds were many.

Fifteen years of hunting, since he was a little boy and watched his world come apart by blood hungry demons. Fifteen years of running, hunting, searching, training, and shedding blood. So much blood. The only way he had been able to deal with the madness of it all was by starting to like the bloodshed, like the violence, and love the hunt.

"Goddamn hellspawn... I am going to need a bath soon," Lode said to himself quietly before a rustle caught his attention and Lode ran to his armor, gripping his sword as he ran and stopping by the fire as he clasped the chest armor to himself and ran the sword through the fire to heat it up and cause it to glow with supernatural power. "Who is there? Show yourself!"

Every muscle in Lode's body came alive with blood and energy, surging, his large frame imposing even in it's nudity, his cock hanging with a pleasingly long length between his legs, and every part of him covered in scars and battle wounds.
 
It was his scream of pain that called her to him. It had been filled with anguish and in the otherwise silent forest was like a siren's call to the hunting she-wolf. With speed on her side she moved through the undergrowth quickly pausing just on the edges of his camp if she had a tail it would've been wagging but at the moment the moon was new, it was impossible. Backing away from the sword for a moment she gathered her remaining courage and stood. The etheral princess of the were wolves was looking dead at him and she seemed to like what she saw.

"Peace." she said using the human tounge to soothe him. "I mean you no harm at least...not at the moment." holding up her hands she stepped into his clearing. Despite the fact her mouth said peace her body was quivering with the desire to pounce upon the half nude warrior. Her eyes even lingered on his exposed cock for several moments before she spoke again. "My name is Natalia, I am the soon to be queen of the wolf-folk. I merely wanted to thank you for rescuing me. I was certain they were going to skin me alive." Slowly she lowered her hands down to her sides and smiled.

"I wanted to thank you in a way only my people find acceptable. Allow me to grant you sexual release. A warrior of your standing must desire the flesh of a woman on occasion?" she was going the slow seductive way for the moment. Natalia wanted him to lower his gaurd and set the sword down so she could gain the advantage over him. It was a wolf's tactic that much was certain. After all she was alone and as such stood no chance against him unless he was willing to put down his sword. This human man seemed so tired, but at the same time he radiated dominance and power that made the wolf in her want to roll over and expose her belly. "What do you say brave warrior. Just for one night?"
 
His sword lowered slightly as he saw the beautiful naked woman come out of the wood and show herself to him, her ethereal glow and familiar face coming to him in a wave of recognition as the werewolf that he had freed at the demon camp. Every part of her was breathtaking, which was not that rare in the supernatural, but she seemed even more captivating than a regular werewolf. Yes Werewolves exuded proud grace and power, like a giant energy balanced on a pin prick that could topple at any moment upon you, but she was even more so astonishing. Her breasts were large and yet somehow still perky, and her body looked ready take and bear children, his children... he shook off that thought.

"Hmph. Care for me as a token of your rescue? I thought the faerie were proud, but apparently you werewolves are above even their nascent foolishness. I am sorry, but I do not wish to lay with you creature, just go away," Lode said strongly and convincingly though his cock was slightly harder and at attention at the sight of her body and her words. He shoved the sword into the ground, at a distance that it could quickly be grabbed, and without shame took off his chest plate and instead started to put on his runic wrist guards.

"And make no mistake werewolf," he said with his back turned though his senses were alert, showing his confidence and lack of worry at her presence despite her superior speed and strength. "Demons are not like your supernatural brethren, though the Church may recognize you as such. You may be unnatural and an affront to God, but at least you were born here on Earth. Those demons would not stop at skinning you alive, they were going to sacrifice you to a higher master who would have ripped every part of your unnatural soul to shreds."

Lode turned to the werewolf now, his gauntlets on but still naked, waiting for her to leave.
 
When he turned his back her eyes flashed an animalistic gold color. Not only had he denied her invitation he'd showen her his back. That meant he felt she was no threat to him. Merely a minor annoyence that needn't be bothered with. Natalia resisted the urge to snarl and put him back on gaurd. It had once been said it was foolish to deny a wolf-queen when she wanted you. Because if it wasn't given willingly she would sure as hell take it. She crouched down into a offensive position as he spoke her teeth bared in defiance.

