[Mature] A Heart Full of Hurt and a Shoulder to Cry On. (Trever)

As they would become entranced into their longing kiss, Trever would push her down onto the ground, pinning her back against the soft earth beneath them. He'd assume the position of mating, situating his clothed lower half between her legs, getting comfortable there seeing as that's where he'd be for likely the next hour plus. The male would continue to kiss his companion wildly, even as he adjusted her hips to rest on his knees, his swelling manhood rubbing against the female wolf's coveted warmth. Taking her by said hips and leaning into them, Trever broke the kiss to bite passionately on the lower lip of his rightful prize. He'd grunt and growl in a deep guttural way as he enjoyed the fistfuls of ass his nails were digging into. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed her now. There was no way he could wait. He just needed to fuck her.

And he would. Shaylyn already gave him consent to do so. She wanted him, needed him, just as much as he needed her. To think, two fierce rivals would become physically one today in just a matter of heated moments. Trever could hardly contain his excitement, for he dreamed of this moment since he was young. Shaylyn was always an object of his more forbidden carnal desires. In younger years he'd go home after a long day, kick off his boots, and grab hold of his shaft to rub out the stresses of the day. More times than not, Trever would think of himself besting and fucking the ever living shit out of Shaylyn Nisandern. Some nights he'd even have dreams of pursuing their canine instincts together, having the roughest and most primal sex imaginable, before leading up to the climax and dumping the biggest hot load into her. In the male's head, he has mated with this she wolf more than once. But actually having this physically happen was something so new and so overwhelmingly exciting.

Eventually Trever's hands would wander from her soft buttocks and drift around to her thigh and trail over her tight body, to grip the fabric of her comfy long sleeve that was preventing access to many of her erogenous zones. As his lips move to bite her soft and exposed neck, he'd grip the said fabric firmly and rip it wide open, as if it was the only way he knew how to take off a shirt. He'd throw the scarps to the side  and hold her at the exposed waist for now, his love bites hardly faltering in accuracy. He knew how to listen to and take in a woman's moans and body language. He was naturally a phenomenal and passionate lover, no matter his companion. Shaylyn was in for the ride of her life.

Shaylyn was pinned on the ground by the stronger wolf and opened her legs up for him. Yes, this was what she wanted right now. Maybe she would regret it later, maybe she wouldn't, but for right now all she wanted was this man right in front of her and she wanted him now. As he moved around and got adjusted for the long ride, Shaylyn was working on taking his shirt off as they continued to kiss one another. She could feel him getting harder and moving against her own sensitive area, making the wolf moan in wanting. One hand ran through his long hair while the other dug her nails into his back.

Eventually Trever would take her own shirt off and start biting on her neck. Or more like he ripped her shirt off. But it wasn't enough. It was good and all to be on the bottom, however, Shaylyn was a girl of action. She was going to let him win, of course he could win this battle, but she was going to make sure he was in for one hell of a time as well. As he held her around the waist, Shay wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, and had them switch positions. Now she was the one on top and in control. Looking down at him, Shaylyn gave Trever a smirk before making a trail of kisses down his chest all the while her hands were working on his lower region. As she moved further south on him, the she wolf yanked his pants down once they were loose enough to do so. She didn't bother with taking off his boots right now. They could come off later. Right now she had only one thing in mind: That wolf cock.

One hand took a hold of his manhood and started to stroke the shaft as her busy mouth took its time to move on down. And once she had made it that far, Shaylyn took little time in taking it in her mouth. Sure she could have played around and tormented him, but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted him, all of him, every part of him now and as soon as possible. She didn't want to wait and she didn't want him to wait either. And so the she wolf started bobbing her head up and down upon his shaft. One hand held the bottom to keep it in place for a while, while the other started to play with his balls. She sucked him hard and fast, as if her life depended upon doing this action right here and now.

Trever would begin to growl lowly as she took the reigns. That smirk of hers just egged him on and simply begged for her smart mouth to be violently intruded by his raging cock. Of course, unknowing of her intentions, he'd simply sit back for now. Let her have her fun thinking she was in charge of this wild beast. He'd kick his hindering boots off as she began removing his even more so inconvenient pants. Eventually the beast was free, tall and fully erect for his lover. A groan would come out in a low growl as her motives became clear, her mouth coming down upon his throbbing manhood. His hand would instantly move to the back of her head, gripping her hair but by no means forcing her to stay in one spot. A very loose leash to start off with.

The grip on her hair will tighten and his head will roll back as her mouth glides along his shaft. His shallow grunts will sound roughly every other full motion of her soft lips. Resisting the urge to fuck her face was probably among the hardest tasks of this moment. Now that his penis was inside something warm and wet, his instincts wanted nothing more than to simply commence blessing this woman with his thrusting motions. Unfortunately, they had no place in this exchange as she was giving him head. So until she stopped and decided it was time to mount him, he'd be resisting the urge to buck his hips toward her throat. She was being kind enough to give him this, the least he could do was prevent any unwanted surprises.

