Crusade Gone Awry Ch. 07

With trembling legs, she slowly spread her hips apart. Hound snorted gratefully and extended his tongue. The broad muscle caressed her folds again. Eliza instantly whined, feeling the familiar pleasure returning. His saliva and her juices filled her canal, greatly lubricating it. Just when Eliza started to feel the pleasurable tingling beginning, the hellhound pulled his nose away. The crusader was about to protest when she felt his furry body press against her back. Eliza went stiff as she felt something hot and hard thump against her stomach. She tilted her head down to stare at it. It looked even larger now that it was aiming to be inside of her. Hound's paws were on either side of her head, and his mouth leaned down next to her ear, growling and nuzzling. Eliza watched with wide eyes as the large rod pulled downward towards her crotch. He didn't need any help, as he skillfully aimed it at her folds. He had clearly done this before. Eliza had one last pang of anxiety. It was her last chance to stop him. He would listen. He liked her after all. Despite that, she didn't move.

She could feel the huge head press against her slick lower lips. Eliza cringed a little, feeling herself stretch to accommodate. The resistance gave way and Hounds huge dick pierced into her canal. The monster was being surprisingly gentle, going into her slowly, inch by inch. It was clear he knew what he was doing. The hellhound growled and shifted his position. Eliza could feel his fur grind against her pale skin, giving her an oddly erotic feeling. Eliza could feel his girth continue to fill her, and whenever she thought that must be the end he went even deeper. Finally, the head of his dick hit her cervix. The crusader gasped as he pressed hard against it, but she finally felt his large balls rest against her hips. For several moments, both of them panted, Eliza adjusting to the size. Hound licked at her ear affectionately, causing her to tremble a little at the sensation. Then, painfully slow, he pulled his shaft back out of her. His red dick emerged from her pussy, coated in her fluids. Then, much more roughly, he jammed himself back into her depths.

After a few strokes from his massive dick, the all discomfort Eliza felt melted away. The pleasurable tingling had returned, and sparks of pleasure washed over her body. Hound growled once again, and began picking up his pace. His large balls slapped against her crotch repeatedly. A dirty, wet noise filled the cave room, as her pussy drooled juices around his shaft. With one especially powerful thrust, Eliza gasped and her back arched. The sparks of pleasure now ran across her entire body. She could feel her insides begin to boil as the powerful friction from their mating took over her.

Hound lost all semblance of being gentle. He began to pound against her with his powerful canine legs. Eliza's entire body jerked hard against his thrusts, unable to stay still with how much force he was putting into it. Hound put his front legs against her shoulders, holding her in place. Eliza was trapped against him on two sides, and her body was on fire. She let out small screams, feeling the burning inside of her reaching a fever pitch. She knew that if she had an orgasm now, under Hound's relentless canine assault, there would be no way for her to come back. She could ever have sex with a human and it be satisfying. Rather than fight it, she pushed herself against his forceful thrusts, as if he could go any deeper. Her climax built like a tidal wave, building larger and larger. Her mouth hung open and her entire body flushed. Then, with one final, powerful stabe of his dick, her body burst. She screamed at the top of her lungs as her pussy clamped and gushed hot juice. Hound didn't stop for a second, not only intensifying her climax, but prolonging it. Stars exploded in Eliza's eyes as her brain felt like it was melting. Every nerve in her body buzzed in delight as her body jerked helplessly. She quivered and grinded against her mate, trying to make the mind-shattering pleasure last even longer, as if the mind-shattering pleasure she had just had wasn't enough. Finally, against her will, it subsided. With all of her strength gone, she slumped against the ground, desperately catching her breath. Only her ass remained in the air, Hound continuing to hump against it.

Eliza snapped back to reality when she felt something hard and round hit against her folds. At first, she was slightly puzzled, as it didn't feel like his balls. Hound growled and whined through his teeth, sounding frustrated. Eliza's half-melted brain didn't put together for a few moments. When she did, her eyes widened. He was a hellhound, a monster to be sure, but a canine monster. When canines mate they have a knot! It goes into the female, widens and sticks them together so the male could pour his semen into her. His semen...holy hell she totally forgot! He was the descendant of the demon king and a human! He might be able to get her pregnant, and with the amount of semen he ejaculated before...!

The crusader, still weakened from her powerful orgasm, tried to reach between her legs to stop him. His thrusting hips jerked her body back and forth, slowing her progress. She could feel the ball slam against her harder and harder, her slick pussy parting a little more each time. As her hands reached past his balls to grab, she heard a loud "pop." Hound jerked his hips back and forth, but couldn't move. Eliza's fingers desperately felt between her body and his, but the knot was gone. She could only feel the bridge between himself and her, along with his twitching balls. She could feel it swell inside of her, preventing any form of escape. Eliza whined in apprehension, gritting her teeth. It was too late to stop now. That fountain of semen was going to pour inside of her. Even if it wasn't the proper time, that much sperm would likely swim around inside of her until she actually was ripe. Hound growled into her ear, gyrating his body against her ass, likely still giving his dick only last bit of sensation. Eliza could feel his balls twitch and his prick swell. It was coming, and there was no stopping it.

