feral mating

Kia’s POV

The forest was black and heavy.

The trees were so tall that they eclipsed the moon, but some light were still shining through .

Lena and I came here for this.

We loved werewolf mythology—the myths about humans becoming animals and surrendering to their animal natures.

Tonight, we wanted to do that.

No script. No constraint. Just us, being wild wolf in heat.

I saw Lena ahead of me down the thin trail.

Her loose body swayed.

She wore a tight tank top and short shorts that exposed her sexy legs.

Her black hair flowed loose down her back.

I could smell her—sweatand adrenaline.

It was a gut punch. My heart pounded. My cock stiffened hard in my jeans with anticipation of what was to happen .

She stopped in a tiny clearing.

The ground was soft like a bed.

A huge flat rock was just beside her.

Lena turned and looked at me with her large, famished eyes. She dropped to all fours, back curved.

A growl came from her throat . No words, just harsh animal sound.

I could feel it too.

My growl built up within me.

I ripped my shirt off hastily.

Cold air struck my nipples, causing them to stiffen.

I kicked my boots off and pulled my jeans down.

My cock burst out, rigid, veiny .

Pre-cum dripped away.

I dropped down to all fours like she did. We crept around one another slowly. Like wolves checking each other out .

Lena’s hands clasped my shoulders, her nails scratching for an instant.

Stinging mixed with heat.

I liked it. I tugged her waist against me and gripped.

Our bodies were packed together.

Her breasts were against mine through her top.

I could feel her nipples stiff.

My dick was rammed between her thighs, jammed in her shorts.

She scratched along my back, fingernails following paths of fire.

I snarled low.

I ripped her shirt off over her head.

Her breasts spilled out—full, round, pink already erected nipples wanting to be kissed.

I bent and sucked one, teeth outlining it gently.

She arched and whined a little, like a wolf that wasn't receiving enough.

I sucked harder.

My tongue slapped against her nipple.

Lena's fingers were in my hair.

She was rubbing against me.

I could feel her pussy, moist and warm, against my shorts.

My cock pulsed to go in but I held it back.

We were taking it slow, creating that wild edge.

She shoved me back hard.

I was stunned at her strength.

We landed on the moss. Cool and soft.

Lena sat on my chest. She tore off her shorts in a second—no panties.

Her pussy was smooth and pink, wet and open.

She grab my cock with one hand and stroked slowly.

Skin slid along the head.

I grunted deep.

My hips moved up but she kept me pinned by gripping the base firmly.

Then she rocked forward, rubbing her wet folds along my shaft.

The friction made me throb.

I burrowed into her thighs, fingernails scratching. She let out a scream, then a groan.

Lena slowly sank onto me.

My dick entered her, inch by inch, searing and constricting.

She swallowed everything.

Her ass dropped low. We just remained still for a second, feeling the full effect.

And then she started moving — initially, slowly.

Her tits jiggled angrily. I grasped up and seized, pinching her nipples in my fingers.

Lena mounted me harder, her nails rising onto my chest now, tearing into the skin and creating scratches and delicate lines of blood.

The pain cut everything sharper. My dick grew stiff within her.

She leaned in, hair covering our faces, breath on my neck.

She bit hard into my shoulder.

I screamed, the noise echoing through the trees.

My hands went around her ass, pulling her down harder.

Bodies colliding with each other, wet sounds everywhere.

Her pussy clutched me in a vice.

She picked up speed, her clit rubbing against me with every pull of a bottom out.

Her moans were turning into howls, short and shrill.

I stayed in rhythm with her, hammering away.

My balls were tightening, cum piling up quickly, but I did not want to cum yet. This was just the beginning.

I rolled us over.

Power coursed through me, even more strongly. Lena landed on her back in the moss, her legs spread very wide apart.

I was still inside her, pulling slowly out, then pushing back hard.

She gasped air, running her nails along my arms, digging the scratches deeper.

I fucked steadily, hard deep thrusts. Felt every bump inside her.

Spasmed her pussy. Drips of juice ran down my dick, moistening my balls.

Bowed and licked her neck, where I could experience salt sweat taste.

Rolled her collarbone gently.

