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On the Hunt (BeauteousDeath/Me)

His body froze the second he heard her voice. His tongue still extended past his lips as he anticipated the first stroke on her breasts. His eyes eyes widened and glanced back up at hers. She was awake? But the pills usually knocked her out cold, didn't they? He found himself unsure of how to react. He had been caught in the act of taking advantage of her while she was supposed to be resting and sleeping. He backed away immediately, his fur standing along his spine. His ears also laid back flat, almost like a dog that was just scolded.

"I..." he tried thinking of what to say to save himself from trouble...but he couldn't think of anything. "...While you've slept these last few days, I've been taking advantage of your sleeping state to keep myself from going nuts from sex deprivation. I'm sorry if you're mad, but quite frankly, it was either this or start having sex with you the way I want to. Tonight I wanted to have a taste of your breasts again. You have no idea how much it's killing me to wait."

There he was, telling the nasty truth. She could protested all she wanted, but he wanted her so badly. If he was lucky, she would at least permit him this.
 
She tilted her head to the side, looking at him. Silent for long moments. Crystal simply studied him, astounded that he was so honest. The way he looked at her right now, combined with how gentle he'd been while she was awake and lucid, it tugged something in her. Slowly, she pushed herself to sit up, wincing a bit as her ribs still hurt, a little grunt of pain sounded, it would have been louder, but she cut it off before it did, not wanting to wake the others. Once she was fully sitting up, panting some from the pain and exertion that the pain had caused, she looked at him again. Holding her hand out. She wasn't sure she actually wanted him, but he'd been kind. Gentle even, these last few days. He had no cause to, considering she'd technically done this to herself by not listening to him. She just hadn't quite realized what the consequences would be.

So, she sat there, holding her hand out for him. If he took it, she would gently pull him down with her.
 
There was a silence between them now and the tension seemed to be rising. He knew what he had done wasn't right and he found himself feeling guilty. It was bizarre. This damned human was making him feel differently than he used to. Suddenly, he heard her grunt in pain, causing his ears to perk up on alert.

"Crystal, you shouldn't be moving, you'll hurt yourself," he said in a stern voice. He would have said more had he not noticed the look in her eyes. It was...very different. Normally, she would give him the occasional look of gratitude and general hatred, but this time...she seemed accepting of him. To his surprise, she held her hand out to him. "Are you...?"

He cut himself off, not wanting to question it. He felt his blood start to pump. As far as he could tell, she was offering a chance for them to have another round. He couldn't believe it. He still wasn't completely sure her womanhood could take him at full force just yet, so he was still going to have to hold back some. Actually, the more he thought about it, the more he realized he didn't care. He was finally going to mate with her again. He would have to be very careful. Her ribs were still mending and the wrong move could send her reeling in agony. After he sat in shock for a few moments, he grasped her hand then leaned forward to kiss her, slipping his tongue into her mouth as she pulled him down with her. He swung one of his legs over her body, straddling her hips as his hands explored her body, claws lightly dragging against her heated skin. His shaft was still standing at full attention, throbbing and begging for release, but that would have to wait. He cautiously lifted one hand to one of her breasts. This one wasn't near her broken ribs, thankfully, so he could have more fun with this one. He gently squeezed it and tweaked her nipple with his fingers.

"These past days have felt like months," he grunted, closing his eyes. "I wanted so badly to have you again."
 
She wrapped her arms around him when he came to her finally, using him to help herself lay back down. The his hands were all over her, his claws trailing delightful sensations along her skin. As she was fully on her back again she trailed her hands down his front, her breath coming out in soft pants, her skin flushed with her arousal. Her hands continued along down his torso, fingers buried in his fur, and feeling the muscle and sinew beneath. When her right hand was close to his manhood, she paused, looking up at him. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, nervous, hesitant. Somewhere though, she managed to find the courage to wrap her hand around him, and slid her hand up and down his length. She wanted him too. She didn't realize it, but she did.

His words then, they lit a fire in her somewhere. And she became more brave in stroking him slowly, making her grip a little more firm, and making sure to slide her hand down to the base, and to the tip and back again.
 