"It is not wise to deny me." she warned and half a second later she sprung. Using all the power in her long legs she managed to hit him square in the chest with the bulk of her rather substantial body weight as he turned. She may have looked light but her bones were much denser then an average humans so she packed quite the punch. "What is not given willingly a wolf queen will take if she is so inclined." Natalia growled lunging for his shoulder with her teeth. In her human form they were as blunt as anyone elses, but she had massive strength in her jaw and could break his skin quite easily.

"You will be my mate human, I will make it so!" eyes flashing she started trying to grapple with him, to get him into a position that she could easily dominate him from. The wolf queen did not expect it to be easy, nor was she certain she could turn him the first time if he faught her and she so hoped he would. The woman enjoyed a good fight and she was angry enough that it was exactly what she needed. Growling lowly stared into his eyes it was obvious she wasn't giving up.
 
As she pounced upon him, Lode had to note in that brief second that she looked much more terrifying than she had a moment ago and at the same time more beautiful. A kind of beauty that seemed forbidden and strange, unseen by many eyes, and Lode was caught off guard by it and this allowed her to tackle him to the ground, her surprisingly strong blow and heavy body pushing him down and off-balance so that when he landed, she bit into his shoulder deep. She was not at full strength, it not being a full moon, but it still hurt like no other and his wounds from earlier were at risk of breaking open.

"Your meal shall not come so easily!" Lode shouted, assuming that she was trying to eat him as he did not know of the ritual to turn him into a werewolf required a bite. Grabbing onto her long brown hair, Lode pulled on it to force her head back and keep her teeth away and at the same time allow both of his arms free so that he could hug her to his body and roll over, now laying atop her. "I am far too prepared."

Shouting a prepared latin phrase, his right gauntlet disappeared in a flash of light before reappearing, bare of any carvings. The spell he had activated was supposed to disintegrate demons, but on other supernatural creatures it would work to weaken them and also force them to tell the truth. It would not last longer than a few minutes, but that was more than enough time for Lode to pluck his sword out of the ground and hold it to her neck.

"What is this mate business you speak of cur? Why did you try to eat me?" he asked calmly as he pressed the blade to her neck. Beheading a werewolf supposedly didn't work, they could heal from it, but he had a sneaking suspicion that didn't mean they liked it.
 
Natalia growled lowly with that flash of light, it had blinded her momentarily. Shaking her head she jerked against him sharply and found that despite her best try she was unable to get rid of his weight. What strange magic was this? Eyeing the sword with angry golden eyes she tried to avoid answering him but it spilled forth from her mouth despite that. "You humans always assume wolf-folk want to eat you. Is it because of that Blasted Red Riding Hood Story? If I wanted to kill you I'd have gone for your throat not your shoulder."

Jerking again her eyes narrowed. "You really know nothing about us do you? In order to claim a mate that is not a wolf we must to three very specific things. We must bite, dominate our target sexually and exchange blood. If it is successful they will turn with the next full moon and feel obligated to stay by our sides. I was trying to mate you not kill you, but you ruined it by interrupting the cycle." Natalia seemed to pout and it was truly a heartbreaking expression on such a pretty face.

Then it seemed the spell broke because she shut her mouth at that point but decided not to move for fear of the blade against her neck. Eyeing it she waited for the death or at least a fatal wound that would allow him time to get away. Just because she failed once did not mean she was going to give up. Like all the queens before her she was notoriously stubborn. He was perfect for her she could feel it and he would to if she had to fight him every single night until she got the upper hand long enough to claim him. Demons be damned back to the hell hole they crawled from.
 
Lode listened to her words piteously and with some confusion, but understood that her intentions were more complicated than simple blood lust. For some reason she had chosen him as her mate and even though he was flattered and curious, as well as attracted to her, there was no way he could throw himself into a werewolf caste system or anything like that, he had enough to worry about. His life wasn't happy, but it was simple, uncomplicated, and nourishing to his soul. He fought and killed evil, nothing else.

