It was laughable to see her so still when he freed himself from the pants that had barely concealed his intentions. He did snicker darkly, mockingly, when he pointed her toes to the ceiling of the tent and she finally galvanized. It was like everything she did was to honey herself for his desires, not really to fight him. He let her have her pretend, and watched as her breasts swayed when she thrashed against the mat.<br/><br/>Her real nature rushed to paralyze her limbs when his purposeful flesh presented itself. How prettily she gave herself away, and how clearly he revealed his discovery of it on his grin. She was still considering whether to heed his command, and he didn't mind busying himself by fucking the spring between her thighs, the head of his member sliding on her stomach, leaving trails of enthusiasm in its wake.<br/><br/>He gasped in accomplishment when her hips lifted to seek out what friction his moving length had for her need. It was such a primal way to ask for his deep attention, but it was endearing. The rod twitched in deliberation, torturing her with its absence further, until her mouth made the human sound of her animal's language. Raud nodded to himself and let go of her ankles to let her legs fan out for him. He lifted his hips to bring his cock back, and then stabbed the wolf girl while she was barking sweetly.<br/><br/>He'd been waiting since he'd first seen her to do this right. Forcing her could have been it, but he was rather pleased with this outcome as he dressed his veins and fortified limb with her thickly welcoming inner. It wasn't that far from a hateful, selfish act, though, as he rammed her. Would her body stand for his length? She wasn't some female chief of another clan who's approval he needed. Varga was his, come to him through conquering. He supposed he owed her a romp now that she'd done what he'd told her, but that didn't mean he had to leave her rosy cheeked and singing.<br/><br/>Raud had his hands on the mat, shoulders growing from the position over her as he gave himself the leverage to push hard into her. His body was made for war, and it practiced it on the girl's hips. It was no surprise that he wanted to see how well the part wolf would do with such violence. Perhaps that was exactly the kind of fucking a half-thing like her desired. It wasn't really knowledge he needed. Raud and his honed build worked toward finding her favorite places and lines, but he explored them roughly, with quick stabs to try her little body.