Though he wished to sit up slightly now, Trever spread his legs apart so she could continue her work in between them. His free hand would prop him up so he wasn't sitting completely upright, still at a good angle for her to efficiently keep at her current task. The hand that was gripped into her hair would eventually remove itself to move along her back. He'd dig his nails into the small of her bare back and drag them upwards, to her bra. He'd undo the clamp with his one hand, skillfully and let it drop under her so that her breasts would be free from this point on. His hand would move to one instantaneously. Soft, yet firm and perky. Her breasts were simply as perfect as he always imagined them. He'd growl lowly again as his hand played with her breast, rubbing and twisting her erect nipple. "You have fine breasts, Shaylyn. What do you think of my cock, hmm? You seem to be enjoying it..."

Up, down and all around as she listened to Trever grunt from pleasure. She was glad he was enjoying this and she was actually enjoying her mouthful of dick. As she had continued, Trever had found the clasp to her bra and undid it, taking a hand and twisting her nipple and causing her to moan. And when she had finally stopped, the she wolf slowly pulled her mouth off his shafted and looked over to the wolf in front of her as he played with her boob. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed it for a moment, letting him get his fun in while he could. "Yes," Shaylyn moaned. "You have a much larger cock than Link's. I enjoyed every inch of it."

Shaylyn sat up on her knees now and unbuttoned her pants. Opening her eyes again, she smiled down at him. Oh how she wanted him right now. Him just laying down on the ground and her up on top commanding the wolf. She shucked her pants and boots off, even taking her underwear off as well before returning to position herself on top of him. Crawling above him, Shaylyn returned to passionately and eagerly kissing him on his beautiful lips. With one hand, she shoved him down upon the ground again, digging her nails into his shoulder. With the other, she gently took his cock in her hand and held it in place so she could get ready to mount him.

Pulling back, Shaylyn sat up and looked down at what she was doing. Her hand that had pinned the mighty warrior upon the ground clawed down his chest lightly, releasing her hold on him. It was time now. The she wolf lowered herself onto his massive manhood and let out a gasp as she slipped onto it. It was much bigger than the other she had been used to, actually about twice the size. Who knew he would have something like this down in his pants this entire time. Lifting her head up, Shaylyn started to ride his cock Her wet pussy slighting up and down upon his shaft in a slow and easy manner for the moment. "Trever..." Shaylyn moaned his name as she started to build up speed. Mmmm...fucking damn you feel great."

Trever grinned wife. His dick was to her liking and she admitted to it being larger than that stupid jerkoff's penis. Though knowing them true for himself, he would have never imagined that Shaylyn would compliment him, let alone his own manhood. These moments were simply perfect. The male could die right now and be satisfied with life. But there was some other business to attend to here before he could even think about dying. Trever was going to have his long time rival after secretly lusting for her for so long. When she'd kiss him again he'd simply let her rough him around as she pleased. Let her have her fun and think she was in control for a little while.

Those bedroom eyes she was giving him were overwhelming. She wanted him. Every. Inch of him. There was no denying the reality of this situation any longer. Trever Valens and Shaylyn Nisandern were going to make love. Right here, right now. The male could hardly take it anymore, the excitement and anticipation alone was sending him over the edge. Being so close to her warm moist cavern was driving him insane. He thought he was going to have to take over and do the job himself soon if she didn't hurry the fuck up and just put it in. His hands would rest at her hips though, readying eagerly for the moment the two of them would become one. He'd take the time to look this beautiful woman up and down and take all of her in. Yes. This woman was his for right now. His to have and to hold and to fuck for the rest of today's daylight.

Finally the time came. Slowly the female wolf lowered herself upon the male's length, his hands guided her gentle descent. Trever's eyes would shut and his head would roll back as her warm satin walls slid down his erection for the first time, christening his manhood with her juices. Her tight walls surrounded and pleasantly suffocated every inch of him. It was a wonder he didn't lose it right here. Though trying to be gentle with her, he couldn't help but dig his nails into her slender hips, pinning her and coaxing her to remain on his length. Not that she was about to leave any time soon, but it was one of the many reasons nature bestowed him with claws. This mate of his wasn't going anywhere until he was done with her.

She'd begin to pick up the pace, starting to ride up and down along his shaft. He'd groan as she moaned his name and would look up at her face with his golden-orange eyes. Of course he felt great. He was a fucking stallion. That much he was about to show her. His hands would ferociously claw onto her ass and his hands would continue to help guide her tight pussy along his enormous shaft. Syncing with the time of her hips, he'd begin to thrust his rather viciously, including a guttural grunt with every other pound into her. "You like all that dick, don't you?"

