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On the Hunt (BeauteousDeath/Me)

Crystal ignored, or tried to anyway, him as he groped her other breast. Then cried out in pain as he thrust into her harder than before. It was too much, all of it was too much, tears were streaking her face, going into her hair as he took her. She then gasped as he reached between them to tweak her clit, and without realizing it, she arched her back off the bedding, her hands clenched in it, as she groaned and gasped. The pain had dissipated and she was quickly feeling just the pleasure. She knew, in the back of her head, that Ulrick was apparently trying to make sure of this. After long, long moments of this going on, she gave into it. At least for now, or at least with him, she wasn't sure which yet, but she gave into it and she ended up letting the bedding beneath her go, amber eyes closing as she tipped her head back again, her back slightly arched off the bedding and she buried her hands in his fur, fingers clenching in it, gripping it and even pulling, but not to get him off of her, she was starting to enjoy it. The moans, groans and cries of pleasure accented with a bit of the pain she still felt, was evidence of her enjoyment. Who knew how long it would last though?
 
Finally, after she cried out in more pain, she began to groan in pleasure. He knew just what buttons to push to get her motor running. He would need to be sure and remember. The clitoris was the key to making her compliant. She writhed under his touch and against his thrusts. Everything was going just as he preferred it. He licked his lips before leaning forward. Now that she was more receptive to the pleasure, he felt it was safe to be a little more intimate. It wouldn't hurt to do so. Especially if she was to be his mate. He pressed his heavily muscled torso against hers. He loved the feeling of her smooth skin against his furred body. Ulrick's tongue once again slipped from his maw and lapped at her lips, seeking entry.

"Come on, baby," he growled smoothly, still tweaking her clit. "Open up for your lover."

He increased his pace, thrusting harder and harder into her, hoping to press deeper, rotating his hips more vigorously. As she began to pull on his fur, a pleasurable chill traveled down his spine.

"Ooh, yeah Crystal," he growled. "That feels so good! Keep going, and don't be afraid to scratch!"
 
She turned her head away from that lapping tongue, but she did still cling to him, moaning as he had pressed down onto her more, her arms came up from underneat his own, grasping and gripping at his shoulders while she pulled on the hair, grunts sounding from her throat as he thrust more fully into her, moaning and groaning as he rotated his hips, grinding his cock into her, moving it within, hitting very sweet spots. She was panting between grunts, and groans, her hips lifting to meet his, as she arched off the bedding, pressing into him even more, and relaxing against it before repeating the same move again and again. That pressure continued to build, at first slowly, but then it started to build quickly, and she felt a fire within her, burning hot and spreading over her entire body, starting from the middle somewhere.
 
He could feel her body growing hotter and hotter. Perhaps she was approaching the climax? He, on the other hand, wasn't quite finished. She wasn't giving him access to her mouth which was a little more than disappointed. What was a kiss between mates? He growled softly and leaned toward her ear, quickening his thrusting and rotating pace once again.

"So babe, no kissing? Or would you prefer something else in your mouth now?" he began before giving her nub a little harsher attention. "Come on, it's not nearly as fun if you don't play along."

It was true. The more she resisted, the less pleasure he was finding in it. Sure, being rough was fun and all, but he could only enjoy it if she was in on it as well. He gave a look to his pack mates that showed that was becoming less excited about the idea of sharing her. It wasn't possessiveness, it was merely disappointment. The other wolves started to back away, looking disappointed as well. It wasn't that they were waiting for their turn now. They just hoped that she would be good stress relief. Maybe, if Ulrick tried one more time...

"Come on, Crystal. Work with me and I won't throw you to the wolves," he grumbled. "Think about it. Will your human group take you back now that you've been taken by a wolf demon? With that in mind, do you think you'll survive ten minutes out in the wilderness while you even try to find your party? Stay with us, embrace the situation and things will be much better for you. Trust me."
 