Yes. Her hands roaming all over his heavily muscled and tense body. This was what he wanted. He listened to her breathing while savoring the feeling of her fingers pressing into his fur and caressing his powerful muscles. She then pulled a bold move, grasping his shaft. He growled loudly, but not in anger; in pleasure. It felt so good! He felt his muscles tense again as she began to pump her hand up and down his erection, eliciting more loud moans and growls from him. It was so good! Instinctively, he bucked his hips toward her hand, adding to the stimulation. While she gave his sex attention, he used his free hand to slide between them. He gently took her clit in between his thumb and forefinger, like the first night, but twisted and stroked it more gently and slowly. He wanted to give her pleasure, but also wanted her to want more. His tail wagged happily as he then descended his mouth upon her free breast, being careful to not jostle her mending ribs. He lightly nibbled her rosy peaks and laved her breast with his tongue. She tasted and smelled so good! He was damn lucky that they found her.
 
She moaned softly at the feel of his hand on that sensitive bud, and again at the feel of his tongue and nibbling teeth along her breasts and nipples. Instinctively, she arched her back just a little off the bedding, the move, unfortunately caused her to hiss with pain, and she ended up giving him an embarrassed look. She didn't want him to move away from her though, she wanted him, wanted him to keep touching her, licking her. So she kept a firm grip around his manhood and continued to stroke him, her free hand sliding up to the back of his neck to pull back down if he had sat up from her hiss of pain.

"I'm sorry about the other morning...," she whispered to him, "and I'm thankful for how you've been with me these past few days," she continued on as she lifted her head to press a kiss to the side of his snout, "this is the second night I woke to your attentions," she added with a smile, "and I want to feel that again.. and try to give you the same...," she finished, her cheeks blushing as she said the last part. The girl truly was inexperienced..
 
He loved how she moaned at his attention. It was very satisfying, not to mention encouraging. However, when she tried to arch her back and hissed in pain, he again was on alert. He would have pulled away were it not for the reassuring grip on his shaft. She was tough, and she needed to be. He felt her hand reach up to the back of his neck, alerting him to look up at her, prying himself away from her glorious breast. He shook his head when she apologized for that morning.

"You just need to be more careful--"

He found himself cut off as she continued to speak, thanking him for how he had been taking care of her. He smiled before he felt her pull him in for a kiss on the side of his snout. She was finally accepting him...this was great! She was truly now the alpha female, his co-leader of the pack. However, his triumphant feeling fell short when she admitted this was the second night she caught him pleasuring her in her sleep. She reassured him, however, claiming she wanted it again and...

Wait, did she want to...?

Oh he couldn't wait for that, but he knew he would have to. He found her blushing as she spoke, involuntarily thinking how cute it was. He brought himself back to the situation at hand. He didn't want her to stop stroking his dick, but he did want to taste her again...this was a conundrum. Then, he got a good idea.

"You say you want me to lick you like I have been, but you also want to suck me?"

He wanted to be sure before he set his plan into motion.
 
She caught her bottom lip between her teeth again as she gave him a slow nod, "Try..," she whispered, stressing the word, "I.. I've never done it before... and you're.. so... big...," she stammered out slowly, but she wanted to try. Try to give him that kind of pleasure as he'd given her. She lifted her head and gently nuzzled the side of his face before she gently kissed his snout again. Wondering what it was he had in mind. Oh how she couldn't wait to feel his tongue and teeth and nose there again, and she wondered how he would taste..
 
She looked very nervous. He had expected it was her first time doing anything like this. He couldn't help but grin as she complimented his size. He did like to have his ego stroked a bit.

"Okay, just relax," he began. He then started to shift his body around, making his shaft become level with her face and his face level with her dripping womanhood. "I can lick you this way, and you can take me from there. I'll even do the work by moving around. That way you won't strain yourself. Just...lick and suck it."

It felt weird to be in this position, but it was a way to get what they both wanted. Without another word, he hungrily plunged his tongue into her wetness, exploring every inch of her his tongue could reach, only withdrawing every once in a while to toy with her clitoris. Meanwhile, he began to gently push his hips toward Crystal's face, aiming his shaft for her mouth. He hoped she would try it...well, he would know in a few seconds if she did or didn't.
 
She gasped out a soft moan as she felt his tongue delve into her heated depths. She lifted her hands, wrapping one around the base of his shaft and gripping his hip with her other, and she tentatively licked the tip that was gently pushing down onto her lips. Slowly, Crystal opened her mouth, licking the entire head of his shaft for a few moments before she wrapped her mouth around it. And she really had to open her jaws wide for him, she was panting more heavily as she gently sucked on him, her tongue swirling around his thick head, her own hips lifting a little to drive his tongue deeper inside of her, moaning softly as she continued to try to please him in this manner. She pressed on his hip a little, urging him to push down just a bit farther so she could try to take in a little more of him, tongue still swirling, cheeks sucking in as she applied pressure onto him. He tasted good.. she found she rather liked it. A slight taste of salt.
 