But there was only so much he could be satisfied with of his own performance from this position. While she would be distracted in the heat of the moment, he'd take the opportunity to raise himself up and pin her onto her side, one leg raised up over him as one was directly below, his cock still balls deep inside of her. Trever will hold one arm around her leg firmly as it remained against his chest and over his shoulder. Having a good strong hold on her, he'd begin thrusting into her again at a rapid, but rhythmic pace. As he fucked her, his free hand would begin to feel around her body, focusing on her curves and of course her breasts. "I've dreamed of having this cock inside of you ever since we were young. Say my name again, Shay. Scream it!"

Trever started to get into it too. She could feel him dig his claws into her and he would thrust into her pussy as she moved up and down upon him. God it felt so good. Why did everything feel so great? Why did he have to be so great at even this? No. Shaylyn wasn't going to get mad over something as stupid as who was the better sex partner. After all, Trever had much more practice at this than she did. It was a simple fact of life. She could either deny it, hate it, or embrace it. And right now she was doing a damn good job of actually embracing that dick. Actually was was doing a fine damn good job of riding him if you asked her. It was great being in control at the moment.

"Yes," she replied to his first comment about having all that dick inside of her. If she could hear herself at the moment, she would swear she was a damn whore. But at the moment she didn't care. She didn't know anything but how much she wanted to fuck Trever and how much she wanted to be fucked by him. It would have been a lie to say she didn't half wanted this to happen when they first met. To have this kind of meeting when she was forced to visit him at his parent's house. It would have been a lie to say she didn't almost expect him to start fucking her right there in the streets when he ripped her shirt down the back for everyone to see. At the time it would have been wrong, but she wouldn't have said a word. She would have taken it and would do her best to either end it quickly or make him try and force her to moan his name. But today? Today she would be a bit more willing.

As she had gotten lost in her moans and enjoying her ride, Trever had taken matters into his own hands. The male wolf hand wanted to dominance over her and he had taken it without another word. She was pinned to her side, one leg up over his shoulder and the other below him. Trever had all the control over her. There was no escape for this wolf, or at least there wasn't any at the moment. Shaylyn felt his hand move across her body as he continued to fuck her, making the movements faster against her. Leaning her head back, Shaylyn moaned out louder as he began to speak. Saying how he lusted over her for so many years. Oh was that so? He wanted her to scream his name for him? She was more than happy too, but Trever was going to have to drag it out of her. She wasn't going to be willing to do it on command.

Smirking at him, she lifted her head up and gripped his back with her nails; digging into him. She wasn't going to do anything without a fight. "You're gonna have to-" a load moan escaped her lips as she started to speak. Her womanhood tightened up as she began to cum for him. Arching her back and her head falling back to the ground, her juices came out as he continued to pound her. And yet she was still going. Taking deep breaths, the she wolf smiled up at him and started to rock her body in time with his thrusts. She wasn't ready to give up just yet. Not by a long shot.

"If you want me to scream your name, you're going to have to do much better..." Lifting herself up slightly, Shaylyn got as close to the male wolf as she could. he wanted her to scream his name? He was going to have to make her scream it. She wasn't his whore, she didn't do as he commanded. He might be the one on top, but that didn't mean crap. "I know you can do much better, Trever" she whispered to him, timing the next moan so his name would be spoken as it came. Shaylyn was going to do her best to drive him mad for as long as she could. And so far, she thought she was doing a fine good job at that.

How was this even happening right now? This union between two fierce rivals? They hated each other last checked. Well rather, she hated him and he just went with it because it made her feel better. She always had something to prove to him. That was sort of their rivalry. Trever himself didn't exactly care, he just liked looking at her and respected participating in a dance of blades with her. He would have never guessed that today he'd be conducting a dance of love with her. The thought of it all made him even more excited. He had successfully seduced a lover for the evening that completely hated him. He always knew he was good. But was he that good? Well, the answer was clear now.

Shaylyn seemed so smug though. Trever could almost hear the next words out of her mouth now. To a degree, he was correct, but there was a bit of a twist in the midst of her sentence, cutting off her words. Trever would be the one smirking now, as her cunt walls practically death gripped around his swollen length, flooding it with her feminine fluids. If she wasn't impressed by his sexual prowess, she was probably kidding herself. This one was a piece of work. She'd cum all over the place and still have the audacity to tell a man to work harder for her screams? Well if that's how she was going to be, they were going to be here awhile. They were both very stubborn young wolves after all. They'll be flooding the stream over with her cum by the time she actually screamed out his name. And if that was the case, he accepted the challenge.

Trever would just sort of huff out his next grunt and take a more advantageous position. He'd remain in the same arrangement, but would move his arm down slightly, so that his hand would have full access to her engorged womanhood. He would continue to thrust into her at the same pace, but now would also add in an extra engaged pleasure point. His fingers would delve between her labia, with one singular mission; to find her clit. He didn't have the best view from all the way up here, but it was just a matter of feeling around for a second or two, which could hardly feel bad. He traversed her folds delicately, as if he was simply massaging the outside of her overindulged entrance. It took maybe that three seconds or so, but he'd find the small pink pearl that would lead to her ultimate pleasure. He'd press it in with his thumb and rub it around, flicking it every so often to spice up the movement.