Once the spell had worn off, he could see that the werewolf was fully ready to continue fighting him, and frankly he didn't want to fight her off. The piteous look she had on her face a moment ago drew out his sympathies, and though he was flattered, he didn't want to hurt her more than he apparently already had. As strong as she was, she was still a woman and he didn't feel right scorning a woman.

Quickly reaching under her back and sweeping her up over his shoulder, Lode picked the werewolf up and tossed her away, her surprisingly heavy form still light to his worked out body. She landed a few feet back from him and he held out his sword pointed toward her chest, the silver bleed gleaming in the firelight.

"Well, if I have interrupted the cycle then you can leave, as I will not let my guard down again and allow you to bite me," Lode said strongly, his wound though bleeding being completely ignored. He looked like a strong and magnificent warrior in the dull light, naked but somehow unbearably strong.
 
Ever the wise beast Natalia knew when it would be pointless to pursue more this night. Slowly she crawled back away from the sword and into the underbrush. When she was clear she stood and vanished into the forest without so much as a look back. This wasn't the last time he'd see her that much was certain. The wolf queen was not one who took rejection easily, especially when he had practically been made for her. Even now as she ran towards her people she was planning. She'd tasted his blood; she could track him anywhere now...

The wolf-folk kingdom was heavily warded with nature magic from their various shamen. It lay in the heart of the forest beneath the largest lake. There they lived and worked using the natural tunnels and caves for transport and houses. It was a lovely place with underground gardens and secret springs not to mention near impossible to get to. She'd been caught well outside of her territory by the demons which was why it had been surprisingly easy to get a hold of her.

Her people of course celebrated her sudden appearance after making sure there was nothing wrong. There had been dancing and singing and quite a bit of food. It lasted over a week and in that week she was restless pacing her chambers constantly. The elders blamed the fact that she was still unmated and desperately tried to set her up but each male failed just like the one before him. Eventually she could take it no longer, slipping on a skimpy outfit comprised of a very fine, rare skin that felt like silk but resembled fur. It clung to her curves to avoid getting snagged on the various branches throughout the forest. With a silver dagger sheathed at her thigh she slipped out one night with only a note. I'm going to find my mate and nothing more.

It wasn't long before she caught his scent yet again closer to the mountains then before. She figured he must've been heading to the small village that sat at the foot. Odd it had been mostly abandoned after a nasty demon attack three months before she was taken. Was he going to reclaim it?
 
Pushing off of the ground while a burlap sack full of stones sat on his back, Lode felt a drop of sweat fall off of his nose and onto the grass as he slowly let himself back down. The wounds on his arms had finally healed enough that he could get back to training and he was pushing himself hard this night, in preparation for the upcoming battle. News had gone across the proper channels that a whole town had been taken by demons, something that interested and worried Lode very much. Once again they would all be sitting in one spot, but once again, it was such a big move. First kidnapping all those supernatural creatures for some sort of ritual, now this... the demons were getting bolder.

Thoughts of the werewolf queen long forgotten, Lode was shockingly unprepared for an attack, wearing only a simple tunic and pants that he was going to wear to infiltrate the village in a few days. The clothing was simple and unprotective, as Lode had surrounded his camp with salt and charms to keep any demons out or from even noticing, though they meant nothing to a werewolf. His sword was still nearby though, as always, though Lode was not focused enough to realize that it was in fact, seven steps away from him, not four as he thought.

"213..." Lode counted softly to himself, the muscles in his back straining and growing little by little, his skin smooth, other than the dark scars, from the recent milk bath he had taken in that brothel. There he had lain with one of the whores and still smelled slightly of her perfume, and he found it pleasant to reflect on it as he trained.
 
After those several weeks amoungst her people she looked healthy and well fed which meant she wasn't going to be as easy to overwhelm this time. Raising her head up she inhaled sharply and scowled. That was the scent of her mate all right but it was accented by another female's scent. Bristling angrily at the thought of him laying with some other woman after denying her she sped up stopping at the edge of his camp hidden behind a large tree.

