The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven & Dringdar))
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				Title: <strong>The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>03-08-2015, 09:32:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/Sasha02TGR.jpg)</div><br>The forests that bordered the borderlines of&nbsp; the Canada and America borders there was a pack of lycans that were the most dangerous amongst the packs within North America. Most of the other packs were not too violent, but this particular one had very few females and a great deal of males. Their Alpha was singular female who was one of the only females that bred within the pack. Her females in the pack were kept for other purposes. They often pleasured the males with their mouths and asses. Their Queen was the female that fucked the males the hardest of all the females and chose the most powerful males to mate with when she finally does go into heat. The easiest way to discern who is the Queen is the one female who isn't in her lycan or full on wolf form. <br><br>The female with the long white hair and piercing bright crystal blue eyes was their Queen. Her skin was a beautiful porcelain shade and made her look like some kind of exotic female form made out of soft snow flakes. But her full curves were probably the most prominent part of her form. With breasts that easily overflowed even the males in their lycan forms when they held those full plump tits. Her stomach was firm with a toned abdomen that expressed how strong and powerful she was. She had an hourglass figure with a very narrow waistline that made her hips seem even fuller than they were. Those hips trailed down to the thick firmly toned thighs of her very long legs. <br><br>Everything about her exuded confidence, sexuality, and power. She was everything that a male would want and every single one of the males in her pack did want her. <br><br>It was a warm evening of the end of summer and the tree's leaves were already turning colors. The sun had finally gone down and the pack was relaxing in the shade that the sun going down had brought. Sasha, the Queen, watched her pack with a slow curving smile along her plump enticing pink lips. She was entirely naked as she lounged back against a tree that looked like a throne from the way it was shaped. Her thick thighs were crossed one over the other and her long white hair was trailing down over her right shoulder to spill down that arm and teasingly over her tits with her nipples poking through. <br><br>One of the males moved over to her walking upright in his lycan form trailing his paws up along her thick thighs. The sensation was pleasurable for her as she parted her thighs for him and allowed for him to cup her sex. Her sultry husky moan echoed as she leaned back in her throne. The scent her sweet sex gave off was powerful with its intoxicating sweet muskiness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>03-08-2015, 22:45:21</strong>
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				The scent given off by such a lovely female was quite hypnotic. The male lycans who she ruled would all be drawn to it, lead to her beauty in droves... But one such male was drawn not from her pack, but from many miles away. A young male, an outcast from his clan due to a streak of violence he'd committed against his kin, came to watch from the relative safety of the brush. He was nothing special; average in his size, lacking in bulk and weight, but not too small as to be a predator. His fangs were as sharp as any, and his claws as powerful also, but it was in his demeanor which he was dubbed unfit. <br><br>The loner watched in jealous frustration as the most beautiful and desirable of all females was given attention by a male. He wished with all of his being he was strong enough to take her, to protect her, and most importantly, to breed her. He sat in his hidden place, claws scratching uselessly at the ground, while he salivated at the thought of taking her cunt, of emptying weeks or even months of pent up seed directly into that fertile vessel... An erection poked forward, eight inches of long, red, canine cock, dribbling with desire... <br><br>But before he was forced to watch more, he turned, reluctantly, and fled back to his home. There he had a woman who was not out of his reach, but in fact, his mate. She was like him, too weak for the life of the clan. It was natural that they, two outcasts, would share a life. For whatever reason, despite a year of trying, they'd yet to produce a child, much to their dismay. Now, however, he had a good reason to try again... <br><br>The male pushed open the door to his humble cabin, his body having returned to its human form. He did not speak as he wandered into his home, to take a seat wherever he first found. All he could see was the queen... And he wanted her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 01:29:08</strong>
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				One of the very last things that Sasha was attempting to do was draw in more males to her pack. She was very good at controlling them, that was certain, but if she had too many more males they might end up having issues. There were 3 other females in the pack and all three of them were breeders as well. But, they often bred with the ones who weren't hand picked by Sasha to breed with her. She chose the strongest males and the smartest. She remained picky about which males were allowed to bred with her because she needed to give birth to strong pups. If she had bred every male in the pack then it likely wouldn't be a very strong one. So far Sasha already had one litter of pups and those pups were soundly asleep with their father in the nesting cave just a few feet away hidden in the growing darkness of the night. <br><br>Sasha had already fed her pups for the night, but as her arousal grew her full breasts swelled to a sexy kind of firmness with her milk. This left her aching not only with her cunt, but also with her breasts as they longed to release the warm milk within. The male cupping her sex was already grinding into her side as he growled against her slender neck with arousal. Her juices were coating his paw like hands quickly. She couldn't wait much longer and that was when she beckoned one of her other males over who eagerly attached his maw to her swollen breast to suckle the warm milk firmly from her breast. Even as that male helped her empty her breasts she nudged the other male to stand so that she could taste his cock. <br><br>The sight of it was stunningly erotic. Sasha with her smooth soft skin and luscious curves bared as she ran one hand through the dark fur of the male who was sucking her milk filled teat and her plump pink lips were wrapped around the swollen red canine cock of the other male whose paw like hands were gripping her white hair. <br><br>Sounds and smells filled the area as she fucked those males throughout a good portion of the night. Her tight cunt had been overflowed with cum and her nipples still dripped a little bit of milk as she lay pressed between the two male furred bodies with one cock still throbbing in her ass as the other remained firmly pressed against her creamy looking cunt. <br><br>That was a rather typical night for Sasha with her pack. And this was a time when she wasn't in heat. When she was.. Even the weaker males got to have her because of how insatiable she became during that time. Whenever all of the females went into heat together, which wasn't always, it became a full on wild orgy night or week depending. But, she wasn't in heat yet and neither were the other females. <br><br>The rest of the night passed by quietly as everyone was asleep. Sasha remained warm despite her lack of clothing because of the warm lycan male bodies pressed in tight against her front and back. One of the males had his muzzle resting on her shoulder and the other had his buried against her breasts. It was obvious that this pack was happy with the way things worked and they didn't have any problems because Sasha led with a very firm hand. However, the next morning brought danger when Sasha finally stirred. <br><br>A new scent was around the area. Her senses were sharp even in her human form and her eyes flashed a sudden bright glowing blue-green color as she slipped out from between the two males to follow that scent. She followed it to a cabin and laid low in the brush as she watched with bright eyes that held an intense look of anger. There was another lycan male in that cabin and he had seen her last night. The scent of his arousal was evident and it left a stronger trail because of the form he had been in. Her question was what this male wanted.. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 05:47:17</strong>
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				It would be obvious, surely, to her what he wanted? What did any other wolf want from her? Her body. All of it. Her mouth. Her cunt. Her ass. Her mind. And most importantly? Her womb. Nothing was more critical or important was that empty part of her body, capable of bringing life to the world... And nothing was more important to a male wolf than that. It was his ability to reproduce, to have his genes pass on to the next generation. With such power under his control and authority, he would be capable of greatness indeed. <br><br>But until then, all that remained was for the male wolf to grow the courage, or the desperation, to take Sasha's crown, and replace it with a collar. She would cease to be a queen, and become a simple bitch, her purpose nothing more substantial than that of a whore for his pleasure, and for breeding. It would transform the young male from a nobody with nothing, to a king... No, not a humble, mere king, but a <em>god</em> amongst wolves. A true, undeniable alpha male, a force of nature who's power was the stuff of legend. He would conquer... And he would destroy anyone who dared to deny him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 06:06:33</strong>
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				Sasha was cunning and patient as she waited until she was certain that the household was quiet that night. The forest was her ally and provided coverage for the gorgeous queen as she searched the outside perimeter for any kind of weakness. When she couldn't find a weakness in the household's entrances she growled in frustration. Only then did she use her claws to slowly pick the lock on the front door. That was her way in and she quietly shut the door behind her as she wandered through the house. She left her scent all over the house as she wandered through the house in the darkness. The only thing that could be seen about her features was the white soft color of her hair and bright glowing green-blue eyes. <br><br>This male was married and had no pack. Now that was rather strange, Sasha thought to herself, and walked towards the bedroom door. She pushed that door open and looked upon a married couple sleeping in their bed. It was such a weird sight for her considering the male was a lycan. And the room didn't smell of sex or anything like that. In fact that smell was gone entirely from the room as if they hadn't had sex in a very long time which is what made her raise an eyebrow in curiosity again. <br><br>She crawled onto the bed and over the male to straddle his body on all fours. He was not really an unattractive male, in fact, he was gorgeous and very desirable which made her want to see the rest of him. <strong>"Lets see what else you have..."</strong> She purred quietly. <br><br>Sasha finally began to draw the blankets down and she grinned at the males body. <strong>"Oh my..."</strong> She murmured leaning down and beginning to kiss his stomach over each of his firm muscles along his abdomen. Those plump milky tits of hers pressed tightly up against his groin in whatever undergarments he was wearing. One of her hands traced along his groin cupping his heavy balls beneath to help excite that cock of his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 06:47:51</strong>
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				The man was unaware of what he would be missing as he slept. It was a pity that he wouldn't be enjoying this lustful, sexual display of eroticism by the queen Sasha. She lay over him, straddling him, touching his cock and balls and chest and body with her gorgeous, beautiful, plump tits, both of which were full of luscious, life giving milk. One day, though he did not yet know it, it would be his children she soon nursed... But for now, it was his cock, swelling rapidly, growing hard and fat as she served him with her hands and tits. <br><br>It wouldn't take terribly long before the lycan beneath Sasha showed off a full erection, a cock which, in human form, was nearly ten inches long, and as thick as a toilet paper tube. The tip was especially bulbous and fat, sensitive, and it gave off a delicious, at least to a werewolf, heady aroma which would only serve to further enhance her lust and arousal. He shifted slightly in his slumber, his lips curling into a small, almost innocent smile. In his mind, he dreamed not of Sasha, but of his wife. She was still the owner of his heart, even though his body would soon belong to Sasha... But then, it would only take a few times before he owned her body in kind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 07:05:28</strong>
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				That small innocent smile annoyed Sasha as she glanced at the slender form of his human wife. She was an alpha female and didn't like other females who affected males she marked as her own. Which she was in the process of doing with the male underneath right now. <br><br>Sasha gasped as she smelled that amazing pheromones scent that his tip gave off and suddenly she couldn't stop herself from lifting up her ass in the air in shameless wanton need. The room began to fill with the thick scent of nearly a bitch in heat. It wasn't quite the same overpowering scent as that one was, but it was a powerful unmistakable scent of a lycan bitch in arousal. Sasha tugged his undergarments off and nuzzled her lips and nose along the tip of his cockhead. Her hands moved up along his thighs and then along each side of his chest before raking her nails down his chest until it left reddened welts on his skin. <br><br>She pulled away from his cock and leaned over his cock with her milky tits hovering over his cock. <strong>"I think you will love this..."</strong> She whispered breathlessly, and began to squeeze her nipples until milk dribbled down onto his cock coating it with its sweetness. Sasha moaned a bit loudly, uncaring if his wife woke, but his wife didn't move at all as the queen teased her husband in their own bed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 07:46:08</strong>
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				A pity he lacked consciousness; he rather might have enjoyed having her serve him if he'd been awake to watch and feel it properly. As it was though, all he could do was lie there in silent slumber, and feel her tits and milk and hands and fingers and the like on his erection. It felt lovely of course, but it was roughly the equivalent to eating a delicious, well cooked meal cold, when it was intended to be devoured fresh from the oven. It still was tasty and filling, but it was just not as good as if it had been eaten when it was still steaming. <br><br>His hips lifted naturally in response to her affection, trying to get nearer to the source of the pleasure, which was Sasha. The smell of her was growing stronger, and the male, likewise, was growing more interested in it. In his mind it was but a dream, a product of his overactive imagination, but that didn't mean he would explode with want and hunger when he returned to the real world the next morning... After all, her scent was filling the room, and it would be impossible for him to not identify it as the queen he lusted for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 08:18:49</strong>
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				Sasha was quickly getting to a point that she wanted even more from him, but that was not something she was willing to take from him while he was asleep. For now, she wanted to leave her mark on him as she slowly licks up along his cock tasting her own milk on his cock. It was sweet and tangy like the best sort of blood she could devour from a prey. But this was delicious warm milk that she was enjoying from off of his dick that was so perfectly thick and the best kind of length she could have had for her body. Her tongue flattened against the underside of his cock and curled her tongue along his dick before she twirled her tongue around his tip. A moan vibrated along his cockhead and finally she grasped his tip with her lips slowly lowering her mouth onto his cock until finally his tip hit the back of her throat. <br><br>She gagged on his cock and a pool of her saliva dripped down his length and pooled along his balls before she licked it up. She had to use both hands wrapped around his cock and as she choked herself on his cock she also jacked his dick off at the same time while the sound of her throat choking on his cock made his wife stir. Sasha glared at the human bitch and growled dangerously before she continued to suck him off roughly watching his wife carefully as she stayed asleep. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 22:52:56</strong>
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				His dreams were of heaven; he was surrounded by women, all of whom wanted a piece of him, and none of whom would be denied. In his dreams, a cunt ground on his mouth, which he licked dutifully, while two others rode his fingers. A fourth woman, the basis in reality, was sucking him, working his cock and balls with her lustful mouth. Sasha would find her reward for her work very soon, her goal of espionage building rapidly within the man's testicles. <br><br>Without warning, the man let out a soft groan, his back and hips arching upwards and forward. A spurt of his jizz splattered into Sasha's mouth, followed by more, though the rest did not shoot, but merely oozed freely... His back and hips arched for a short period, several seconds of orgasm, before he collapsed, silent save his heavy breathing, and unmoving aside from his heaving chest.
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				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 23:02:20</strong>
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				Sasha didn't really expect for this domesticated wolf to really last long. After all he had a little mortal woman who was his mate for now and probably could barely manage to stir his true animal lusts if at all. She was too much for him in his current state and Sasha knew that without a shadow of a doubt as she felt his cock throbbing more intensely beneath her lips. <br><br>She didn't flinch at all, but instead moaned around his thickened length to press her mouth further down onto his cock so that she ensured none of his cum escaped. Her tongue flicked along the base of his dick and caught any of his oozing seed until it pooled on her tongue. That was when she slowly slid upwards on his cock with all of his cum before gratefully swallowing his load. Her eyes glowed in the dark as she slid upwards on his body and straddled his lap so that she could rub her swollen cunt back and forth over his tip whispering in his ear. <br><br><strong>"Don't worry, my wolf, I'll be back for you.."</strong> She growled softly into his ear before teasing his earlobe with her sharp fangs and pulling off of his lap. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 23:09:45</strong>
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				The queen of lycans could not possibly know what she was setting in motion. She was sure he was a wolf; his smell and his taste would confirm that. But it was not possible she would be aware of what was dwelling inside him; the heart of a true wolf, savage and destructive beat within... And with this simple, basic display of fellatio, she had awoken it properly, given it food and strength... The next time she came for him, he would still not be a proper wolf, so much as a large dog with bigger than normal fangs...<br><br>But after he had her the first time, after he emptied his first load of cum inside her fertile cunt... That would start her on a journey to her own enslavement. She would cease to be queen, replaced instead as a mere female, one of his little bitch cunts to fuck and pump full of seed. His insatiable hunger and lust would be overpowering, and it would not take long before he began to seek out new blood, new vessels... The danger of having such a powerful alpha male join her pack... Well, it was likely her pack would not survive his awakening...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-08-2015, 23:19:25</strong>
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				She was most assuredly unaware of what she was starting to stir inside of him. For Sasha, she wasn't all too sure if she was helping a real alpha come out of him or perhaps just a nice addition to her pack. She was hoping for a true alpha so that she would be able to have her very own alpha male and perhaps stop having to have every one of her males just to help keep her satisfied. <br><br>Sasha left his cabin, letting him sleep in his bed comfortably beside his mortal bitch, but she wasn't letting it go just at that. She wanted him to wake up and see that his cock was coated with her spit and be able to smell her scent throughout his home so that he knew who had come to satisfy him. <br><br>When she returned to her own peaceful home the other males smelled him on her and growled at her. This only made Sasha snap her teeth at them and bare her human teeth in a snarl to shut them up. She let her males sulk for the night as she slept curled with some furs she had made herself at the opening of the cave where her pups slept with their father. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>09-08-2015, 20:27:30</strong>
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				That next morning began with a most unusual start. The male wolf rose very slowly, his body sluggish and dormant, as it usually was in the early morning. He was not the type of wolf who enjoyed anything before the sun was high in the sky, but today he felt especially sore and sleepy. Out of habit, he stretched, lifting his arms high, and sticking out his feet, before inhaling deeply. He felt himself go instantly into a cramp in his legs, a painful shot of muscle tension which had him yelping and swearing, while his hands struggled to soothe the screaming muscles. <br><br>It was hard to say for sure what he was smelling, only that he'd not expected it, and as such he'd over extended his limbs. It smelled fucking <em>good</em>. Kind of like his wife, but stronger, and with a different twinge to it. He couldn't specify for certain, but if he didn't know better, he'd say it was the scent of that beautiful wolf queen he'd seen the previous day... One glance to his wife had him salivating, and a slip of his tongue over his lips had him crawling towards her, cock swelling between his legs; he wouldn't be taking no for an answer...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-08-2015, 04:15:44</strong>
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				His wife wasn't all that happy about the way her husband woke her up. She protested his efforts, but eventually gave in. What his wife did notice was that he was far more lustful than she was used to. It was almost like he couldn't resist her and he did bring her pleasure but she loved it missionary style and never liked it very rough.<br><br>Sasha woke the next morning to five little pups coming up to her. With a slight shake of her hair she transformed into a beautiful slender white wolf. She stood a little shorter than a pony and she greatly enjoyed changing into this form when she did. Her eyes were a stunning bright blue-green color and they were filled with affection and love as she looked down at her pups. With patience she laid back down and watched as her pups raced over to her slender belly. Their little paws pressed in against her belly as they suckled her warm sweet milk from her body. She leaned her muzzle down to lick their fur softly. It was clear she loved her pups and their father walked out of the cave to interact with others. And Sasha's day began.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>14-08-2015, 06:50:28</strong>
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				What did he give a fuck about if she was happy or not though? Not to say he didn't love his wife, but fuck, he was horny. Damn horny. He took his wife, used her as a lover; he even did his best to restrain his overwhelming lusts. He kissed her and nuzzled her, shared giggles with her when she was tickled by his scruffy beard or his pawing hands, took care to bring her pleasure with a steady tempo and clitoral stimulation, and even indulged her favored position, despite the boring nature of it.<br><br>When they finished, and he rolled off of her, leaving her cunt to ooze his seed out of her, he stared up at the ceiling, not satisfied even a teensy bit. The male was famished, starving, for proper sex. Worse, the smell of the Lycan queen was even stronger post coitus. He wanted to find her, to drag her back to his bed, to shove her face into the pillows and fuck her stupid, until her legs ceased to work, and she was struggling to draw breath. That was what he wanted... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>15-08-2015, 23:20:28</strong>
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				There was no telling how long it might take for this male to get that she had left her scent as an open invitation for him to come and find her. The question was left open as to whether or not he would understand that. She was almost concerned that he would continue to remain clueless as to what her hints were. After all he was a domesticated wolf who had the frightening potential of the strongest male she possess. And she was the one trying to awaken this male. She wanted his attention and she was trying to make him notice her; a Lycan Queen. <br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two Weeks Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Sasha was growing frustrated beyond imagination. She couldn't understand what this lycan males issue was at this point. She was beginning to wonder if he was dumb. Night after night she was leaving her scent, saliva, and even juices behind for him to taste. How much longer did she have to wait before this male got the hint that she was leaving him? <br><br>On a cold fall afternoon, the sunset lowering in the sky and over the trees, Sasha sat there on her throne wondering when this male would understand that she was a once in lifetime sort of chance for him. She was getting fed up of waiting, but knew she had to be careful when she did take action. One idea that was growing in her mind was inviting him somewhere dark and mysterious. She was thinking about the possibility of going to a sex club joint to dance in order to just invite him. Because it would be a way to tease him and she was growing desperate to get his attention. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>16-08-2015, 20:54:35</strong>
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				Each time she left him gifts in the form of scent trails and flavors, he took out his steadily expanding lusts on his wife. Their sex had become much more frequent, though never did it actually expand into anything more vigorous than missionary, a position which the male had long grown tired of. It was no surprise that, one morning, after nearly an hour of him fucking the woman who held his metaphorical leash, he simply got up, and off of her. Frustrated, horny, and with an erection which was not satisfied, he wandered from his home aimlessly, following a lead he could not process properly... But at the end of it was the clearing in which the Lycan Queen lived. He knelt nervously in the leaves, hiding as best he could behind bushes and trees... And with his cock in hand, began to relieve himself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-08-2015, 00:16:32</strong>
