Zachery slammed a fist into the side of Kira's head, dazing her if nothing else while she fought and kicked against him like a wild cat caught in a trap.  When she slumped, the russet wolf grinned from ear to ear as he spread the woman's thighs and planted his cock between her legs, driving it deep within her core.  He moaned/growled as her sex wrapped around him, his member well lubricated naturally and so it went in smoothly despite its size.  It wasn't big like the 'male' wolf's own that was still being raped if he had to guess, but he definitely wasn't small either.  He filled her without mercy, pumping back and forth hard and fast as he licked her face again, letting his tongue go between her lips just enough to drop a few bits of his saliva between her lips.  Being four hundred years meant he had a few advantages, such as making this particular pest want to be fucked like a dog if she happened to ingest his drool, or if he started to pour his cum between her folds she'd start to yield and become his in that sense as well.  So many choices, so little time.