He seemed to be in some sort of trance doing push-ups in quick succession with very little effort. She smirked softly to herself her eyes flashing gold yet again. Stalking around the camp without making so much as a whisper of sound. Eventually she located a good angle. Jumping over the gaurd line she used her full speed and once again struck him from the side sending the pair of them tumbling away from the fire close the the salt barrier. "How dare you!" she growled. "You've slept with another woman in my abscence I can smell her! You're mine!" snarling she lunged for his arm this time hoping to bite down on it while at the same time using her dagger to cut through the clothing he wore.

Angry was an under statment she was beyond pissed off at the moment. He obviously hadn't understood anything she told him after thier first meeting. A wolf queen did not give up hunting thier mate not until one of them either died or suddenly became unsuitable. There were angry tears in her eyes, something a normal woman wouldn't have done after meeting a man for the first time. But in her eyes he was already hers he'd just yet to realize it, and he'd betayed her trust by having sex with another female.
 
Lode pushed up for the 234th time when all of a sudden his world was flipped over and he was pinned to the ground by an impossibly strong force. Lode immediately did his instinctual defensive and defended his head, and therefore was surprised when his arm was bitten into and he felt his pants being ripped open, exposing his legs and his cock to the open air. He opened his arms for a grapple and finally got his attacker by the mid-section when his sight caught up to what was being said.

"You again?! What the hell are you-" Lode didn't finish as he saw that her face was not only pissed, but covered in tears which threw him off for a second and made him unable to fight back. After all, as much of a warrior he was, Lode was still a man and the last thing he wanted to see was a woman in tears, especially over him.

Lode sat stunned for a moment, defenseless to whatever the werewolf did next.
 
"You obviously didn't understand anything I said!" she growled before biting into the already open wound as though she was punishing him. With her teeth firmly locked around his forearm and knee on the wrist of his other she reached down with her free hand and gave his softened cock a firm stroke from root to tip and then back down again. It could've been a dominance thing but it happened again and again. Her hands were surpsingly soft and seemed to cradle his shaft every single time.

Hopefully he remembered what she said because she was trying to work on the second part of the bonding ritual trying to dominate him sexually but the angle she worked at was awkward it would be easy for him to over power her if he regained his bearings soon. Hot tears continued to fall onto his arm she was still so very angry at him and when she realized she couldn't get anything done she growled and released his arm. This wasn't working out not like this. It would be so much easier if he wasn't fighting her.

Eventually her hand moved away from his cock and she starred down at him still panting her mouth stained with his blood. "Why must you fight me? I can be a good lover I promise. I have more stamina and skill then any human woman. Just submit to me, just once and they you'll be able to do whatever you please."
 
The struggle got a little strange for Lode as he felt her unoccupied hand grip his shaft and stroke it lightly but demandingly, causing it to become harder and harder before she stopped. Her hot tears on his arm felt uncomfortable but also pleasant against the bite wound, and when she made her offer again, Lode saw that disturbing face of pain and pleading sadness that he had seen a few days ago when he forced her to speak honestly, and his memories of the werewolf came rushing back to hit him in the gut. Even completely disheveled and animalistic, she was still one of the most gorgeous women he had ever met. Still, the blood on her mouth was his own, and he was once again reminded that she was not human, and he could not allow her to turn him.

Reaching his leg up, Lode fished his foot up under her armpit and forced her off of him and then pinned her to the ground, holding her wrists with his arms, hopefully having enough weight and strength to restrain her inhuman strength, though he couldn't be sure. His hardness hung between them, slapping her stomach lightly from his sudden movement, the heat stinging against her comparatively cool body.

"I am sorry beast, but I cannot allow you to turn me. I still value my humanity," Lode explained sternly but with a sympathetic look on his face as he looked down on this beautiful creature that valued a wretch like him so profoundly. "If you try to take me, I will fight back."