Lena wrapped her legs tight around my waist, digging the heels into my back, commanding me deeper.

We rolled some more, side by side. I curled one leg over my hip, thrusting

at another angle.

She let out a cry, reaching down to rub her clit hastily, in circles.

Her body started to quake.

I knew hers first.

Her walls tensed, spilling over me in steaming gush.

Lena yelled so loudly, her body arcing.

Nails scraped down the side of my body, opening new welts.

I did not stop, riding out her orgasm.

Mine was not far behind.

I pulled out just in time.

Thick strings of cum splattered over her belly and breasts.

I growled low, hips jerking on every beat.

Lena stared at it greedily, took some and licked it slowly.

But we weren't done yet.

The game was still burning. Like wolves, one round wasn't enough.

I was again hard shortly.

Adrenaline and lust pushing me.

Lena leaned me back, sat on me again.

This time in reverse cowgirl.

I watched my dick penetrate her wet pussy.

Lips puckered wide, sloppy and wet with our juices combined.

Lena rode hard, ass smacking my thighs.

Grasping her hips, I helped guide her.

Scratched down her back softly. She arched and howled once again.

Her fingers on my knees.

She leaned back, opening everything to me.

Her pussy clenched down on my cock hard, cream slicking the shaft with every time she rose up.

I reached around, tugged tight circles over her clit. Lena bucked wildly. Body shuddering.

Sat up a bit, pulled her back against my chest.

Arm around her waist, other still on her clit.

Thrust hard, hitting ragged angles.

Bitten her earlobe hard, broke skin. I could taste copper when I licked my lip.

We fucked savagely, sweat pouring from us, bodies sliding.

Scratches on my chest and back, hers too.

Pain mixed in with pleasure, each thrust sharper.

Lena returned, shrieking a mongrel howl and sob. Pussy convulsed, milking me.

Couldn't wait any longer. Turned her onto fours, mounted her from behind like animals.

Fists on hips, thrusting hard.

My balls pounded against her clit fast and hard, pounding rhythm against her.

Lena pushed back, countering each shove.

I leaned in, bit down on her shoulder, claiming her as my mate.

Her arms buckled, face in moss, butt in the air.

I shoveled deeper, pressing towards the brink.

Cum spouted out of her, naked and unencumbered.

I filled her beat by beat, overflowing, seeping down her legs. Lena collapsed forward; I followed suit, holding her down with my body. We gasped, our hearts slamming.

But it didn't die.

She rolled under me after a bit, shoved me onto my side, turned to face me.

Legs tangled. She pulled my cock back in, half-hard but filling quickly.

We rocked gently, face to face. Her fingernails traced over my scratches, mine over hers.

Eyes locked on each other, low growls.

I kissed her hard, teeth crashing. Tongues fought like wild beasts.

Her pussy clamped hard.

We built slow, hips grinding, hands on bruised skin.

She rolled on top again. Rode me lazy, then harder, tits in my face.

I sucked one nipple, then the other, biting hard down. Lena howled soft, fingers digging into my shoulders, with new blood beneath.

I pushed hard, meeting each drop.

What we were doing was intensified through the clearing — flesh slaps, wet squelching, grunting, whining.

Sweat dripped in my eyes but I did not blink from her contorted face, panting, open mouth.

Lena was wracked with another orgasm, shuddering all over.

I followed shortly afterwards, adding to the warm liquid inside.

Lena collapsed forward, chest to chest, still connected. Shared breathing.

The night air cooled us but we were not cold.

Weary and bruised, bites and scratches aching, but it was so.

Like true wolves who had mated.

Lena lifted her head, smiled feebly.

No words, only a nuzzle against my neck.

I hugged her close, cock softening within her.

We slept there on the moss, spent. The woods quiet. Moon watching over our raw, wild play.

Hours passed that way.

Sleeping in and out, waking to fuck some more. Another attempt before morning.

Slower, still erect. Her on her side, me behind, spooning. Hand between her legs, stimulating her clit.

She came quietly. I pulled out, came on her butt.

Later sunlight filtered through the trees.

We dressed, stumbled back down the trail, bodies battered, heads reeling.

No words were necessary. We'd howl again soon.