Unexpectedly, his rhythm changed. His trembling fingers and panicked breathing signaled something was about to happen. His manhood inside her began to thicken and pulsate, filling her with a sensation she had never experienced before. Overwhelmed, Min cried out and clenched her fists, her body quivering with pleasure. As his swollen hardness locked inside her, a primal wail escaped her lips. It shouldn't have felt good, but it did. Her body convulsed, and she reached climax without even touching herself.
As he reached his climax, she let out another ecstatic cry. The pulsating, tensing sensation of his swollen cock inside her brought her immense pleasure. The spasms of his swollen bulb of flesh sent waves of delight through her body, grinding against her most sensitive areas. Her belly throbbed with intense pleasure, each powerful release of his seed making her feel even fuller.
Min found herself lying on the floor of the hidden den, her belly pressed against the earth. Her legs were spread wide open as her mysterious assailant and lover enveloped her, becoming more like a guardian and possessor with each passing moment. She attempted to speak, interrupted by hiccups caused by the overwhelming flow of his seed into her womb. "What...who..." Min licked her lips, tasting the dirt but feeling too consumed by pleasure to truly care. "Why did you...?"
Above her head, she reached out and encountered his neck and shoulders. They were broad, thick, and covered in bristling fur, reminiscent of the bear that had chased her or the wolf that had seemingly saved her life. But this was no wolf; it was a man, a creature with long arms and clawed hands. A crackling sound above her momentarily snapped Min out of her sexual haze, as his cock twitched and the knot pressed firmly against the walls of her sore pussy. She gasped and squealed, biting her bloody lip as another orgasm washed over her, causing her body to convulse and tremble. She continued to rut in the dirt for a moment until she finally went still, whimpering with every breath.
Then, the man's tongue traced her shoulder, igniting a different kind of fire that shot through her arm and chest. She screamed, a mix of shock and pain escaping her lips. She felt him shift, heard him spit into the dirt. "This is going to hurt," his voice rumbled softly, not tender but possessing a certain gentleness she might have glimpsed in a gray cloud amidst flashes of lightning and falling rain on her exposed skin. It was the softness she imagined the wolf's fur might possess, even as it bared its teeth at her. It was the softness of her mother's tender kisses, tinged with the knowledge of her fiery temper.
Min's world became a chaotic mix of lightning flashes as he persistently licked her open wound, spitting out blood while forcefully holding her hands to prevent her from stopping him. Amidst this unsettling scene, the pulsating sensation of his swollen cock inside her intensified, sending waves of pleasure surging through her body, electrifying her core, thighs, and even her breasts, which made her nipples tingle. Orgasm after orgasm washed over her, leaving her trembling from enduring the contrasting sensations. Eventually, his licking slowed and ceased altogether, and his cock gradually stopped releasing its seed into her pussy.
"Ah, much better," he declared.
"Can't say... mmmph... the same for myself," Min giggled unexpectedly, surprised by her own response.
"Try moving your arm," he commanded.
She complied and was astonished to find that the pain had subsided. As she cautiously probed the once-injured flesh, she discovered that it had completely healed. A gasp escaped her lips, and she turned her head to look up at him, even though the darkness enveloped them, allowing her to only catch a faint glimmer in his eyes.
"What did you do?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.
"I healed you," he answered, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.
"Who are you? What are you?" she said. She felt full and swollen herself, but that was no surprise given how much cum he'd poured inside of her. "Why did you...take me?" she added, in a whisper.
"I am a child of Kelash, the She-Wolf," he said. "I was chasing the creature that attacked you. I saved your life: you were infected with the sickness that tainted him. Had I not removed it, you would be dead by nightfall." He spoke in the same soft tone, but his voice allowed her no room for argument, as though what he said was the truth and she simply had to accept it.
"But... why did you..." Her voice trailed off, her fingers gently tracing the contours of her hip and lower belly, still pressed against the soft earth. The lingering sensation of being filled with his abundant seed left her perplexed, the initial pleasure fading and leaving behind a sense of confusion about his forceful possession and why he had taken her in the first place. "Did you... desire me?" she asked, struggling to find the right words, longing for her mother's guidance on the ways and behaviors of men.
"I claimed you," he replied, his tone surprisingly gentle given the circumstances. "I have a purpose for you elsewhere. By marking you and leaving my scent, I can ensure your protection on the journey that lies ahead."
"Journey?" Min's surprise jolted through her, and she instinctively attempted to pull away, but the grip of his swollen knot kept her firmly grounded. Her body sank back to the ground, a mixture of trembling sensations coursing through her, a blend of pain and pleasure. "But I... I can't--"
"Hush," he commanded, his hand firmly pressing against her mouth once more.
Initially, Min couldn't comprehend why he silenced her, but then she heard it—a distant cry of "Yasemin?!" It was her mother's voice, filled with fear and desperation, echoing from a great distance. "Yasemin, where are you?"
"Stay silent," the man growled, a faint hint of menace in his voice. "Don't make a sound."
Min attempted to free herself from his grasp, but his hold was unyielding, and her jaw throbbed from the pressure. Eventually, she nodded in reluctant agreement.
"Don't cry out," he reiterated, loosening his grip.
"It's my mother," she whispered to him. "She's worried about me."
"That matters not," he said, beginning to pull back. "My need of you does not concern her." There was a firm pressure, her cunt protesting at him pulling away from her, then a wet pop and the feeling of warm jizz gushing from between her legs, pooling and spilling into the dirt.
Min shuddered one last time and it took her several moments to find the strength to push onto her hands and knees again, all while listening to her mother's frantic cries and hating not being able to answer.
"Why do you need me? Why did you...mark me?" She felt, rather than saw, his hand clasp around her arm as he pulled her to her feet; cum trickled down her thighs and between her knees. Her legs gave a shudder and finally held, but it took her a moment, leaning against him for balance. His flesh was firm and surprisingly hairy, not at all like her smooth skin.
"My people need ones such as you," he said. He was silent for a long moment afterwards, to the point where she thought he might've forgotten what they were talking about, then he took her small hand in his and led her into the dark, back the way they'd come. "If we're discovered by others in the forest, they should smell my scent on you and leave us in peace."
"Even if it's another bear?"