The hellhound howled at the ceiling as the first huge gush of his jizz jetted out of his dick. Eliza bit her lip, as what felt like magma filled her canal. Hound's shaft throbbed over and over, adding more and more of his semen to her already filled insides. His cum had nowhere to go. It simply filled her more and more. Eliza's insides strained to contain the expanding fluids, the knot keeping her firmly closed. She gazed down, cringing a little painfully. She could actually see her abdomen expanding, looking unnatural. Eliza groaned painfully, afraid she was going to be ripped apart.

Then, almost all at once, the pressure and pain was gone. Eliza could feel the hot sensation move deeper into her stomach. It was far more comfortable, pleasing. Eliza slumped against the ground again, grateful for the relief. She knew what had happened. Her cervix had given in, allowing his semen to flood into her womb. Her uterus was completely filled with his sperm, something no human could possibly do. There was no telling how long it would stay in there. If Hound really could reproduce with humans, there was no way Eliza could avoid it.

Finally, Hound's dick stopped it's incessant cumming. He let out a low rumble from his throat, his balls emptying for the first time in an eternity. Eliza could feel his body beginning to go lax. For a moment, she was afraid he was going to crush her under his weight. Instead, he laid beside her, pulling her down with him. Eliza tried to move, but felt something pulling on her lower lips. She gazed down her body, confirming what she thought. They were still attached to one another, and it didn't seem like the swelling was going to recede. If memory served, dogs and other canines would remain stuck together for quite a while after mating. Hound wrapped one of his paws around her stomach, and began nuzzling her red hair lovingly.

"Oh so now you're super friendly?" she asked. Hound let out a low, grateful growl in response. He gently wedged his head under hers. He then pulled her close, rubbing her into his warm fur. He was using his body both as a blanket and pillow. Eliza sighed and made herself comfortable. It wasn't like she could go anywhere.

*

When Eliza peeled her eyes open again, she could tell it had been a while. For starters, all the residual cum on her had dried and hardened. For another, she could move her hips again. She lifted her head and gazed down. Sure enough, her pussy was now free, and Hound's large member had receded back into his body. Eliza wiggled her way free from his paw around her. The hellhound didn't stir. He was sleeping peacefully, snoring quietly. Eliza stood up, and instantly felt warm liquid running down her things. She looked down to see Hound's semen dribbling out of her like a fountain, gravity finally pulling the fluids out. Her insides were also pretty sore, considering the beating they took. The crusader sighed and walked back to the river to take yet another bath.

It took quite a long time to get clean this time. She allowed his jizz to leak out and be carried away by the water. It took forever, making Eliza wonder if she was ever going to be empty. She also had to scrub herself clean this time to get the dried semen off. This required her to use her clothes she had washed earlier to rub them off. This, in turn, made her wash her clothes again, making them wet all over again. They were so wet they were unwearable until they dried. Because it was cold in the cave and the water was ice cold, Eliza began to shiver. She could cuddle up with Hound to warm up, but she might wake him up, and honestly he appeared to be sleeping better than she had ever seen. A little company and sexual satisfaction and he turned into an affectionate puppy. The desert could probably warm her up, but she wasn't going to waltz out into the open while Hound was asleep. Then she remembered that one of the tunnels led to the top of the butte. It would probably be safe there.

When Eliza emerged onto the open top of the butte, she found that the sun had almost set. Fortunately, it was still warm outside. She laid her wet clothes out to absorb some of the warmth of the stone and sat down naked, staring out into the distance. She grinned a little, amused at her situation. She was sitting naked, on top of a butte, staring out at a desert full of monsters, but she wasn't scared, not with a hellhound in her corner. The scenery was also quite stunning from this height. The setting sun caused the sand to glitter, and the open sky was a mix of blue, orange, and red. For once, the desert wasn't a threatening place full of monsters.

Eliza heard noises from behind her. She turned towards the tunnel she had emerged from to see hound coming out, moving quickly. He was furiously sniffing at the ground, his head wagging back and forth. When he emerged onto the butte he lifted his head and whirled his head around, his eyes wide. If Eliza didn't know any better, he actually looked a little panicked. The moment he spotted her, his expression softened. He quickly bounded over to her, sniffing all over her body.

"Whoa there, Hound!" Eliza said, chuckling. "I didn't abandon you. I just needed some air." Hound sighed through his nose in relief. He shoved his head against her naked body, nuzzling. Eliza pet him passively, listening to him whine. Hound had been alone for so long. It wasn't all that surprising that he was being clingy now that he found someone to love.

"You know," she began. "all I did was go for a walk. You disappear everyday to go do...hellhound stuff I guess. You're probably hunting, but still. Let's stick together, you and me. Sound good?" Hound lifted his head away, looked down at her, and nodded. "Oh, you can nod. Do that from now on rather than just staring at me, okay?" Hound then laid down next to her, putting his head in her lap. For a few moments, they both felt happy and content.