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				Each time Sasha tortured herself. It was growing harder and harder not to do something else to him each time she visited him. Every single time she had to come back she was fucking the males harder each time. Her insatiable sexuality was growing. She had been having sex with three or four of her males at a time lately, and she was surprised that she wasn't pregnant again yet. <br><br>The morning that he came back to that forest clearing was a rather rare one. Sasha was on top of one of her males while he was in his lycan form riding his cock with the knot buried deep inside of her. Another male was behind her in a full on wolf form with his teeth gripping her neck and his cock including the knot buried into her puckered little asshole. The third male was in his human form, which Sasha rarely allowed, and his hands were gripping her white long locks that were damp from her sweat as she deep throated his cock with her spit running down the outside of her throat down in between her cleavage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>17-08-2015, 06:45:35</strong>
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				It was one of the more erotic things he'd ever seen in his life. It was exceptionally tricky to restrain himself from simply going wild with his masturbation; he could have came in seconds, caused his seed to splatter against the wood of the tree, or in the soil of the ground... But instead, he gave himself slow, long strokes, taking time to tease all of his manhood with every tug. He wanted to watch all of this. He wanted to see what this... This queen would endure in the name of sexual pleasure. She was the source of the smell in his bedroom... And that alone screamed to him that she wanted him to see this. Who knows? Perhaps she wanted him included in this little gangbang of hers?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-08-2015, 23:57:33</strong>
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				Sasha was enduring a lot in the same of sexual pleasure. One of the males was basically fucking her as a wolf with a large red canine cock that was puncturing into her asshole with each frantic jerk of his hips. The male beneath her was howling in pleasure as he fucked her tighter than ever pussy harder with his tongue hanging out as Sasha's milk dribbled out of her nipples and made her look the picture of fertility. That was when the lycan male leaned forward and suckled her teat firmly. Pleasure spiked through her body enough that Sasha had to pull her wet lips from the cock in front of her. She began to whimper as she curled her fingers through the lycan males fur and kept his head against her supple firmly swollen tits. <br><br><strong>"Fuck!!! Move.. over here... so I can finish... sucking you!"</strong> She growled in a firm demand at the lycan in human form who moved over immediately and watched his dick get inhaled by his Queen which caused him to cry out loudly. The wolf on her back was whining now as his hips jerked harder for a few thrusts and then his haunches seemed to erupt in trembles as his lower half grew tense. It was obvious he was emptying his balls into the Queen's backside. She enjoyed the heat of his cum pouring into her ass and showed it by suddenly going all out on the male in front of her. Her throat was bulging as she face fucked his cock. <strong>"Oh gods!!! Sasha!!! My QUEEN!!!"</strong> The human form of that lycan male howled in pleasure as he began to jerk forwards into her pleasuring mouth and his legs were shaking from it as Sasha drank his cum down. Her bright blue eyes were on his as she tongued his quivering balls even with her throat latched onto his cock. <br><br>Both of those two males fell back exhausted with their cocks deflating quickly from pleasure and her asshole was gaping wide with wolf cum dribbling down. <strong>"Pick me up you beast and fuck your Queen!"</strong> She snarled at the lycan male in his hybrid form. This male growled back at her and picked her up to slam her into the tree nearest to their guest watching them. The male who was fucking into her was the male who had recently bred her and whose pups she had recently had. <strong>"AWWW!!!! Suck that milkk!! Suck the millk I feed our pups!!"</strong> She screamed, tossing her head back as the lycan male was throwing his body into every thrust he fucked into her and suckled hard enough on her tits to leave slight bite marks. <br><br>Sasha couldn't last much longer as her tits were so sensitive they left her ready to cream herself and she actually did squirt her juices all over herself and the male as he rammed one final time into her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>18-08-2015, 20:47:14</strong>
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				The male watched with a raging fire bursting in his chest. To see these males, all of whom appeared his equal, fucking the human woman like she was some kind of... Well, he couldn't properly figure out what to call her. A fuck toy? Surely that was the role she held in her tribe, for a queen would not be so lewd, nor such a harlot! He had his preconceived notions that queens were bred and fucked solely by a king, or an emperor, or some other male of power and status; not used by any male who wanted her! <br><br>Yet, here she was, taking three different cocks, and greedily enjoying each one. Her speech and theirs repulsed the male, for it was... Well, it was speech for the sake of expressing lust, and yet it was as base and lacking in artistic manner as one could manage! Despite its vulgarity, he stroked along without increasing his pace... The male was going to watch from start, to finish; if this "queen" wanted to be used like this? He would not stop it. Despite his lack of intimacy with her, he felt great pangs of hatred and jealousy as he watched...<br><br>"She should be mine..." he snarled under his breath. "It should be my cock in her holes..." His eyes shut, and he simply inhaled, taking in the scent of her, mixed with the disgusting stench of male wolves... His brain told him they were weak, for the smell they emitted was lacking in testosterone. His brain told him that he was stronger, that their bodies were fragile and their dicks limp, unfit for a woman... The thoughts manifested as his disgust and his frustration, for he was not conscious of their purpose...<br><br>But sooner than he thought, he would indeed be the one fucking Sasha... Breeding her... And he would be teaching her the proper manners a queen should be displaying... The thought of her not speaking such vile things alone had him throbbing with lust. The fantasy of laying her back, legs high, and shifting into full wolf, before dumping seed into her fertile cunt... It was too much. He bit down on his sleeve so as to stifle his grunts, while his cock shot strings of jizz into the dirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>19-08-2015, 19:05:28</strong>
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				It would never matter who she was with that vulgar dirty talk was a part of her sexuality and it was one hell of an arousing thing for her during sex. Just knowing that she had been driving the lusts of that one male higher and higher made her tilt her head back as she screamed in pleasure. Her white locks tangled in the bark of the tree as the male pressing her against it was rutting into her hard. His long furred legs were rippling from the way his muscles were flexing to drive as deep and hard into her as she possibly could. <br><br>The truth of it was.. Her pack would become weaker if she let weak females mate with weak males. Now, if she mated with the strongest males in her pack then it would make the offspring stronger. She had a method behind such madness and hardly would have felt the need to defend herself if anyone questioned it. <br><br>Sasha was growing closer to her orgasm when suddenly a scent hit her. Her lips pulled back in a snarl of lust and her eyes flared into a bright glowing blue as she looked directly towards the bushes where the male was hiding. His scent was intoxicating and that was obvious as she stared right into those bushes before she looked away and gripped the male's fur to start to riding him like her life depended on it. The male was growling breathlessly as he dug his front claws into the bark of the tree and let her ride him as he provided support. It was too much for the male to handle and with a loud howl up to the sky she came all over his cock juices being trapped inside as he knotted with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>20-08-2015, 08:04:44</strong>
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				He retreated before the other males caught scent of his cum as she had. He didn't want to risk a fight with a pack of angry male wolves. At the first opportunity though, he'd be coming back... And this time, he'd be taking that woman. Her scent in his home... It was all he could assume. She had been there. She'd been in his house, in his bed even. It was time for him to return to his life as a wolf. He would do so with a queen... His only fear was the fights he would certainly have to win...<br><br>But then, he was unaware of how he would be perfectly equipped to win those battles. He just needed to bed the queen; he was ignorant of the rewards his body would unleash upon him, of the testosterone which would explode within his body. It would fill his muscles, his brain, and all of him, until he was ready to unleash his proper existence as an alpha male wolf. It was for this reason he was exiled from his first pack; his violent tendencies, brought about the presence of other males, had caused him no small amount of trouble... Soon, it would be his greatest asset. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>20-08-2015, 09:20:35</strong>
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				She had smelled him. There was no way she had mistaken that scent and it brought her so much pleasure to know that he had been so curious that he had to bring himself out here to watch her. The next visit that she paid him was going to be entirely different from this point on. That much she was absolutely certain on. <br><br>For the next few days she laid low and actually didn't visit him at all. She wanted to make sure that he was absolutely brimming with desire, lust, and need for her. It had been a week before she finally returned and this time she wasn't leaving without more. When she finally returned she had a few things that were different including a lingerie (http://www.yandy.com/Long-Mesh-Babydoll-and-Thong-Set.php) outfit and some tight binding ropes. She was prepared for this time. <br><br>Late into a Friday evening around 1 am was when Sasha arrived. She didn't bother with high heels, but the outfit she wore accentuated all of her beautiful assets. The transparent material of her lingerie clung to her curves with her nipples straining against the fabric as she moved onto the bed silently and gently. Thankfully the little human wife was laying on her back and all Sasha had to do was bring her hands up to tie them to the headboard. The wife only stirred a little and stayed asleep as Sasha straddled the male. This time.. he was going to be awake. <br><br>With an evil smirk on her face, she smacked his wife loudly across the cheek to make sure she would make a very loud fuss over it. Sasha enjoyed the loud cry his wife made and she jerked in the bed shocked. Sasha's bright eyes practically glowed as she looked at his wife while she was straddling her husband's lower half firmly. <strong>"I want you to watch and see who can pleasure him the most.."</strong> She threatened. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>20-08-2015, 09:41:07</strong>
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				Every day and night from then on, the male wolf used his wife vigorously. His excuse was that he wanted to try again with them having children; it wasn't entirely a lie, or really even one at all. He did want to have children... His wife would suffice of course, but he really wanted to have pups with the queen of Lycans. Still, once he'd had Sasha, he was unaware of how insatiable he would become. <br><br>That night, he lay sleeping soundly, unmoving as the queen of wolves moved through his home, and into his bed. He felt weight on his lower half, but paid it no mind. A cry of pain from his wife however was sufficient to bring him to consciousness. To say he was surprised to find the queen straddling him, and his wife bound was an understatement. He stared with sleepy eyes at Sasha, then his wife, then back, several times in all, before he blinked away his confusion.<br><br>"What is this?" he demanded, unsure if he was even awake, or merely dreaming.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>20-08-2015, 10:13:56</strong>
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				As he awoke, with confusion in his sleep hazed eyes, Sasha merely grinned with that wolfish smile of a predator seeing the vulnerable state of her prey. Her own hands were busy running up and down along his muscular torso. Sasha's soft touch traced along his firm muscles, but she knew that he could look sexier with even firmer, toner muscles. <br><br><strong>"Ohh come on now.. don't be so shocked. After all.. you came to watch me get rutted furiously twice in the words and continued to accept my blowjobs while you've slept. We've wanted this so badly, haven't we? MMmmmm... I can feel it.. And I want to show your wife what real desire looks like.."</strong> She replied, wickedly grinning as she started to boldly move her plump rear over his groin. She moved it back and forth with fluid movements that made it quite clear that she had done this before. The ace up her sleeve was the scent that was starting to fill the air. Sasha had planned this around her heat. And she was in the middle of her heat at the heaviest part of her cycle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>20-08-2015, 19:53:47</strong>
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				The male under her apparently recognized he was not dreaming. He had indeed gone out for the sake of watching her get fucked... Or well, technically he'd hoped to find her alone, that he might persuade her to fuck him, but when he'd caught her in a gangbang of sorts, he'd settled for masturbating to the sight.<br><br>"You've been in my house." he growled, his hands shifting under him, so as to move towards Sasha. At the same time, he began to sit up, though his range of motion was considerably limited by where she sat. Her weight would prevent him from properly resisting, unless he intended to actually hurt her, though that wasn't his intent. "I've smelled you every night. Why? What do you want with me? I'm nobody..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>21-08-2015, 06:04:22</strong>
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				Sasha grinned, her lips curving with evil intent and wicked glinting looks in her bright eyes. Her ass arched out behind her and upwards as she leaned over his chest to press him back down. As her long white hair started to curtain their faces Sasha pulled her hair to the other side and made sure that his wife could see her as she drew her lips very lightly over his skin. <strong>"Why? ... Because.. no wolf like you.. should be shackled like you are.."</strong> She purred, her voice silky and sexily rough all at the same time. <br><br>The smell of her heat grew stronger in the air as she brushed her barely contained massive pert tits in her black lingerie. She heard his wife whimper and Sasha growled turning towards his wife. She snarled viciously, the sound inhuman, and watched with devious pleasure as she cried out and turned away. With a smug satisfied smirk she turned back to him. Sasha slowly sat up and put the entirety of her ass right onto his groin. <strong>"Nnnn.. unnnghhh, can't you feel it yet? My heat?"</strong> She breathlessly murmured. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>21-08-2015, 08:47:29</strong>
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				He let out a snort. "I smell you. I feel you." the wolf wasn't sure what she intended here. She was here to fuck, yes? Surely not though? There was no way right? He was a nobody, a loser as far as wolves went. But here she was, dressed up in lingerie, at the height of her heat... He cast a glance to his wife, who was now cowering, unwilling to look at the woman, though her eyes pleaded with him to stop this nightmare. He wasn't sure it was anything short of his birthright... <br><br>"You want me to fuck you." he accused, head tilting a little to the side. "And if you're here in heat, it's because you want me to breed you. Because the males you fucked yesterday... Their seed didn't catch. Right?" that had to be the purpose of this... Otherwise, he wouldn't have the plump ass of a lycan queen grinding on his dick.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>21-08-2015, 10:54:54</strong>
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				At the snort he made and the way that he reacted to her Sasha snarled at him. She bared her teeth as she would have to those who disobeyed her. What he was saying didn't make any kind of sense at all. She hadn't fucked any of her males for the last week. She had purposely refused her males and had all of them be with the other females. All of this was in preparation for him. None of this would work if she hadn't put herself through the same hell. <br><br>With a lift of her hand she smacked him across the face firmly. <strong>"Its been a week for me and for you, so don't you dare accuse me of being here out of sheer desperation. I'm here because I want <em>you</em> to breed me. Not because other males have failed. Oh no, my wolf, but because of how undeniably sexy you are and how much I want you. And our pups.."</strong> She growled, the rumble in her throat low and sexy as she swiveled in his lap grinding her ass back, forth, and sideways on his cock. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>21-08-2015, 22:59:16</strong>
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				Her snarl elicited a response from him in the form of a small growl. The young man remembered physical pain all too well, and it angered him greatly to endure it at the hands of a stranger. Still, he was left blinking, as he processed her statement. Had it truly been so long? He recalled the clear, perfect detail of her sex with multiple males... It couldn't have been more than twenty four hours past... Could it? Was his mind truly melting so seriously in his skull?<br><br>"Then what are we waiting for?" he asked of her, his blood rising in his veins, and granting him the boldness and anger worthy of a wild wolf. "You want to breed? To fuck? Lift your ass up, pull your panties aside, we'll begin now." he cast a glance at his wife, then shrugged. Already he'd written her off as relevant. She'd failed to give him children, been unable to let him attain his role and status as an alpha male. Maybe if she made a heartfelt plea, he'd keep her as a plaything. Or not. His focus was not on her, but on Sasha... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 07:42:30</strong>
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				Even Sasha was shocked at the way he reacted. There was no resistance at all. Sasha was both shocked and impressed as her heated aroused cunt pressed all over his cock. She was marking her scent all over him and at the same time she could smell his poor mortal wife's reluctant arousal. <strong>"I do want to breed. I want to be fucking used through the night and have my womb coated with the perfect hot cum of a true alpha male. Is that what you've been wanting? To paint my womb white? I've heard and smelled you both times you've watched me.. Tell me what you were thinking about while you tugged on your rock hard dick..."</strong> <br><br>Sasha did something unexpected then and pulled herself off of his lap. She wanted to degrade his wife and make her feel useless. She moved over his wife's face and forced her cunt down on his wife's pretty face making the mortal smell her scent. For a moment it was obvious his wife struggled. Her body twisted and she tried to push her off, but slowly his wife's skinny form began to writhe. The scent and pheromones of a lycan queen bitch in heat was too much and Sasha knew this would happen as she pulled off the gag. She whimpered loudly as his wife's tongue jumped up at the chance of tasting pure lycan cunt. <strong>"Nnnnnn, mmm does this turn you on? Watching me use her mouth just to give me pleasure?"</strong> She purred breathlessly, pushing her panties further to the side so he could see his wife's tongue digging into her pussy. <br><br>With a twisted little grin, she forced apart his wife's thighs to show her damp panties. <strong>"Poor thing doesn't even realize she's being used."</strong> Sasha cupped his wife's sex and began to grind her palm onto her cunt. She didn't do it for his wife's pleasure, but her own. The pleasure his wife felt made her suddenly and hungrily attack Sasha's little sweet pussy harder. <strong>"Ohhhh nnn gods! She loves my cunt..."</strong> Sasha moaned, forcing her pussy down harder as she watched the young male with precise focus wanting to see if he enjoyed this deviant part of Sasha or not. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 21:06:00</strong>
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				"What a shameless, dirty bitch." the male growled angrily. "I have to prod and tease and promise to get her mouth anywhere near my cock... But she eats your pussy without even being asked." he climbed closer to his wife, where he took a firm grip of her hair. Roughly he pushed his wife's face into Sasha's cunt, encouraging her to be even more thorough with her forced cunnilingus. He enjoyed watching her be debased and used by a stronger, more worthy female anyways. It made his already throbbing cock tremble even more. <br><br>Sasha believed he could be an alpha male? Surely not. It was simply not in him. He was smaller than average, and lacked the power needed... Right? A glance at his fist told him he might not be so far from the truth. Without hesitation he'd forced his wife to lick the alpha female's dripping cunt. "I think of fucking you." he said, responding to her question about the subject of his masturbation. "About pinning you from behind, and taking you. Or yanking your face down on my cock, and fucking your mouth until you're choking and sputtering. I fantasize about filling your ass with so much cum your belly swells and makes you look eight months pregnant..." <br><br>His free hand grabbed Sasha's ass roughly, and began to feel what he suspected would soon be his, a curious middle finger lazily stroking over her puckered anal ring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 22:11:57</strong>
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				Sasha cried out rather loudly as he forced his wife's tongue into her cunt even harder. His wife's tongue was making Sasha tremble from the force of her tongue lashing out against her clit. She didn't often allow the women in her pack to do something like this and it felt better from a female. At least, so far she had yet to find a male who could give her dripping tight twat so much pleasure, but maybe this male would be able to. With his hand forcing his wife's lips and face up against her cunt Sasha was able to slide her hands along his shoulders and grind into his wife's tongue as she focused on him. <br><br><strong>"You won't have to prod, tease, or promise anymore for such pleasure.. I've been happily servicing your cock just because I wanted to."</strong> She purred, promising him dark delights as she pressed her rounded plump ass into his rough grasp. <strong>"Is that what you want to do to me, my wolf? Do you want to put our pups in my belly?"</strong> She whispered, her voice breathless and aroused as she pressed tightly to him so he could feel the sweet warm milk leaking from her nipples. <strong>"I must tell you I love the thought of you suckling the milk from my tits... It gets me so hot for you, my wolf.."</strong> She admitted, the confession causing Sasha to start grinding into his wife's mouth as her milk was being dragged damply along his chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 22:24:57</strong>
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				He was rather glad to hear that. Pestering an unwilling woman to suck his cock, a right he was supposed to have without difficulty after having married, grew old quite quickly. The promise of her service whenever he pleased was quite appealing. The male however, did have a concern. Although he was confident the issue for his wife's lack of pregnancy was her barren womb, he was not so arrogant as to say for certain that it might not be his sperm which were impotent. <br><br>"She has never conceived a child for me." he explained with a small growl. "I know not whether the weakness is hers or mine. But if I am able, I will breed you." a warm, wet liquid began to trickle over his chest, and one glance confirmed it was Sasha's milk. A lactating female was practically begging to be pumped full of cum... It was hardly a surprise that the sight alone had the male pulling the queen away from the cunnilingus, in favor of shoving her down onto the bed. "No more teasing." he declared. "No more fucking games." the starved look in his eyes as he moved into position served to inform Sasha of just how much he wanted this.<br><br>He didn't speak as he guided his cock into position at the entrance to her supple, soaking cunt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-09-2015, 23:40:42</strong>
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				Sasha suddenly snarled at him as he tried to take her in such a boring useless position. She twisted lithely onto all fours and exposed herself again to him. She slowly pressed back into him to bring her sweet pussy right up against his cockhead and pressed back until she was sinking onto his cock. Her lips parted for his tip and allowed for her walls to surround his tip. Sasha's cunt was absolutely soaked to the core. She had juices and saliva dripping down his dick. <br><br><strong>"I sincerely doubt that the weakness is you.. I know you'll be able to knock me...up... I know you can make my firm belly swell with our pups..."</strong> She murmured, leaning forward down into the bed and arching up her ass to expose the silky skin of such a tempting piece of ass. A moan left her lips as she teased her cunt back and forth against his cockhead enjoying the hot contact of his skin against hers. How long for the poor man had it been that he had gotten some form of fun sex instead of just missionary? She wanted to give that to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>23-09-2015, 02:30:45</strong>
