The tight grip around her muzzle and neck was suffocating. Every breath was heaved, forced through closing passageways as he held her firmly against her will. His tongue slid over her nostrils, filling her nose with the coppery scent of blood and something else that was entirely him. Forcing air from her burning lungs, she attempted to clear her nose of the overwhelming scent. Even under his heavy pressure, she tried to shake her head as her body wanted to sneeze to rid itself of the sensation.<br/><br/>Clamping her eyes shut as he shook her violently, his words coursed through her. Pinpricks of sensation ran across her skin, hairs standing on end. The moment he realized she wouldn’t allow herself to shift, he crushed her throat and she quickly had to fight for every breath she so desperately needed.<br/><br/>With her belly exposed, tail tucked between her legs and up her belly, covering her most vulnerable places, she was forced to submit. Forced to show him that she was behind him - an act no one had forced of her before. She was the alpha’s daughter and submissive to only him. But he was dead now and she had no one.<br/><br/>Tears held on dearly at the fur edges her bright green eyes and the understanding that he’d never stop toppled over her as her vision wavered from lack of oxygen and her lungs burned with their worthless efforts. The fingers of his opposite hand delved into the fur of her belly, playing with the tip of her tail. The laughter that erupted at her expense ignited feelings of embarrassment as he toyed with her vulnerabilities and mocked the fight he was successfully beating out of her.<br/><br/>Once more he slammed her skull into the now packed earth, her vision blacked momentarily and when it came back it was the welling of tears that blurred her sight now. All the while, his fingers tenderly ran through the soft fur so close to her sex.<br/><br/>Closing her eyes, she gave in. Out of choice and out of air, a soft rustle of fur and the breeze across bare flesh brought her eyes open, staring up into his dark, cruel gaze. Delicate flesh covered smooth curves and the lines of well used muscles underneath. The red tones of her fur were left behind in the long waves of strawberry blonde locks that laid across the dirt and the small patch between strong, lean thighs. Small hands moved to curl around the wrist of the hand wrapped around her delicate neck and no account made for her absolute nakedness.<br/><br/>It was the men that circled around who made notice of it. She paid them no mind, focused solely on the tall man with his fingers crushing her throat and his other hand at her belly just under her navel. Her youth was obvious, but there was no denying that childhood had long since left her.