She lifted her head and buried her face in his neck as she continued to writhe under him, jerking a bit when he was a little harsh with her sensitive clitoris. Still, she didn't move her face from his neck, "Stop.. threatening me..," she whispered softly, panting in his ear as she slid her hands from his shoulders and down his sides, than back up along them and to the front of his shoulders and into the fur on the sides of his head, she tilted her head back as she cried out with pleasure, then screamed with it as that pressure burst, the fire consuming her. Her legs wrapped tightly around his hips as she pulled on the fur she had a grip of, amber eyes still closed as she turned her head toward his, pressing her lips to the side of his snout, high, soft moans heard between pants as he continued his thrusting into her.
 
Crystal seemed to start to get into the groove now. He felt her lean her face against his muscular neck. She seemed to finally start enjoying what he was doing to her. Her body continued to wriggle and jerk under his and he loved that feeling by itself. She whispered in his ear, demanding he stop threatening her. He understood why she would be frustrated by it. Nobody like being threatened too often. He just wanted to be sure she didn't get any funny ideas about running away. Her hands began to slide up and down his body. It felt so good. Suddenly, she convulsed, crying out in ecstasy. He felt her body clench around his shaft and her legs wrapped around him, pulling him in deeper. He felt a jolt of pleasure as well as her walls gave a vice-like grip. The closeness was nice as well. Intimacy wasn't too bad after all. Still, he continued to thrust into her with as much speed and power as he could muster. He felt her lips press against his snout as she panted and moaned with pleasure. He seized the opportunity and slipped his tongue between her lips, exploring her mouth with gusto. After several more thrusts, he felt his muscles tighten and before he could stop anything, he felt his body convulse and his shaft unleashed wave after wave of his hot load. He howled in extreme pleasure, tapping into his most primal soul. He continued to thrust into her, making sure that he emptied every bit of his seed into her. He was panting heavily now, his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

"That...was fantastic!" he growled, earning triumphant cheers and howls from his pack-mates.

They still weren't sure if they would get a turn, but they weren't going to push it. Whatever the leader wanted, he got.
 
Crystal continued to cling to him as he fell over that same edge he'd pushed her over. She shivered beneath him, her hands moving to the back of his head, fingers buried in his fur as they laid there, him over her, panting. Another shudder went through her body, her walls still gripping him some as the aftershocks coursed through her. Her head was hidden from the rest of the pack by his own head, and she wanted desperately to make a deal with him as those aftershock shudders turned into trembling. She was sure they wouldn't be like him. She was sure that they would get too carried away and hurt her even more. Already, she was starting to feel the soreness from Ulrick taking her virginity, and his thrusting. Hips crashing into hers. She knew if that the others took her, they wouldn't care if she got anything out of it or not, they just wanted to let their own load into her. She gripped his fur in her fingers as she pressed her face to the side of his neck again, "Please....," she said in a very small voice, "Don't let them...," she finished, her voice still very small, and trembling with the fear she felt in the rest of her body.
 
While she was still reeling from their sexual encounter, Ulrick felt fantastic. Having taken his first mate, he felt pretty close to her now. Sure, she was still a captive, but he felt like he could be gentler with her now. He was about to pull out of her when he felt her grasp at him once again. He felt a small amount of pleasure as she pulled his fur and pressed her face against his neck. Was she wanting another round? Already? He thought that until he heard her whimper to him. She didn't want to be given to his pack. He looked out to the crowd. They looked like they were already moving onto other things. They didn't seem like they wanted to take her now. That was fine. She didn't want it, and he was becoming rather possessive himself.

He didn't realize just how wolf-like they all really were. He gave her neck a gentle lick.

"That's alright. You're mine now. Look at them...they don't seem to want you anymore," he muttered. "You won't have to suffer them. Still, you have to stay with us now."
 