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				He didn't know for sure. In truth, did it really matter at this moment? He had a queen of wolves naked in his bed, eager to be bred and fucked by his cock. Even if he was impotent, his seed weak or otherwise improper for breeding, he would still be getting to fuck a woman of very high quality, a gorgeous queen. SHe kept teasing him with her buttocks and her cunt, and he only waited, seeking... What? Permission? For her to lead? <br><br>No. There was no need to wait for such things. If she wanted him to wait, she'd have made that clear. Sasha wanted to fuck. She wanted cock. The male took a firm grip on her hips, holding her in place... Before starting to push in earnest towards her. The tip of his hard on met the soft, wet slit of her pussy, and both of them accepted one another with eagerness. The size of his member was hardly anything substantial; average, or maybe a bit larger than, but not that gargantuan cocks she was likely used to. <br><br>In time, this would change. Once the testosterone in his body finished reaching its peak levels, he would be what she, a Queen of Lycans, deserved.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>28-10-2015, 06:58:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha growled in pleasure as he grabbed her hips and slid home inside of her pussy. She was very sensitive compared to a great deal of other females and that was mostly due to the fact that she was lactating still. Her hands curled tighter into the headboard and she finally whimpered in pleasure as her tight velvety walls clamped hard around his cock. <strong>"Fuckkk!! Nnnn you feel like you need to be fucked so hard.."</strong> Sasha growled back at him, suddenly slamming hard into his body and driving his cock as deep as possible until his tip came up against her cervix. She began to grind against him so he could feel her cervix grinding all over the tip of his dick as her walls seemed to massage his length firmly. <br><br>One of her fingers drew down along her body and she ran her fingers over her breasts to gather that warm sweet milk of hers. After it coated her fingers she brought her fingers back so that she smeared her milk over his lips. <strong>"mmmm just imagine when I'm heavy with our pups... dripping this milk for you..." She purred, her voice slightly breathless as she spoke. </strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>01-11-2015, 22:32:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She talked often, in a dirty, sensual manner, as if it would arouse him. It didn't do much for him, but that was fine. The woman's succulent body was more than enough for him, and he was hardly struggling to pump her pussy with his erect member. The way she moved with him inside her, grinding and shifting, bouncing back as he took her was a fine and wonderful change from his wife. She never gave him much of a performance, usually preferring to lie in place and be fucked.<br><br>Sasha though... She was a much, much better lay, and it was no wonder he was already starting to sweat a little, his cock quivering and balls tingling. At the pace he was at, he wouldn't last. He wasn't happy with that, but he didn't even consider slowing or stopping. The wolf was young, and would recover in a few minutes, so provided he could entertain this queen prior to his cock returning to hardness, it wouldn't matter if he popped soon. <br><br>She rubbed her milk over his lips, and his tongue slipped out to collect it. The liquid was warm and had an odd flavor to it, one he wasn't familiar with. His right hand sought out her hair, and his left held her hip, before he came in for a demanding kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>08-11-2015, 13:52:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His silence was noticed and she couldn't help but feel as though he was almost turned off by her dirty talk. Sasha felt slightly disappointed by that, but the pleasure she was feeling was more than enough to make up for such a minor thing. Her walls were hot, tight, and silky like hot drenched silk forming the perfect sleeve around his cock. The influence of her heat was enough to make Sasha tremble already. Her body was eager for his and the throbbing her dripping nipples was just another sensual reminder of how much she wanted him right now. <br><br>Her long white hair was growing damp from his sweat and the glistening droplets of it that was starting to shine along her firm supple body. Each thrust backwards of her ass seating herself against his cock once more brought a firm slap of her plump bottom directly against his lower abdomen. The sound of their slightly damp flesh meeting filled the room and it could not be ignored. <br><br>Sasha's lips accepted his demanding kiss with pleasure enjoying for once a male who showed some sort of dominance as his lips pressed so firmly into hers. Her own soft lips parted against his and she ran her tongue along the seam of his lips as her tongue tingled with her own flavor of her milk. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>10-11-2015, 05:01:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was unaware his brain was already being rewired; the sounds she made, mostly words, would have thrilled this male only a few days prior had they been spoken from his wife. Any signs of a female being enthused with sex was welcome, and it was only because of Sasha's grooming that he now was more stoic. <br><br>Still, he kept a firm grip on her, bouncing her, riding her, fucking her, pounding her cunt; he didn't have much left in him, for starvation was good at destroying even the most sexually skilled males longevity. With no more strength to resist, he yanked Sasha down deep on his cock, pulling her to the base of his erection, where he started to spurt. <br><br>Much to his surprise, there was a substantial quantity saved up in his heavy balls. The first spurt would have filled a shot glass. The second likewise, and the third also. By the fourth, his eyes were flashing, filled with stars, and his body trembling. The male moaned loud and deep, unconcerned that his wife was only inches away, watching her husband breed another... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-11-2015, 05:31:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body ached for him in ways that usually would have required multiple males to quiet such an urge. Sasha had never been satisfied by any of the males she had taking her on a regular basis. She needed so many of them because she was never satisfied. She was always looking for that one male who would drive her wild and make her feel the things that she needed five different males to make her feel. <br><br>Sasha had been specific about saving this heat for him because she didn't want anyone else's seed catching. He had assumed because of his poor treatment from his wife that she was here in desperation. It was the opposite. The only seed she wanted was his. She had already known it would take him time and training before he would be able to stand sex with her for longer periods of time. His stamina was low due to his lack of daily sexual activity. Sasha hips twisted around, circling with the kind of skills that only belly dancers or dancers in general had, and she moved with ease as he tightened her hold tugging her down hard onto his cock. <strong>"Ohhh gods..."</strong> She moaned, filling how much seed he released within her walls making her velvety hot walls clench harder to milk and drain every last drop. Her chest heaved with each labored breath as she kept herself tight around him to keep him as hard as possible. <br><br>She was affectionate in a way that his wife never was. Sasha's lips ran along his throat and over his jawline caressing his skin softly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 06:17:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His arms wrapped around her, holding the woman lightly against his chest. He tried to return her affection with nuzzles and light kisses or nips, but he was quite thoroughly spent. The difference between being sucked off in his sleep, and actually fucking someone, was substantial, and this young male's stamina just wasn't there yet. He lamented this, for his weakness would surely cause her no small amount of frustration; a man who failed to properly satisfied a woman, proved unable to last as long as was needed, certainly had no place at her side. <br><br>He whimpered softly in frustrated irritation, even as his eyes threatened to shut. The man's body was already growing warm, submitting to his desire to slumber after such a satisfying lay. A sigh was managed as his eyes closed. "Sorry. I'm gonna sleep." he muttered, before the male who would become an Alpha drifted off to restful slumber. Of course, Sasha was potentially counting on such a thing; her male would wake the next morning considerably stronger, able to last twice as long at least, among many other benefits. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 06:32:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft little smile curved her lips. Sasha was more understanding than most might give her the credit for. She understood that he wasn't used to this. He had been conditioned to have no stamina because sex was a treat instead of something he got a daily feeding of on a regular basis. Sasha knew that he would begin to build that stamina until he would fuck her for hours and make both of them thoroughly satisfied. She turned her body into his and curled her body against his molding every soft succulent curve to the firmness of his youthful body. Her sexy beautiful face was nuzzled into his neck and her soft breaths of air lightly caressed his skin as she fell asleep. <br><br>His wife was ignored and left in her bindings as Sasha slept with him. During the night Sasha had curled closer until one of her thighs was draped over his hip and their sexes were so close to each other almost sharing heat as she laid there against him. She managed to sleep soundly through the night and only began to stir around 6 in the morning when the sun was shining through the windows. A rumbling moan vibrated her slender throat as she stretched out her body against his. Her breasts rubbed against his chest and Sasha began to affectionately lick his neck. She did notice his wife was looking uncomfortable and she gave pity to the women. Sasha removed his wife from that room and put her into the guest bedroom. She covered up his wife but kept her bound. <strong>"You need to understand something, you mortal bitch. He's not yours.. He never was. You destroyed him. I am his bitch, his Queen, and his mate. You are the human who kept him on a leash."</strong> She snarled, enjoying as the human's eyes began to fill. <strong>"He deserved better than some selfish bitch like you."</strong> She hissed, walking out of the room with this mortal bitches husbands cum dried on her inner thighs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 06:40:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was possible that, had the young man seen such rude and cruel treatment of his wife, that he might have responded in some way. As it was though, he slept like the heaviest of stones, and moved not once during the night. Even when the weight of his new lover lifted off of him, he didn't stir in the slightest. It was a good, proper sleep; the slumber of a male who'd fucked well for the first time in his short life. What he was going to do with the woman he'd married however, he had no idea. Would Sasha kill her? Send her off into the woods with nothing except the breath in her lungs and blood in her veins? Perhaps she would be dragged by the hair, and forced to service the queen again? Or maybe given to him for his amusement, that he might fuck her properly?<br><br>The possibilities were many, and all of them curious to the beast growing in his chest. A weak female like her, an omega dog, would prove zero amounts threatening to anything anywhere; the breeder in him suggested she be kept and fucked regularly, just for the possibility she might become pregnant. This however, assumed Sasha desired to keep her. Currently, the male was too restrained to challenge her. Of course, it didn't matter in the long term either. The male would have countless whores at his service, a dozen females or more on their knees at his feet, each of them waiting for their turn to be fucked and bred. <br><br>His eyes stirred as sun tormented him. Slowly, he found himself rousing from his world of dreams.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 06:58:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The cruel treatment of his wife from Sasha was not to be outright cruel. His wife had punished him. She had made him into a weakling when he was meant to be a leader. Sasha, however, didn't know how miserable she was going to become when this newly awakened male took over. She didn't do this with the hope of being part of some harem of bitches for his pleasure. Sasha had done this for a mate. A true mate. One she could love and be equals with. One who she could stay with and have the first of many liters with to watch those pups grow and sire their own bloodlines. She was unaware of the danger to her own happiness that this move had now created. <br><br>Her happiness right now was fragile and she didn't even know that as she crawled back into the bed with him. Her face nuzzled the side of his neck and she ran her lips along his jaw. <strong>"Mmmm, good morning, my wolf.."</strong> She whispered, her voice sultry and husky with affection. Her breasts firmly pressed into his back as she ran one hand up along his stomach running over his muscles as she rested her chin against his shoulder enjoying the warmth of his body against hers. <strong>"It seems like you slept well.."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>13-11-2015, 21:38:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When the queen returned to lying on top of him, he brought his arms up, and wrapped them over her. A bit of unusual friction grazed his torso, and for a moment he was puzzled; upon closer exception, he noticed they were slightly, almost impossible to discern without close examination, larger. More swollen. Curious, the male looked at his torso, and found a similar growth of his musculature. His whole body would have undergone this simple, slight change, and would continue to change as this continued. Within a month he would be between ten and twenty five percent larger, as testosterone levels skyrocketed. <br><br>"Yeah." he mumbled sluggishly, mostly still sleepy. One hand was at her lower back, while the other slid higher, to pet and stroke the woman's soft, silvery hair. Her warm body only served to return the male to a state of hibernation. He would have been quite content then to roll over, and fall back to sleep. However, a thought passed through his head. "Where is my wife?" he asked with a grumbling impatience. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 03:17:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha could see the change as well as she saw his muscles along his chest bulging more. He already seemed to be changing right before her very eyes. The changes were good. She could see more of an alpha in the way he looked right now. <br><br>At the mention of his wife, Sasha foud hersslf frowning in disappointment. Did he still wish for her more than Sasha? She stared up at him from her position against his body. <strong>"Do you still want a woman like that?"</strong> She asked, her tone heavy with disappointment. Sasha slowly untangled herswlf from his form and moved off of the bed. She was already&nbsp; tugging back on her coat from the night before. <strong>"Your wife is fine, young wolf. She is in your guest room awaiting your return."</strong> Sasha informed him. Her tone was distant and cold compared to before. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 21:15:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I loved her once. And she loved me." he mumbled, though he looked clearly annoyed when she started to get up and out of his bed. He sat up, and reached out to grasp at her wrist. "Where are you going?" he asked, eyes now fully and properly open and awake. He was on the verge of shifting off the bed entirely, and start pulling her back. She wasn't allowed to leave. That was something he absolutely did not want. The trouble was, would he force her to stay? That was something he wasn't sure of. He did know he would not let her go without him at least trying to keep her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 21:32:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly, Sasha turned to look at him and raised a slender white eyebrow at him as she looked at the hand that was tightly holding her slender wrist. <strong>"I am going to leave. I do not wish to be around trying to mate a male who is besotted by some human female who has been holding the key to his prison. It shouldn't matter if she is alive or dead."</strong> Sasha growled, tugging her hand out of his grasp, and when she did she winced already seeing a bruise forming. <strong>"You are getting stronger."</strong> She murmured, looking over at him with her stunning icy blue eyes. Had she affected this much this quickly? Just once and he was already showing signs of being stronger. <br><br><strong>"I did not come here to breed with you on the intent of simply getting knocked up. Or of awakening your wolf just for you to go rutting every bitch including your wife. I am here to mate you and create a strong pack with you. To make you my alpha and our kind only mates like this with one. So if you want your wife and me? It won't be happening."</strong> She hissed warningly at him, tugging her coat together so that she could tie it around her waist. <strong>"Decide what you want. Her and other women or me."</strong> Sasha tossed her hair over one shoulder and walked out of the room. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 21:42:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slipped away, but the male wasn't having that. It was as if something in him snapped the moment she made that open display of resistance. His lips curled into half snarl, and his fingernails dug into his palms; by the time she turned on him, he rose in a single motion. His throat emitted a powerful, angry sound, while he grabbed tightly and roughly at her shoulders. <br><br>"You did this to me." he spat, nearly at a shout. He used his grip to turn her around, to make the queen face him. "You came to me in the night. You bathed me in pheromones and you worshiped my cock. You made me cum in my sleep, while she laid next to me, focused only on what you wanted out of me." The male's facial expressions were angry, but not savage. He still looked like a reasonable human, albeit one who was obviously pissed. <br><br>"And now, you're making ultimatums like I asked you to do all this. You came here, and took advantage of my weakness. I didn't invite you into my home. I didn't ask you to have a sexual relationship with me. The least you can do is pretend like I'm more than your inseminator." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 21:54:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no surprise in Sasha's expression when he came after her and tightly gripped her slender shoulders to twist her bodily around. His snarl only inspired one of her and hers was truly menacing as her lips peeled back from her fangs which grew in length rather quickly. Her eyes shimmered from icy blue to a bright ocean blue-green which glowed. <strong>"I didn't come here to just breed with you, you idiot! Are you not listening to what I say?? I came here to mate you! There's a difference and if you had grown up with wolves you would know that!! The males in my pack? They are the ones who I only use for their seed because I am the strongest female in my pack and I had to keep the pups strong! I came here because I want you as my King! I want you as my mate and Alpha. I did not come here to turn you into some male wolf whore who will fuck anything with a cunt."</strong> She shoved him back, hissing as she felt the pain radiate through her shoulders as she forcibly broke his hold. Her slender shoulders were already reddened from his grip and she knew without a doubt that she was going to have another two bruises. <br><br><strong>"I came here and am releasing you from this prison. Or would you rather be without a lycan female who wants you?! One who would embrace you and wouldn't shy away from showing her love with her body!? And just to be fair, YOU are the one who kept coming back to spy on me. So you DID ask for this just by masturbating and spilling your seed on the ground while you watched me get fucked."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 22:07:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The snarl she let out, coupled with her showing off the first stages of a transformation was too much. The male wolf wasn't having it. When it escalated further to her shoving him backwards, and then went so far as to insult him, he was left to growl right back. "And you coming to me in turn offers you to me."&nbsp; her shove had knocked him against furniture, and forced him to catch himself on the walls with extended claws, lest he fall over. Her fantasies of wolves who had a singular mate made sense within the context of his humanity...<br><br>But that was fast dying in his heart. "You're not leaving." he declared, as he straightened up. "I won't let you. Now take that fucking coat off and sit down." the male wolf shifted so he was standing up straight, making sure all of his height was leveraged in what he hoped was an intimidating display of dominance. And if it was sufficient, well, that'd be the end of it. If not? His wolf brain knew how to deal with a disobedient female. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 22:23:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Is this how you think this is going to go? That I am going to bow to you just because you get a taste of dominance from one time with me? I did not come here to be put into a subjugated position as some female bitch. I am an Alpha."</strong> She growled, the sound warning as it rumbled in her throat. She was a leader and she refused to be put into some sort of submissive female role when she was an alpha. Sasha was hardly affected when he straightened out and tried to intimidate her with his height. Her eyes only glowed brighter and she felt her nails curling into dark claws. Even her fangs were peeking out along her bottom lip and it changed the way that Sasha looked. She looked positively feral and rather dangerous from the way she was glaring at him. <br><br>Everything about her in that moment screamed predator. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 22:36:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed there was no getting around this. He had preferred to avoid it, but if she was going to keep showing fangs and getting angry, and more specifically not doing as he said... Well, it made it so the only way for him to get his way was to take it. If she would not submit, then he would force her. That, or die trying, which was possible, but given that he was flying high on hormones, submission was no longer an option.<br><br>"Either sit down, or transform." the male finally said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>14-11-2015, 22:47:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The way he spoke to her got her hackles raised so to speak and even more when he continued to try and command her. Sasha snarled again, her anger getting the better of her, and she transformed. The coat was tossed off just a moment before the change began and the change was painful no matter how long she had been doing it. Her bones cracked painfully and realigned until she was on all fours. Her skin tingled and burned as pure snowy white fur sprouted all over her body. Finally, the change finished, and she was a larger wolf than any normal one could possibly be. She stood at least at 4'9 feet tall and even though she was a stunning beautiful white wolf her turquoise eyes were glowing with anger. <br><br>Sasha's ears laid flat back as her muzzle peeled back from her teeth which were clenched together as she snarled in warning at him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 06:23:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And so it began. Sasha shifted, giving in as it were to his commands. Her body began to change in time with his own. He felt his bones cracking and his muscles splitting. Pain tore through him. He should have been used to transformation. He couldn't help however, but to feel that this time was very... Different. Under normal circumstances, his wolf form was of reasonable size, and while not pleasant to switch to, he rarely felt the level of white hot stabbings that were currently running through his body. <br><br>It was without doubt the most agonizing transformation of his life, though for good reason; it was his first to take his new form. In the past, he'd taken on a wolf that wouldn't look out of place in any pack. Now though? Now he got a good, proper look of what it meant to be an alpha male wolf, even if he was new to the role. When his body finally rose back to all fours, he was left to meet her snarl. <br><br>He was smaller than Sasha, stockier, lower to the ground. His limbs were thicker, and around his neck was thick, coarse fur. His own ears fell back, and he shifted his positioning onto his back legs. Relying mostly on instinct and his newly swelling testosterone, he let out another growl, as well as a gesture of his head towards the bed, as if to say "lie down" one more time. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 06:41:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was anger in her tone as she snarled louder from the way he was growling at her. He was daring to command her when he wasn't even her Alpha yet! It wasn't sexy in the least. She was a wolf who had grown up with ither lycans. She understood that unless the current Alpha had been properly defeated by another of its own gender then they were still the Alpha. Sasha herself was from a very long line of natural Alphas. This entire exchange had left her a mixture of angry and feeling stupid for trying to allow this male in. He was going to destroy her pack and it was leaving her feeling threatened as he soft white hackles raised along the back of her neck.<br><br>Her claws visibly dug into the wood beneath her and she braced herself&nbsp; before finally moving. She shot forward suddenly and grasped the back of his neck with her teeth. She was draped over his back with her ears flattened as she dug her teeth in tighter along his neck. She bit him harder threatening to tear his neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 06:51:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One thing was obvious; the young male was not an experienced warrior. The speed and power of the queen was nothing to be ignored, and the way she went directly and without hesitation for the most lethal of strikes declared her willingness to the battle. However, it was hardly the decisive blow she'd likely intended it. While it was true, most wolves who'd been taken by such a bite would have been forced to submit within seconds, or face death, this one was different.<br><br>The thicker hair of his body proved atypical for wolves, and as her powerful jaws clamped down, they found far more fur than they would be used to. More unusual with the girth of his neck; her jaws did not encircle him as fully as she would have preferred. What came next was his counter attack.. The shorter nature of his body gave him a lower center of gravity, while his bulkier weight actually had him heavier than the queen, despite her height advantage. Add in that he was male, and it wasn't terribly hard to believe that his reflexive thrashing might be difficult for her to keep a grip on.<br><br>His instinctive response was to thrash to the side, to slam the beautiful wolf against wood, while relying on his fur to protect him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 07:04:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For an inexperienced male with fighting he managed to slam her hard enough up against the wall that she whined for a moment the sound caught in her throat. She didn't have enough bodily weight to force him down which would have been the best thing to do. Sasha let go of his neck and moved to his tail suddenly biting it and pulling on it. Her claws were now digging into the wood beneath her as she tugged harder on his tail snarling, but the sound was definitely muffled by her biting on his tail. <br><br>Her eyes were looking towards the door and Sasha moved as quickly as she could. She slashed her claws out along his side and watched as blood welted. He was still a wolf and would heal quickly, but maybe it was enough time. Sasha suddenly let go of his tail and jumped up on the bed off to the other side of the bed before dashing out of the room. She could feel each beat of her heart in her ears as she ran towards the front of their house. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 07:21:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The single bash had done far more damage than he'd expected. At best, he'd hoped to dislodge her teeth enough to get away. He certainly hadn't expected her to relinquish her hold entirely. Pain shot through his spine, fangs in his sensitive and vulnerable tail. A loud yelp of pain rattled through the room, while the male thrashed and fought to try and get at her. He managed to land some superficial swipes with his claws; not enough to cause more than minimal discomfort at best.<br><br>Surprisingly, she again released him, this time apparently beating a hasty retreat. The male's human brain was far too slow to process this, but the wolf in him was on her heels the very moment she bolted. The chase would have to be short; while his body was much, much more powerful for fighting, it was not ideal for running. If Sasha was agile enough, she might get to the more open space outside the house, and from there it was unlikely the male could catch her. <br><br>Unfortunately for her, he seemed happy to repay her previous favor; his jaws, as strong as her own, clamped down upon her rear right leg. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 07:29:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was risky of him to clamp onto her right rear leg, but the move was enough to bring her down. With a sudden loud yelp Sasha went down onto her side. Her leg throbbed where he had bitten her and she twisted against his hold. She was trying to lean forward and grab him with her teeth to make him let go, but she couldn't manage it. Her muzzle was unable to reach him and she had no choice but to lay there with her thick fluffy white tail flicking up and down hitting the floor loudly. One of her front paws came up and tried to swipe at his muzzle to make him let her go, but she missed his muzzle by a few inches.<br><br>Another warning growl rumbled in her throat as her ears continued to lay flat against the back of her head with her eyes on him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 08:17:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The male knew getting her leg was dangerous, but it was also the only place he could bite with sufficient force to hold her; had she truly, completely been desperate enough, then biting her tail would only result in their combined force tearing it off. Fortunately, he had a good grip, and was moving about erratically, trying to keep the white wolf from landing any proper hits. None of her attacks had much threat to them. The claws of a wolf were not as dangerous as a big cats, and as such he didn't fear them much.<br><br>He wanted to end this conflict. He wanted to drag the female back into his home, have her break her transformation, and then they could actually talk this out... Or just fuck like rabid animals; to be honest, the human brain and the wolf brain were in agreement that either of those options was acceptable. He growled around a mouthful of leg, while waiting for her to retaliate, submit, or take some other action.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 09:06:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was nothing that she could do in this form. She was trapped and left growling or snarling which appeared to be having no effect on him. He growled around her wounded leg which couldn't heal because he was still fang deep in the wound. She had to shift and there was no other option or way around that. <br><br>Sasha whimpered, and the sound of bones breaking and realigning filled the air until she was bare as the day she was born resting on her right side on the ground. Her breathing was labored and heavy as she laid there with her tender leg in his jaws. In this form the pain was even worse for her since he had gotten a great deal of skin in this form and had grazed her bones in her other form. <strong>"Let go of my leg!"</strong> She hissed, gritting her teeth and screaming in pain as she used her wounded leg moving it until she could kick him in the muzzle with her foot. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>15-11-2015, 20:24:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She started to shift. The wolf responded in turn, his fangs releasing her leg when she was suitably declining in her size and shape. However, he did still end up getting a kick in the nose, and the male in turn yelp in pain. He stepped backwards, and quickly enough was back on his feet, naked and staring at her. "Are you done?" he asked, still standing nearby so as to respond quickly if she said anything other than yes. "Because I'd rather not fight you over whatever the hell we're fighting over."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>16-11-2015, 13:33:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Fine.</strong> Sasha hissed irritably. Her body trembled a little and she looked down at her foot curiously. The bite marks were already mostly healed and the bleeding had stopped. She was thankful she had such excellent healing properties inside of her or else that would have been ten times more painful. Slowly she got up to her feet and walked past him back into his bedroom. She tried not to think about the way her hips shook or swayed from side to side as she walked with her bottom facing him. <br><br>Once she was in his bedroom Sasha sat down along the top part of the bed with her back against the headboard as she had her elbow of her right arm propped up on pillows with her hand resting palm up against the side of her face. <strong>"Is this how it will go then? You are going to come into my pack and instead of rule it with me as my mate and alpha you will take over?"</strong> She growled, her voice low and throaty as she spoke since a great deal of irritation was still quite obvious in her bright turquoise eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 09:18:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She walked. He followed. The male let her sit, let her talk, and couldn't stop himself from groaning angrily. "I could take it from you." he declared. "I've never transformed into that before. It's alien to me. And I feel like its only the beginning, the start of the strength and power I'm going to be capable of fielding. The more I fuck you, the faster it appears right? And if I have other women, the more the better, it will come more rapidly still." He snorted at her. <br><br>"I don't see much of a difference in me fucking many women, and you fucking many men. I watched you take cock from every male who wanted you, over and over. They came on you and in you and you just let them. Then you approach me, using that I'd peeped as consent..." he couldn't stay seated; he was too restless, too worked up from the adrenaline still dominating him. "And you bind my wife, the closest thing I've ever known to a mate, a woman who I do love by the way, and rape her, and make her watch you fuck me... And all of this, and you haven't even asked me what my name is." <br><br>He turned to her, and leaned over the bed, so he was eye level with her. "Among humans, who I have lived with for my whole life, you are guilty of what we call hypocrisy." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 09:41:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha sat there, seething in her own juices so to speak, and a bit of physically as well as she remained seated listening to him since she felt it was warranted considering everything she was accusing him of. She couldn't help, but seriously reconsider this entire situation. She wanted gone from him now. And her pack as well. But, Sasha remained silent and still watching him carefully as he rose and began to practically pace. His energy she could feel it and it was making her uncomfortable as she watched him. <br><br><strong>"Then let me leave and I promise to let you be with your wife. I'm sure there are lycan bitches out there who would gladly give you what you are seeking. Perhaps my methods were messed up, but I thought you were miserable! I thought you were tired of this life and the woman who was binding you to it! I had thought you would want a mate to make you proud and give you what you seemed to be begging for! But clearly I was wrong."</strong> Sasha growled, her voice low as she turned her gaze from his and just barely resisted the urge to cross her arms over her chest. <strong>"Why would I want to know the name of the male who is going to use me? And no, before you even <em>dare</em> to go there, I am not using you! Despite what you think you know I am not happy fucking the many males in my pack!! But I'm the strongest female there which means I have to produce the majority of the offspring to keep the pack strong! You want to criticize me about things you know nothing about, you domesticated wolf, then make your own pack and run it the way you want. But not my pack!"</strong> <br><br>The anger was clear in her aura, but now there was the undertone of something else now too. Despair. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 09:55:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your arrogance is surpassed only by your transparency. I am not here lobbying for my wife, to keep her within my life. Her use has long faded. Any emotion I'd shared with her passed the day you first sucked me off in my sleep." he pushed off the bed, and began his pacing again, long, loud, heavy steps back and forth across the room. <br><br>"I do want what you offer. I want all of it. I want to shove your face into those pillows with a wolves paw, and push myself into you over and over. You've instilled in me transformation. You've given me an insatiable desire which only you can even begin to satisfy. The human woman I once called wife? The last time she and I fucked, I couldn't even cum. You've set my needs too high." his pacing stopped up against the wall, his eyes staring into a mirror. <br><br>"I want you, Sasha. And I've learned recently that I can have you. And if you won't let me have you, then I will take you. Maybe it will be bloody. Maybe one of us will die. I don't fucking care, so long as it means I keep you." he lifted his head, turned it to face her, expression growing into a snarl. "I guess what I'm saying, is I don't care about having a pack. If you have pups by the dozen, that's fine. So long as I'm the one putting them in you, that'll be enough for me." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 10:07:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At first, his words had the hairs along the back of her neck rising and she wanted to attack him again. It wasn't in nature to not defend herself and she was a highly proud wolf which included a certain arrogance that she knew was her own weakness. The fact that he could see that was unnerving to say the least. Her turquoise eyes continued to follow each movement he made; the eyes of a very observatory predator. She had not survived so long by not taking precautionary measures to keep her and her family safe. <br><br>Her discomfort grew as he continued on making her nerve endings tingle with a rush of arousal she had expected could be so easily provoked like this. Sasha was careful as she drew her thighs together trying to hide the sudden onslaught of pleasure and arousal that raced her through. As a lycan female it was a potent aphrodisiac for a male to show possessive traits like this. And unfortunately for her, Sasha was far too susceptible to it. In all of the males she had ever been with, which consisted only of the ones in her pack, Sasha had never been so greatly affected by it like this. <br><br><strong>"It is a pack you are taking on.. Not just me."</strong> Sasha warned him, some of the bite leaving her voice finally, but it then left her voice smooth like cream and rough from her growling. <strong>"I do want to know your name.."</strong> She found herself murmuring, unsure if she was submitting or not. It wasn't usual for her to ever submit, but.... This new side of him very much did make her want to submit. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 10:14:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then you tend to them." he said simply. "They're of no interest to me. None of them matter in any fashion. Fuck, something is telling me, demanding even, that I tear off the heads of every male who's ever touched you, that I rip them apart as a show that you belong to me." he wandered over to her, and leaned over the bed again, down at eye level. He stared, his eyes blank and empty, his face a canvas. His nostrils alone moved for a moment, flaring, stretching as he inhaled deep. She'd find no surprise when he finally smirked at her, teeth peaking out behind his lips.<br><br>"My name is James." he said softly.<br><br>Then he pounced. He went straight for her, grabbing at her legs and ankles, her arms, shoulders, waist, hair; he didn't care, so long as he could maneuver her like he wanted. The alpha male was going to have her whether she wanted it or not, though such a thought was simply pointless. The smell she was emitting, pheromones exactly the same as the ones in his dreams told him she wanted him. Maybe she'd fight, show that she would not just be fucked. It wouldn't matter; in his mind, he'd proven he was stronger. She could resist, but it wouldn't last forever. James savagely tried to position her in just the angle he'd described; her face shoved into the pillows, and her ass lifted high, high, high, an offering for him to take as he pleased.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 10:32:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha felt filthy. She wasn't certain if it was in the way she would assume hearing that word either. It was a combination of wondering what was wrong with her for feeling so suddenly different when she had been ready to tear him apart five minutes ago. His sudden display of possessiveness was overwhelming and too potent for her body to not respond to. She felt her body shudder as he leaved over the bed with his eyes leveled with her own. The elegant curves of her cheeks were beautifully stained with a soft glowing pink tint to it that was due to her arousal being so incredible high. It only took him a matter of moments, going from heated and pissed ready to tear his limbs off to suddenly feeling like she had turned into heated liquid. <br><br>Her lips parted on a cry as he grabbed her. Sasha's soft lips parted even more as she felt the piercing pain of her fangs once again unsheathing from her gums. A little bit of everything had been grabbed in the process of forcing her over on his bed. Her long soft white hair had suddenly been tugged sharply, her shoulders burning from his grip, her thighs already shaking as the small welts that his claws drew were already healing, and the skin along her hips tingled from the pleasure of his hands touching her. <br><br><em>James.</em> <br><br>His name seemed to whisper in her mind and cause a tightening along her chest. It was something she had never felt before and she didn't know how to feel about it. But such matters could be thought of more when her body wasn't making such incredible demands of her which had her complying with his desires. Sasha turned her head to the side, allowing herself to breathe, but she remained forced down with her plump taut ass lifted in the air to the point that her tight pink pussy was fully exposed. Juices glistened and filled the air with the heavy scent of her heat as her body responded swiftly enough to begin producing those intoxicating pheromones in order to help the breeding process along. <strong>"James.."</strong> She murmured, unable to stop herself from sensually muttering his name. Like, some plea for more.. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 10:42:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One hand in her hair, holding her down, keeping her lower than him. Something about that was incredibly hot to him, though it was also hardly needed; his cock was already throbbing, eager, excited to shove into her holes. Any hole. Every hole. Yesss... Every hole. Each one. Her cunt first; that was pink and puffy, and it was staring at him, begging to be filled. James licked is lips, and put his other hand on her hip. <br><br>"This," he said, as he rubbed his cock and shaft along her cunt. "Is mine now. Your pussy is mine to fuck. No one else gets to see it without my permission. If anyone, <em>anyone</em> but me touches it, I will make them suffer." the man's chuckle froze on his breath. He ground on her for just a few moments, just long enough to tell her this new rule. Then he was lining up with her cunt. Aiming himself. Readying himself to take what was his. Sasha, this lycan queen... It was no longer a fitting title. Bitch. Fuck toy. Those were more appropriate. She might still rule her pack, but she would bow to him.<br><br>Slowly he pushed into her, inch after inch of rock hard, throbbing meat was used on her tiny pussy. His face showed no pleasure, but only the most carnal and animal expression of possession and hunger. The hand in her hair twisted, and his hand slid over her thighs and hips. "Arch your back... Take cock like a good girl should." of course, she could take whatever pose she wanted; it didn't change he was going to fuck her until he was no longer hungry.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 10:58:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha hadn't ever experienced this before. There were no males in her pack to challenge her authority or make her <em>desire</em> to submit, but they weren't James. Her hands came out to press into the headboard and her nails had changed. They had halfway transformed into dark claws that just barely grew slightly longer than normal nails with lethally sharp tips. Those tips scratched lightly against the headboard of the bed as she felt his hand grip into her long hair. The feeling of it... It was unlike any other sensation. She felt like she was being owned. This was a first for her and if she had sense enough to focus she might have found herself disgusted by this, but she didn't have any sense left in her mind as he was forcing her into submission. <br><br>Each grind of his cock along her swollen, and begging pink pussy had Sasha gasping for air as her breath hitched in her slender throat as the nerve endings along her body lit up like fire. Before Sasha could even <em>think</em> about what she was going to say she suddenly whimpered it in that throaty sexy tone of hers unlike any other female. <strong>"Yes, my Alpha.."</strong> <br><br>His room filled with her whines and low growls of pleasure as his cock inched slowly into her aching pussy. That tiny sweet cunt was gripping him firmly as though he was her first. The smooth silky hot walls contracting as he pushed in and even pulsed in time with her heartbeat as she felt his cock bottom out. Sasha nodded, the look on her gorgeous face one of pure pleasure that mixed so effortlessly with tortured pleasure and arousal. Her claws scratched the headboard more as she forced her back to arch at a position that would have been painful for humans. Somehow her ass thrust higher up as she dug in her knees harder into the bed with her leaking tits flattening into the bed as much as possible until her tits bulged along the sides of her body. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 11:06:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body took on a perfect bow shape; had she sank lower, she would have snapped, or at least he suspected as such. While she enjoyed sensations of submission, never before had James felt such power, such dominance. She was his now; her voice, her smells, they insisted on it. This female, a powerful Alpha queen of lycans, had met her match. Her equal. Her master.<br><br>He took his sweet time in his strokes. Long, deep, but slow. He would bottom out with every thrust, feeling inch after inch of him sucked into her perfect pussy. Time ticked away, and all the while he grinned. "Next, your ass." he whispered. "I've never had a girl's ass before. I bet its divine. I bet that I can cum from taking your little butt for a ride much faster than if I used your cunt." another dark chuckle, and then a snarl of authority. <br><br>"And after that you'll suck. You'll kneel. I'll hold your hair, just like <em>this</em>" he punctuated the word with a rough tug, so that he was better able to speak to her. "And I'll watch a proud, arrogant bitch service me. I'll look into those eyes of yours, so strong normally, turn weak; into the eyes of prey. You'll suck me until I reward you with more cum. Always more cum..." he slowly slackened his grip, so he was letting her lie back down again. "After that... I transform. And then you'll be fucked properly." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>17-11-2015, 11:22:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The position was fairly uncomfortable for her, but even that sort of discomfort had Sasha dripping with pleasure all around him. Her mind was hardly all blank because she could feel her own thoughts, but he had taken her entire focus and changed it all. All of it was centered around him; as though her world had picked up and now literally revolved around him. It was what Sasha wanted in a mate, but she wouldn't realize for a while that she had gotten a mate in the truest sense of that word for their kind. <br><br><strong>"It's... so.. different with you, James... different.. from last night..e-v-ven,"</strong> her words ended on a hitched whine as he tortured her with slow long thrusts. The pressure on her back had Sasha hissing in pain and baring her fangs as she fought to handle the urge to struggle. She knew the pressure would ease and struggling would only increase the pain. <strong>"Yess.... gods... yes... please... my alpha...take my... ass..I'm... yours.."</strong> She whined, suddenly jolting back against him as he punctuated his word with a tug of her hair which sent such incredible pleasure through her. Her ass being touched, gripped, and squeezed... Or her hair being twisted and tugged.. Her neck being bitten.. Sasha had yet to even tell him her weaknesses, but he was already touching on them his second time with her. <br><br>Her back trembled as he finally let her body relax and she laid there against the bed breathing heavily, but she was not lying still as she pushed back into his body to grind her hot little cunt against his cock until she felt her cervix brushing his tip. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>18-11-2015, 08:30:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His slow strokes fell in a rhythmic pattern. If Sasha had a dancers mind, or a musicians training, she might recognize it as a very basic, very predictable pace. Of course, even if she did, her brain might have been scrambled enough from sensation, scent and sound that she couldn't focus on even something which would have been drilled into her subconscious. His cock stretched so nice and deep, his hips and balls slapping noisily against her butt and flesh. The grip in her hair slackened some as time went on, but this only benefited them both; it let him properly yank on it now and then, returning the feelings she seemed to like so much. <br><br>"You like it from behind..." he growled softly. "I think very much I'd like to fuck you this way, and watch you service one of your underlings. Or perhaps she can service you, while you me... It doesn't matter much now. It can be discussed later." James moved his hold on her hip south, and gave her ass a mauling of squeezes, before finishing it off with a rough smack. "So long as my naughty queen plays a dirty slut for me, I suppose it harms nothing if she services lesser bitches from time to time... And if it turns me on as much as I suspect it will, it benefits us both. Don't you think so Sasha?" another rough spank.<br><br>"You'd suck a whore's cunt for me if I asked, wouldn't you?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>18-11-2015, 08:52:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In Sasha's current state she couldn't think about the pattern or anything other than the pure pleasure she was feeling as he sank into her body. Each jolt had her tits running against the bed and making her leaking damp nipples throb more with such intense sensations. Even as those big tits bulged out along her sides they still rubbed her nipples tightly into the surface of that bed. She was even surprised at that because of how tight she was forced down onto the bed. <br><br><strong>"I.. love it... from b-behind, my alpha.."</strong> She whimpered, giving him an affirmation on that certain piece of information. And though she was driven senseless with pleasure a deep growl rumbled in her throat as he mentioned another bitch. <strong>"I will.. service another bitch... for you my alpha... but if she touches... you..."</strong> Her voice trailed off into a firm feral snarl of a possessive female ready to defend her male. <br><br>It was his hands coming down to her plump large ass so smoothly taut with soft skin that left Sasha whimpering again in between hisses of breath. His fingers were stronger and more confident as they gripped her asscheek making her suddenly ram back into his body until she felt her cervix start to give a little against his tip. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>18-11-2015, 09:04:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You will. You will be a good girl for me." he declared. "And if you wish to keep your underlings at bay, you will enforce your monogamy, just as I will enforce mine." another smack, this one even more firm, against her ass. The way she trembled and let out noises of her delight in response told him just how much he should be using her ass for his amusement... And her pleasure. So he kept spanking her. Over and over in slow time with his strokes. <br><br>Interestingly enough, James had discovered he was... Rather lacking in sensitivity. He'd expected to have grown at least somewhat close to cumming, to find it worth his time to stop, and simply touch her elsewhere. By contrast, he was able to just keep thrusting, fucking her, using her pussy as it was made to be fucked. Better still, soon enough the tip of his erection ground on her deeper than it should have, though if she cared she didn't show resistance. <br><br>"You will keep your shameless little whores from me. And I will keep the flee bitten mongrels you once bred with far, far from you." he snorted, and delivered another slap to her rear. "Bastards. Curs. I should castrate each and everyone of them, force them to live as eunuchs for the rest of their worthless lives..." he yanked extremely hard on her hair, forcefully enough that he had her body up against his. The hand on her hip went to her chest, her cleavage. James was practically snarling into her ear as he bounced her gently. <br><br>"You belong to me. Now, forever. I should have you collared. Leashed. Then you'd never be able to go further from me than I allow." he nipped her right ear, then lightly licked along her neck. The lick was soon his teeth on her shoulder, lightly grazing over her flesh, but not yet applying what she wanted; a good, proper, rough, bruising bite. Soon...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>18-11-2015, 09:40:35</strong>
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				Sasha didn't know how much longer she could keep herself from cumming on his cock. His words... Before he had been quiet when he had taken her as if talking like this to her was disgusting to him. Now, James had her on the brink of orgasm and squirting on his cock because of his erotic dirty talk that left her speechless. It wasn't just his possessiveness of her, but his hands. Each smack had her skin turning into a darker shade of pink. The echo of her large taut plump ass getting slapped harder and harder had Sasha whimpering even louder with each smack. <br><br>If she showed anything it was a sense of wanting him as deep into her body as possible. She wanted his cock invading her womb and making certain that part of him claimed that part of her. That... The thought had her suddenly gritting her teeth and jamming back into his thrusts as she felt the discomfort of his curved tip hitting that barrier stubbornly. <br><br><strong>"Any female.. who even tries... to touch you..."</strong> She snarled, her voice low as her bountiful chest began to vibrate with her snarl. <strong>"I'll rip their throats out... no... one gets my... alpha... but me..."</strong> Sasha demanded forcibly with her snarls. <br><br>The intimacy of their bodies touching as he brought her against his was mind blowing for her. She loved how his body touched hers and the way his hands roamed over her shapely succulent hips meant for breeding and bearing litters. Her tits were big enough that each time they shook or bounced they hit off of each other spiraling in circular patterns with her nipples thrusting and shaking in the air. Tiny droplets of her warm milk hit the headboard, the sheets, and the pillows. <strong>"James... nnnnngghhhahh!! I'm yours... only yours!!"</strong> She cried out, even just feeling his teeth grazing her shoulder, and teasing over that soft tender skin had Sasha screaming as her clit throbbed. <strong>"Oh gods...!! James.. I'm going... toc um!"</strong> She incoherently screamed, the words no sooner leaving her lips, and her entire body became so tense that she trembled from it. Then followed the sweet scent of her cum that drenched his sheets, the headboard, her thighs, his balls, and anything else near to her lower body. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 07:20:47</strong>