As the male played the guitar on the mystical instrument that was a woman's aroused cunt, he'd continue to feel around her breasts and curves. He'd never let up on the outer flesh itself, that was just as important as striking her walls on the inside. He'd drag his nails against her wherever he went on her bare and supple skin. What's more, the hair of his balls were moving against her sensitive inner thigh as he thrust in and out of her, which was an added, albeit simple, erogenous engagement. Once all these little things were accounted for, Trever would grip his hand onto her breast and pick up his speed and power a considerable amount.

Trever didn't have many more hands or appendages to pleasure her with, but he would submit to her psych in a subtle way that would perhaps be that little bit more to help send her off the edge. The male would move his shoulder a bit so that her leg and his face weren't far in distance at all. As he full on fucked her with much, but not all, of his might the male would simply kiss his mate's leg. After the brief kiss, he'd begin to nip and nibble at her ankle. Yes, her foot was one of those happy zones too. She was a dominant woman, after all. Such a subtle gesture of submission would drive her fucking wild. Though he was in control at this moment and though he was full force fucking the living hell out of her, she could still feel like she was the woman. A sexually engaged female often wasn't stimulated in the ways she needed to be. But Trever knew exactly how to make her succumb to him. Make her feel strong and empowered. It was ironic for him to want to make her feel anymore that way, but it was something a woman like her needed.

So sure one might think that she was asking a bit much when it came to demanding he try a bit harder. But that was her. If she could at least be dominant for any given moment she would. Because lets be honest for a moment here. Trever was, ad has been, the one who had always been the stronger of the two. Sure sometimes she would come out on top, but those days weren't as frequent as the ones he had. And so if she was going to take charge, it would be in the sex that she had asked for. She had started this motion and she was going to end it. One way or another she was going to end it with her getting the last word in.

And so Trever tried harder to get her to do what he wanted. His hand had moved down to her womanhood itself and started searching around. A few tries into looking for the treasure and he would get it. Pure pleasure took over the young wolf as she arched her back and moaned louder until her moans started to turn into screams. Who was she kidding any longer? She was going to end up screaming his name soon. But she had to hold back. She wasn't going to yell his name. Not yet. He could still do better no? And so he did. With the other hand, he grabbed a hold of her breast for a while and then scratched down her sides. Damn this man was good. Better than she could have ever imagined; better than any story ever told by the gossiping girls around the tribe.

It was all just too good. Why hadn't they done this before? She was a fool to just run off and not do this before. Link be damned. In the back of her mind Shaylyn knew she would more than likely regret it. But at the moment she wanted more. She wanted to continue. Even after they were done she wanted to do it again and again until there was no possible way for them to do it again. But would it happen again? Would they ever actually do it again? Maybe, maybe not so better to just enjoy this one moment of pure bliss now than to wonder if she was going to get him alone again. It was a waste of energy at the moment.

Trever did something she didn't expect. A kiss had been planted upon her ankle. What was this? Was he really actually showing signs of submission? Was he actually letting her be the more dominant one? Then he gently nibbled at the ankle. Yes, he was showing signs of submission. He knew exactly who was the boss around here, even though he was the one pounding into her. That was fine. That was the sign she needed to get from him. To make him admit that she was the top dog, if only slightly.

Shaylyn could feel anything orgasm coming. Two so soon? Yes. Both knew he was that good and both knew that if he continued on, there would more than likely be more coming her way. Again her walls tightened around Trever's manhood as her back arched. She was going to cum, and she was going to cum soon. "Ah..Trever," she screamed. "Trever I'm going to cum again." And just after she warned him, another gush of liquid ran down out of her and once again coated Trever's manhood for a second time in a short amount of time. He must have been loving this. He must have felt like a god at this moment. But it was fine. Let him feel like a god because if he did, she was going to get the best damn sex of her life and...it was worth every second of it.

Yes, yes he did feel like a god. For good reason. He only made her cum for him twice in a matter of a few minutes. That kind of power was simply undeniable as a man. To be able to make her tremble under him and unleash the power of an earthquake and tsunami in one bodily moment of bliss was something to be impressed by. Of course, she was capable of such power as a woman. But as a man, he was able to help her find it. The Queen was the most powerful piece of the chess board for a reason after all. Women were fierce, strong, and unpredictable beings that were of a force of their own kind. Trever could only fuck with this one so much physically, but on a personal level she could perhaps destroy him. Which is why he'd keep her at arms length after this was over. No way were they doing this again. She had her chance and she blew it with him.