She did as he said, and looked over to the rest. And sighed in relief as she fell back onto the bedding. Her expression was a mixture of hate, hurt, resignation, and even gratitude. She hated him for doing what he did, was hurt by him in a few different ways. Resigned into staying with them, after all, she was sure she'd be shunned and called slut if anyone else found out about it. Others still would end up just forcing themselves on her. She didn't see it happen. But she'd heard of it happening before.

"None of them will try?" she asked him softly, needing that reassurance that they wouldn't try to take her. While she didn't like the idea of being Ulrick's possession.. she liked the idea of being passed around and used, even less.
 
She appeared very frustrated. He understood why she would hate him. He took away any future she had with her group...well, any normal future she might have had, anyway. He gave her another lick before slipping his now spent shaft from her womanhood. He then lied down on his side, his back to the pack. He held Crystal in his arms and gently let his hands grope her body a bit more as he began to relax. Even now, post coitus, she looked so hot and beautiful. He leaned forward and licked the base of her neck.

"Not as long as you remain by my side," he reassured her. "And as long as none of them are stupid enough to make that mistake. To try and take my woman is punishable by death. It's betrayal."

His left hand eventually settled on her hip.

"So you will stay? No more fighting?"
 
"Go back and look forward to being shunned? Or just forcibly taken again?" she asked with a sardonic tone as she rolled her to side, her back to him and she shook her head, "I'm in hell no matter where I'll be.. may as well be in this one...," she continued on. She brought her arms up to rest her head on them, and turned her face into her arms, bringing her knees up to her chest to curl into a ball. She hadn't been with that group for very long, but it had seemed promising. She thought that she may have found a home finally. Only to be snatched away from it, having hope torn from her. Crystal then tried very hard to not cry. She really did, but it happened anyway. Quietly.
 
She did have a point, but her tone wasn't appreciated. He wished that she would at least sleep face to face with him, but no. She just wanted to retreat into herself right now. That was fine. She would have to open up sooner or later. Even as she lay beside him in the fetal position, he embraced her and rested his head on top of hers, trying to comfort her in some way. He knew it was a long shot, but he wanted to see if she would warm up to him. As she began to cry quietly, he embraced her a little tighter and brought his body to surround hers, effectively spooning her. He then eventually let himself drift off into a rather uneasy sleep.

Sure, he had spectacular sex with his new mate, but his men hadn't been around a woman in this way. This could be a problem.
 
As Ulrick wrapped an around her, she tensed, but then just let it be as he pulled her in a little tighter to him, then curled around her. Eventually, she fell asleep. Realizing the irony in how she was finding a little bit of comfort in him.

The next morning she woke up feeling more than a little tender, and extremely warm. It took her a few moments to remember what happened the night before, and when she remembered, she tensed, realizing it was Ulrick that was keeping her warm, curled around her. She slowly opened up her amber eyes and pushed back some of the coppery curls that had fallen out of her low pony tail during the events of the night before, from her face.

Crystal looked around for her clothing, the shirt was salvagable, barely. Everything else was beyone repair and no way could she put them on. She could have the shirt on like a jacket almost.. if she had another top to go underneath it, but she needed something for her legs. She supposed a blanket would have to do. Seeing that the rest of the pack was still asleep, hearing it too with the snores, she sat up and grabbed a nearby blanket, slowly moving out from Ulrick's arms, trying to not wake him. Once she was done with that, she stood and quickly wrapped the blanket around herself, much like she used to with a towel before the world went into chaos. Then she slipped the black, long sleeved tee on like a jacket. It would at least protect her arms. Thankfully.. her sneakers survived, so she slipped them on.

Once she was done with that, she pulled her hair tie out and fingered through her hair, trying to get the rest of the knots out, but she left it down for know, hair tie around her right wrist. That done, she started tip toeing around everyone and headed for the exit of the cave. Hoping she had awakened anyone.