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				She was panting, losing the eloquence of her speech as reamed her tight cunt with his erect manhood. Her tits leaked her life giving milk, and her pussy was drenching his bed as the girl took her first orgasm of this second session of sex. James smirked, and as she quivered, he very casually let go of her entirely. She'd feel his erection pull from her, and his hands grip nice and tight on the cheeks of her honey covered ass. <br><br>"Like I've said... I've never had a woman's ass before. That human girl wouldn't comply with such a request, even had I made it..." he shrugged, and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing the pink of her hole. He spat upon it, before arching his back and rubbing his cock against it. "I wonder how it will feel... To insert myself. I suspect it will be tighter than your cunt, and less cooperative when it comes to fucking you without the assistance of your vaginal nectar..." he spat again, this time onto his cock. <br><br>"Not that it matters much. I should have enough on my dick after that mess you made. How rude. I should make you clean up after yourself." the tip of his member was pushed against her puckered asshole. "Maybe after I split you open. Until then?" James chuckled, and began to push inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>19-11-2015, 07:30:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While she remained quivering against his body, Sasha leaned heavily on the bed with the pillows giving her the support she needed to move her hands behind her back to grip the plump cheeks of her stunning sexy ass. She parted her cheeks herself, and made sure they stayed that way for him to keep the spit soaked little puckered star of her asshole visible for him. <strong>"You'll find out.. if you stop egging me on... and just sink your dick into it!"</strong> She snarled breathlessly, looking back over her shoulder at him. <br><br>There was no shyness in Sasha as she gritted her teeth together feeling her fangs grit together as she pushed back into his spit soaked dick. The tight unyielding hole seemed to be stubborn about relenting against his tip, but Sasha was very good and rather adored anal sex. She knew how to move her body to help. Without any orders or demands from James her curvy sexy hips swung from side to side with a little twist of her movements until she felt the puckered entrance start to give way to his cock. <strong>"Nnngghh!!! yess!!"</strong> She hissed, gripping her cheeks tighter and suddenly shoved back into him. She loved the feeling of his cock parting her ass and the way it felt so good once his tip sunk past her anal ring. A throaty moan left her lips as she began to sink onto his length even more wiggling her ass back on his cock as she twisted them from side to side repeatedly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>21-11-2015, 22:57:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The movements she executed appeared to be... Well, pointless to James. Lots of motion, and considerable squirming, but none of it obvious in its use. Of course, he'd never done anal before, so for all he knew she was writhing in pain, or attempting to take his cock deeper. Fuck if it mattered. He just kept pushing, sinking, sliding, moving deeper until he bottomed out once more. His balls rested against her cunt, and he smiled. <br><br>"I feel your pussy. It's still wet... You'll have to dry my balls when we finish all of this." James slid a hand up her back, and sought her hair once again. Unlike before, where he'd suddenly snatched it, this time he took his time. Fingers played with strands of her hair, before eventually taking a nice, thick handful of it. He still wasn't satisfied however; he tangled more of her hair in his hand, and only when he could no longer easily collect more did he begin to pull back. Slowly, he drew her head back by the roots. "Arch your back... You look so much more attractive that way..." <br><br>His hips pulled back quickly and without warning, only to slam back to the base right after. This was repeated a second time. Then a third. Then five. Ten. Indefinitely, he fucked her hard and deep and fast. It felt... Wonderful, to stretch her like this. To have her tight body wrapped so completely around his hard and throbbing cock. The young man's considerable vigor made it effortless for him to set this quick and rough pace of his. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>02-12-2015, 23:06:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As his fingers slid up along her slender and arched back like that it made Sasha tremble. That tremble was seen throughout her body as her walls clamped sweetly and hotly all around his length. Her hands felt weak as she gripped the sheets beneath her swaying and swinging body that brushed against his bed. She loved the way everything brushed her sensitive skin making her pleasure seem to intensify. She could still hardly believe that she was being mastered by this male the male who she had chosen as she laid willingly underneath him. <br><br>Her plump rounded ass was firmly hitting his firm stomach as he began to pull his hips back and slam back in right after. Her heart was throbbing along both of her tight holes and she could feel her own pulse through them as they clenched in the same rhythm as her heartbeat. <strong>"... you make me that w...et.."</strong> She moaned, and instead of twisting against his body she began to firmly meet his thrusts. She would slam harder into his already hard thrusts that buried him to the root in her tight bottom. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>07-12-2015, 22:22:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I intend to break you." he growled. "Maybe not tonight. I don't know if I'm strong enough yet. But someday soon, I am going to break you." James kept his pounding up, maintaining his pace, growling a bit as he did. The young man was still luxuriating in the tightness, the magnificence of the Queen's asshole; it was difficult for him to decide if he favored her pussy, or her butt... Fortunately it didn't matter. He had access to both, could take either whenever he so pleased. <br><br>"I look forward to seeing what a broken queen looks like. I can just imagine..." without another word, a switch flipped in his pacing. He abandoned his previously established rhythm, in favor of a much less practiced and far more rough form of sex. A brutal, mindless, animal like pounding, completely devoid of any sort of humanity. He fucked the whore queen under him as hard and fast and deep as he possibly could... And intended to do so just like this until he could do no more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>08-12-2015, 00:04:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha should have cared about the fact that James was threatening to break her. It should have mattered, but Sasha didn't care. She wanted him even still knowing his intentions towards her. Maybe he had yet to realize it and Sasha hadn't fully realized it yet, but James was her intended mate. That one mate that most lycans spent their lives looking for and neither one of them realized that they were with that mate. <br><br>There was nothing that Sasha could say in response. What would make an impact? Could she try and deny that she wanted him to break her? That some part of her was willing to submit to this male no matter the cost? No, Sasha couldn't bring herself to say such things. But, her body did the talking for her as she thrust herself back into his wild thrusts. She had to brace her hand in front of her as he took her so incredibly roughly. Her bottom was forcefully clenching all around his length as if to suffocate it with the velvety hot tightness of her ass. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>10-12-2015, 22:57:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sex was excellent; James felt his muscles quaking all throughout his body. He recognized, abruptly, that he was nearing his limit for resistance. Soon enough, in several minutes at best, he was going to cum. This knowledge made him briefly lament this wonderful game... For it would soon in with his orgasm. <br><br>That didn't mean he wasn't going to make good on his claim to try and run the queen to the point of exhaustion. More specifically though... He had something he wanted to try. Without warning, the large male pulled his cock free of his mate's ass. A hand stayed on her hip, hopefully enough to inform her he wasn't done with her. <br><br>Slowly, bit by bit, he began to shift... To turn... To transform. He was going to keep fucking her, but not as a man.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-12-2015, 23:15:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At first, Sasha was a little bit alarmed when James began to slow and she could feel his cock inch by inch leaving the tight confines of her hot bowels that seemed willing to clench him all too hotly. Her sphincter walls gripped and rippled along his length as he pulled out of her as though her insides wanted to keep him deep within her still. <br><br>Sasha was panting heavily as she gripped the sheets of his bed which at that point were heavily soiled with her juices and some of his cum. The majority of his cum had remained inside of her body, but he was still tugging free of her body. A soft little whine left her parted lips as she looked back at him over one slender shoulder with her bright turquoise eyes almost pleading with him to continue until she saw him start to change. <br><br>She knew suddenly what he intended and it felt like her entire body rippled with anticipation as the scent of her sweet heat laced pheromones filled the air even stronger. Her body was priming itself to be taken in the truest sense of the word for one of their kind. If he was intent on breeding her and claiming her then this was a way he was going to have to take her. Some lycan females might have been terrified of this experience as Sasha knew all too well from other females in her pack, but Sasha happened to be one of the few who relished this. She loved the primal animalistic way that a male's body would take it's mate and bond with them on a level deeper than any human could possibly know. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>10-12-2015, 23:27:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Transforming took time... But not enough to cause trouble. He felt his skin itch, his bones crack and split, his muscles tear; it was painful, but its purpose made all of the brief suffering worth it. By the time he finished, the male wolf looked positively feral. He snarled low in his throat, and allowed instinct to guide him. Without hesitation he mounted the female, his heavy weight and substantial bulk causing the bed to groan in discomfort. Front legs over her shoulders, head next to hers.<br><br>His hard, throbbing wolf cock was simply massive; proportional to his giant size, the man within doubted it was even possible to fit the entirety of his member inside his mate's cunt. It wouldn't stop him from trying. The tip of his red dick pressed to her slit, but did not tease; instead, he pushed, rubbed, and angled himself until finally the tip penetrated the woman's cunt. Eager and lustful, he surged forth, pushing half his cock into her in a single thrust.<br><br>James growled in his mate's ear, before extending his tongue to lightly lick her cheek.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>10-12-2015, 23:48:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His snarl had Sasha trembling against his body as she took the brunt of his weight onto her body. She grunted softly as he laid across her back which was surprisingly stronger than most might have thought. She was an alpha female and had the strength to support his body weight against her even in this form. Her hands shot up to grip the headboard instead of the sheets making sure she could withstand his rather harsh thrusts that she knew was coming. <br><br>Sasha knew from experience that his canine cock would fit within her entirely. She knew that her body was made to allow for his intrusion and it wasn't without a little pain on her part, but Sasha was more than willing to experience that pain for the pleasure she knew it would bring. <br><br>She screamed throatily as he did not hesitate to slam half of his thick and long length into her tight gripping cunt which was even tighter all around his canine cock. Her slender shoulders and strong slender back rippled and trembled against his paws as he growled into her ear like that. <strong>"Jamess...."</strong> She purred low in her throat, practically a soft affectionate growl. Her own heat cycle was making her head dizzy and light with arousal for him as she pressed back against his cock inviting him to push deeper into her even as she felt his red curved tip knock against her cervix. <strong>"You.. can fit inside of me... just push past my cer...vix.."</strong> She whimpered, her fingers tightening against the headboard as her knuckles went white to brace herself for the pain she knew was coming, but she wanted him as deep as possible within her walls. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>11-12-2015, 08:11:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He hadn't started seeking her cervix yet. That was why she'd not yet gotten his cock so deep. The male was, in that moment, content to simply enjoy her tightness, to lie atop her and bask in the warmth of his queen. It didn't last. After only seconds of stillness, the wolf began to shove and push again, forcing forward; his cock was like a battering ram of epic proportions. It smashed the resistance of Sasha's muscles, and forced its way easily into her pussy.<br><br>It did not stop. It did not waiver. It did not hesitate. It pushed until, with a growl of triumph, the wolf's cock was balls deep inside the cunt of his mate. Likewise, this didn't last long. The male's need to breed, to fuck, to mate, was unstoppable. In that moment, the man was lost, replaced with the beast. Only death itself would have stopped him. <br><br>James took his submissive queen savagely. His thrusts were as hard and fast and deep as he could physically manage. His limbs held her still as best they could. He shamelessly bit and nipped at her shoulders, neck and ears, until at last he got a good grip on the nape of her neck. Hopefully the hold will be enough to keep her completely still. If not, oh well. It didn't change that he was fucking her harder than he'd ever had the chance to do before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>11-12-2015, 08:29:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha was wise enough to brace herself and kept herself braced even through his moments of stillness where all she could feel was the rather intoxicating sensations of his cock pulsing inside of her or the way his fur brushed along her smooth skin. Never before had she been so drawn into being with a male as she was with James. Everything he did to her was more intense than the one before that and she wasn't so sure that she would be able to resist him at all. While she had started this even Sasha hadn't realized what she was getting herself into since she couldn't have known that James was her intended mate. It was why she was so drawn to him even now and didn't fully realize that yet. <br><br>Her scream was throaty and like a sexy rumbling feminine growl as James finally battered through her cervix and buried himself balls deep into her vice gripping velvet pussy. The silky damp locks of her white hair were mingling in with his dark fur as it rubbed constantly over her back and made for another maddeningly pleasurable sensation that left her whimpering. A light bit of blood ran out of their joined bodies from her cervix being forced open, but Sasha didn't worry as she was certain her healing properties would take care of it. <br><br>Once James got a good firm hold on her neck with his sharp teeth Sasha let go of the headboard and trusted him fully with her body. Her tits shook violently underneath their bodies and were turning a light red color from how hard they were slapping against each other. Her nipples dragged against the sheets of the bed just enough to be teasing. <strong>"My Alpha...."</strong> She whined submissively, firmly pressing her hips into his every thrust. The movement wasn't really enough to move her body all that much, but it was enough to grind her splayed widely pussy lips against his sheath and furred balls. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>14-12-2015, 09:27:47</strong>
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				The insatiable male was as far mentally from his queen as could be; while she had thoughts of how to improve sex, he savagely pounded along without a thought or a care in the world. He was having carnal delight; he would cum soon. What did it matter to the sexually starved alpha male if his human vessel took her pleasure? The wolf atop her was focused in his efforts. Nothing mattered except that he seed her, that he empty his heavy, bloated balls deep within her cavern of lusts. <br><br>James was not gentle. His jaws were fortunately driven by instinct, and did not tighten, nor did they bite further, and as such she was not at risk for a life threatening clamp. She was going to be bloody, for James could already sense the metallic taste of blood upon his sensitive tongue. After he'd came, this would be a serious problem in the future; once the alpha got a taste of blood, his wolf instincts would demand fresh meat. That was a risk for later fortunately. <br><br>At the moment, he slammed into her over and over, on and on without slowing, without stopping. The seconds that he'd expected to last soon dragged on to minutes. Then, without warning, he began to ejaculate. His first explosion of jizz would feel like a water hose spraying upon bare flesh. The second, only slightly less powerful. Then the third, fourth, fifth, and tenth, each spurt enough to fill a shot glass. With his load empty, the singularly focused wolf let go of her neck with his teeth. For a few moments, he was still. Then, he collapsed atop his mate, passed out entirely.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>14-12-2015, 09:47:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thankfully, no matter what James didn't do to improve the sex, Sasha was able to thoroughly enjoy it. She was his mate and as he pounded fiercely into his sexy bitch Sasha whimpered like the sex-crazed in heat bitch that she was. Her ass was hitting his groin firmly with his underbelly fur grinding against her back and making her entire body shake back and forth. Sasha was unable to keep her noises down as she arched even further underneath him. Every slap forward of his furred powerful body made her jolt forward and her clit throbbed harder as his furry sac of balls were hitting firmly off of her little nub of nerves. <br><br>Sasha began to cum and did so more than once during the course of his harsh fucking. By the time he thrust forward and began to fill her fertile womb with his cum she had cum 3 different times already and was struggling to keep herself upright. All that Sasha could manage as he cum inside of her was little soft moans and a loud grunt as he fell atop her once he finally stopped cumming. There was understanding in her features as he collapsed on her and immediately passed out. Sasha gently eased herself until she pressed them onto their sides with his cock and knot still tying them together for now. She remained close with her ass nestled firmly into his groin and her pussy still gripping his knot and cock as she also passed out despite the fact that it was still early in the morning. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>20-12-2015, 06:11:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James laid there, still, heavy, a massive wolf slowly breathing atop his well used mate. She would notice his bulk shrinking, his fur dwindling, slowly, as his body naturally reverted back to his normal, human form. He would feel bad about his choices later; that he'd been so forceful and insistent with her, that he'd been rough and rude. These would matter at a later date. For now, all the exhausted wolf cared about was sleep. He'd been chained and enslaved for the entirety of his life, and was only now being unleashed. He would only grow stronger, each slumber essential to give him the power and strength he would need to live as a proper alpha male. <br><br>He hoped, somewhere, that Sasha would be forgive him for being so rude, and more so, that she would be patient with his youth and inexperience. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>26-12-2015, 17:37:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha noticed his revert back to his human form and once he was in that state she moved them firmly until they were laying side by side. Both his youth and inexperience could be forgiven. Whether Sasha was fully aware that that was what was causing his behavior wasn't altogether clear just yet. She felt sore and thoroughly taken and claimed. Even in the early hours of the morning Sasha was exhausted again from the way that they had taken each other. The fight they had gotten in was intense and had led to her being ruthlessly dominated in a way that she had so very much enjoyed. <br><br>Her thoughts were a mess as she turned to look at her mate. He was handsome and made her body throb just a little more for him, but she was sore and they were both exhausted. Instead of initiating another round Sasha curled herself against his side and draped her right leg over his his thighs as she nuzzled her face in against his neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>26-12-2015, 20:37:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could cuddle him all she wanted; James could pass for dead if not for his rising and falling chest, the flaring of his nostrils. He'd fucked her well, deposited the first of many loads of fertile jizz into her equally accepting cunt. He'd be filling her daily, multiple times even, until he watched her belly swell with his pups. Even then he'd expect her to dutifully see to the rapidly growing sexual needs he had. She was his mate, and in his mind, she belonged to him; if he wanted an orgasm, then her mouth or ass or cunt were his for the taking. She'd hardly dissuaded him from this line of thinking based on the previous sex. <br><br>He was sleeping. Peaceful. Satisfied for the first time in his life sexually. It was just... So nice, to be able to pass out after rough, lustful, degrading sex. Goodness but he'd enjoyed that... He couldn't wait to see what else Sasha could show to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 05:58:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha slept for hours and it was a well rested kind of sleep against James' body. Even though he had degraded her and made her feel like nothing more than a cum dump she had never been satisfied. One male had pleasured her beyoond the pleasure she was able to feel with three males trying to do what James could accomplish alone. Hours passed and it was well into the late hours of the afternoon with the sun sinking quickly in the sky that Sasha stirred. A husky moan left her lips and her breath brushed along his skin as Sasha slowly sat up dislodging herself from his body. Her bright icy eyes stared down at James before she slid off of the bed and began to tug on her previously discarded coat. <br><br>His wife was released from her bonds by Sasha as the woman had stared at her with such fear that it actually sickened Sasha. Humans were far too easy to scare and Sasha hadn't even hurt the woman. With a look of pure dismissal, Sasha left their home, and walked back to her pack. The males were immediately alert and aware of the difference. They could see the change in her as she kept her body covered and there was the clear mark of an Alpha male's claiming bite on her pale neck. One bold male attempted to get near to her and Sasha's eyes sharply cut towards him with a look of clear warning as a growl vibrated in her throat. James was not there to protect what was his, but Sasha was going to protect herself for him. Whether or not he felt any affection for her; Sasha knew that she had found her mate and Alpha. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>26-01-2016, 22:49:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha woke a good, healthy while before her new mate did. He had a good excuse for his sleeping in, though he wouldn't be able to explain it, so much as show it. The young man was growing substantially as hormones exploded in his body. Far more than a safe dose really, but necessary to build him to what he needed. The lycan queen left, and sent away the human who no longer mattered to James. During this, he was growing, bulging, his muscles expanding, his bones strengthening and elongating... By noon, he finally woke, two inches taller, with broader shoulders and several extra pounds on his frame. <br><br>He shambled towards the door, instinct guiding the half sleepy man. He was clumsy at first, shamelessly naked, unable to walk straight. James looked drunk, on the verge of passing out, at least for the first ten minutes. By the time his mate's scent had lead him to his new kingdom, he was fully awake... And full of strength. He stood up right, not the tallest male, but definitely not the shortest. Broad, wide, strong shoulders marked him certainly as a powerful male. Cold, hateful eyes stared deep into the souls of all who were bold enough to look there. He reaked of testosterone, as if he'd bathed in it. <br><br>His focus was singular, his stride never breaking; James wanted his mate, and he would not stop until he had her in his arms again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 03:51:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That afternoon Sasha was taking her time with her den which was her sleeping place most often and making sure that the pups she had given birth to before James were carefully placed with other females to be raised as their own. She understood that James was growing into his dominance and after last night she didn't know how he would react if her pups were so near to her. It was only two liters and she made sure the females left with her pups and had each the father of those liters with them. She couldn't entirely be certain that James would find her, but she was taking the pre-cautions she knew that she would need to. <br><br>Sasha was rearranging the soft pelts that she used to make her little nest and those pelts of soft fur only smelled of her. She never had brought a male there to mate with and now she was thankful for it. Her scent was strong and rich there in the warmth of that cave which was illuminated from the light outside as well as a warm fire in the center of the cave. She wore very little as she always did with only a fur wrapped around her breasts covering them from sight and one that was around her shapely hips designed with the sides of her hips, and legs to be bared yet enough fur along her bottom to hide it from sight with the front designed the same. <br><br>Her long white hair was left down and slightly damp from the bath she had taken curling into wavy soft curls against her mostly bare back. In her element she somehow looked sexier. She looked like a Lycan Queen with pelts covering parts of her body and her white hair free from any restraint curling naturally from her bath. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 07:13:13</strong>
