The Breeder Pt. 03

Author's Note: This story contains two horny werewolves and breeding sex. All characters are 18+, and none were harmed in the writing of this piece.

© WednesdaysCoffin 2019. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without prior authorization in writing from the author.

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Violet paced about the white room anxiously, only slightly aware of what she had gotten herself into. She knew that these rooms were set aside for the pack's breeders, young fertile females who would be bred by a string of single males in hopes of creating a pup. The answer to why a woman, well, why Violet would choose this fate for herself was pretty simple: she had lustful eyes focused on the most gorgeous wolf in the pack.

Mason was several years her senior. A pale-skinned, soft spoken yet highly intense wolf, he was a male of exceptional intelligence and good breeding stock. His black hair was like a web of silk, long and flowing, and it framed his stunning cornflower blue eyes and somewhat androgynous features. When he spoke, his deep voice was like a sultry honey that oozed across her body and enveloped her in a warmth that was as sexual as it was comforting. Everything about him was perfect and she was far too shy to ever even attempt to approach him on the street.

Of course, there was a hugely massive risk in signing up to be bred. Any of a dozen wolves could enter this room and fuck her into the floor, and, worse yet, she might end up carrying their pup. It was a big gamble. Though, when a friend of a friend had passed along the rumor that one of the wolves working the breeding rooms was Mason, Violet hadn't been able to scribble her name onto the sign-up sheet fast enough. It was an answer to her most desperate prayers: Mason would fuck her and she wouldn't have to say a word; no awkward silence, no bizarre first date, just Mason's cock ravaging her cunt.

The adrenaline that laced her system as she waited for the door to open, awaited her mysterious fate, was causing her petite body to tremble. She continued to pace the room anxiously, her heart drumming straight into her ears as her mind raced with the endless possibilities. When the door finally opened and a wolf stepped inside, Violet thought she might faint right on the spot. Before he had even spun around to face her, she felt blackness encroaching on her vision and the world beginning to spiral.

He knocked on the door twice, then raced to the silver-haired beauty's side, prepared to catch her before she fell. His smile was both amused and concerned as he gazed with true concern into her anxious gray eyes. "Are you alright, Violet?"

"You know my name?" She stammered too quickly, unable to stop herself.

He placed his hands gently atop her shoulders and grinned. "Of course, I know your name! Why wouldn't I know the name of one of the most beautiful she-wolves in our pack?"

Violet's eyes widened at this, she felt her entire being blushing crimson. "Wha-what?"

He guided her slowly backward several steps, until her back was pressed against the wall. His smile was infectious as it lit his handsome features. "I pay attention, Violet. Maybe it doesn't seem as though I do, but I do. And I wish to ask you simply—why? Why would you sign up for the breeding rooms? You should be searching for a true mate, little wolf."

She shook her head timidly, turning away from his searching gaze. "I don't want that."

"You don't want a mate?" he inquired, baffled.

She shook her head again to try and clarify. "No, not that. I-" Her voice trailed off into the oppressive silence of the space, her eyes refusing to meet his curious stare. The blue of his eyes was haunting, so stunningly beautiful that she was afraid that one glance would take away her voice for hours.

He sighed and stepped back from her, hands falling to his sides. "I will not breed a she-wolf who does not want me," he stated simply. "It would be pointless to try to create a pup with a female who would not even consider being my mate."

This caused her to suddenly stand up straighter, she reached a hand out toward his body and grasped his left wrist. "Mason, no, I -"

"You, what?" he raised an eyebrow.

"I want you," she whispered so softly that it was barely audible. "I only want you."

He immediately stepped back towards her at this confession, a smile spreading across his flawless complexion. "You only want me, huh?"

Violet bowed her head and giggled nervously. "Yes."

"I would say you're pretty lucky that I saw your name on the day's roster and made sure that none of those other assholes came in here, wouldn't you?" His tone was playful as he moved toward her with a grace that was entirely masculine and lupine. His wolf, much like his present form, was guaranteed to be goddess-given flawlessness.