She was hungry, and she didn't plan to go very far, but she thought she'd go search for some food that she could eat. She had no idea what they ate, and didn't wish to eat the same thing in case it was just raw meat.. or worse. Human flesh. She shuddered at that thought. She meant what she had said to Ulrick the night before. If she was going to be living in a hell for the rest of her life, it may as well be the hell with him. At least with him, she thought perhaps he would be a little gentle. She couldn't even count on that much with her own kind. Pathetic.
 
The entire den was sleeping, save for one wolf. Sly, the wolf Crystal had nearly injured in the most humiliating way. He watched her with cold calculating eyes as she ventured off for food. He had assumed she was attempting to run away. If that was the case, death would meet her. Before Ulrick could sink his claws into her, however, he was going to get revenge. He was going to ravage her, make her cry, make her miserable. She was going to feel the full extent of his wrath. His fur raised as he began to rush out of the den, stalking after his soon-to-be victim. He was snarling as she came into view, drooling as he began to dash after her.

He leaped with all of his force, much like the first time.

"You filthy wench! Abandoning our leader so quickly? After you nearly bit my dick off?!" he growled before roaring in her face as loudly as he could.

He then grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. His shaft stood erect, already almost completely healed from his injury. He quickly penetrated her, not bothering to try and get her ready for his size. He wasn't nearly as large as Ulrick, but he was brutal. He began thrusting immediately, looking to cause as much pain as he could. He held her hands with one hand then reached down with his now free hand to seize her throat, threatening to choke the life out of her.

"I'll save Ulrick the trouble of killing you, bitch! Maybe you should've thought twice before trying to rip off my cock!"
 
Crystal was pummeled to the ground, knocking the wind out of her, then she was suddenly flipped to her back. She'd had no warning whatsoever. She managed to get a breath in and let out a scream as he shoved himself inside of her, the scream was louder and more full of pain then when Ulrick entered her. She hadn't thought that to be possible. She couldn't hit, bite or kick, and her scream was cut off suddenly as he wrapped one hand around her throat, thrusting into her violently. Not a single sound could me made from her as he hurt her repeatedly. She tried to get out from under him, trying to buck him off of her, but he was too strong, too big and too heavy, she didn't even make a nudge. Crystal also shook her head to try to free her throat from his hand, fighting to get air, to breathe. Her face was turning red, then purple, and her vision was narrowing. Tears streamed from her eyes. Caused by the pain being delivered in already very sore and tender areas, and by the fact she thought she was going to die now.
 
The traitorous wolf was a fool. He made as much noise as possible, roaring at her, yelling at her, and allowing her to scream. Ulrick would have to be deaf to not hear it. He was alarmed enough when he found his bed was vacant. Once he heard Crystal's scream, he darted through the cave, occasionally stepping on some of his own pack, waking them rather unpleasantly. The traitor was going to pay for this.

---

Sly had to admit, Ulrick did have good taste, even if she was a stuck-up bitch. As he thrusted into her and watched as her face began to change color, he pulled out and straddled her hips, grasping his erection in the hand he used to choke her, and began pumping it faster and faster until he came, showering his tainted seed on Crystal's body. He howled with pleasure, arching his back and baring his fangs. Now, it was her time to die. He was just about to lunge downward and sink his razor sharp canines into her throat when he suddenly felt a sharp pain through his stomach. He looked down and saw a clawed hand protruding from his abdomen. He weakly turned and saw that it was his leader that had impaled him. He opened his mouth to protest, but Ulrick gave him no chance. He yanked the bleeding wolf from his mate and slammed him onto the earthen floor.

Ulrick extended his claws and began to rapidly slash at various places on Sly's body. Blood spurted in every direction, including on Ulrick's fur. Sly was still alive despite his mortal injuries and he was far too weakened to fight back. To seal his punishment, the pack leader took Sly's throat into his powerful jaws and snapped his neck, despite its thickness. Once the deed was done, he turned to the woman that was so savagely victimized by one of his pack. She couldn't be feeling good, but he needed to hurry and bring her back to the den. Her blood would likely attract some demons. He moved quickly, swooping her into his strong arms and ran back to the den, leaving Sly's corpse to the elements. Once inside, the other members of the pack crowded together, but cleared a path for Ulrick to walk. They were sniffing her now, not because they wanted her like before, but because they were wondering what had transpired.