Her beautiful hips pushed up against his mouth, allowing his tongue deeper access. God, she tasted so good. He grazed his teeth along the outside of her slit, wondering if she would get any pleasure from that. He felt her begin to take his erection into her mouth. Something she swore she would never do. A small part of him felt triumphant that she had given up on that rule. Her tongue was like magic, slithering everywhere along his length, making him shudder and his tail wag faster and faster. He felt her put pressure on his hips and he complied, slipping more of his shaft into her mouth. He had a feeling that, if she took all of him in, he might reach her throat. He felt her lick and suck on him, moaning against him. The vibrations from her moans sent more chills down his spine.

He pulled away for a second to chuckle slightly.

"You know...for someone...who's never done that, you're a master!" he exclaimed before diving his tongue back into her hot, wet slit.

His tongue wriggled everywhich way. He wanted to see if he could get her to climax again. He loved how she tasted just after an orgasm. He could feel his dick begin to swell slightly. He could feel one coming on, but he would fight back. He would finish up once he had her satisfied.
 
Crystal had whimpered softly when he had pulled away from her. Though it made her very happy when he told her that she was already quite good at this. Then he sank his tongue back into her and she groaned again. Then again. He was touching on every single spot inside of her with that wickedly wonderful tongue. She lifted her hips again, spreading her legs as far as they would go, trying to give him better access to her depths, her lower lips parting further for him. And she started taking him into her mouth more fervently. The hand that was wrapped around the base started stroking the part of his manhood that she wasn't taking in. She really wasn't sure she could that, not yet. Her breathing was heavy between her groans, the sounds becoming more louder, though a bit muffled as she drew closer and closer to her climax. That pressure had come out of nowhere it seemed, along with the fire. Then suddenly, she was consumed, sliding him out of her mouth, though she continued to stroke him with her hand, she screamed as she fell over the cliff, her womanhood drenching his tongue and snout.

She winced a little from her tensing up, as it had hurt her ribs a bit, but she really wasn't caring about that.. no. Now she wanted him flipped around again and between her legs.

"Ulrick...," she panted out his name, "I need you inside me...please..." she pushed up on his hips gently, her hand still stroking him, though as she pushed up with her free hand, she did let go slowly and nudged him on the side, hinting she wanted him laying over her with their heads in the same direction.
 
Ulrick pressed his snout and tongue further into her glorious body. It wasn't long before she climaxed, her inner walls clamping tightly around his tongue. He gulped down her sweet juices, burying his face into her groin. He continued to gently thrust into her throat, growling with pleasure was she stroked and sucked him. Suddenly, he felt his shaft slip from her mouth. He was going to allow himself to have his climax, but found himself stopping himself. She wanted him inside her? He hesitated. He didn't want to risk hurting her...he was just going to have to control himself. He swiftly whirled around and positioned himself between her beautiful legs. He leaned forward to give her lips a gentle lick, lowered his head to lick and suck at her breasts, then slowly sunk his erection into her tight body. He kept going until he managed to completely sink into her. He growled softly, loving quivering walls that tightly clamped around his shaft.

He watched her closely for any signs of discomfort.
 
She saw him hesitate, she knew why, and it made her smile at him softly. But then he was positioning him between herlegs, and as he leaned forward, she slipped her arms under his and reached up to grasp his shoulders, her fingers delving into his fur, and buried her face in the side of his neck as he slowly sank into her. Filling her to the brim it seemed and she gasped, letting her head fall back as she concentrated on how good it felt. How good he felt inside of her like this, and feeling her own walls quiver and clench around him. Slowly, she lifted her hips, even as she slid her right leg up along the side of his body. Her breathing coming out heavy..
 
Cyrstal embraced him as he prepared for entry. He truly loved this feeling of closeness was fantastic. He felt her press her face against the side of his thick neck. As he pressed inside of her, he noticed how much better this felt compared to the first time. Sure, he liked it rough, but this time, she wanted it too. He felt her hips lift as he gently pumped into her body, her leg trailing up his side, and her breathing was heavy. He shifted one of his hands to firmly grasp right leg, holding it in position and pushing it up a little further. As he did this, he found her entrance tightened a little around him, making him shiver with delight. He began grunting quietly as he then started to thrust a little faster and a tiny bit harder. He was testing the waters now, seeing how much she could handle at this stage of her healing process.
 