She nodded her head in agreement, then caught a glance at him through her long lashes. He reached forward and gripped her bony hips, forcing her body against the firmness of his own. "I want you, little wolf. Now that I know that you want me too, it's time to play!" At this, he took a large step backwards, crossed his tattooed arms over his thin chest, and licked his lips hungrily. "Take it all off," he demanded.

Having fully understood the purpose of the room she was in, Violet had worn the bare minimum today. It took no time to remove her crop top and toss it toward the door, followed by her sneakers and black yoga pants. She was horribly shy about standing before the wolf of her dreams in the nude, but that had everything to do with Mason and his lurid gaze and not all that much to do with the nudity itself.

Without hesitation, he kicked his sneakers toward her discarded clothing, and then his flannel shirt and black jeans quickly followed. He too had worn no underwear, and he stood before her within minutes in all his beautifully exposed glory. He watched her as she watched him, and finally he spoke. "May I be rough with you?"

"Yes, please," she whispered, eyes wide.

He practically pounced on her, pushing her back against the wall and pressing his lips dangerously close. With barely an inch to spare, he cocked his head to the side and buried his nose into her neck and inhaled deeply. "Are you aroused, Violet?" he whispered against her ear. "Are your walls wet enough to accept this fat cock?"

His words alone snaked across the surface of her skin and set fire to her core, her nipples responded and began to pebble, and every single one of the fine, downy hairs across her body seemed to jump to attention. She was so entirely overwhelmed by her body's response to his questions that she barely registered when he pressed his growing erection between her thighs and slowly dragged his hardness across her sex. Grasping her small hips, he began to rock slowly, allowing her arousal to coat his length in her juices.

After several minutes of her raspy breathing, his devious grin widened. "I think you're ready for me already," he purred as he stared down the length of their bodies. When he pulled back, she could see that his cock was enormous and thick, and glistening with her fluid response to his proximity. She blushed as Mason cupped her cheek and placed a tender kiss to her pale lips. "Do not be shy with me," he urged her. "Please do not be shy with me, kitten."

As he pressed his plush lips against hers and she felt all her dreams begin to come true, there was a wretched growl from next door that seemed to vibrate the entire wall at her back. Unsure if she should be afraid, Violet couldn't help but giggle nervously.

Mason grinned. "I think that would be the Alpha and whomever is in that room next door."

"Apparently he is very loud," she grinned.

Mason laughed at this and pressed the length of his body against hers, and his supple lips danced across the surface of her jaw as he spoke. "Let's give him a run for his money," he purred and licked up toward her ear. "I want you to scream my name so loud that they all know who has bred you, so that they all know that you belong to me now. Will you do that for me, beautiful?"

No longer wasting any time, he gripped her right leg and brought it up to rest against his hip. Pressing a quick kiss to her lips, he pulled back and smirked devilishly. "Standing up like this or on the ground?"

Violet fidgeted for a moment, realizing that holding this position for any length of time would be difficult. Sheepishly, she turned her gaze toward the floor. "On the ground, please."

"So polite," he winked as he held her while she lowered her foot and then continued down onto her knees. When she was kneeling in front of him, glancing up through her dark lashes and licking her lips hungrily, he grinned fiendishly and dropped down onto his own knees. Gripping the hair at the nape of her neck and tugging her head back, he growled. "There will be time for that later. For now, get on all fours, Violet."

She did as he directed, feeling suddenly frisky and rubbing her ass across his enormous length. At this teasing, he let out a noise that was almost entirely animal, grasping her hips and stilling her movements. "Do not taunt me, she-wolf," he warned her and then slapped her ass roughly. "You'll get this cock when I'm ready to give it to you."