"This is what you missed all this time. This is what you will miss now for the rest of your life because you did not marry me." He'll go so far as to remind as he continues fucking her through the 'storm'. His entire length and beyond was coated by her juices. The scent of her was driving him beyond mad. He was not yet satisfied though. He wanted to continue hearing those screams. He wanted to recall them into his next life. He would pound her mercilessly until he obtained that wish, or at least something close to it. He wanted to be completely in charge of her, have her drop her guard, enough to still scream his name no matter what the standing he displayed to her.

In fact, next he would attempt to compromise her into a much less controlled position, but one he knew well. One that instinct drove his kind to. He'd remove his throbbing wolf cock from her, though he didn't necessarily have to. He just wanted to see the look on her face when he stopped for the split second. He'd force her body to turn forward onto her stomach and he'd lift her around the belly to get her on all fours if she didn't comply immediately. He'd lean over her from behind, keeping his chest close to her back, his face ever closer to her ear. He'd growl lowly to her as he assumed the position again. He'd snarl and make all sorts of violent yet stimulating noises as he lined himself up to begin taking her once more. He'd move his hips toward hers to achieve intercourse again, but just slightly miss the mark, the head of his penis bumping just right into that outer sweet spot. He'd more purposely move his hips in this fashion a few more times since her reaction would be beyond worth it.

"Am I torturing you? I'm sorry. Here," The male would finally opt to place his erection between her folds. A little closer to penetration this time. He'd push his penis in, just a little bit. Just the tip of him was submerged inside of her longing pussy. "Better?" He'll growl into her ear again and then bite her neck. His hands would reach under her, one taking its place at her breasts and the other to her clit again. Clinging to all these places, there would be no escape. Trever will begin to progress a little deeper. He'd flex his powerful erection, taunting her with its presence. His love bites would continue as he focused on playing with her. He was going to leave his mark and make her beg for the rest of him. He'd pull his length back out, progressively, very slowly. He'd simply let it begin to slide out unless she begged. He was more than content where he was right now. "What do you want?" He'll ask in order to coax the proper response.

He mocked her as he continued to pound into her. Making her recall the fact that she wasn't going to be able to have this again because she didn't want to marry him. Sure the sex was good, but at what coast was she going to have to pay for this again and again? He kept whores with him. He still had Rain, he still had others she was sure. This was a one time thing. This was never going to happen again. Shaylyn would get up and find someone else. Someone she could actually trust, someone she could have a life with. Anyone else but him or Link. Someone who wanted her at all times and didn't care if she was the way she was.

Things started to change. Trever had pulled out of her, which had confused Shaylyn. What? he was done? There was no way he was done. Not even close. He then put her on her stomach, they were changing positions. Alright hat made more sense. He wanted to take her like most other wolves did. That was fine. Shaylyn obligated by the new way he wanted to fuck her and got on her hands and knees, waiting for him to reenter her. Trever moved so he was behind her, growling and making all kinds of other noises that were turning her on. Then he moved his hips towards her and missed. Alright no problem. And then he did it again and again. Fuck this man. He was teasing her. She moaned in wanting, she wanted him to actually stick it back inside of her.

Finally he put it back in. Or at least he put the tip back in as he whispered in her ear. He knew full well it wasn't better. He just wanted to play with her now, he wanted to make sure she squirmed under him. Well fuck him. Shaylyn wasn't going to do it. Or at least that was what she mentally told herself. Her body on the other hand said otherwise. Another growl came from him as he began to bite on her neck. Shaylyn moved her head in the opposite direction to allow him better access to it. He than reclaimed one of her breasts and her clit, only making her squire under him as well as making her moan more in wanting. This was true torture. Or at least that was what she thought until he pushed slightly more into her before slowly starting to pull out again.

"No," Shaylyn cried out as she felt him pulling out. She moved her hips back, trying to get him to start pumping into her. This wasn't fair. How could he do this to her? Fucking dick. He then whispered to her, asking her what she wanted. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to shove his dick back in and take her. "Trever..." she moaned his name again as he continued to pull out ever so slowly. "I want you to fuck me. Please put it back in." Oh how she wanted it back in her. She wanted it so badly. At the moment, she wanted it more than anything else in the world. She didn't care anymore, she just wanted him to fuck her. She needed him to. Why did he have to be so good at this? Damn him and his amazing penis.

This was rather surprising. Trever was quite enjoying himself here, in this encounter with this woman. That was undoubted fact. But in a way, he felt she was enjoying this more than he was. And that was saying a lot. The male didn't expect her to tremble under him so, nor did he expect all these orgasms from her. He also sure as hell did not expect her to actually beg for him. Her soft helpless demands went a far way. Of course he wouldn't torture her for too much longer. He hardly expected this response at all. But he loved it. He loved actually feeling wanted, needed even. No woman had ever made him feel this way in bed. It was rare Rain even let him feel like a man, sometimes he just had to treat both of themselves like animals just to get the job done. She liked to not feed into his ego, and probably for good reason. But sometimes, regardless of his ego, you just couldn't treat a man like that. They were better off knowing what they were doing right, what they were doing wrong, and being comfortable in each moment. Trever actually felt like himself for once. He was comfortable here. He wasn't overwhelmed, trying to get the response out of her. Shay was a great partner. She was a woman that knew exactly what the fuck she wanted and what she liked and she didn't hold it back. Didn't care enough to be prude or reclusive. That was a real woman.