Most were surprised when they caught the scent of Sly's musk and blood. One less wolf.

Ulrick gently laid Crystal on their bed, grabbed a pelt and began to clean the blood and semen from her body. A stern look was on his face. Without looking into her eyes, he spoke.

"Why were you out?"
 
Crystal couldn't even move or make a sound when he released her throat. Couldn't even summon a disgusted reaction, or a fearful one for that matter has Sly spilled his seed all over her. She was just trying to gasp for air through her now very sore, and most likely bruised throat. Even though she knew she was going to die when she saw the bared teeth coming at her. But then it stopped, and a spray of red showered over her. Eyes closed as she felt the spray fall on her face. That was all she was able to manage. Then she felt herself be lifted and she opened amber eyes, long copper hair cascading like a waterfall over his arm and shoulder. She pulled in a deep breath, wincing as the air stung her throat, and the movement hurt around her ribs. They must be cracked.

She turned her face into Ulrick's shoulder as he carried her back into the cave, hiding her face from the rest of his pack. She tried very hard to not look at him as he started to clean her off. Until he spoke. Then she did look at him.

"F-food..," she whispered hoarsely through her bruised throat. She didn't even want to look at the rest of her body. She was positive he was going to toss her out now, or let the pack have her. She had to have been ruined. She certainly felt as though she were torn apart between her legs. Crystal felt the blood there as Ulrick had carried her.

"S..so... Sorry...," she managed to get out, her look was pleading, amber eyes shimmering behind the unshed tears. She wanted to scream with the pain she was experiencing, wanted to rage for what had been done to her by both him and by Sly. Though given a choice, she would have far preferred Ulrick. At least he was more gentle. In his own way. Compared to the other Wolf Demon. She looked away from him then, closing her eyes, spilling the unshed tears through closed lids. The way she turned her head exposed her very bruised neck and throat. What was worse.. she felt she couldn't move.

She supposed having the life choked out of you would do that. Plus, the left side of her rib cage hurt something fierce. If she were unclothed yet again, Ulrick would see a large bruise from where Sly had crashed into her.
 
Ulrick wanted to yell at her. He specifically told her not to leave. He told her she couldn't leave. This was proof of that. Still, seeing her in this pathetic state...he couldn't yell. He couldn't roar. He couldn't hit her. He couldn't do anything except scold her in a stern voice. That was the best he could do.

"Don't ever leave this den without an escort that I send with you, understood?" he growled. "This was what I was trying to avoid. You're lucky Sly was an idiot and made so much noise."

He observed her bruises and looked briefly at what damage had been done to her abused groin. She was bleeding and bruised, but as long as he didn't engage her in intercourse, she would most likely heal. It would take some time, though. On top of this, as he carried her, he felt her bones in her chest jostle a little. Some of her ribs were broken and that would take longer to heal. He growled and shook his head. One would think he would be more disappointed at losing an ally, but as far as Ulrick was concerned, he and Sly were done the moment he sank into his mate.

Ulrick howled, catching the attention of all the wolves in his den, then stood up.

"Your alpha female has been attacked by a traitor. He has been slain and left to rot. She, however, is injured. I don't know of mortal medicine, but something out there has to help. I want five of you going into the wasteland cities. Search for any medical supplies you can and bring them back here. I want another five to go into the woods and hunt for food. Two of you hunt for our usual cuisine, two of you hunt for animals, and the last one is to gather any fruits or edible vegetation. Five more will gather dry wood and stones. The rest will stay here and stand guard. Now move out!"