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				He followed her scent to a cavern somewhere within the queen's territory. He knew not where. He cared not where. He knew only that once he found her, he was going to fuck her, again and again and again. He was going to plow into her cunt, and fill her belly and womb with so much of his cum that her stomach would bulge. He would do this again, and again, and again, until she looked nine months pregnant, until both of them were so exhausted and dehydrated that their survival was in question... And then he would fuck her again, one last time, before passing out. <br><br>James had been denied his birthright as a father for too long. He would not have it held back from him any longer than he needed. The useless human female he'd once called wife was gone from his mind; she was prey to him now, a food source, or a fuck toy... No. Not a fuck toy. Sasha had promised he would have no need for such things. She'd promised... She'd promised him. The man tromped towards the cavern, rubbing at his body as he did; he itched all over, as coarse, thick hair began to grow on him. He would end up looking far more rugged, his scent far stronger; it was as if he was going through a second puberty. <br><br>When he finally entered the cavern, his nostrils took in breath, and he snarled a low, throaty noise. "SASHA!" he roared, before quickening his pace. She was here. She was here, and she was going to be his... Forever.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 08:37:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In order for Sasha not to have heard him she would have needed to be deaf. Even then her body would have recognized his presence as it did when he was closer to her. One of her slender eyebrows rose curiously as she stopped what she was doing to gently rock back on her feet and gracefully stand. She was hardly hiding from him and from the sound of that half-roar/snarl he was rather close by. The way it reverberated off of the rocks within that warm cave made that clear. <strong>"Is there a reason why you're roaring like that when you already knew I was here?"</strong> She calmly and rather coolly asked as she came from around a small corner within the cave. Her arms gently crossed over her chest as she looked at him with a curious yet collected attitude. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 08:47:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There she was... James moved for his mate as though the last time he'd seen her, she'd been in the gravest of danger. He stepped into her space, and brought his arms aggressively up, to grasp at her without the slightest bit of self control. The male would try to pull her to him, to crush her first to his chest, only to then follow it by pressing her to the wall, pinning her between two equally firm objects. His starving lips sought her flesh; her own mouth, her throat, her shoulder; anywhere and everywhere he could reach, he frantically and savagely tried to reach. He would not be denied this; not without another display of violence as earlier. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 09:54:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha was more than used to wild beasts. She was the Alpha and Queen of some of the most feral beasts there were out there. But, she had never seen any of the males of her pack look at her like James did as he suddenly moved for her. At first, Sasha honestly thought he was going to hurt her from that wild look in his eyes. That look made her think of only violence; not lust or desire. She began to retreat by the smallest steps. One foot stepping behind her and stiffening when he started to grab her. <br><br><strong>"James... wha--"</strong> Her words were cut off as he pressed his lips firmly to hers after crushing her body against his. It felt like the breath in her lungs was knocked from her body as she found her hands curled against shoulders that were broader than before. She briefly noticed he was taller than her by a few inches if not a foot. The changes were intense and she was quite certain that they weren't over yet. <br><br>Her back felt the cool rock of the cave's wall against her skin and had Sasha gasping loudly as James frantically kissed over whatever exposed skin he could reach. She couldn't stop the growing heat that pooled in her taut lower stomach and the incredible rush of tingling sensation that raced down and up along her body from her pelvis. Her body felt like it was suddenly filled with liquid heat and she wasn't even experiencing a wave of heat at the moment. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 10:08:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His kissing stopped for one brief moment; just long enough that he could snarl at her, his teeth bared and in her face. "Mine." he growled, his voice low, distorted, as though he was speaking with vocal cords not quite human. He stared her down, his eyes yellowed, not a shred of the shape or color they'd been only hours before. The stare lasted only a second or two, before his mouth was back on Sasha's. <br><br>The savage male was lost to his wolf side. His blood was heavy with testosterone, his brain bathing in it, and his muscles pumping it throughout his body. He was beyond reason, beyond any form of sanity or humanity. All that James was then was a primal and uncontrollable predator, as likely to rip apart his own mate with his hands and teeth as anything else. He pulled on her legs, her thighs, trying to encourage them to open and part, to wrap around his waist, to lift; anything, so long as it would allow him to force his rapidly hardening tool into her. <br><br>His focus was singular; to breed her, to use her cunt for its intended purpose. He greedily ground his erection against her belly, her chest, her legs and anywhere else he could, as he desperately sought to penetrate his bitch. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 10:17:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha's pale blue eyes began to change as he snarled at her like that. Other females might have been afraid of him in that moment as he was so overwhelmed with his own desire and need for her, but she saw the wolf in him through his bright eyes which seemed to reach deep enough to her own wolf. He was pressed so tightly against her that she couldn't maneuver as much as she wished she could. Her slit was growing wetter by the seconds if not faster and she wanted him inside of her. As though his wolfish instincts had reached out physically to her own and demanded for them to respond. Her pale blue eyes turned a bright turquoise that was stunningly vibrant and beautiful as she returned his rather brutal kiss. <br><br>At the urging of his hands on her thighs Sasha parted them and began to lift her left leg around his bare right hip. As soon as she had it hooked tightly she pressed into his body and used her thigh to practically jump on him until her right leg was wrapped around his left hip. The pelt that she was using to keep her slit covered was the only thing in his way now as Sasha began to grind firmly against the hard shaft pressing directly into her soaking wet sex which was throbbing for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 10:28:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With her submission, or rather her acceptance of his desires, the mating should have begun. Unfortunately, the bestial male was... too far gone to properly understand what was going on, and why his cock could not penetrate her, despite his insistent grinding. The fur he felt was not Sasha's, though his wolf brain was too clouded to notice this simple detail. His pushing grew rougher, his growls and grunts more frantic. Desperate, he even began to lightly bite at his mate's shoulder and neck, and when this too failed, he seemed to lose patient. <br><br>He used his newly found strength to manhandle his mate, grabbing her, and pulling back, her away from the wall, though not him. He sought to throw her bodily to the floor, to shift their posturing. To him, in the moment, that he could not enter her was a sign of teasing. The wolf was not having such. If she would not let him have her easily, then he would have to make her cooperate. James tried to push her into an all fours posture, his hand tight in her hair, encouraging her to lift her ass up, and shove her face down, into the furs. <br><br>It didn't hurt that, in this posture, he had a wonderful view of her perfect, heart shaped ass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 10:39:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha could feel his impatience rising as he was frantically grinding his insistent cock into her pelvis which was hidden beneath the pelt she wore. Her head was spinning far too much for Sasha to notice the way he bit at her neck and shoulder was his way of trying to get her attention. It felt too good to think of it as anything other than her mate knowing how to rile her up. Sasha was firmly gripping at his shoulders enjoying the new found incredible strength she found in them as she pressed tighter to the erection he kept grinding into her. But he was not getting inside of her for some reason. This caused even her to grow frustrated as her slender throat began to tighten with a soft whine. The sound was cut off as he suddenly tugged her away from the wall and moved her roughly impatiently onto the nest of warm furs nearby. <br><br>Despite the hard cave ground beneath the furs it was surprisingly soft and comfortably. The furs were silky soft and pressing against her skin as he forced her onto her hands and knees. She finally was able to reach to her shapely hips and tug at the tie around each side of her hips which came undone quickly. The pelt covering her plump tight ass slid down onto the furs beneath her body and exposed that heavily glistening wet slit of hers which was clearly aroused for James. Sasha parted her thick thighs and pressed into the underside of his exposed cock which she firmly slid her pussy up and down against his cock. The wavy curls of her white hair was twisted in his tight grasp and Sasha was trying so hard not to shamelessly whimper for him; though she was failing at that. Soft and sexy little whines could be heard coming from her throat as she pressed into him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 10:47:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally her body yielded. The wolf brain attributed it to the proper mating posture; her on all fours, him behind her. His cock ground on her cunt, and she rubbed back eagerly, the teasing driving him insane. Her soaked cunt, her thick, plump thighs, the swollen, perfect ass... James gazed on it with a purely animal lust. No concern for the woman attached to it, no interest in the emotions his human side would develop for her; all that mattered was that she had the most wonderful, majestic female body his eyes had ever lingered upon. <br><br>When her whines, sweet and hungry reached his ears, James returned to action. He roughly pushed upon her head, trying to force her face down, against the floor. Simultaneously, he took a fistful of the perfect ass... And began to push his erect cock into her. The mushroomed tip slipped inside thanks to her ample lubricant, and yet it fit noticeably more snugly within her cunt this time. Sasha would feel he had grown in more ways that one; his cock, while not massively larger than prior, was clearly thicker and longer. He easily slid himself half way inside, slow and steady...<br><br>A treat, a promise, of what was to come next.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 10:54:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He grew quiet and still in a way that had Sasha trembling because she could <em>feel</em> his eyes on her body. Whether or not his emotions were running high at that moment Sasha felt her body respond in that intoxicating way she remembered it had yesterday. Her hands moved against the furs of her nest and&nbsp; gripped them tightly as she felt him pressing her head down. She pressed her right cheek against the softness of the furs her reddened well kissed lips parted on the gasps she couldn't contain as he started to finally press into her. <br><br>She tugged rather suddenly on the furs as she felt the burning slight pain of her walls forced to stretch around his length. Sasha shuddered in realization that his cock had indeed grown bigger. He was thicker for her now and she could feel it in the way his cock was pressing into her and making her feel the sensation of his body making hers fit his. Sasha knew that this was not going to be slow and steady. His wolfish side being so in control would not want that... She was bracing herself for what she knew was going to quickly turn into a rough primal breeding from her mate. She had known that the moment he had looked into her eyes with his own bright yellow ones staring back at her. <br><br>Sasha obediently raised her ass in invitation and even tried to press a little more of his cock into her tightly clasping pussy which was literally pulsing all around his cock. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 11:04:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The female's submission was further explanation to the wolf. He took her slowly for several seconds, easing himself in and out, sliding to the base to her, pulling back, and repeating. The testing of her canal didn't last too terribly long; once he was sure she could take his girth, that her cunt was suitable for breeding... That was when he let out another low growl, the same altered voice from before.<br><br>"Mine." he snarled. "Mine to fuck." it began quickly, roughly... No, not rough. Roughness was when one's partner yanked on their hair. Roughness was a playful but still painful smack to the face. Roughness was a hand on the throat, applying just enough pressure to cause discomfort. Roughness was quick, deep strokes of a cock, pumping itself in and out of a woman's pussy. Brutal, was a more appropriate word. Prior James had been aggressive with his mate, fucked her hard, used her like a cock toy. <br><br>This time? This time he used her like a female wolf. He shamelessly began to pound into her, as fast as he could, as hard as he could; as before, he had no thoughts for her pleasure, no concern, no interest, not even the tiniest iota of affection. The male wolf was going to fuck her raw. He was going to split her in half as he'd promised to do earlier. He was going to fuck her until his physical limits, and his physical limits alone, bid him stop. <br><br>He settled in; the wolf knew this would take a while. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 11:15:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sudden onslaught that James began to attack her with was intense and more intense than even she had prepared herself for. Her body was forcibly bucked forward and if it had not been for the hold he had on her hair then Sasha's body might have been pushed forward hard enough to completely be thrown off of his cock. She had been fucked and bred before, but nothing could have prepared Sasha for the rough invasion of James body into hers. He wanted to make sure she understood that her body was his. She could feel that with every little thrust into her body. The sounds she began to make were somewhere caught between her wolfish vocal cords and her sexy human voice. His blunted tip of his cock was hitting deep within her and striking her cervix in a way that had her wincing every time it hit deep within her body. His cock was pressing apart her walls and making sure that every time she throbbed around his length there would be no doubt that he could feel it. <br><br><strong>"James... alpha.."</strong> Incoherent words let her parted lips in the form of breathless gasps as she tugged hard on the furs beneath her. Her breasts were hitting against the furs and her own rib cage so hardly that she began lactating against the pelt covering them. Whimpers, whines, gasps, and moans seemed to meld into almost one type of sound of pleasure that others in her pack could hear from the cave. If the males in her pack hadn't a clue before; there would be no doubt now that she was mated. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>30-01-2016, 07:41:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Snarls and growls were the only sounds to come from his mouth as he fucked his mate. Angry, or lustful, or pleasured; it was uncertain, and not clear. Perhaps all three? What was sure, is that the male wolf seemed to be perfectly content to leave his mate bruised, battered or broken after he used her. The wolf brain had decided very clearly that the single thing of importance was he breed her. If fucking her left her unable to defend herself, then he would guard her. If fucking her so rough, so brutally, would leave her unable to act as a matriarch, well, he'd care then. The singular, narrow focus was selfish; he didn't care. <br><br>If anything, he wanted to see her break. He wanted to hear her let out some kind of a strangled, pathetic whining cry, as if to beg him to slow down, or to be less rough. James wanted to have his mate express to him that she was submitting to him completely, utterly. Maybe he'd manage it. He wasn't sure; Sasha was strong, durable, and had plenty of experience sexually. It was possible she'd be the one to outlast him... But dammit if James wasn't going to do his fucking damnedest to leave his mate broken and exhausted, his cum oozing from her well used cunt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>30-01-2016, 21:52:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One thing still remained rather unclear for Sasha. James was growing powerful by each moment they were together. She could see and certainly feel the changes. Most males couldn't hurt her because of her threshold resistance for pain, but this time she experienced pain that wasn't entirely pleasurable. Her cervix throbbed painfully each time James hit her so deep and her thighs were trembling from the sheer force of his thrusts into her body. Was this incredible strength because of her? Had she caused him to grow this strong? Sasha had a feeling that recognizing him as her mate had changed everything. Only a truly strong and incredible Alpha male could be her mate and everything that he was likely supposed to already be was coming into place all too quickly and all at once. <br><br>Her hands quickly became white knuckled and throbbed from the blood that dripped along her palms as her claws cut her own skin. She was resisting fighting him off of her because of how much he was starting to hurt her. Her eyes were wet with tears and every little sound that came out of her mouth was more of a whimper than any other sound. <strong>"James... please... you're hurting me...!"</strong> She whimpered, her voice shaking. She didn't know if she could handle much more of this. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>30-01-2016, 22:24:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped in mid thrust, his body holding in place. The alpha male glared down at her, the whimpers, the displays of weakness, and most importantly her submissive plea for mercy all served to satisfy the wolf's brain for a submissive partner. It was that which made him willing to consider her pitiful requests for less rough, less violent fucking. The wolf male let out an audible and frustrated growl at her, as his thighs and hips trembled with the work of him trying to hold back from pounding her. <br><br>"I am not..." he groaned. "Finished with you." the hand in her hair slid down to the nape of her neck, where he took a firm grip. "I want more." James said, his distorted voice lacking in any kind of empathy or gentleness. The savage lycan seemed ready to throw her onto her back and continue his brutality without any further discussion. "Sate me." he commanded. "I want more. I will have more. Give me more!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>30-01-2016, 22:32:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha was more than willing to pleasure him; it was what she wanted as well. But, the pain he was forcing on her was making her want to curl away from him not writhe under him in pleasure wanting to give him more. Her body trembled again as he finally stopped and she could feel her muscles literally seeming to cry out in pain as she finally stopped digging her own claws into her palms. She whimpered softly again and shook his hand off of the nape of her neck with a very hard shake of her head. Sasha slipped from her position and moved on the furs beneath them to rest on her back as she looked up at him. Her hands came up along her slender waist and tugged the pelt covering her breasts off of them as she looked up at him. <br><br><strong>"Then... let me ... satisfy you.."</strong> She quietly murmured, a touch of roughness in her voice as she arched teasingly upwards as an invitation to offer herself to him in the hopes that it might calm the violence she could see was raging within him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 06:17:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				On her back was not a position the wolf brain appreciated. James stared her, swollen breasts, pink eyes and cheeks, still moist with her tears. More importantly, her cunt remained soaked with her honey. The male let out a low growl, and crouched down. He took to his hands and knees, and crawled to her. <br><br>"Satisfy me." he commanded, while both of his hands took hold of her wrists. He encouraged her through rough grasps to lift them over her head, preventing her from having access to them. James licked his lips. "Submit." he growled, his right hand going from restraining her, to his mate's throat. "And satisfy me..." <br><br>The wolf brain had no idea what she intended. It knew only that his cock was throbbing with want to fuck her, with desire to throttle her with strong fingers, to watch her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue hang out as she came over and over... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 07:25:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That wild look in his eyes scared Sasha a little. She wasn't so sure anymore that he wouldn't physically hurt her and that thought did make her fear her mate. The way his hand came up to her hands and roughly pressed them back onto the furs above her head made it clear that he wanted her helpless. And, the fear of him showed in her turquoise eyes as his right hand gripped her throat. Her lips trembled apart and her eyes grew damp again despite her desire to pleasure him. <br><br>Sasha tilted her head back despite her fear and showed her signs of submission as she pressed her throat into his hand. She shut her eyes wanting to hide that fear in them as she curled her thick taut thighs around his hips and forcibly thrust that soaked pussy down onto his cock. Her body was tight in this position as well and the way her walls flexed made it clear she was willing to do whatever she could to pleasure him. Even as she firmly thrust onto his shaft she felt her cervix throb in a bit of pain from the sensation. But there was more pleasure than pain this time as she flexed tightly around his length hoping that the tightness would help ease some of his feral behavior that made her fear that James might accidentally kill her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 07:38:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand wasn't tight around her neck. It was more of a display, a promise that a disobedient female would be made obedient. James licked his lips as she fucked him, thrusting her cunt forward onto his erect manhood. He loved holding her throat. It made him throb hot and hard, and watching her display herself for him only helped. Interestingly, the sadist male wolf's most deliciously caught scent was her fear. She was afraid. It was her fear of being hurt or killed that made him most want to be rougher, harder... <br><br>It could wait. Pain, suffering; he could give her plenty of that after he'd bred her. He started to thrust his hips in time with her own, helping him to fuck her harder. His depth was maxed out already admittedly, for his dutiful mate took him to the base with each and every one of her motions, but it helped him to move more quickly to his orgasm. "Soon..." he snarled. "Soon you... Will be bred." the thumb on her throat began to tighten its pressure. "Mine..." he said softly. "All mine. All... All mine!" <br><br>James pushed forward, so he was lying atop her, his body pinning her, and his hungry eyes staring down at her. "Forever. Forever mine. Say it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 07:48:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The fear was out of her control. She was not used to a male so violently taking her and being physically able to hurt her; fear was rather natural. But, this time she didn't feel the same amount of brutality in his rough thrusts that she had before. There was touches of discomfort, but she felt more pleasure than anything as she began to whimper out breathlessly. The scent of her fear began to slowly recede as her beautiful face twisted into such sexy displays of pleasure. Her hands were obediently staying above her head as she twisted them in the furs once more and her body was writhing firmly into his. Each thrust slapped her tits firmly into his chest and her strong thighs were gripping his thrusting hips with determination to fuck him hard. <br><br>His thumb tightening its hold on her throat had Sasha whining loudly with pleasure since the hold was not one that could harm her. It was a dominating grasp that reminded her she was his. His bitch. <br><br>Slowly her heavy lidded eyes opened back up staring into his hungry bright yellow eyes with her own turquoise ones which seemed to glow vibrantly as she looked up at him. <strong>"Forever... yours... always.... yours..."</strong> She whimpered breathlessly, parting her lips on a louder cry of pleasure as her thrusts began to shorten in jerky firm movements of her hips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 08:01:54</strong>
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				It went on and on without slowing. James watched her like a ravenous predator observed injured prey. She was a tiny rabbit, and he a great wolf, waiting for the right time to pounce on her, to clamp powerful jaws down on her throat, and just... <br><br>"Squeeeze..." he snarled softly, his thumb applying further pressure, more and more. "Choke bitch..." James crooned. "Choke... And squeeze..." his lips curled into a wide grin, revealing to Sasha his mouth was full of fangs, canines, incisors, and all other forms of sharp, wolf teeth. The fingers on her throat, were abnormally strong, and the man seemed to be growing larger, hairier and more massive with each passing breath. Simultaneously, he was losing the pacing of his thrusts; they were growing faster, harder, as if returning to the bestial nature of before.<br><br>"Say it again bitch." he mocked, his squeezing likely far beyond too tight for her to be able to talk. "Say you want my cum." he commanded. "Beg me to cum in your cunt!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 08:14:26</strong>
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				The pain was starting to come back as James began to painfully grip her slender throat. It was enough to make Sasha gasp out, her hands suddenly coming down to press at his wrists. She could feel her oxygen starting to grow low and it was making her head spin slightly as she thrust against him. Part of her wanted out from under him from the amount of violence he was showing her, and the other part of her wanted to cum all over his cock. Her fangs began to grow as she sensed the danger of him squeezing her throat this tightly. She wasn't able to breathe very well right now and she began to dig her nails into his skin as parts of her vision were blackening a little. <br><br>Her walls squeezed tighter and began to tremble as she started to cum. Sasha felt the sudden rush of pleasure, but it was too much for her as her body physically responded even as the rest of her vision faded. The glow of her turquoise eyes was suddenly gone as her eyes shut and her head fell to the side with her fangs still elongated and her lips parted. Her claws were damp from his blood and if James used his heightened hearing he would be able to hear how close he was to killing his own mate as her heart slowed dramatically from the lack of oxygen. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 08:24:17</strong>
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				He didn't need to hear. He didn't need anything complicated. All he needed was to watch her stop moving, to see how she went limp immediately after cumming. James cackled madly, and released her throat entirely. The male, half way between human and wolf form, savagely took hold of his mate's hips, and went at it just as brutally as he'd started. She was passed out now, and he was a short ways off from finishing this wonderful job. He grinned wildly down at her, watching closely for the subtle signs of her breathing. Her chest rose, her nostrils flared. <br><br>She would be fine. Sore, perhaps even hurt, but alive. And in seconds? Pregnant. James thrust thrice more, before hilting his cock in her. He let out a feral howl, long, low and loud, the sound bouncing off the walls of the cavern, and flowing noisily out. He wanted everyone to hear. Every weak, limp dicked male, every worthless little female; lesser bitches would have died under his lusts. Perhaps that was why Sasha insisted he only mate with her? <br><br>It didn't matter though. What mattered was he continued to thrust, ramming his seed deep into her womb over and over for nearly half a minute. Only when he felt his orgasm completely cease did his motions end. Lazily he pulled out of her, cock covered in jizz, her nectar... Possibly blood. Equally casually the wolf moved over to Sasha's face, where upon he smeared his manhood over her nose and lips. He wanted her to smell the masculine hormones. He wanted her to know just how much of a male she had. He wanted her to know, that if he grew any more feral, that the next time he came for her...<br><br>...Would be the last time. Her body thoroughly used, he rose to his feet, and began to walk off, towards the cavern's exit. Lazily he leaned against the wall, and snarled at anyone, adult or pup, who came within twenty feet. His bitch needed to rest. He needed to feed... Food could be found later, once Sasha woke. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 08:40:47</strong>