Maybe they would do this more often. Then again, look who he was fucking. This wasn't happening ever again. He'd kind of grunt, displeased with the realization. He'd hide it into the rest of his love noises though as he bit into her neck and gave her kisses down it. It wouldn't be long after her soft begging that he'd give her what she wanted. He'd grip onto her breast and keep at her clit, laying his head down over hers as he remained leaned over her. His penis was a little less than half way in, thanks to her hips wishing to keep hold of him. He'd slide out of her longing cunt just a little more, one last little loving tease. Anchored around her, he'd shove himself back into her fully in one powerful thrust. A gruff grunt would sound with his momentous effort. Yes, that was the grand re entrance of a life time.

From his hunched position, he'd pull back out of her and give her another hard, rough thrust, paired with his masculine grunts to match. He'd repeat himself a few more times at a clunky, not so rhythmic pace. Pull out, a hard thrust back in. A slower pull out, a harder thrust back in. Pull out, a hard thrust in. Pull out moderately quickly, a hard thrust back in. This went on for only about a dozen times until he began giving her a real pounding. His arms attempted to keep her in place as he pumped wildly and mercilessly into her. His grunts would became insane guttural growls, the wolf in him coming out in his love making. Clinging to her, she wasn't going anywhere. Shay would be trapped against her powerful mate, forced to endure each and every quick yet vital repetition.

Trever wasn't moving either as his knees were planted securely into the ground and digging themselves a place in the dirt beneath them. He could go on for hours this way it almost seemed, his stamina hardly faltering. At least he never let it be known that he was giving in. His thrusts seemed to never slow or skip a beat. The wolf was nailing himself into her, seemingly even gaining a new level of depth with each pump within her. Even if it was all in his head, he wanted more. He wouldn't be satisfied until his length explored every part of her sacred cavern. The sweat on his body began to accumulate from his efforts and was beginning to make life a little more difficult. His thrusts became a little less accurate as his arms couldn't exactly hold her with the same efficiency anymore. His own body was much too wet and slippery against hers.

The male would change his tactic only slightly. Without skipping a beat, the male would position his back upright so he was no longer leaned over her. Not only did this improve his accuracy, but also his speed and power, as well as his depth into her. His hands gripped onto her hips and he'd guide her body against his in perfect sync with the motion of his hips, further improving all of these wonderful things. To test the theory, he'd stop his rhythm short. He'd pull his soaking wet erection from her overflowing womanhood, just for a short moment for the two parts to breathe easy. A short break from one another, as this session was becoming quite intense between them. Panting, Trever would lean and rest on her hips for just that brief moment in time, taking his own rest from his lust stricken companion.

It would only be a second and a half of rest, noticeable but reasonable in circumstance and hardly mood killing. Especially when after that tops two second's time, his large arousal was back into the fray. He'd thrust into her suddenly and hard, pulling her hips close to his with his monstrous grip. He measured mentally exactly how much depth he got from this upright position. Surprisingly, the results were quite to his satisfaction. The gods gave them posture for a reason. Suddenly his mother's directions on not to slouch actually paid off. He'd give a few more powerful thrusts to the heated female before continuing the beautiful rhythm between them again. "My fucking god, Shay..." His jaw would be clenched. She felt so good wrapped around his cock like this. It was like she belonged here or something.

For what seemed like the longest moments of her life, Shaylyn thought that Trever was never going to start up again. As if he was done with her and he was just going to stand up and walk off like nothing had ever happened. How would she feel about that? How would she react to this after it was done for that matter? Would she be happy with herself? Or would she be disgusted? Could she look at herself in the mirror ever again? Maybe. Shaylyn wasn't sure how any of these answers were going to play out. Maybe she was going to regret it for the rest of her life. Maybe this was going to be her biggest mistake of her entire life....or maybe this was going to be the best thing that had ever happened to her and she was going to want it more and more.

No. She couldn't have it more. This wasn't what she wanted. She didn't want him. Well now she did. She wanted him rather badly actually. But afterwards she wasn't going to want to look at him ever again. Never again. This was a mistake. It had to have been a mistake. Something to just make her feel better. Something so she could get back at Link. Just something. That was all that was going through her head at the time. What she didn't expect was how amazing this was going to be. How great of a partner Trever was going to be. This was a mistake. This was truly a mistake. A beautiful and wonderful mistake. Was it wrong that she almost didn't want this to end? To not go back to the reality that was before her. If she could, she would just die right after this and not have to face it ever again. Yeah that sounded like a great idea. Nothing could go wrong with that idea...nope none.

