Cretatous Survival (Ash)

Scowler chuckles lightly, laying down beside her, "I'm sorry" he says in amusment, nuzzling her head softly "how is the leg?"

She relaxed when she realized it was him and she sighed, "You scared me" She murmured, moving closer to him once she calmed.

Scowler chuckled moving to nudge her side softly with his frills, "just me" he says amusment lacing his voice as he moved over to stand beside her.

Trics slept deeply until he came over, she felt his body against hers and easily spooked, jolting awake and trying to scramble to her feet before she just flopped onto her other side, breathing heavily.

Scowler, after spending a reasonable amount of time grazing and accepting any challenges from males trying to earn his respect, the males sized each other up, circling dangerously but would cause no real harm to one another. Scowler made his way over to trics, laying down beside her gingerly.

Trics eventually fell asleep where she laid, her head laying in the grass as she laid there.

Scowler mingled with the herd, never straying too far, so trics was always in his line of sight, every so often he would look over at her, surveying her carefully to ensure there was no danger,

"I know" She said softly and watched him, slowly laying down and grazing while he was with the herd.

Scowler watched her for a long moment, grunting his stubbornness, in the end his libido won out and he gently unlocked their horns, "fine, but I'll be checking on you" he said it like a warning as he nipped her frill lovingly before trotting over to the herd.

"Scowler, I'm fine, there isn't any danger here" She spoke softly, trying to unlock their horns.

He growls subbbornly, and trots to the front of her, locking their horns so she couldn't look away, "your not replaceable trics. I'm not leaveing you here with an injuried leg" he says irritability, watching her closely.

"Eggs can be made constantly, the herds' trust is hard to get Scowler" She explained and looked up at him, "Spend most of the day getting to know the herd, I'll reeard you later" She cooed softly.

Scowler growled, "the herd isn't pregnant with my eggs" he said irritability still obviously in a bad mood dispite him venting his frustrations on her a few minutes ago.

"You cant just be with me Scowler, you need to be with the herd too, they need your presence" She murmured softly.

Scowler kept quite close to her, grazing along side of her but was careful not to get too close, he didn't want to crowd her. He kept his eyes on the herd, for the most part they were leaving the two alone.

She let out a breath when his weight was finally off her and she started moving to find a new grazing soot, moving only slightly better on her injured leg.

Scowler grunted at the feeling of her orgasm, it triggering his own, once again shooting his thick seed inside her, grunting his pleasure. He dismounted his mate, with a satisfied look.

She let out loud moans as she felt his pleasurable thrusts, panting out and letting out a loud pleasured sound as she clenched around him and came around his thick cock.

Scowler continued the soft yet rough thrusts, once again getting stimulated he continued pleasing them both with somewhat hard thrusts.

She gasped as she felt the sudden burst of pleasure and she whimpered, pushing back against him and clenching around him as her climax neared.

Scowler growled lowly, yet ingored her commend in favour of thrusting his hips forward gently, stimulating her enough so she could enjoy her release.

She panted when he finished and she jerked as she felt his bite, "I never said another male would" She breathed put.

Scowler grunted yet didn't respond in any way to her comment, thrusting a few more times before shooting his seed inside her. "No other male's cock goes inside you" he snarls biting down gently on her thick flesh to show how bad his mood was.

Trics winced as she began to feel pain from his thrusts, "Scowler... Its starting to hurt..." She said quietly while trying to squirm away from him, she lowered her head and snorted.

Scowler began thrusting to the extent that with each thrust he sent both of their bodies jerking forward. He laid all of his weight on her and a little on his back legs, his front legs gripping her sides to keep her firmly in place. His thrusts got more aggressive, wanting her to regret threatening to find another male. He roared again, this time close to her ear, his thrusts becoming vengeful and harsh. To the point where some of the males had trotted over to assist trics but scowlers constant looks kept them several feet away.