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				Sasha remained unconscious for a long while. For at least 6-7 hours Sasha was unconscious as her body healed from the onslaught of violence her male had heaped upon her body. When she finally awoke, Sasha jerked into a sitting position with a loud gasp and one hand suddenly jerking to her neck. The pain, thankfully, was gone, but she had passed out from how tightly he had held her. Fear was there, but anger was the primary emotion that flared in her turquoise eyes that were brimming with anger as she tugged on the pelt top and bottom that had been carelessly discarded before. <br><br>She wiped the smeared cum from her face and walked over to James with her fangs bared in anger. <strong>"Are you too stupidly filled with testosterone to know that you almost killed me!?"</strong> She snarled, her normal human teeth growing sharper as her eyes glowed from the anger she was feeling. <strong>"You have a lot to learn, pup, about being a mate because <em>that</em> will never happen again, do you understand me?"</strong> She hissed, brushing past him out of the cave as she wandered off towards the cool stream she knew was near. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 08:48:23</strong>
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				If James cared, at all, about what she'd just said, he didn't show it, at all. In his current state, she was just ass to him. A tight, sexy piece of ass for him to dump his cum in, that she would turn into pups. She walked away, hours after sex, leaving James to grin and smirk. The queen would do whatever she needed. James started to lazily wander off, grinning from ear to ear, teeth exposed. He continued to shoot predatory glances at anyone he passed on his way, as if to imply he would use them for entertainment next.<br><br>He wouldn't of course, given that he had gotten what he wanted, and now he wanted new things. He wanted food. So, he simply began to transform... He grew. He swelled his muscles and body, until when his front paws hit the ground, he looked more like a bear than a wolf. He was nearly seven feet tall at the shoulder, and judging by his bulk, weighed hundreds of pounds. He dwarfed even Sasha in this form, thick fur, strong nails, and jaws able to crush a human skull would all be formidable, and terrifying, weapons and armor. <br><br>Without focus, he walked out into the woods, not to be seen for thirty six hours...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 09:00:13</strong>
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				One thing was clear about the relationship that they had; it was going to be rough for them. She could barely see emotion in him and the times she did it was filled with much violence. Sasha was giving off a great deal of negative frustrated energy as she walked towards the stream and for an hour she spent the time cooling off in that stream. She hunted after that and brought the small fox back to her cave where she cooked it. She added a few herbs she regularly picked in the forest and spent the hours alone relaxing. Sasha at&nbsp; times began to regret changing James. She was not seeing any kind of emotion other than lust and it was unsettling. <br><br>Sasha spent the night alone in her cave and just the knowledge that she had a mate made it colder in that cave with warm furs surrounding her. She finally came out to her pack the next morning and spent time looking over the things that she needed to as their alpha female. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 09:09:01</strong>
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				That day would be an odd one for sure. Sasha would tell her clan she had a mate, and yet, the monster who had been there that prior day was not there, standing with her. There was sure to be talk, whispers of Sasha having erred in her choice. That the man she'd taken as her most recent lover was not worthy of being a king, that he was a terrible, evil thing who would destroy them all. Such whispers would come to the queen eventually as she moved among her people. <br><br>While Sasha lived her life, James was flying in the final stages of his transformation. His body had adjusted. His mind was still developing. The giant wolf casually gnawed on the lifeless flesh of a deer, chewing it, swallowing, unconcerned with it being cooked or not. His wolf body could digest it easily enough, bone and fur and all. As he ate however, he recalled the unacceptable brutality he'd inflicted on Sasha. He'd gone at her with the mindless lust of a teenager, of an animal. <br><br>The man inside lamented his behavior, but did not plan to apologize. Maybe for nearly taking her life... Yes, he would apologize for that. Once. Heh. The idea of it was funny to him, that he should be so stern with his intent to offer a single sorry for nearly murdering her during intercourse. The Alpha brain he'd grown told him that was sufficient, so long as it was sincere, that Sasha wold understand, and more, appreciate his unyielding attitude. ...Maybe. It didn't matter. He was king upon his return, and he knew it. <br><br>At dawn the next day, James walked back in to camp. He was human again, naked, and fully, totally changed. His eyes were darker, more angular. His face wore a five oh clock shadow, and his hair was longer, messy, unkept. His entire body was larger, more muscular, and yet somehow he looked gaunt, starved. He did not seek out his mate this time. Instead, he moved to her cavern, where he intended to wait for her. Ambush her perhaps, but if not that was okay. This was not a time for confrontation... Not unless she made it so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 09:17:48</strong>
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				Sasha could understand their concern. She had been enough for them for the longest time and bringing in a male to this was not something to do recklessly and she was starting to feel she might have done just that. She could see it on their faces and heard the whispers. And, they were not wrong for being worried and concerned. The brutality was fitting of an alpha, but not a leader. He was still younger than her and perhaps that was the problem; she hoped. <br><br>For hours, Sasha remained with her pack, and made them feel as much at ease as she could for now. There was going to be no comforting them until they say that James was going to be the alpha they needed. But that still brought doubts to her mind. She was not all too sure that he would be willing. His wolf instincts were all about doing things his way and not taking the time to make certain it was the right thing to do. <br><br>By the time that James came into the camp, Sasha was already up for the day and out hunting for some food. This time the food was for the pack. She didn't always go hunting for them, but she did enjoy bringing back food and though she was certainly not some massive beast as James wolf form had turned into; Sasha was still a strong able wolf. She brought back a buck which she stripped off its skin and cleaned the meat before storing it in the small area they often kept their meat. It wasn't fully out in the open, but it also was not completely sheltered. There was a slanting wooden shelter that they kept the meat under and it was not often for very long. Most hunted the same day and used the meat the same day as well. It was the first piece of meat that was hung from its legs. Some still enjoyed the cooking and others would eat raw meat in any form. She made her way back down to the stream cleaning herself off in wolf form and getting a great deal of water to wash out the taste of death in her mouth before she walked back to her cave. A great deal of the pack was still sleeping and with the sun light just starting to peek through the tree's she didn't think that they would be waking for at least another hour. <br><br>It was James' scent that had Sasha pausing as she came close to her cave. She had already changed into her human form, and was still rather wet with water dripping down her freshly washed body. She thought about avoiding him, but chose not to since this was her private quarters if it could be called that. She walked into the cave and was thankful for the warmth of the fire as it hit her skin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>02-02-2016, 22:25:07</strong>
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				James watched her come in. She was wet with water, moving, doing... Something. Drying off? He didn't care. The male wolf was also in human form, still naked, lazily reclining against the wall. As far as he was concerned, this cavern was his now. He'd willingly share it with his Sasha of course, given that she was his mate, but if she decided she wanted to chase him out, then he would respond appropriately. More likely she was going to ignore him... And for the time in the foreseeable future, this was okay with him. He recalled with clear focus how well he'd fucked her, pumped cum into her. That meant more than likely she was pregnant, and hopefully as such, he didn't need to keep trying. <br><br>Not that he minded... But she seemed distant, and trying to fuck her was likely only going to make her angry. So, James just... Relaxed. Male wolves didn't do much relaxing he suspected, and his canine brain confirmed he'd live a busy life as the male leader of this... Clan? Tribe? Was pack the appropriate word? They weren't simple, primitive wolves, but nor did he suspect they were actually content to identify as humans. What a chore. What an unimportant distinction. They were his, and that alone was what mattered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 03:58:09</strong>
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				Ignoring him had been Sasha's intent. There was nothing she thought she could say to him which would accurately express what was going on inside of her. But that quickly changed as she felt more than heard the silence. There was a thickness in the air and it unnerved as well as irritated Sasha. With a heavy sigh, she stopped what she was doing and kept her back to him as she moved to the nest of furs. <strong>"Why are you still here, James? You've done nothing to show me that you actually want a mate in your life. I'm sure it will be easier for you to just come back when I'm heavy with your pups since that is the only thing you've shown an interest in. You've made it clear that you feel nothing for me. You have no obligation to stay here."</strong><br><br>It was early enough in the morning that she knew she could get a few more hours of rest and slid beneath the warm softness of the furs. She kept her back to him because it was easier to seem aloof and detached this way. There was no way for him to see the pain in her eyes and it made her less vulnerable. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 06:41:48</strong>
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				His eyes rolled. "Shut up with the crap Sasha. Are we going to have this conversation again? Where I tell you I never asked for this, and you go on about how I was born a wolf, raised a human, blah, blah, blah." the alpha male wolf just kept waving his hand, over and over in a circular motion, obviously bored and uninterested in her nonsensical whining. <br><br>His hand dropped to rest on his knee, and James snorted to himself. "Now, unless you absolutely insist on reliving it, you'll stop acting like a little girl who's daddy has told her she can't have a pony, and you will come over here, and talk to me like an adult." he paused a moment, then shrugged. "And given that I don't think you can make me leave, even with force, I think the sooner you do so, the better; I'm not going anywhere until you do." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 10:31:13</strong>
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				<strong>"James, you know what? If you never asked for it, then leave. You are more arrogant than I care to deal with especially when you don't even show emotions other than lust at this point. If that's nonsensical to you, then I'm not sure there is anything else to talk about."</strong> She replied, her voice curt and even then it was showing signs of the pain she felt. Sasha didn't think that she would come to regret her decision, but she was beginning to. These changes were not good ones and certainly not ones she thought were a good thing in a mate. <br><br>She showed no signs of moving from the nest of furs and that was rather evident that she was not&nbsp; going to budge about moving. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 21:20:46</strong>
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				"You're still not cooperating." he muttered, eyes rolling. "You began our relationship with lust. You seduced me with promises of flesh. You brought me into your world with sex, with orgasms. Its as much your fault as mine that all I've really shown you is lust and insatiable hunger." he crossed his legs, one over the other, and stared at the back of her head. <br><br>He could smell her emotion. Her fear, her sadness. Directed at him, because of how he behaved. If James had been in the mood to show humility, he might have tried to comfort her. Arrogance though, was a trait of power, and James would not be showing humility without very good reason. His mate, his little bitch sitting over there, stewing in her own pettiness because he wasn't a good, docile little mate, had not earned such humility. <br><br>"The nonsense, is you. Sitting over there, expecting things to change because you want them to. You made me like this. You helped me grow into what I am now. You have to help me grow into what you want. Otherwise, I'm going to become what <em>I</em> want. And what I want, is to be nothing short of a God among mortals. I'd say I'm fiting into that pretty well, wouldn't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 01:35:32</strong>
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				<strong>"What would you have me say then? That I am sorry for wanting to be loved by my mate? That its non sense for me to wish for my mate to look at me with more than cold distant desire for flesh?"</strong> She hissed, suddenly jerking up from her position in the furs and twisting around to look at him. Sasha looked like she belonged in those kinds of settings. With her long curling white hair falling over her slender bare shoulders and the softness of warm fur pressed against her smooth skin to hide the full curves beneath. <br><br><strong>"Why is it you remain here if what you want is flesh? If you want to be considered some kind of God then you do not need a mate, do you? Would you like to hear me to tell you that I want you? That I want to be held by my mate? That I want to see a tender look in your eyes that I've seen other males have when they gaze at their females? That I want to see more than just a desire for flesh and actually feel your desire to be here with me? I want that, James. I never did before because no male was right for me. I know why I had to seek you out and its because you are my mate. If I had known that going into the situation I would have taken more caution with it, but I messed up. If you want women in abundance then go, James, because I do not want a mate who will coldly look at me the way you do. No matter whose at fault for it."</strong> She told him, breathing deeply after winding herself from speaking so much as she looked at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 06:16:28</strong>
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				"You are behaving like such a child." he said, eyes rolling as she went off on him. "Acting like after knowing me for... What is it, three days? Do we count the days you've sucked my cock in my sleep? Or the days I masturbated while watching you fuck multiple males?" he shrugged. "Well, in any case, all you've seen of me is a small sample size of my behavior. You've seen me steadily become more aroused and filled with more testosterone and a greater desire to fuck." <br><br>James looked to her, tried to get the right angle that she would meet his gaze. "A question. If all I want is your cunt and your womb, then why am I not on top of you, taking it? If the only thing you are to me is a lay, then why am I sitting here? If the only thing I value from you is fucking, then why am I talking to you? I'll spare you having to question it, mostly because I tire of you playing the martyr."<br><br>"Its because I have just gone from a small wolf, no bigger than a dog, to a giant monstrosity. I had in my head all last night this voice prodding me, ordering that I come home. And when I thought of home, I didn't think of my shack and the human; I thought of <em>here</em> and of <em>you</em>. What I presume to be instincts ordered me to come back. Do I need to say more, or will you come here, and talk to me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 07:03:33</strong>
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				It was rather stunning how quickly he silenced her. Sasha could be well known for talking without thinking at times. Not often about important issues, but she knew it was a flaw of hers. There was plenty of sense in what he was saying and she could see the rather ridiculous notion of her expecting more from the wolf he was turning into. Did he even fully know and understand himself? That was when the clarity of it all hit her and made Sasha officially feel like the child he was telling her she was acting as. Her bright eyes were on his and Sasha felt the blush creep up along her cheeks before she began to get this sheepish look on her face. <br><br>She was quiet as she got up from the nest of furs and kept one of them wrapped around the front of her body to keep her warm as she moved towards him. Sasha sat down with her body pressed against his right side as she leaned on her own right side with her eyes never leaving his. <strong>"I'm sorry.."</strong> She quietly apologized, her tone sincere and even sounding ashamed of herself. <strong>"This has been a bigger change for you and instead of being understanding you are making me realize that I've been on top of you about everything little thing instead of trying to be patient."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 21:20:05</strong>
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				James shrugged. "I'm barely more than a kid." he declared. "Well, a teenager in human terms. ...I don't remember how old exactly. A lot of stuff is fuzzy and blurry when it comes to memory. I remember... Pain. And uhh... I have weird memories which I can't picture, but they make my nose twitch and stuff. My body feels heavier, and stronger. I also feel like I'm walking through water all the time. I have to put so much energy into moving." <br><br>The male wolf shrugged again, before embracing the queen with a free arm. "But at the same time, today is the first time where I can think about something other than just plowing you. It was... The first night, where you fucked me... Feels like a life time ago. I was hesitant to even try and do that. The human was right next to me. Then the next day, we fought... After I got you back in the house though, for me to not fuck you would have been just... Just wrong. And the other day? Pfft. I think I would have literally died if I hadn't fucked you."<br><br>A third shrug of his shoulders. "And now today, its like... Its there. Sex would be neat. But its more of like... A slow kind of burn. Like embers, just enough to start a fire..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 22:09:32</strong>
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				<strong>"I think you are probably a very young man from what you are telling me, but you aren't a kid, James. Even if you are 19 or so, that is alright. Wolves can live for a very long time. Not immortal, by any terms, but we have be known to survive for centuries. In terms of a lycan, you are a young male. And it seems like you were born with the alpha in you, but it was clearly suppressed to the point that you lost a lot of your strength. I have really never seen it happen like this before, but it does make sense too."</strong> Sasha murmured, her voice soft and far more caring than it had been since he had changed. <br><br><strong>"I am sorry, James. I thought of only me when I came to you and not of what would happen to you when I did this."</strong> She informed him and she pressed tender soft kisses to his jaw. One of her hands came up to rest on his chest which felt incredibly warm due to the changes he had been going through. The hand laid across his chest slowly drew up along his skin and curled along his jaw to turn his face towards her. <strong>"James, I need you to know that this choice is yours to make. You can stay here because this is always going to be where you belong and are welcome, but.. I understand if you want to live in the world you grew up in."</strong> Sasha's bright turquoise eyes remained fix on James' hazel ones as her soft thumb rubbed along his cheek. He was her mate and her Alpha. Nothing would change that now and after finding her mate Sasha knew the way this would work. She wasn't going to want another male again. Her body was not going to respond to any other male the way it did for James. She knew of course the same would work for him, but if it was his choice to remain without her than Sasha was going to have to live with that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 22:20:12</strong>
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				James could only let out a loud, boisterous laugh; it was full of arrogance, of nothing less than power and pride and amusement at the audacity and impossibility of her simple suggestion. He sounded like the villain from a film, the overconfident king or the all powerful wizard, who's capabilities were infinite and who's strength was boundless. "Yes, because I can waltz back into the world of humans like nothing ever happened. Even if my brain didn't make me want to vomit at the prospect, the only thing which I would enjoy there would quickly fade. I doubt very much I would enjoy breaking human women for very long. A year, maybe five?" <br><br>James shook his head slowly. "No. I'd rather break you. I'd rather watch a proud, powerful queen submit herself to a young man, to watch her humiliated in front of her clan." he licked his lips. "More human thoughts. Part of me is saying that there's not really humiliation to be found in you submitting to me. Not in the human manner of thinking of it anyways. I guess the summation of what I'm saying is that this place, this tribe, and most importantly <em>you</em>, belong to me now." lightly he pat her cheek, before the gesture softened to a sweet caress. <br><br>"Sorry Queenie. You're stuck with me, like it or not." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 22:37:23</strong>
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				<strong>"Other than the maniac laugh, I think I will like it just fine."</strong> Sasha replied, her soft lips curling into an amused smile as her hand covered the&nbsp; back of his. <strong>"I mostly wanted to offer it because I've already taken enough from you without talking to you first or asking you what you want.."</strong> She explained, looking away from him as the weight of her decisions seemed to hit her rather hard. Her choice had changed his life and it would never be the same for him now. That was something that was going to be hard to accept no matter what. She drew the fur she had dragged with her and lightly draped it over both of their bodies as she pressed her bare warm soft skin against his own smooth skin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>07-02-2016, 07:22:20</strong>
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				"Oh, that's staying." he said immediately. "I developed that randomly like, four hours ago. I'm not stopping. I'm a package deal with the laugh." James grinned from ear to ear, full of amusement as his mate wrapped around him. "But question time now. What exactly do I do here, as your mate? My wolf brain says I kill things for food, and that we have lots of sex, and that I have to protect things that smell like you and me, but its otherwise incredibly vague. Can you tell me what I have to do as alpha male?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>07-02-2016, 07:39:41</strong>
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				Sasha couldn't stop herself from chuckling over the amused grin that appeared across James' face. <strong>"Well then I will have to get used to the maniac laugh."</strong> She replied, sighing in a teasingly exasperated way. Her hands remained firmly against his skin and she enjoyed that skin to skin intimate contact that she needed. She was unsure if he would enjoy it to the same degree that she did right now. <br><br>The questions that James was inquiring about were all smart questions made perfect sense for the situation. <strong>"As an alpha male, the choice is going to be up to you what you want to be responsible for other than me. I already hunt for the pack and the sex bit is a natural part of being mates. I suppose I will have to stop hunting once I start showing if I am pregnant... But you said before you were not interested in the pack, so I think that its going to be up to you if you want to take on being their leader."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 20:36:05</strong>
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				So effectively, he had no responsibilities until she started to show her pregnancy? That was boring. What was he going to do to entertain and keep himself amused and busy? It was true, that he didn't care about her pack more than as means to keep her as his mate, but then simultaneously, the idea of being bored and lacking in things to do was extremely unappealing. <br><br>He squeezed her gently. "Anything else? I'm going to be bored as can be outside of fighting, and I don't feel like that happens often enough to be a daily pastime."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>22-02-2016, 07:16:23</strong>
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				Sasha had to let herself think for a few moments. There had never been an alpha male here before, and trying to figure out his duties was a little strenous. With a frown curving her soft lips she looked troubled and thoughtful before turning her face back to his and looking up at him. <strong>"There's never been an alpha male here before.. I could tell you what I might think one would expect of you here, but perhaps instead of that... What is it, outside of sexual activities, that you feel would make you feel accomplished?"</strong> There was a genuine glimmer of curiosity in her eyes as she rested against him with her fingers idly tracing over his bare skin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>25-02-2016, 20:48:12</strong>
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				He shrugged. "I dunno." James declared, his head shifting to look ahead, to just lazily sort of stare at the wall without even a bit of focus. "I'm sitting here, and my brain is just... Not really bothered with anything. I feel content to just sit here, and lie around and do nothing. Like, my wolf brain is telling me that I'm supposed to hunt, and fight other wolves and stuff. But its also pretty insistent that I save strength whenever possible." James blinked. "So, I dunno. I feel lazier than I've ever been in my life."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>02-03-2016, 14:02:26</strong>