Suddenly Trever had thrust into her without much warning. Not expecting this sudden attack, Shaylyn let out a load moan as she slightly moved forward. What was this man trying to do to her? Was he trying to make sure she couldn't walk after this? Well if that was the case, he was on a very good path on that. More than likely both of them were going to be stuck lying here upon the ground. But that didn't mean Shaylyn didn't think it was worth it. She would be lying if she denied the fact that she was enjoying the few rough re-entrances and the growls from him. The way the two were going and the pumping that came afterwards was just beyond amazing. This was how two wolves were meant to have sex. It didn't matter anymore. Nothing. The birds around them, the stream flowing next to them, who could have been watching, or even how much time had passed by them. If days had somehow passed, Shaylyn wouldn't care. If her own mother had walked in on them, she wouldn't care; this, what they were doing, was something that was just so right. It was almost like this was what they were meant to do since the beginning of time.

Trever and Shaylyn had been going at this for such a long time and at such a rate, their bodies were getting sweaty from all the work they were putting forth into this work out. And due to this, Trever had straightened up and dug his claws into her hips, slamming the two against one another and making her scream out in pleasure. Was this guy a god or something? How could he make her feel so great? And then he stopped, giving the to a much needed break. Leaning forward upon her arms, Shaylyn put her head upon the ground for a moment. Just a moment. She wasn't sure if she was going to be able to handle holding herself up just longer. At least her front part. Her back was all controlled by the wolf behind her. If he wanted to keep her ass up on the air for her, he had full rein over that one. She didn't care.

But as soon as they had paused, they were at it again. How much more was he going to go? Was he ever going to stop? Maybe he was some weird form of wolf that could have sex for hours straight and never tire. Well then Shaylyn was in for a long haul if that was the case.

And for a third time, she could feel an orgasm happening. Leaning her head upon the ground again, the female wolf readied herself for the third wave to wash over her. Damn this man and his amazing powers during sex. You know, with the amount she was having them, you would think his howl wasn't over the lightning but was over the amount of times he could make a woman cum. Fuck him. "Trever...don't stop. Fucking damn..." Though as mush as she wanted to just wanted to let loose another one, she was struggling to hold it back. Just a bit longer. Biting onto her arm, Shaylyn muffled her screaming as Trever continued on his work.Damn he was too good.

So what did this mean for them after this? Well, nothing actually. They wouldn't be partners. They wouldn't get married. She wouldn't become his whore. She wouldn't even become his girl after this was all said and done. Yeah, that was probably for the best. Outside of these moments they were having right now, Trever couldn't stand the woman he was balls deep inside of right now. Shay was a loose canon, she couldn't be tamed. Though she was complying rather eagerly to him now...he had to stop thinking like that. She would never do this with him again. Never. Ever. This was a once in a life time sort of thing. So he was going to take advantage of every second of it. He was going to enjoy it. Love it, even. Gods knew there wasn't much more time left, even for him.

Shay would cum now for the third time, which made the wolf grin uncontrollably. This was priceless. He was giving her such a run for her money. She would never be able to insult his performance, and anyone who ever did around her would remind her of the opposite. She came for him multiple times before he even broke a sweat. Well, that was impossible but more specifically, she came so many times before he ever came to his own conclusion. After this last orgasm though, he had no clue exactly how much longer he would last. The way her walls clenched around him again was just too overwhelming. He could of blew his hot seed into her then and there if he didn't know better. But he was finally holding his climax back at this point. He was very fragile now though, so he was finally coming to his own release in the near future. But until then, he would do as he was told. He would not stop for anything. He'd endure and hold back as much as he could until he just couldn't anymore. He would keep pumping into her, harder and faster, gripping tighter into her as each thrust got him closer to his end. His grunts would get deeper, more labored, the male finally showing slight signs of weakness to his mate.

Through his carnal pursuits, the male actually started feeling rather...emotional. This was a mortal thing, he just wanted to kick it to the curb. But in these moments, he couldn't help but feel attached to Shay...figuratively rather than literally. He already knew he was attached to her in that sense. Oh no. Trever Valens, catching feels for Shaylyn Nisandern and the fuck hasn't even ended yet. Tears came to his eyes with the realization that this wouldn't ever happen again. This was simply the most perfect fuck and it was nearing its end. Beyond that, this was Shaylyn. This was the woman he let go so that she could be happy. But she didn't find happiness and this was why they were here. She would move on from this, and truth be told, he wasn't even over losing her yet. Ridiculous right? They were arranged to marry, which he hardly liked the idea of on paper...but he started to realize that he loved the idea of just her. Her and him, together like this.