Despite Lode's words, he could feel the pain in his arm and it was his sword-wielding arm, which was going to complicate things. Not to mention his sword was now very far away from where he had originally been doing push-ups, as well as his other supplies and armor. Plus... he couldn't make his erection go away...
 
She was panting gently obviously excited by the fact she'd actually gotten him hard. As of now the cycle wasn't broken a little fight was always expected in situations like these as long as she was the one that ended up on top it still counted. "How dare you tell me what to do!" she growled bucking her hips sharply and enough to send him down onto his back once again. "I will have you! So help me I don't give a damn if I have to this every single night!"

Her eyes flashed yet again and she was straddling him the heat of her silken core inches above his shaft. "Just give in, I can make it so good for you. No mortal woman can best a wolf in bed." she smirked softly but made the mistake of relaxing her hold for a moment. It was a rookie mistake but this was her first time claiming a mate no matter how old she appeared to be.

"Your body must desire me at least a little bit, otherwise you wouldn't be hard would you. My brave human fighter. She brushed her bare chest over his own. Before she sprung she'd stripped out of her dress to make it easier to get to him. Leaning down she pressed a kiss on his cheek and then his mouth.

((Sorry it's a bit short.))
 
((OOC: You consider that short? LOL)

It was tempting to say the least when she explained how good she could be, and somehow Lode just had to believe her. Her body was just a wonder of inhuman strength, agility, and ability... he had to believe that she really could bring him to such great pleasures, and for such a lonely soul, he was desperate to feel something so extraordinary. This werewolf was not the worst thing he could be giving himself to, could it? After all, it had been years, and that brothel had been a rare treat, and as good as it felt, he didn't like how she demanded her money the next day, it made the whole thing feel un-genuine.

As she kissed at his face and his lips, Lode became lost for a second and gripped her hair, pressing himself into the kiss to feel her lips even more, and rub her erect nipples into his chest even more. Her whole body felt hot, and he wasn't sure if it was something supernatural or that he was just so attracted to her, but it felt good to feel something so real and so warm, but as he gripped her naked ass with his right arm, it twinged with the pain of her bite and he regained his senses.

Using her poor weight-displacement against her, Lode rolled her over and finally reached into his torn pants pocket to pull out a silver bracelet. It was not meant to be a weapon, it was simply a keepsake Lode had, but he was able to use it expertly in that moment, snapping open the bracelet and pressing it down on her wrist and then embedding it into the ground. This way she was pinned to the ground by her left wrist, unable to move or even touch the silver.

"Stay still beast... I will not be tempted..." Lode said panting as he moved away from her frantically and around her, his hardness bouncing in the open air from his movement near her head.
 
When he responded to her kiss she'd been certain he'd given in and she rejoiced albet silently. But she'd made a mistake with her weight and she found herself on her back yet again and this time she was unable to move at all when the bracelett trapped her deceptivly small wrist to the ground. Growling her eyes flashed once more, now the cycle had been interrupted but at least she'd gotten further the before.

"But you are tempted? Are you not? Tempted to taste the pleasure my body as I ride you to completion?" she watched him circle her with interest her eyes zeroing in on his erect shaft and she found herself licking his lips. "Come on it won't be so bad being one of the wolf-folk. You'll be stroger, faster more resiliant to damage. Demons would fall before you in a buring heap. I bet if you tried you could even gain a resistance to your silver sword.

"Come on let me go, please? I just want to please you to teach you what a real woman is capable of." she thrust out her bountiful chest offering herself to him even going so far as to spread her legs as he passed by her lower half. "Please warriror, take pitty on me, and your own carnal desires."

((Shorter then average lol))
 
As she presented herself and thrashed against her bounds, Lode couldn't help his hardness distracting him slightly as he tried to think of what to do next. The werewolf queen was such a supple and buxom creature as she struggled against her bond and her body only shook more with her frantic fighting and Lode shook his head to make the impure thoughts go away. Reaching for his sword and taking off the tatters of his pants, Lode pointed the blade at the werewolf while he tried to think.

