She was doing a fine enough job keeping still on the outside. Instead, her walls twitched and contracted around me, sucking me deeper inside. Her heart beat so hard that it tapped out a frantic rhythm against the head of my cock.
Sinking deeper inside her, the new position had my eyes rolling back into my head and my muzzle tipping to the sky.
A howl, as quiet as I could manage, bled from my throat. It wasn’t smart to make noise, but this woman had a way of bringing the animal out of me.
I fully seated myself inside her with a jab of my hips, and the slap of my balls against her clit had her whimpering.
I dropped to paint a lick over her cheek, chuckling lowly in her ear. “Dead bunnies don’t moan when they’re being fucked, Ruthless.”
My hips picked up a steady pace as I fucked her hard and deep. The faintest trace of blood laced the air, and I guessed she was biting her lip hard enough to break the skin to keep herself from making a sound.
It’s not that I particularly enjoyed her being quiet, but there was a sick part of me that enjoyed watching her struggle.
“Such a perfect, limp little bunny. Taking everything I have to give her,”I growled against her nape, my jaws practically encircling her neck. My tongue slipped around her neck to feel the fresh mark on her throat.
My growl melted into a purr at the way her inner walls gripped me tighter as I tongued the scar.My hand moved to hold the base of her ears, pulling on them enough to lift her face from the dirt while my other arm banded around her stomach, pulling her back tight against my chest.
This position I had over her, the control… I knew it was only because she allowed it. This ruthless woman was small in stature, but fuck me, she was strong and brilliant. A survivor. A fighter. It was sexy as hell. Especially knowing her trust, this vulnerability wasn’t simply a means to survival. It had turned into something more.
It was a gift. One I had every intention of possessing forever.
My rhythm didn’t let up as I pounded her into the earth without mercy, each thrust as savage as the last as I gave her what we both desperately needed.
Another moan slipped past her lips, strangled and lusty, sinking straight to my balls.
My hand found her belly, my fingers spreading over her supple skin. “I can’t wait to see this belly swollen with my pup.”
Her head jerked back to stick me with that bratty glare I’d come to crave. “D–dead bunnies can’t get knocked up.”
“Mmm. No, they can’t.” I nuzzled my muzzle into her hair and inhaled her intoxicating scent. “Imagining you healthy and happy… A knocked-up mate is a much better fantasy than you being my dead little bunny.”
Ruth tossed her eyes as a phantom smirk shadowed the corner of her mouth where a string of drool trickled.
“And w–who said ro–romance was dead?” Her voice came out fractured, each syllable knocked from her lips with my every stroke.
My laugh came out dark and devilish. “Yes. I prefer you like this. Mouth running even as I rut you until you’re drooling from both ends.”
Her flesh beaded with sweat, making my fur cling to her, and my heart thundered in my chest, hammering a beat against her back.
When she groaned my name, I knew she was close. “You’re mine, Ruth. Your mind. Your soul. Your heart. Your womb. It’s all mine. Isn’t that right?”
Black hair, with a flash of purple, lashed through the air with her frantic nod.
“Say it.” I reached around, my possessive paw knitting into her pubic hair and giving it a gentle tug. “Who owns this pussy?”
“Y–you do.” Her cry came out mangled as her release wracked her body, making her spine arch against my chest. “Carver!”
“That’s right, my ruthless little rabbit. Now, are you ready for my knot?”
Her head wobbled with a “Yes.”
Another crazed grin stretched my muzzle. I doubted she knew what she was in for.
“I wonder how much of your alpha’s seed your little cunt can hold?”
I didn’t expect the coy smile she shot me, but it was that look coming with a thick moan that had me slamming into her in a series of quick, shallow thrusts, thick spurts of cum emptying inside her. Flipping her around in my arms while taking care to keep her speared on me, I positioned her to face me with her back against the forest soil.
I drew back far enough for Ruth to see the huge bulge at the base of my cock. Just as realization crept behind her chocolate orbs, I shoved my length, bulge and all, inside her.