He held her right leg, pushing it further, and she groaned sofly. Her hips met his thrusts, though the movement caused some pain, so was his gentle jarring of her her body repeatedly. She didn't care, she needed him inside of her, needed the release that could give her, and perhaps give him that simliar release. Her hands gripped in his fur, pulling on it gently, tugging as she grunted and groan, ocassionally, both pain and pleasure can be heard from her. Crystal lifted her head and pressed her cheek against the side of his face, nuzzling against him gently before she turning her face into his, placing a soft kiss to the side of his snout, moaning all the while as he took her higher to the edge. That pressure building up inside of her again.
 
Ulrick could hear Crystal make conflicting noises from beneath him. She sounded like she was liking it, but also sounded like he occasionally hurt her. Regardless, she didn't make any moves to stop him. His hips contacted with hers as he thrusted and then felt her begin to pull on his fur. He arched his back, pushing a little harder into her again. He loved it when she pulled his fur. He couldn't explain it...it was just arousing. She pressed against his body before leaning up to kiss his snout once more, moaning louder and louder. He turned his head and opened his mouth, once again letting his tongue slip into her mouth to give her his own kiss, longing to explore her cavernous mouth and battle her own tongue. He could feel her walls start to clench around him once more. He reached between them with his remaining free hand and began to fondle her clitoris once again. He wanted her to have the best climax yet before he would follow. His pace increased and be began to grunt and growl. It was becoming harder to hold back the waves of his climax.

"Crystal...you're so good, so tight!" he growled in between thrusts. He then began rotating his hips, letting his shaft once again explore every surface it could reach.
 
She was panting between moans and groans. Soon they were turned into cries of pleasure, mingled with some pain. Again though, she truly didn't care. As he reached down and played with that sensitive nub, she cried out again with a small gasp at the end. His words though, they were her undoing at that moment. Until that moment, she had truly thought that perhaps she'd been ruined for him. She clung to him then, her back arching off the bedding as she screamed, if her ribs hurt at that point, she had no idea they were. Crystal was just so focused on being flung over the edge by Ulrick, her fists pulling on his fur hard as she clung to him as if for dear life.
 
His climax was approaching faster and faster, increasing in intensity with each thrust and pull at his fur. He loved the sound of her voice as she moaned and groaned, then cried out in pleasure. He grunted and growled against her. After he spoke, she arched against him, pressing her breasts against his powerful chest. He listened to her scream in ecstasy and her walls once again clenched on his shaft. He kept thrusting harder and harder, then finally, he let out a ground-shaking howl as he let his orgasm wash over him, his erection launching his constant stream of seed into her perfect body. He felt him begin to flow into her body. His tail was wagging very fast as he continued to thrust into her, making sure that he let every bit of his cum leave him. He panted heavily with his tongue hanging from his wide open mouth.

Once he eventually gained control over his mind, he noticed that they had woken up everyone in the den. They didn't look irritated. In fact, they looked relieved that they were able to have sex again. This meant that she was finally getting better. Ulrick laughed breathlessly.

"Sorry boys," he panted. "You can go back to sleep now..." He then returned his attention to Crystal and chuckled. "Oops."
 
Crystal turned a bright red as she realized they'd waken everyone up. Hiding her face in his shoulder. Even as she started laughing a little, only to wince and moan in pain, "Don't make me laugh...," she said as she lowered herself back fully on the bedding and held onto her left side. She was still smiling, feeling satiated and wonderful. Even though her ribs were hurting. She looked up at him then, and with the hand that wasn't holding her side, she placed it on the back of his neck and gently tugged him down, her head lifting to meet him halfway, just so she can playfully nip at the side of his snout.

It was odd. A few days ago, she would have run, terrified. And would have, if he hadn't held her captive, then had his way with her. At first, she'd only been resigned to staying with Ulrick and his pack, for the simple fact she couldn't return to her own kind. Now though.. it was different. The way he'd tended to her, cleaned her up after Sly's attack, the way he treated her so gently afterward, and the way the rest of the pack pulled together to help make sure she was tended to.

It changed her.

Then Ulrick trying so hard to be gentle with her, to not hurt her again. Even if he had been taking advantage of her while she was drugged out of her mind, he'd been attempting to find a way to give himself relief by still trying to pleasure her, even if she wasn't supposed to know about it. But she did. Every single night when his tongue started to feel good again, she had awakened to the sensation. To him. And it tortured her that he didn't finish her off. It hadn't been until tonight that she realized he had been tortured as well.

So that playful nip she gave him, was her way of saying, she was staying because she felt she belonged to him, belonged in the pack.
 