His pack immediately dispersed, each knowing what his job was. The remaining wolves stood at the mouth of the entrance, their backs to Ulrick and Crystal. He knelt down next to Crystal and looked her over once more, trying to decide what to do in the meantime.

"We will have to hold off on mating for a while," he began. "I'm not going to do more damage to you, but you'll heal after a while. Now, you may be uncomfortable with this suggestion, but with us, we have found that our saliva accelerates our healing process, in addition to preventing infection. Will you accept this? It may help you feel better."
 
She turned her head and winced as he howled, wincing again as she lifted her hands to cover her ears while he barked out orders. Though she did give him a sidelong glance at his term "Alpha Female". What the hell? Still.. she was glad all she got was a reprimand for her foolishness. She honestly thought it would be alright if she went out to get food, thinking everyone else asleep. Clearly, she was wrong.

Hold off on mating. She wanted to laugh at that.. as if she had truly been willing with him? Yes, she did enjoy it at some point, very much so, but did she plan on being willing. She hadn't planned on it. Yet if it kept her safe....

Then the rest of his words sank in. He wouldn't cause her more harm. That was nice. She guessed. Saliva?

The questioning look was evident on her face, "How.. where?" she asked in her hoarse voice, "First.. water?"
 
He didn't answer her question about where he was going to apply his saliva, nor how he planned to do it. Instead, he acknowledged her first request, in a way. He looked at one of the guarding wolves and pointed in his direction.

"Ursu!" he barked, catching the wolf's attention. "Find water and a means for carrying it and bring it back here. Move quickly!"

Again, no questions asked. Just a simple nod and off the wolf went. Once he was out of view, Ulrick turned to Crystal.

"There. He will return with water for you, but now, I need to help your wound heal. Just relax."

He then spread her legs and held them apart. He had a feeling she would be too weak to fight him off. His tongue slipped from his maw and lapped away at her ravaged slit. He cleaned the blood from around the entrance then focused on the entrance itself, licking gently along the bruised and torn flesh. He imagined that this couldn't possibly feel good. This spot may be necessary for sex, but it was damaged so severely...he wouldn't be surprised if she tried to smack him away.
 
She gave a hoarse protest as he went down between her legs and spread them. Every movement she made though left her gasping and wincing in the pain. It hurt, it stung. It had already been bruised and tender from before, but now it was worse, and torn. With every lap he made of his tongue, she would whimper and wince, her hands moving to his head to push him away. Though it was more of a nudge with all the strength she could muster.

By the time he was done.. she was in tears from the pain there, and exhausted. Laying there, on her back. Hurting, injured, thirsty and tired.
 
He finally pulled away and shook his head, looking at her still heavily damaged entrance.

"That should help with the healing. I'm sorry if it hurt, but it was necessary. Now lie down and relax, or you may not be able to get back up again."

---

After some time passed, his wolves converged upon the den, bringing meat, medical supplies, fruits, wood, rocks, and water carried in a thermos. The outside of the thermos was dirty, but the inside was cleansed. As everyone began to make preparations, Ursu handed the bottle of water to Ulrick. He shifted so he was seated behind Crystal's head. He gently lifted her head to rest on his lap then proceeded to fumble around with the thermos until he finally managed to get the spout to raise. He held the device to her lips and tilted it so the water could pour into her mouth.

"Here's your water. Drink up. You need to stay hydrated," he said sternly. His attention shifted to the wolves with the rocks and wood. They looked confused, unsure of what they were supposed to do. "Use those to make fire. Clash the stones until you get sparks and let them fall on the wood."

"But Ulrick, why do we need fire? We eat raw foods!" one of the wolves asked, clearly still confused.

"We eat raw meat, but humans cannot process it like we can. The meat from animals are to be cooked before your alpha female can eat. As for you, with the fruits--" He pointed to the one holding various berries and apples that he found growing in the woods. "--those can be eaten now. Bring them to me."

