Leo barely had a second to react before Zyra pounced on him.
Her powerful, muscular but sexy thighs locked around his waist, and her hands pinned his wrists above his head. Her silver fur glistened under the moonlight, her body hot and demanding against his.
Her breath came out in ragged pants, her predatory blue eyes glowing as she looked over him.
"A male...." Zyra whispered licking her lips. Her tail swayed, slowly, dangerously behind her. "You have no idea....how long I've waited for this."
Leo gulped. He was in deep.
The wolf queen wasn't just interested in him—she was desperate. He could see it in the way her sharp claws trembled as they grazed his skin, the way her hips pressed against him, her instincts overpowering any restraint she had left.
"Let me," Leo tried, testing his strength.
Zyra's lips curled into a smirk. And why would I do that, little male?"
Her grip tightened, her claws dragging down his chest, leaving faint red lines in their wake. A mix of pain and pleasure shot through him, making his breath hitch.
"Because," Leo smirked, shifting his hips beneath her, pressing himself against her warmth, I think you want a male who won't just roll over and submit."
Zyra froze.
Her tail flicked violently. Her pupils dilated. Her breathing became erratic.
Leo's smirk widened. Got her.
******
Zyra's growl vibrated through her chest as she leaned down, her fangs grazing his jaw.
"You're playing a dangerous game, male," she murmured, her breath hot against his skin.
Leo bucked his hips up, rubbing against her slick heat, making her shudder involuntarily.
"Then let's play," he challenged.
Zyra's eyes blazer with desire and fury. Her dominance wavered for a split second, and that was all Leo needed.
Using every ounce of strength he had, he twisted his wrists free and flipped them over.
Zyra let out a surprised growl as Leo pinged her beneath him, grabbing her wrists and forcing them above her head.
Now he was the one on top.
A stunned silence filled the air.
Then, Zyra let out a low, throaty chuckle.
"Well, well...." Her lips curled into a smirk, fangs flashing in the moonlight. "Maybe you are not as weak as I thought."
Leo leaned down, brushing his lips against her ear. And maybe you don't want to be in control as much as you pretend to."
Zyra's body tensed. Her breathing hitched.
For the first time, uncertainty flickered in her gaze.
Leo grinned. Bingo.
******
Leo didn't waste time. His hands traveled down Zyra's toned, fired sides, gripping her firm thighs before spreading them apart.
A soft, needy whimper escaped Zyra's throat—quickly replaced by a growl as she tried to surprise it.
Leo chuckled. "What's the matter? Not used to being touched like this?"
Zyra bared her fangs in frustration. "Shut up, male—"
Leo bit her neck.
Zyra's entire body jerked violently beneath him. Her claws sank into his back, her breath coming out in harsh pants.
"Ah—! You...!" Her voice shook.
Leo licked the spot he had bitten. "Sensitive huh?"
Zyra trembled beneath him. Her tail wrapped tightly around his leg, holding him in place.
"You....bastard...." she panted.
Leo smirked. He had her now.
He reached between them, fingers teasing at her entrance, feeling how soaked she already was.
Zyra gasped, her hips jerking involuntarily.
"Seems like you are ready," Leo murmured.
Her body betrayed her. She wanted this. She needed this.
Zyra snarled her pride warring with her instincts. "Just do it already—"
Leo didn't give her the satisfaction of control.
He slammed into her.
Zyra threw her head back, a loud, gutteral moan tearing from her lips. Her claws raked down his back, her legs, locking around his waist.
"F-fuck....!" Zyra gasped, arching into him.
Leo gritted his teeth. She was tight. Hot. Her walls squeezed him mercilessly.
She was strong, dangerous, dominant —but now, beneath him, she was completely his.
And judging by the way her body shuddered, she loved it.
Leo sets a ruthless pace, slamming into her with deep, powerful thrusts.
Zyra's moans became louder, her grip on his back bruising. Her tail coiled tighter around him, her ears flattened as her body trembled.
Her pride was shattering.
Leo could see it—the way her dominance crumbled with every thrust, the way her moans turned desperate.
"My name is Leo. I want to hear you say it."
"L-Leo—"Zyra gasped.
Leo grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him. "Say it."
Her blue eyes dazed with lust, her lips parted as she struggled for control.
"I...." Zyra whimpered. "I—"
Leo slammed into her one last time, sending her over the edge.
Zyra's entire body convulsed, a loud, raw cry ripping through her throat as pleasure overtook her.
Her claws dug into his arms, her walls squeezing him tight as her tail lashes wildly.
Leo groaned, burying himself deep inside her as he followed her into release.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Only the sound of ragged breathing and the distant rustle of trees filled the air.
Zyra lay beneath him, completely spent, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Leo pulled back slightly, brushing silver strands of hair from her sweaty forehead.
Zyra glared up at him weakly. "....I hate you."
Leo smirked. "No, you don't."
Zyra huffed, looking away—but the way her tail curled loosely around his leg said otherwise.
Ding!
******
[Mission Complete: Survive the Wolf Queen's heat]
Reward: Wolf Queen's Loyalty+10 strength bonus
******
Leo exhaled. Ten strength?
No wonder he felt stronger already.
He glanced at Zyra, who had now curled up beside him, her silver tail draped protectively over his waist.
She was still glaring —but now, there was someone softer in her gaze.
Possession.
Leo sighed. One wife down. Who knew how many more to go?
But if every encounter was like this...
He smirked. Maybe this world wasn't so bad after all.