Ulrick looked at her ribs with sympathy. He had almost forgotten about her fractures. He hoped she would heal soon. As she leaned back, he felt her free hand reach up to pull his head down. He followed her pressure, only to be surprised as she leaned forward and nipped at his snout. His ears perked up and his tail began instinctively wagging at a high speed. He could tell it was a sign of affection. She had apparently found herself learning to like him, at least. Then again, would she have given herself to him just now had she not? He mentally smacked himself. He had a lot to learn about these things. After she nipped at him, he nipped back, being careful not to let his fangs harm her. He could tell she was very different from the woman he forced himself upon those days ago. Was it because he was taking care of her? Or was it because he slew her attacker? Either way, he had no intention of complaining. He wanted this woman to be by his side as his mate. The only thing that worried him was the possibility of her bearing children. Was it even possible?

He decided not to worry about it. There was no need for such thoughts. In the meantime, he lied down next to her, once again using his body to block hers from the view of the pack. He rested his hand on her hip and took a deep breath before closing his eyes.

"Thank you, Crys..." he murmured. "I'm glad you want to stay now..."
 
As Ulrick laid down beside her, she turned toward him, facing him this time and curled into him, nuzzling her face into his chest. She couldn't explain the change. Perhaps it was because of the attack. The differences in how she'd been taken were drastic. Ulrick had at least tried to make sure she would enjoy it, Sly was just trying to cause as much pain as possible. In her eyes, compared to that, Ulrick was gentle. Then he took care of her. And she saw that gentleness again. That was the only thing she could think of for the change. The attack, and the last few days.

Thoughts of children didn't occur to her. Not anywhere close, mostly because she didn't think it possible. So it never crossed her mind, even as she fell asleep. Still slightly drugged, and just plain old happily tired from sex.
 
Urlick fell asleep soon after, holding onto his mortal mate.
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The next morning descended upon them, the orange morning light pouring through the mouth of their cavernous home. Birds were chirping loudly outside as well. Most of the wolves in the den immediately perked up on alert, their ears sticking up as they listened. They hadn't really heard birds chirping in a long while. That usually meant there were no dangers nearby. That wasn't right, they were there. Then again, the last few days, they hadn't exactly been vicious upon every living creature. Mostly, they had been slaying other demons and hunting for food. When he came to this realization, Ulrick began to worry. Were they going soft?

He contemplated going to hunt for humans and reestablish his pack's deadliness, but it triggered him to look down at Crystal and sigh. Maybe he was losing his taste for human meat. Other demons, on the other hand, were fair game. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to clear demons out of their territory. It would be nice to have all the land to themselves...

"Damn, what's happening to me?" he grunted to himself.
 
Feeling Ulrick stir, she curled into him more, giving a small protesting groan. She'd always hated mornings and this morning was no exception, if anything, because of her ribs, it was possibly more so. She heard him say something and rolled to her back a little, giving him another disgruntled sound, as she placed the back of her hand on his chest, burying her fingers in his furt there.

She wasn't planning on getting up. Period. Didn't want to, unfortunately, she was able to get back to sleep because her ribs were really starting to hurt, not realizing her expression was telling him as much.

So she tried to distract herself, "What'd you say?" she asked him softly in a tight voice.
 
Ulrick heard Crystal's voice, but only barely. He turned to observe her face as she spoke to him, ignoring her hand on his chest. She looked like she was hurting again. Those ribs needed to start healing soon. He was worried they would be running out of those pills. Before he answered, he snapped his fingers to get the attention of one of his wolves.

"Ursu! She's in pain again. Bring the vi...vico..." he kept forgetting how to pronounce that weird name. "Just bring the pills." He then turned his attention to Crystal, curiously eyeing her ribs. He needed to find some way of healing those damned things. The human body was far too fragile. "It's nothing, Crys. Just noticing that my pack hasn't exactly been as raucous as they used to be. We used to be violent killers, and now...even the birds chirp in our presence."

He didn't mean to sound like he was complaining, though he realized he really did sound like he was.

"It's not a problem, it's just strange," he continued. "In fact, I was contemplating having my wolves try and clear out the other demon populations in our territory. It would be nice for you to feel safe walking around outside, wouldn't it?"

He would also feel better about it. In its current state, various giant snakes, beetles, crows, even amphibians would be more than happy to feast on the mortal girl. He couldn't allow that. He paused for a moment before deciding to drop another bomb.

"I was also considering...well, that group of yours? Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea integrating them into our pack? I'm sure you miss them."
 
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