Chapter 2

Confused, scared and disheartened, Accashia tried to push away. The young woman kicked and tried to wiggle away from the beast but then a heavy, fury body of the beast stood over her, making her breath hitch. 

The beasts’ paws were larger than her hands. And she tried to fight off the shivering and collapsing of her body just by imagining how big the beast was. What if she pissed off the creature and used its paw to squash her head like a pumpkin?

‘What a horrible death.’ She blinked to herself then swallowed the lump against her throat.

The beast growled, and it sounded furious. 

Accashia’s breathing became labored. Her eyes wide, as she pursed her lips tight. Tighter when she felt the creature’s paw nearing her body. She turned her head and stared at the sharp teeth at the end of a snout topped with deep bluish gray eyes. 

A wolf. 

A giant silver wolf. Almost as big as a… “Holy cow.” Accashia swallowed again when the wolf howled. She opened her mouth to scream, but then the wolf licked her face and the tongue of the wolf touched her mouth making her face contort in disgust. 

The rough tongue pushed into her mouth and then out, making her stiff like a tree. It kept on licking and licking until she could only stay silent. She tried to stand up — her fight or flight instinct was beginning to kick in at the thought of being eaten by the beast. 

But then the wolf latched onto her pathetic tattered shirt, its fangs digging deep and pulled her in until she heard her shirt tearing again. Accashia’s eyes widened when the creature used force to pull her in. 

Now, she’s completely naked. 

“Please no, don’t eat me! I’m not delicio —” 

The wolf licked her mouth again.

Accashia breathed in deep as she covered her bare chest. She tried to turn away but that didn’t deter the creature. It keeps on following her wherever she went off to. 

“Why are you doing this?” Accashia whined as she tried to shoo away the animal. It doesn't seem to be interested in eating her. Yet it seems like it doesn’t want to leave her be either. “Can’t you leave me alone?” She asked and was about to cry. Her lips were trembling as she held back the tears. 

God, why is she remembering her brothers now. How pitiful.

The beast whined, and lowered its head until it bumped against Accashia’s lithe body, making her fall on the ground. 

“Hey!” She squealed. 

The beast licked Accashia’s face, then its tongue carefully trailed down her neck. It stung from the scrapes, and then the wolf licked lower on her back, up and around until every inch of her skin was covered by that tongue. If it wasn’t for her arms covering her chest, even her breast would’ve been covered with slobber. 

“What are you doing?” She wondered.

The wolf did not mind her and it continued to lick her body, especially the part where her wounds are still fresh. It lapped at her lower back — almost too near her butt, making Accashia blush and then she squealed when the wolf’s tongue was dangerously near her behind. 

“No — wait!” She shouted and tried to push the creature away. She tried to stand up, however the creature bumped on her again, much stronger this time and she lost her footing and fell on the ground. The creature 's paw rested on her stomach, and just when she thought her nightmare was about to end, it began lapping its tongue on the most sensitive part of her body.

The wolf licked on her womanhood. Firm and steady, over and over that she couldn’t even remember when and where her pants had been taken off. Accashia’s neck arched as she tried not to moan, not let a single sound. 

She sniffed, trying not to cry as the wolf continued its ministrations. The tip of its tongue pressed against her entrance and that was enough to make Accashia open her eyes. “No, please no!” 

The wolf growled, and forced her to stay still, all Accashia could do was cry. The firm paw pressed against her stomach felt a bit more heavy than before. The tips of the creature’s claws dug into her skin, serving as a warning. 

And then the tongue was back, licking at her, pressing into her, forcing her to open up.

Accashia moaned in pleasure as she cried. The hands that were covering her bare chest were now covering her face in shame. Sniffling, weeping softly and crying.

The wolf growled again and a furry leg pressed against Accashia’s thighs, making her open up her legs. 

Her breath hitched, and then she moved her hands away from her face. She saw the moon first, then her eyes went to the creature who’s standing firm and strong between her legs. Her mind kept screaming no,no,no! But still, she spread her legs.

The wolf howled, its neck arching up to the sky. The creature’s paw backed away, but the heavy feeling against her body stayed as well as the sensation. 

Accashia knew better than to try to run again. So she closed her eyes and prayed that it would be over soon. 

The tongue worked in and out of her entrance. Over and over until her body felt a kind of feeling she had never felt before. It’s wet, it’s uncomfortable. It hurts and the pain… the pain was unbearable but what gets to her the most was this was her first time.

She’s not stupid. And she’s well aware of what’s happening. The only thing is she is a virgin, but as the wolf’s tongue pushes even further, Accashia had to bite her lip hard. Hard enough to draw blood to stop herself from screaming. 

It was painful, so painful that her body was shivering. It felt odd and the sensation she felt mixed with pain made her feel weird. She felt so full down there that her body shuddered. She felt herself squeezing against the tongue, and Acchasia found herself lifting her hips, matching the tongue’s motion.

The wolf growled low, the sound vibrating and reverberating on her insides. 

The tongue left her entrance and licked up her body higher until the creature’s tongue lapped on the bud on her chest. 

“Ah!” Tears well up on the tips of her eyes. Her back arched up when the creature licked that spot again and again. Abusing the sensitive bud. “Please… stop.” She whimpered. 

The wolf growled but surprisingly it followed her pleas. The creature’s tongue trailed higher until it lapped against her collarbones and her neck. The heat of the wolf was almost comforting, and Accashia hummed as she felt the soft belly of the wolf, her hands curling against the long silver fur which glowed beautifully against the moonlight. 

The wolf growled again and bit Accashia by the shoulders, almost near the nook of her neck.

“Ah, no!” Accashia cried out, and tried to push the creature away, it’s fangs still buried on her skin, almost ripping her flesh. “Let go!” 

The beast growled low, its blue eyes staring deep into her as if giving her a warning. 

Accashia feared for her life and felt like she had no choice but to comply. So she tried to stay still. With deep breaths, Accashia was able to relax, but then the wolf’s fangs dig deeper. The pressure increased and once again she found herself screaming as she was unable to make a move. 

It felt like air was pulled away from her lungs and she forgot how to breathe. She became motionless, pale and her mouth hung open. Her face contorted from pleasure to fear. 

The wolf whined then let go of her shoulder. Blood dripped from its fangs and it continued to whine and whimper. 

The creature moved, and something pressed on her aching body, something warm and hot and wet. Accashia’s eyes went wide and she tried to move away. But then the creature fixed her into place by biting on the same spot, making her cry. 

“Let go!” She cried and cried. “Anything but that, please!” 

She tried to fight the creature off by punching its nose, but the wolf did not budge. She tried to move and wiggle her way out when something odd was trying to push against her entrance. Something bigger than the tongue. 

“STOP!” Accashia punched the creature. “No, not that, please!” 

But the wolf did not listen. And it pushed and pushed even further until it was inside her. Whatever it was swelled, stretched and knotted inside her. Her legs begin to shake when she felt something sharp pierce her on the inside.

Twisting and turning. 

She heard of this before. Knotting. Just like what dogs do when the bitch is in heat. She felt something swelling again, and then it pierced. Making her cry out loud. 

“God! No —” Accashia’s body couldn't handle it anymore and she eventually succumbed to the pain and fatigue. 

As she slowly closed her eyes, she thought how much she fought for her life. She did not give up, not easily. 

“Mother… father… I’m sorry.”

Accashia lets herself be dragged into the darkness. The wolf was still knotted inside her as she slept.