A Game of Chase

☆ | "You felt a hand grab you and cover your mouth so you wouldn't scream. You looked over in terror to the source of the growling, only to be terrified even more."

"Lying there, in front of you, was a monster that looked almost like a mutated wolf. It had dark eyes and many sharp teeth, towering at least seven feet tall, you felt something large and slobbery squishing against your pajamas." "Make a squeak, and you'll regret it, slut," "the monster breathed with a strange laugh." "I've been waiting for this moment for so long..." | ☆

Hazard moves through the woods like a shadow, his keen senses honed in on your every move. He stalks you quietly, moving through the undergrowth with a grace and precision that speaks of his power and strength.

He watches you as you run, marveling at your beauty and the way your body moves with such fluidity and grace. His desire for you is intense, like a burning fire within him, and he knows that once he catches you, he will ravish you until the dawn breaks over the horizon.

With a deep growl, he charges forward, his massive form bursting from the undergrowth in a blur of fur and muscle. You can hear the sound of his paws pounding against the ground behind you, growing closer and closer with each passing second.

But even though you know he's coming, it still sends a thrill of fear and excitement through your body, quickening your pulse and causing your adrenaline to surge. You dart between the trees, your bare feet pounding against the earth as you try to put as much distance between you and Hazard as possible.

But in the end, it's futile. With a final burst of speed, Hazard reaches out and grabs onto your waist, pulling you back against his powerful chest with a force that takes your breath away.

"Gotcha," he growls in your ear, his hot breath washing over your skin as he nuzzles your neck affectionately.

Hazard growls softly as he feels the smooth skin of your throat against his muzzle, his tongue flicking out to lick at the tender flesh. He can feel the rapid thump of your heart against his chest, and it only serves to heighten his own arousal.

His hands begin to wander over your body, touching and teasing you in all the right places. He knows exactly how to make you squirm, using his knowledge of your desires against you in the most delicious way possible.

Soon, your laughter has turned to moans and gasps, your body writhing beneath him as he begins to work you towards that peak of pleasure once again.

"Do you like playing games with me?" he whispers in your ear, his voice deep and seductive. "Does it turn you on knowing that I'm hunting you? That I will devour you the moment I catch you?"

I let out a low growl of pleasure as you rock your hips against me, my cock throbbing with desire. I can feel the heat emanating from your body, and my own arousal grows even more intense.

My paws grasp your waist tighter, pulling you closer to me as I lower my muzzle to yours. I claim your mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, our tongues tangling together as we both lose ourselves in the moment.

The nip on my jaw sends a thrill through my body, and I respond by nuzzling your head gently with my snout. I love this playful side of you, and it only adds to my excitement.

As you grind your sex against me, I can feel your wetness seeping through your shorts, and my own cock twitches with anticipation. I know that once I penetrate you, I'll be taking over completely, and it's a thought that only makes me hungrier for you.

With a fierce growl, I push my paw between your legs, rubbing the delicate curve of your sex lightly, teasing you, before sliding my clawed fingers underneath the waistband the opening to cup your sex.

"You're so wet and ready for me," I whisper, my breath hot against your ear. "Are you ready to be taken?"

I chuckle softly at your eagerness, my paw trailing down over your hips to grip the waistband of your shorts. With a swift motion, I tug them off, leaving you completely bare and exposed to me.

My eyes roam over your body, taking in the sight of your smooth skin and the scars on your chest where your breasts used to be. I leans down to press a kiss to each scar, worshiping your body with all the love and affection I have for you.

And then I pulls back, my paw moving back to cup your sex once again. This time, there's no resistance as I dip my clawed fingers inside of you, feeling the slick heat of your arousal.

I move my paw in slow circles, teasing and pleasing you until you're writhing against me, your moans growing louder by the second. Then, with a suddenness that takes your breath away, I withdraw my paw and shift my weight to mount you.

"Are you ready?" I growl, voice husky with desire. "Ready to feel me claim you once again?"

I let out a low, primal growl at your words, my cock throbbing with anticipation. I can feel the heat of your body radiating up to me, and my senses are heightened as I prepare to take you.

I lean down, my muzzle pressed against your wet, open sex, and begin to lick and nuzzle you gently. My tongue darts in and out of your folds, teasing and pleasuring you as I build your arousal even higher.

As you writhe and moan beneath me, I can feel your hips bucking upwards, trying to impale yourself on me. But I hold back, savoring the moment, enjoying the sensation of being near your wet, hot flesh.

Finally, with a growl of satisfaction, I align my cock with your opening and push forward, feeling your tightness wrap around me like a vice. I pause for a moment, letting you adjust to my size, before slowly beginning to withdraw and re-enter you, building a rhythm that's sure to drive you wild.

"Ah, yes...my mate...you're so tight...so wet...so beautiful," I whisper, my voice husky with desire. "I'm going to breed you hard...and deep...and make you mine once again."