Then Hound jerked his head off of her. It was so swift that Eliza jumped, afraid something was attacking them. He stared out into the desert, his ears up and his eyes wide. He didn't budge, not an inch.

"What is it?" Eliza asked. He didn't respond, he just kept staring. All of his fur was standing on end and every muscle was tense. The crusader's gaze switched between Hound and the direction he was looking in. There was nothing there. "What is it Hound?" The hellhound turned towards her, fear in his eyes. "Do you see something?"

He shook his head for "no."

"Do you smell something? Hear something?"

He shook his head once again. Eliza tried to think. Why would he just be staring out into desert, and why would he be scared? On top of that, what could possibly scare a monster like Hound? It would have to be really powerful. Eliza's face fell and she became pale. She gulped nervously before speaking.

"Is it the demon king?"

Hound nodded for "yes."

"The demon king, he's calling you?"

Hound nodded again. The demon king was summoning Hound. They shared blood, so it was likely the ruler of this desert could communicate, or even force Hound to obey him.

"You're going to him, aren't you?"

Hound nodded once again. Eliza took a deep breath before standing up on her feet.

"I'm going with you."

Hound cocked his eyebrow, shocked. It was clear he didn't think that was a good idea.

"I'm a crusader, a trained warrior!" Eliza was raising her voice. "I can defend myself!"

Hound squinted his eyes.

"Most of the time. Look, you aren't leaving me behind. I'm your mate, right? You can't abandon me. It wouldn't be right."

The hellhound blinked a few times, as if processing. Finally, he nodded.

"Good! Now we should set off at sunrise. Traveling in this desert at night is probably a terrible idea." Hound seemed to agree. He stood up and stepped next to Eliza. She picked up her clothes, put her arm around him, and they both began walking back into the tunnel, intent on getting a good night's sleep.

*

Eliza woke up in the cave once more. She had decided to sleep in her clothes and armor so they could set off right at dawn. Eliza sat up and stretched, getting ready to wake up Hound. As she looked around the room, however, she didn't see him. Instead, there was a giant pile of fruits, roots, and herbs. There were even the carcasses of a few animals. He got all of that last night? He must have set out while she was asleep. Why would he gather so much food? There was enough for weeks. If they were going to leave...

The crusader had yet another thundering realization. The food was for her!

"The fuck you didn't!" Eliza screamed. She leapt to her feet and sprinted down the tunnel that led to the desert.

When she emerged from the tunnel, she saw that dawn was just beginning. She had arrived just in time, as Hound was a short distance away, already trotting into the desert. The crusader took a deep breath.

"DON'T YOU DARE!" she screamed into wide open wilderness. Hound jumped and whirled around. His eyes were wide, as he had never heard Eliza scream at himb efore. He appeared both shocked and confused. Eliza stomped over toward him, her face becoming redder.

"You don't get to just leave me behind! It's not fair! It's not right! You don't get to make me care about you and then just run off to the demon king! We helped each other! We had sex with each other! We loved each other! You don't...you don't..."

Much to Eliza's humiliation, her eyes began to burn and become blurry. She stopped walking and covered her face with her hands. She hated crying, and she especially hated crying in front of people she cared about.

"You can't leave like that," she said through her palms. "That's what my father did. He had to sail through pirate waters. He tried to say it was too dangerous and leave me at port. I insisted on going. He agreed, but when I woke up he had already set sail! I never saw him again! I won't let that happen again! I won't let you...!"

"Eh...ri...ruh."

Eliza, at hearing Hound's version of her name, lifted her head, her cheeks wet with the tears she hated. Hound was staring down at her with soft eyes. It was clear he hated seeing her in pain. He leaned down and licked her cheeks, cleaning her tears off. After a few swipes of his tongue, Eliza wrapped her arms around his head. They both stood still for several moments in the embrace, the crusader sniffling.

"Don't leave me behind," Eliza said firmly. "I care about you, okay? If you abandon me I'll never forgive you, ever. If you have to go to the demon king, then we both go, okay?" There was a short pause before she felt the hellhound nod through her arms. "Good." Eliza released him and wiped her face clean. Hound sighed, as if sounding a little tired. Then he did something Eliza hadn't seen before.

The hellhound put his stomach to the ground and leaned towards her, shoving his back towards her. For a few moments, Eliza was confused. Then it dawned on her.

"Oh, you want me to ride on your back?" she asked. Hound let out a bark to confirm. Eliza's eyes brightened. "Not gonna lie, that's really awesome. I get to ride a hellhound!" Hound snorted in response, amused. It took a little clawing at the hellhounds fur and some fidgeting, but Eliza managed to sit herself on his back. Hound then began trotting out into the desert, the crusader on his back. She buried her face into his fur and gripped him around the neck. They were off to see the demon king, together.