She mewled at this, gyrating her hips to shake and jiggle her ass and hopefully entice him to take her quickly. There seemed to be a curious tension hanging in the air between them until he slammed into her from behind and she immediately choked back tears. The sensation of finally having her dream wolf burying himself deep inside of her was overwhelming, both emotionally and physically, as he was quite impressive in size. In fact, she felt herself holding her breath as he worked to force more of his length inside her body, his movements nearly crossing into pain due to his girth.

He created a rhythm of rearing his hips back and then sinking forward, back and then forward as he gripped the base of his shaft in his right hand and massaged her hip with his left. Unfortunately, she was such a tiny little thing and his cock was such a tremendous size that, despite his fevered attempts, he was barely managing to sink himself halfway into her depths. Frustrated with his lack of progress, he growled. "Fuck, Violet. You're so fucking tight!"

Her response was a curious mixture of pained laughter and an amused moan, something that seemed to answer any unspoken questions he might currently have. Though he was concerned that he might be going too rough on her, she shoved back onto him with each thrust, trying to aid in his penetration. Goddess bless that wanton little she!

When he glanced down and realized that he was nearly fully embedded into her moist folds, she began to mewl, shaking her hips and alternately sinking him deeper before backing off. To still her movements, he grasped her hips and groaned. "Stop, Violet. You're so close, little one; you're so close to taking the whole thing."

"It's so big," she rasped, her voice already growing hoarse. "It's so thick."

"Yes, kitten." He learned over her, nibbled at her earlobe and breathed warmly against her neck. "It's a large cock for such a little girl."

"But I want it," she whined and gyrated her hips again. "I want it all!"

He laughed at this, placing a soft kiss onto her shoulder and trying to control himself and hold back from impaling her too deeply too quickly. A noise bubbled up in his throat, and he let it out as he sunk another inch inside her.

Goddess bless her, Violet moaned loudly but continued to push back onto him, using his cock and fucking herself with it. When she had managed to take him almost entirely into her sopping wet cunt, their movements began to create their own soundtrack of flesh slapping against flesh. This made Violet cry out again. "Mason, please fuck me harder!" she pleaded. "I want more! I want you to hurt me with it!"

"Fuck," he growled. His grip tightened on her hips and he began to force her roughly back onto him; embedding his full length and listening for her cries, and then allowing her a short respite before he buried himself balls deep again.

The rhythm of his balls slapping into her moist labia and the harsh, wet sounds of his length plowing into her sex was bespelling. So intent upon fucking her without hurting her, he hadn't realized that she had changed her position and her cheek was pressed against the cold flooring while she clutched her perfect little tits in her hands and moaned. Her sounds were like music to his ears and he was mesmerized at the sight of her touching herself. "I want it," she was whispering over and over again. "I want it, Mason. I want to feel it leaking out between my lips and oozing down my thighs onto this floor."

There was absolutely no sense in trying to last like this, as his stamina was going to do little to impress anyone right now. All he wanted to do was to bury himself as deep as he could get into her body, hear her scream his name so loud that they heard her in the neighboring packs, and then pump her full of his seed. And so he did just that, slamming into her one final time and collapsing over the top of her perfect little body as he drained his balls into her depths.

"Fill me up with your pups!" she screamed and it was truly deafening. "I want an entire fucking litter!"

He couldn't help but laugh as she began to shake and tremble beneath him, as her little body responded to his touch and she crossed into infinity as his body drained into hers. He rolled off her as she shook, placing a hand to her sex and twirling her clit as she screamed louder and splayed her legs wide. "Mason, oh goddess, Mason! I feel your seed inside me."

"Violet," he smirked as she stilled her movements and rolled onto her side to face him. "You are perfect, little she! Such a delectable little treat."

She blushed at his words, lowering her gaze down to her body as she tried to avoid his beautiful blue eyes. "You're perfect too."

"Don't do that," he warned her as he sat up. He kneeled over her and lowered himself, showering her body in fluttery soft kisses. "Don't get shy with me again, Violet. I will be forced to fuck the shyness out of you if you do that."

"Deal," she smirked as she kissed him back passionately.