Make yourself useful

She knew what to expect. Fucking her a second time wasn't something new. It took a lot for the dire brute to be satiated and the woman would be well aware. When his hips pulled at her own again, she gasped and whimpered, making sweet sounds just for him. He only stopped long enough to catch his breath before he was moving within her once more. The stroking paw found her throat and he squeezed hard, loving the pinched off, wheezing cries that she made when she tried and tried to pull enough air into her oxygen starved lungs.

Merrick knew that the woman pinned beneath him had some sort of breeding kink. It was obvious by the way she squirmed and writhed beneath him when he told her that he was going to fill her with his pups. It wasn't a threat either. It was an eventuality. He was going to fuck her every single day, spilling his seed until it took and she produced a child for him. He didn't care much about the child, but he thoroughly enjoyed the act of creating it. It would seem that he had a breeding kink as well. Thinking about Keelin's taut belly swelling as her body created his pups made him slam his hips into hers with hard, audible claps.

Merrick demanded screams and Keelin would deliver. As he dropped the weight of her body, holding her only with his teeth, the brindled woman sang him a symphony. The ululating cries shuddered every time his hips rocketed into hers, pulling a moan of pleasure from the giant as he held her between his jaws. No doubt the entire pack heard the culmination of their lust as they both pitched off of the precipice and into the gaping mouth of absolute pleasure. Keelin screamed and Merrick roared as he tried again to put children within her.

The man collapsed after that, his legs too shaky to keep him upright any longer. With one arm around Keelin's ribcage, he dropped to his side, releasing her bloodied scruff and panting hard. His chest rose and fell and his tongue protruded, trying to rid his body of excess heat. He remained tied to the woman before him, but otherwise paid her no mind as he waited for the stars dancing in his field of vision to fade and fully subside. Only after they were free would he give her rump an affectionate pat. "Good girl." Then he rolled over and promptly fell asleep.

"Merrick Mendacium"