It was because of Trever's kindness she was free. He did not selfishly hold on to her like he could and should have. He let her go, and she came back, and just as quickly once this was all said and done, she would be gone again. What hurt the most was that this truly perfect moment between them would never be spoken of again. Maybe aside from village gossip, but that was hardly the sort of talk that lead to his satisfaction. He wanted her to be his physically, not just through the wishy washy words of others' stupid talk that hardly had any truth. He wanted this to be real, not some stupid fantasy. Those tears that were welling up in the male wolf's eyes finally made their way down to his chin and dripped onto her back. He wasn't concerned, he just had to pull himself back together before she realized that wasn't sweat. He was good at acting. For now, he'd take his own typical advice; that life was short and you had to make the best of it.

Gripping under her and pulling her against him, he'd provide her with one more  hard thrust in this position. He'd flex his penis, giving that powerful twitching sensation that a man would have as a part of his regular orgasm. He'd grunt peacefully along with it, sort of relaxing over her. She probably would think he was done, if he played his part well. Alas, he was just unwinding. A man faking an orgasm? It could be done if a man knew his body well enough and likewise, a woman did not. Shay was inexperienced enough to be perhaps none the wiser. Trever would lean over her body and softly kiss her neck and nibble on it tenderly as he remained inside of her, still flexing his cock occasionally for her because it probably even felt good. As he nipped at her neck, his hands would carefully and gently move her body to her side. He'd remain leaned over her and giving her those tender relaxing love bites, letting her take in the unfamiliar side angle of his penis as he gave her heart a moment to rest.

Trever could sense her beating heart, fluttering lightly in her chest after maybe a half a minute of rest, aided by his soothing caresses and tender neck and shoulder kisses. He'd separate from her a moment to simply move one leg around his body, so that she was positioned lying on her back. The male was on his knees and still comfortable and hard between her legs, though a little more than half way in now, rather than fully submerged. He'd groan softly and lean into her, giving her back all of his length. "I bet you thought I was done...." He'd give her that one utterance of soft warning, barely even comprehensible as he slowly slid back out of her. With not even a millisecond of silence between, he'd plunge himself right back into her in one rough motion. A powerful grunt leaving from his lips. The soft moment of recovery was all he needed, he was back on top of his game for the time being. He'd begin fucking her once more at that steady and beautiful rhythm, but this time face to face. Well, sort of, for his face was buried into her neck, continuing to softly bite there as he took her roughly, their torso's rubbing together with each and every powerful thrust.

Shaylyn had cum once again. Damn this man, this wolf. How much longer was he going to keep at this? How much longer could he even hold out? He had to be close to ending right? Sooner or later this man was going to just cum inside of her. Maybe one day/ Maybe in an hour at this rate. But regardless, she was enjoying this. Who wouldn't? It wasn't every day you got someone who was this skilled in bed. Well you could hardly call this a bed. After all, the two were just ruffing around on the ground next to a stream. Who knew what was going to happen when they got to a bed.

But...no that would never happen. Or at least the two would never get to a bed together. She would go home to her bed and he would go home to his bed where Rain was keeping his bed warm. Yeah that was a thing. After this, she was going to have to start thinking about looking for a new mate. Maybe someone she over looked. Maybe someone in a different tribe. Maybe. Who knew. Who knew about anything ever? At this rate, the world could end before something like that happened. Maybe at this rate the girl was never going to get married at this rate. Just be a warrior all her life. Maybe. But who had time to think about that?

For a moment, Shay thought that he had finally finished. They were done. Taking in a few deep breathes, the female wolf felt as if her heart was going to beat right out of her chest. How long had they been at this? For like a life time it felt. Man this guy was a stallion. Slowly he had moved her so she was laying on her back again. Closing her eyes, Shaylyn took in a deep breath and waited or Trever to do whatever he was doing. Was he going to get up and walk off? Was he going to just lay on her and "die" on her? Or was he just going to hang over her this entire time? SO many questions and no answers.

Then he thrust back into her, putting his head into her neck again. A grunt came out of her as he spoke to her. Of course she thought he was done. How much more could any sane person go? Well for Trever Valens it seemed as if that question didn't even matter. He could go on for days. Sex for days. That wasn't something that people talked about around the campfires. Then again many guys really didn't want to hear about that and Shay was one of those people who started to tune him out when conversations about him popped up. Maybe this was something that was talked about for days. Lord all mighty this dick.

Trever continued to nibble on her neck as he pounded into her. Again, she moved her neck in the opposite direction to allow him a better angle and more coverage. At this rate her neck was going to be covered in love bites. Wouldn't that be a tale to tell. Bite marks that also went on for days. Damn. But regardless, it was heavenly. "Trever, how are you able to go on like this?" It was a simple enough question, and one she waned to know the answer to, but wasn't something she expected him to actually answer. And so for now, she was just going to let him continue to pump into her, letting their skin touch in so many different ways.