"You must think me simple werewolf. It is true that I am a warrior who values strength, but more than that I fight evil, and I had decided before to let you live because you had not wrong me, but you are a part of that evil and I have every reason to vanquish you," he said in his cold hunter's voice before he brandished his sword and swung down at her in a death-dealing blow...

... to strike the bracelet. It came lose, setting her free, and before she could get her bearings, Lode grabbed the werewolf by her hair and flipped her to her stomach, pinning her by the head while his blade hovered above her.

"Now you owe me your life wench, obey me and leave," Lode said softly as he straddled her, his hardness resting between her ass cheeks.
 
It would've probably had more of an effect if he hadn't flipped her onto all fours. It was a naturally submissive postion and while it annoyed her it also gave her a chance to feel just how much he desired her. Despite the fact he denied her advances his body did want her and that was a good sign on her part. It might take a little work but he would let her dominate him eventually and when he did she could take the final two steps in marking him as her mate.

"Do you really want me to go?" she cooed softly grinding her generous backside against his hardened shaft. "Because it seems to me something wants me to stay just a little bit longer." despite the fact the blade was at her back she seemed to enjoy teasing him at this point she was confident he wasn't going to kill her, he wouldn't be able to bring himself to hurt a woman he obviously wanted in bed.

"Come on just let me dominate you once and then you can have me like this all you want." It was evident that she didn't mean for him to be able to dominate her at this very moment. As a matter of fact as far as she was concerned he wasn't worthy to top her until he was one of the wolf-folk.
 
Lode gave a little groan of frustration as he felt the werewolf grind against his hardness and his patience started to wear thin. This was a stupid argument; he was never going to allow himself to be turned into a werewolf and she was apparently never going to leave him alone, and even though he didn't make it a habit to kill anything that breathed, she was still a monster. He was still a hunter. He had given her more outs than he really should have, as the bite mark on his arm attested. She was a dangerous and deadly creature despite her seemingly impossible beauty and ethereal life glow.

Her final comment was the last straw. Let her dominate him? Just... just like that? Did she think that asking nicely was going to change anything? He was a warrior for good but he had his pride as a man and a human, and he wouldn't bend to her whims just because she was beautiful. There had been plenty of demons in the past who tried to tempt him sexually, and he had been able to turn them all down. The difference was that after he turned them down, they tried different tacts of attack because they knew his will was unbendable. This creature underestimated him. He would teach her some manners.

"Let you dominate me? I don't let you do anything you foul little slut," Lode said with some genuine anger as he ripped off the rest of his shirt and tied it around her neck like a leash and pulled, hard enough that on a human it might choke them, before then linking that binding to her arms and tying those together. The effect was that she couldn't let her neck relax or she would pull on her arms, and her arms couldn't pull on the restraints without choking her. The fabric would not be enough to retrain her for long, but Lode finished the effect by picking up the broken silver pieces and scattered them on her back to create an unpleasant and weakening burn.

"You are confused, you are not in a position to do anything bitch. If I wanted you, I would just take you. As a human, not your kind," Lode said with a cocky laugh, daring her to challenge him again. "I don't need powers to break a woman in heat As you can attest," Lode said, referencing the woman he had laid with days ago in the brothel.
 
She growled lowly jerking against the cloth that bound her. The sound of it beginning to give way was already evident. "You do not bind me human!" she snarled "It is not your place!" she jerked again but misjudged and ended up choking herself momentarily. Coughing she stiffened sharply anger making her skin seem to radiate even more then usual. Hissing in pain she stilled even further as the broken silver burned the tender skin of her back.

"You play with things you cannot even begin to understand." she panted out her voice laced with pain from the silver dotting her back. Another low growl followed by a whimper that was far to mournful sounding to be normal. "Get that silver off of me lest it ends up eating through my skin. I will leave you be for now." her eyes were half closed as her body tried to heal the burning skin only to fail at every turn.

How dare her mate think to harm her in such a way. It was truely heartbreaking. Still it only coaxed her to go after him even more, a man like him needed to be dominated, he needed to be controlled. He thought he was invincible because of magical armor and a sword. She would have to teach him otherwise.
 
