[M]Welcome to the freak show

Keeping herself from snapping and trying not to rip him apart as he truly claimed her had taken all of her concentration. Pain lanced in pleasurable fashion over her body, from his bites and the rough treatment of her. Vianni felt her muscles quaking with fatigue, though she felt a pang of loss when his weight was finally removed. When his eyes met hers, she attempted to wave her tail, her exhaustion and some pain she would not admit kept her from truly making the gesture. Her breaths came heavy and ragged, her head lifted despite the pain it caused in her neck. Her eyes she kept half closed as her mouth gaped and she panted heavily. Rather than fight him, Vianni lay on her right side before he even had the time to raise his paw. With a heavy thud she threw her overheated frame to the cold metal of the ships floor, wincing and growling softly at her wounds.

He had done what no other creature before had been able to do. He had truly dominated her, and in the process had completely exhausted her. To prove this, she simply lay there as he came to clean her. She allowed him to fuss over the state of her appearance, but it was not only because she was too tired to stop him. For a wolf to claim he had no room for affection, she was perceptive enough to know he was being far too concerned with her now for that to be so. He started with the long cuts on her head, his laving tongue making them sting, causing her to hiss in a breath and raise her lips in warning. Wordlessly she told him to gentle himself, she wasn't capable of speech as she watched him. Her relaxed body let Lucifer know it was not a fighting reaction but one born from the scraping of tongue against open wounds, and a plea for some tenderness to find its way into his rough motions. She had given him a perfect queen, the least he could do was use caution when dealing with her wounds.

She was in no condition to stop his rough administrations even if he hadn't gentled himself, she could only endure and allow him to do what he wanted for the moment. The further down her body he went, the more sensitive and acute her pain reactions became. The more sensitive of her wounds made her jump and yelp. Her reaction happened almost instantly, and she twisted up to bite at him. "That hurts!" She said it on an anxious, yipping growl as she snapped her teeth together near his face, even as she smelled the new blood coming from her. Their scents blended and she found a strange comfort in knowing that she would be forever untouchable. There was no other who would be able to topple her giant, but she knew she could. Vianni submitted to him because she wanted to, had she truly wished to resist him, he would not be breathing. Or she would be dead. Vianni let her body fall back to the floor, growling softly in displeasure should he not ease his touch.

Laying on her side, Vianni watched him out of the corner of her eye as her ribs heaved up and down rapidly as she attempted to catch her breath. She was trembling, and her adrenaline left her with the full brunt of the pain. Exhaustion took her, and she rumbled deep in her chest before mumbling incoherently about monsters and demons. His deep, yet sharp commanding voice made her eyes snap open as she turned her head to look at him. Eat? I can't even keep my eyes open, you beast. Rather than voicing her opinion, she groaned and forced herself to try and lean up onto her elbows. She felt as though she had been run over by a band of horses, and the stud had gotten the best of her. Laying her head between her paws, she dozed lightly, waiting for whatever Corvus alerted Lucifer to. "You will have to go get whatever he takes you to. Corvus is really only able to take down a field mouse." Her voice was softer toward him, the lilting tones resonating with contentment and respect. Just how far did his devotion go? Would he fetch the meal himself or give her the now cold meat of the forgotten carcass?

The intensity of his gaze didn't bother her, rather she enjoyed the warmth of awareness that washed over her as he stared down. Corvus looked anxiously at Vianni, but after what had happened to her, he was loathe to defy the male. They had feasted on animals far larger than him, creatures she had killed on her own. To see his wolf-mother submit and to allow a male to do such things to her was a smack in the beak, but the male hadn't killed her. Vianni would have killed him had she not wanted what she got, with another look between the two, Corvus gave a short caw. His blue eyes watched them momentarily before he took off in search of something for them to eat.

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