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				<strong>"Then we can stay here just like this for a while. But at some point it would be good for you to perhaps not growl at everyone and show them that you are their Alpha male who will protect them, guide them, and assist with anything that he could. Including perhaps showing the other males how to fight better since you seem to have enormous fighting abilities."</strong> She softly replied. <br><br>Sasha contented herself with resting with him as she nuzzled her lips and nose across the side of his throat. <strong>"There is nothing you want to do..?"</strong> She purred, finding herself wanting to have her male, but in a not so violent way. She wanted to have sex with him in a passionately tender way so that she was not feeling like lashing out in anger at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 08:18:40</strong>
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				James let out an overly exaggerated wail of miserable boredom. "I like growling at everyone..." he muttered, eyes rolling, before he sighed in contentedness. "Fine. Fine, I'll stop being... I guess mean? Growly? Whatever. I'll be polite and stuff." she also wanted him to train the others to fight, but that didn't sound ideal or wise to him. Teaching lesser men to fight would only result in them injuring themselves when violence came. It was better they bow before him and make sure they showed proper submission. <br><br>Her next question drew his attention. The wolf cupped his mate's cheek. "Oh, I'm sure we can find something mutually enjoyable to do." he teased. "I think we talked briefly earlier about... You and one of your little submissive bitches putting on a show for me? I'd very much like that at some point. Perhaps after we finish fucking?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 08:27:48</strong>
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				Sasha was unable to stop the gentle chuckle which left her lips as she looked at him. <strong>"Well, you can still growl sometimes at them.."</strong> She mused, giving him what appeared to be a rather cheeky grin. His suggestion as he cupped his palm against her cheek made her bright eyes grow brighter still as he mentioned one of her submissive females. <strong>"As long as you do not desire another female to touch you..."</strong> Sasha warned, her throat rumbling from the sense of possession she felt for her Alpha male. The thought of another female putting her hands on him made her want to grow abruptly violent in a way that was not usually like her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 08:30:29</strong>
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				"Does shoving her face into your cunt and calling her a filthy slut count?" he asked, before gripping her chin, and taking a firm kiss from her lips. "Perhaps even you can have her bring her mate along. He can fill her, and then I can make my little bitch service her?" James shrugged, before returning to his idle, reclining posture. "We can negotiate the particulars later though, I think."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 08:40:47</strong>
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				A shudder raced through her as he gripped her chin and made her look at him. Her lips parted softly as she looked up at him and the kiss he gave her only made her body tighten more for him. Her walls clenched and flexed as if expecting him to fill her at any moment. The scent of such swift and intense arousal filled the area as she moved slowly into his lap with her drenched soft cunt directly pressing into his cock. <strong>"We can.. work things.. out.. but please.. take me first?"</strong> She whispered, her tone verging so close to that of a whine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 08:54:54</strong>
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				"Fuck this little, naughty slut in my lap?" he asked, amused, his eyebrow raising curiously. "And why little Slut Queen," James questioned with a smirk. "Should I indulge your fantasies? Your body and womb are already mine I think; I've came in you repeatedly since I first met you. Most likely any other sex we have will just be for fun." <br><br>He cocked his head to the side, both hands sliding along her back. One went high, the other went down low, until he had her hair in one fist, and a hefty grasp on her ass in the other. "I think if this little cock slut wants to be taken, that she should earn it." James smirked down at her, taking care that his posture was erect, and he was looming down over her. "Don't you, dear Sasha?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 21:07:34</strong>
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				Sasha shuddered a little violently as he questioned her with that devilish smirk that made her entire body weak for him. Her hands were drawing along his broad firm shoulders and gripping them tightly for support as she felt his hands traveling in two different directions. A hitched sharp gasp left her lips as she felt her locks being gripped firmly in his strong hand as he curled his other firmly on her ass. <strong>"Jamess..."</strong> She whined, arching into his body as he loomed over her like that. <br><br><strong>"I agree, but... If I am going to service some bitch for your pleasure... Don't you think that <em>is</em> earning my own pleasure and time with you before I indulge in such a fantasy?"</strong> She murmured, purring the words in her throat as she teasingly arched those lush full tits into his chest and she began to grind on his thighs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 21:33:23</strong>
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				"Oh, no." he said lazily, the hand in her hair giving a little tug, intended to force her to straighten her back a bit more. "I must not have been clear. Its my failure, but that's okay. I'll explain to you properly what I expect my little bitch to do in order to earn her release." James licked his lips, then sighed long and low. It was an expression of complete relaxation, and only inches away from absolute boredom. "You see, my sweet little fuck doll, I am content to wait on some other little cunt to join us."<br><br>The hand on her ass suddenly released from her, only to apply a rough and savage spanking to the plump, heart shaped flesh. "What I was saying, dear Sasha, is that while you may remain the legitimate authority of your pack, and while you may be an Alpha female," he spanked her again, harder, and followed it up by yanking on her hair, pulling her up so that her face nearly touched his own. "In my presence, you are mine. You don't resist me. You don't tell me no. You don't ask me to slow down, or to be more gentle. Do you know what you do, my precious little slut?" <br><br>He stared down at her with a predator's hungry eyes, his lips curled into a terrible false smirk. James watched, waiting for her to speak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 22:12:04</strong>
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				Sasha gasped louder as he tugged on her soft white hair harder and forced her head to tilt back which only made her have to gaze up at him as her back only straightened a little. Her turquoise eyes stared up at him and there was a look of pure desire coming into those gorgeous eyes of hers as they grew heavy lidded. Her body suddenly jerked forward against his as he lifted his hand and brought it down hard onto her ass with a very loud smack that resounded as it bounced off of her flesh. Soft little moans left her lips every now and then as she gazed up at him. <br><br><strong>"I.. submit..."</strong> She murmured softly, her cheeks growing red as he looked down at her with that predator's gaze which made her slightly afraid of him, but also wanting him that much more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 22:22:20</strong>
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				"Close." he said, his voice softening just a bit. "The idea behind your words is correct. The actual answer is just as simple. It's 'whatever the fuck I tell you' my dear Sasha." James chuckled to himself, and smacked her ass a third time. "When I tell you to beg for my cock, what do you do?" he stopped smothering her in closeness, the hand in her hair pulling her back. "When I tell you to spread your ass wide, what do you do?" her ass was spared further torment, in favor of the delightful suffering being transferred to her throat. <br><br>"When I order you to lick some bitches pussy, to swallow the cum that fills it, what do you do?" he applied a playful squeeze to her neck, and began to shove the queen down, onto her knees. His swollen, fat cock hung between his legs like a ripe fruit. "And when I tell you to open that whore mouth of yours, and put it to good use, what does this little slut do?" he released her hair, and waited for her to debase herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 22:59:08</strong>
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				Sasha was unable to deny him as he gripped her neck firmly and shoved her down onto her knee's with his fat swollen cock before her eyes. Her eyes looked up at him as she leaned forward and parted her succulent soft lips. <strong>"I open my whore mouth of mine and put it to good use.."</strong> She replied, leaning forward on all fours and wrapping her soft lips around his cock. The warmth of her mouth was intense and the silkiness of the inside of her mouth was almost a match for the softness of her velvety cunt. Her lips tightened around his length even as she pressed herself down onto his length and moaned around it from the pleasure of being able to give him pleasure. <br><br>This wasn't how she wanted things all the time, but she had created this... What else could she do?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 23:12:40</strong>
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				She wouldn't always be put to this kind of sexual use. It would just be often enough that she knew without doubt who was in charge in this relationship. James' roughness, his authoritative domination; he smelled her lust, and saw how she looked at him, eager and excited and willing to be his dirty little fuck toy. He'd love her more tenderly later, once they were more properly established. It was just that, here and now, James was still thriving on his newly found power, and rather enjoying the way he could make this powerful woman weak in all ways with just some well placed hands, and his voice. <br><br>Soon enough she was doing as bidden, and his hands returned to her head and hair. Sighing peacefully, his eyes closed, his cock in her mouth. "See? Isn't this just wonderful my dear queen?" he asked. "Submissive and subservient to a stronger person... Its everything an alpha female could ever ask for right?" his hips began to move in time with her sucking lips, the combined sensation more than enough to coax his already fat cock to its full length. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>06-03-2016, 05:24:45</strong>
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				Sasha did deserve to see a softer side that wanted to take her in his arms and have the intimacy of mates for once instead of just degrading her. She was alright for now, but Sasha worried about the future if he always made her feel like a toy. She knew she was important to him, but.... she would need the intimate moments that she had never given to any other male. <br><br>His cock thickly filled her mouth and it was enough for Sasha to run one of her hands down across her taut smooth stomach to reach in between her thighs. Her juices were thickly coating her beautiful pussy with her erect clit throbbing at the top of her slit. It was that little nub of nerves that Sasha ran her fingers over as her lips tightened the further down she pushed her throat onto his cock. There were two sources of the loud lewd wet sounds; one being her sweet mouth and the other being her fingers which were running over her clit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>06-03-2016, 05:45:09</strong>
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				James wanted to blame Sasha really for his unexpressed sweetness. She was the one who had never told him no, never resisted. Of course, such was an absolute fallacy; he had not given her opportunity to resist, and even had she tried, he doubted he would have actually listened to her in the slightest. Just as substantial, her being horny and insatiable did not mean he couldn't be making love to her, instead of choosing the less romantic route. <br><br>And yet, this was everything James had always needed, and never known. His human wife had always insisted on tenderness and sweet touches. There was no spankings or hair pulling or dirty talk, no hands on her throat or thrusts of his hips into her mouth. No, she'd always insisted on vanilla, dull sex. That was partially why he was so excited to be primal, and almost hateful in the way he used his mate's body. When that was combined with her not telling him no, it was easy for him to shift blame equally so onto both of their shoulders, and it became effortless when he reminded himself that he would, in time, go back to offering the fluffy love she seemed to want.<br><br>Just not now. No fucking way now. Not as he sank his shaft over and over into her mouth and throat, carnal, insane lust smeared over his face as he fucked his mate's mouth. No, he would fight ferociously to have this game. It didn't hurt that the two sounds of wet sin were bombarding his sensitive ears; he could make out specifically which was which, her mouth or her pussy. The sound of her cunt soaked through was enough to tell him that this blowjob had served its purpose. "Present to me." he said with a soft moan. "I'm going to have your pussy now Sasha, just like you wanted."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 18:19:40</strong>
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				Even Sasha could understand his reasons for wanting to crudely dominate her. To take her in a way that was debasing and primal. He had been pent up with a human wife who couldn't take his aggression nor did she want to. Sasha enjoyed the feral way he was, when he wasn't trying to strangle her during it, and would continue to encourage such things. She would have to tighten her own patience and accept that when he was ready to show those tender moments of intimacy that he would. <br><br>Sasha's lips tightened with each firm thrust he made into her throat. Despite the way her eyes were watering at the feeling of his cock reaching the depths of her throat she didn't relent. Her throat would ripple around his cock with each upwards thrust into her hot velvety mouth and her spit was coating his cock heavily in its moisture. There was shock in her eyes as she looked up at him with her sultry turquoise eyes as he moaned his words. Her fingers began to slow down, and left her soaked pussy as she slowly pulled her lips away from his cock. Her pouty full lips were red and slightly swollen in a rather irresistibly sexy way from him fucking her throat. She was trembling slightly, and Sasha whimpered as she felt another intense wave of her heat start to take effect. <br><br>Her eyes drew away from him as her fingers lightly touched the darkened bruise along her throat. The bruise was a reminder of what he had done to her before. There was a hesitancy in her eyes as she looked at him. <strong>"... Are you going to hurt me again?"</strong> She quietly asked, submissively lowering her gaze even as she asked the question. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 23:06:03</strong>
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				She served him loyally with her whore mouth, sucking and pleasuring and giving him a fine, full, fat erection without difficulty. The submissive alpha bitch had spent her life no doubt training that mouth to suck cock as its tertiary purpose, behind only feeding and speaking. It was paying off in his benefit, as was the natural submissiveness that she head bred in her heart. As she pulled off, ready to offer her cunt, she asked him a question.<br><br>A good question. Hurting her was entirely possible. Beating her ass with open palm until it was black and blue and purple, her eyes streaming tears and mouth wailing for mercy which did not come? Or perhaps once more his strong fingers tight around her throat, watching with cruel delight as she pleaded with her eyes for him to spare her. Or maybe he would utilize instruments so to make her suffer? There were plenty of ways she could be made to hurt. The difference this time was that James was no longer so blind that he would harm without permission.<br><br>"That depends." he said in a dark, but also disinterested tone; it was dismissive, unconcerned, bored even. "On if my little bitch wants pain with her pleasure. Face. Floor." he ordered, his right hand pointing down at her with extended finger. His mated bitch was going to be fucked. That was certain. But pain? Suffering? That was optional. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 23:25:17</strong>
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				The hesitancy remained in her eyes from the dark way he spoke to her. It left her hesitating to move as she looked at him with a bit of fear trickling into her turquoise eyes from the last time when he had hurt her carelessly as though he hadn't of cared if she had died. Sasha couldn't accept that kind of feral ferocity. It made her stomach twist with concern and she worried that she could die from such an encounter once more. <strong>"Please don't strangle me like last time.."</strong> Sasha murmured, her tone quiet and yet again oddly submissive for the female who had been in charge of her own pack for years. She wanted her mate, there was no doubt of that, but like any person or animal that had been struck or hurt she was wary of him in that regard. <br><br>Sasha finally turned away and moved onto all fours on the ground in front of him. She was only bodily a few feet away from him and she lowered her chest to the floor until her tits were flattened for the most part against it. Her left cheek was pressed against the rock floor of the cave as well as she lifted her thick round ass into the air and parted her taut thick thighs for him to see the heavily glistening slit of her pussy. Her juices were rather overflowing and lewdly trickling in a line from her pussy to the floor. More of her juices were smeared across her inner thighs making it clear that she was indeed going through another heat wave as did the scent of the intoxicating smell fill their cave. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 23:42:28</strong>
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				James took his time in crouching behind his mate. His fingers lazily collected some of the copious amounts of nectar over her sex, her thighs, and smeared it over his cock. He repeated this at a snail's pace, each time pressing his fingers knuckle deep into her cunt, and each time spreading it evenly on his erection. Then, he did the same to her ass, her nectar being made to lubricate her rear entrance quite thoroughly. He didn't intend to penetrate her there, but he wanted the option available. More so, it teased her so, and he loved to tease. <br><br>At last he straightened his back, and aligned his erection with her sex. Both of his hands took firm, hungry grasp on her hips. "I won't hurt you love." he mumbled softly, a quiet, small declaration. Then his hips pushed closer. It wasn't a new behavior, to press his cock into her soaking sex, but yet it felt almost like the first time. James pushed. The fat, mushroomed head of his manhood pierced her flower. His shaft was swollen, huge thick; it was going to stretch his mate properly, and leave her feeling all those sweet emotions that came from being bonded with one's mate. He pushed, nice and slow, entering her inch after seemingly endless inch...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 23:52:06</strong>
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				Despite any fear Sasha felt she still turned around and submissively offered herself to her mate. It was a testament to how much she already wanted and cared for her mate. She was willing to deal with the fear she felt in order to please both of them. She had to trust him, and that was a hard thing for even Sasha considering how none of the males in her pack she had ever truly trusted. This was a different sensation altogether. And it was one of the reasons she was able to submit to James. <br><br>That trust was rewarded when he moved closer to her. She felt his fingers drawing the rather obscenely copious amounts of her juices and when he pressed his fingers knuckle deep into her cunt like that Sasha whimpered in pleasure as her beautiful features twisted in pleasure. She could feel his fingers pressing against her g-spot at times and that was enough to make her plump asscheeks tremble from the pleasure. He seemed intent on teasing her already heated senses and it was enough to make her throbbing body grow desperate for him. She felt her uneasy feelings grow quiet when he mumbled softly that he wouldn't hurt her. It was enough to soothe out the fear in her and her muscles relaxed a fraction more than they were. <br><br>His length pressed apart her entrance and the feeling was somehow more intense than before. He felt thicker as he stretched her inch by inch and had Sasha's lips parting on sultry little moans every few seconds. Her velvety walls flexed all around his cock, squeezing, and gripping as he sunk into her as her own body tried to surround him with as much pleasure as possible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>23-03-2016, 09:32:27</strong>
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				Her beautiful body made a wonderful sex toy; her swollen, silken pussy throbbed around him, sucked his cock deep into her of its own will. He barely had to try to thrust into her with how cooperative her body was. The alpha male wolf smiled down at her, watching her moan and squirm as they made noisy, steamy love. This darling, sweet female who was his life mate, was going to rule by his side as his servile queen. Really, James was looking forward to fucking her in full view of her pack, to provide visual proof of what they all must surely know by now. <br><br>"Your are so fucking tight." he mumbled. "Like a brand new virgin... I wish I could have broken your hymen on my cock. I wish I could have been your first and only lover... The only one to give you pups." a giant, baseball glove sized hand swatted her pretty ass, before taking a nice grip of it. "Oh well. Better now than never... A new litter every year I think..." the male shrugged, before giving her another rough spank. "I can barely wait... I'm so excited to shove your pretty face into some little slut's pussy, and watch you lick her mate's cum out of her. Mmmm, or maybe I'll have you put her in her place? Would you prefer that love? To make some uppity little cunt suck my jizz out of your holes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>16-04-2016, 02:08:06</strong>
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				If she had known his thoughts of fucking her in full view of their pack, Sasha might have creamed all over his very big impressive cock right then and there. Such a thought was incredibly arousing. But it was enough for her silky tight pussy to flex and tug eagerly at his cock. She wanted more just then and showed that by bringing her fingers to her swollen hard clit to provide more pleasure for the both of them. Her index finger ran across the hard pearl and as her soaking wet juices coated her pussy she used them to rub it all across her hard clit making the pleasure more intense for her. <br><br><strong>"If ... I had known.. I would have saved myself... all for you.. only you! I would have given my hymen to you... my first liter... "</strong> Sasha whimpered, trembling as his hand firmly swatted her upturned ass which bounced rather lewdly for him as his hand hit it. There was a light red mark on that pale full ass of hers and Sasha found herself bouncing her ass just to tease him. The movement caused her pussy to grip and kind of shake along his cock causing her pleasure as well. <br><br>A growl slowly rumbled in her throat at the idea of some bitch eating his cum from her pussy. <strong>"No bitch gets.. your cum... but me!"</strong> She snarled, suddenly slamming her cunt onto his cock as if trying to make her point clear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>27-04-2016, 08:10:57</strong>
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				Maybe he'd fuck her like that some time. Maybe soon. James didn't know. Why worry about it? It wasn't like she was going anywhere, leaving, evolving, changing her life in some crucial manner that would necessitate thoughts of the future. They were lovers now, mates bonded by instinct, born to breed and fuck. Made to love. To care. James would learn... It'd take time, but he would learn to feel for his sweet mate. His hands held her, his cock pounded her... <br><br>And James listened. He let her plead her love to him, her obsession; she would have waited had she known. Would have been his and his alone. She would make up for this failure by never letting another touch him, by her alone enjoying the succulent and unique flavor of his cum. Yess... That had its appeal. That she was his and he was hers, and neither could ever stand the idea of some other weak fool fucking or savoring their lover's body.<br><br>"Good. So have some." he mocked. She slammed him with her cunt. He ravaged her with his cock. They fucked like rabid beasts in lustful heat, the jealousy he'd inspired fueling her, and his desire to father pups driving him. Seconds after he'd said his last words, he had hilted her, filled his bitch to the base with cock, before letting out carnal snarls as his testicles emptied his most substantial load yet into her cunt. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Obsidian Isolabella</strong> on <strong>23-06-2016, 13:17:24</strong>
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				Their cave was filled with an intensely thick air of humid heat from their bodies. Sasha whimpered, snarled, moaned, and screamed for him loud enough that most of their pack heard their Alpha female in such bliss and it was clear their new Alpha male had his mate - his bitch - completely at his mercy. All the males there knew that they had never made the strong female cry out like that. The sounds were entirely different and it was so obvious how much pleasure her alpha male was giving her. <br><br>Her claws were digging into the ground and creating deep claw marks that was the proof of how insanely pleasured she felt. Even as James mocked her words with his own - filling her rather soon after with an abundance of cum - Sasha was whimpering in delight through it all as she came several times. Her cum had drenched their thighs and his balls which clenched and tightened while they filled her with that fertile pup making juices. Whatever cum of his leaked out of her used tight pussy it seemed to join with her cum on the ground and a very large puddle of their juices saturated the ground making it smell heavily of their sex. <br><br>Sasha's body rested weakly against the ground as she remained there with her claws firmly dug into the ground as her satisfied pussy clenched and flexed around his growing cock. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Lycan Queen ((The Gothic Raven &amp; Dringdar))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dringdar</strong> on <strong>05-07-2016, 17:54:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And so, it was done. James held himself up right, panting, snarling, and grinning savagely. "Good girl." he groaned. "What a good little slut I've mated. What a beautiful bitch I've chosen to be my life partner." a soft purr came from his lips, and the alpha male lowered himself, to lean down upon Sasha. His hands shifted, rotated her, dragged her thighs and knees to her chest, so as to roll her upon her back. A satisfied male lay himself upon her, to tenderly press his lips against hers. Strong arms enveloped the female, holding her, pulling her tight to his chest, to squeeze her warm body against his own. <br><br>"Mine." he breathed in her ear. "Mine forever more. Mine to fuck. Mine to degrade. Mine to love. My forever mate." he couldn't see his cum oozing out of her, nor hers flowing down her thighs. It wasn't needed, for he was holding her, caressing her, smiling down affectionately at his beautiful mate, a superior lover by far than the worthless slut he'd married. It was hard to believe, how recently he'd been enslaved by a human's weakness. 
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