Anger and pity hit Lode as he heard the werewolf thrash but also whimper solemnly; anger that she still thought so highly of herself but also lowly of him, and pity that she had some sort of misguided attraction to him that was tied into having to conquer him. This werewolf was so confusing to him, so reverent and then so combative, it was very confusing for Lode to take, especially since it had been years since he'd made a connection with someone, and... well, never since he'd had a relationship. A dalliance here or there, but that was all. Never someone who was seeking him to be his mate.

"Alright then, I'll let you go," Lode said to the wolf, brushing off the broken silver pieces and watching as her skin miraculously healed from where they had just sat on her back, hissing and burning with power. "Once you're gone, don't bother me again, please."

Lode unlooped her neck and was about to untie her arms when he suddenly gripped her arms tight and flipped her over, now straddling her naked form with his own, holding her arms above her head before stabbing his silver sword into her bindings, trapping her arms there. She was now prone before him, her naked and beautiful body vulnerable to whatever he wanted, the perfect position for what he planned next.

"Or, I can not be a complete fool and try something else," Lode said with a smirk, kneading her mound softly in a way that women in the past had purred over. "What happens to your ritual and your pride if I dominate you, monster?"
 
This entire thing was a disastor she was supposed to be the one dominating her human mate and instead she was lying on her back starring up at him. "What is the meaning of this? You are a human you are not meant to dominate me." she snarled lowly her eyes flashing straight to the animalistic gold. "Release me human. This is not your place!"

Even as she growled and snarled it was evident she wasn't struggling too much. "Even if you take me human, I will just try again tomorrow. This doesn't change anything." jerking her wrists she hissed as the silver brushed the tender flesh on the inside of her wrist. Stiffening slightly her eyes narrowed in an open challange.

"You want to play like this then so be it, but mark my words I will dominate you eventually." smirking she layed back on the grass and looked up at him. Granted her pride would be wounded and she'd likily vanish for a few days to lick her wounds but she would be back and next time she wasn't going to fall for his tricks.
 
There was a burgeoning anger in Lode that he wanted to lash out with, once and for all. The haughty little werewolf was so sure of her beauty and his desire for her and even when he had the upper hand and every right to demand obedience, she still fought him. She kept speaking of someday, someday, someday, well to a hunter like Lode "someday" was practically a Godsend as he knew that his guts would be ripped from him or his mind would become wrenched free of reality "someday" as long as he continued his one-man battle against demons, but that would never end. As sure as she was about her ability to dominate him and make him hers, Lode was doubly sure that he would die fighting the evil of hell and until then he would fuck whoever he wanted, whenever.

Like right now. "Well then, when you say it like that... I'd better get my fill now, shouldn't I?" Lode asked with an angry laugh as he removed his fingers from her mound and instead gripped onto his hard cock and positioned it at her entrance. Holding it in his left hand, Lode reached his right up to his sword to push it down and back, tightening the binds on the werewolf's arms and pulling it back, stretching her arms even further above her head and baring her large breasts even more in an embarrassingly open position before viciously shoving himself all the way in in one stroke.

Lode couldn't be sure if there was anything too different about werewolves and humans when it came to sex, but one thing was for sure: this werewolf was the tightest he had ever had. He cringed slightly at the pressure around his cock which was almost too much too bear, making every nerve fire off at once and cutting off the circulation and making it impossible to even think about cumming, let alone moving. Not wanting to be bested though, Lode covered up his momentary weakness by reaching his hand down to the werewolf's rosebud and slipping his finger in, pulling on the side to loosen it and press on a pleasure point. Normally he wouldn't be so forward with women, and would only do that with permission, but this was different. He wasn't having a lay.

He was fucking this girl.

Using the leverage from his grip on her ass, Lode started shifting, carving circles in the werewolf's cunt with his dick, scraping against every part of her pussy. His face was strained, his neck bulging only slightly from his efforts while his head bowed in focus, like in battle.
 
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