The wolf obeyed and Ulrick eyed the non-meat sustenance. He would never understand human food, but if this is what they ate, then he would have to work with it. He again turned his attention to Crystal and held a handful of berries in front of her face.

"Here, some fruit. Do you want to try feeding yourself or do you want me to feed you?"
 
As she felt the water pour into her mouth, she drank, her hands moving up to his to tilt it away just a little so it wasn't pouring so fast into her mouth. Once she was done, she simply laid her head more fully on his lap. Her throat was feeling better already from that, though it was still very sore. Seeing the berries, she couldn't help but give a small smile, lifting a hand she dipped her fingers toward his palm and plucked two of them from his hand before bringing one to her mouth. Wincing some with the movement. God she hurt. But those berries tasted sweet, and tart, and juicy. She popped the second in her mouth, wincing again and she shook her head slowly, "Hurts.. to.. move..," she said to him hoarsely, "Tired...," she added as she looked up at him. Then she mouthed, 'Thank you' to him. It wasn't lost on her with what he had his pack doing, what he did for her.
 
Ulrick watched his mate feebily try to feed herself. He could see she was in immense pain, but didn't help her with the berries. It seemed to him that she wanted to do this on her own. It was also obvious how exhausted she was. He couldn't blame her. Sleeping in a strange place with a bunch of strange wolves after being taken roughly, then raped the next morning. He was still so very pissed at that. He wished she could have simply followed his damned instructions. She would be fine if she had. He would have attacked the moment Sly tried to sneak onto his bedding. He looked around and spotted the wolf with the medical supplies and snapped his fingers before motion for him to approach.

"She's in a lot of pain. Did you find any of those 'pain killer' things?" he asked.

"I believe so..." the other wolf replied as he dumped a back full of pills, medical tape, and large splints. The two wolves searched through the pills, looking for one that explicitly mentioned killing pain.

Eventually Ulrick found a bottle that came with a warning. "Crys...does this name sound familiar? V...Vico...din? Vicodin? I'm looking for something to relieve your pain."

---Three Days Pass---

It was later in the evening and Crystal had fallen asleep. Ulrick, however, was still wide awake. It was starting to get to him, not being able to mate with her. He was becoming far too pent up for his liking. Her womanhood was getting close to completely healed, but he had a feeling it would still be a little sore. Even with the pain killers, however dopey they made her, he didn't want to risk harming her. Still...every night while she was asleep thus far, he would lap at her entrance just to get himself by. Her taste kept him from going insane, but tonight he was going to up the ante a little. Once he was confident she was asleep, Ulrick slid down and positioned his snout between her legs before licking around her exposed slit. He closed his eyes and moaned, savoring her sweet taste. He burrowed his tongue a little deeper inside her, exploring around in part to feel if there were any wounds remaining, but also to imagine another part of his anatomy doing this.

He reached down to his erection and gently began to pump his hand up and down. Another way to keep him from going mad. Once he was ready to give that part of her body a rest, he withdrew his tongue and slowly made his way up to her supple breasts, eyeing them hungrily, longing to toy with them. He missed her feeling so much...and he still had a few more days to wait...
 
Each night, when he lapped at her womanhood while she was passed out, she would moan and groan. That night was no different, accept that she did wake up at some point. Still moaning, groaning, and even panting softly. She didn't move, and did her best to keep him thinking that she was asleep. His pleasuring himself while he was licking her was actually a bit of a turn on. And she was shocked with herself on that. Eyes were still closed, her skin flushed with her own arousal. She had actually been awake this night, and the night before as he was licking her, lapping her up. Tonight he'd sunk his tongue in deeply inside of her, hitting a few spots on her that was incredibly good.

It was as he moved up that she opened her eyes and looked at him.

"What are you doing?" she asked him in a soft whisper. Thankfully, she was no long hoarse, and swallowing food and water was much easier than it had been that first day.
 
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