Catching A New Friend [Storm]

Darrel groaned quietly, their nearby catch all but forgotten as the wolf male knotted her and came inside the feral.

She raised her hips more and mewled at his touch, kneading the ground and starting to clench around him.

Chuckling at her pleasured reaction, Darrel made his targeted thrusts even harder to ensure she felt even more, having taken to fondling and lightly squeezing her teats with one of his hands simultaneously.

She raised her head and growled in pleasure, moving with the male's thrusts, baring her fangs and hissing in pleasure as she felt him hit a bundle of nerves.

Choosing to do her from a new angle was a wise move, as Darrel was quickly able to locate a g-spot in the female and hit it over and over again with his deep, rapid thrusts.

The small cougress mewled and dug her nails into the ground while she moved back against him, lashing her tail and lowering her head, her eyes closed and her ears drooped back, enjoying the feel of him in her.

Grinning, Darrel slowly pushed himself into her core, moaning softly as he began to fuck her yet again on that day, this time surrounded by the wilderness and kneeling behind her, holding her hindlegs up and out of the way.

She jolted as he came up behind her and she looked back, ending up on her stomach when he had came over, she raised her tail and purred, looking back to him and she tried to push back, her way of giving him permission.

Growling after watching the display for so long, Darrel got on his knees between her hindlegs as she rolled around, his already-hardened dick poking at her folds as he looked up at her face to ask for permission.

The pair would swipe and snarl at one another between mating sessions, Scarlet clearly didn't even want the male close after a while but he kept forcing his way onto her, until Scarlet bit at his throat when she rolled onto her back, she swiped at his face and managed to scare the larger male off on her own, the cougress rolled about in the grass, mewling and purring.

Darrel watched from behind a tree, letting nature take its course. He didn't want to risk himself by getting between the male and Scarlet, but he had his bow drawn, aiming squarely at the male cougar should he attempt to hurt the female.

The cougress lashed her tail and sprayed on a tree nearby, hissing at the wolf and she growled deeply, reluctantly following, until she heard the male closer and she lowered down, the much larger male suddenly jumped out and right onto the female, the two letting out growls and snarls to one another, Scarlet broke away and kicked at the male after a few thrusts of his length inside her, it was enough time for her to release an egg and the male to cum inside her, Scarlet rolled about in the grass, letting out chuffs and mewls, ignoring the male trying to court her again.

Darrel pinned his ears at the sight of Scarlett's strange behavior, knowing exactly what it meant. "Shit," he grumbled, leaving the carcass and trying to take the cougar back to the truck before the male saw him or her.

Scarlet finished what she was given and she moved toward the other, lashing her tail and she was about to try and steal the carcass, but she heard loud calls from a male cougar, her ears perked and she chuffed and called back, moving away from the canine and she began rubbing herself against trees and bushes, her instincts kicking in and her heat acting up suddenly from the sound of a close male.

Quite satisfied, the hunter examined the neck of the beast, realizing that it might've been too traumatized by Scarlet's teeth to make a good mount.

Scarlet huffed as she watched him, her ears pinned back, she continued keeping a tight hold on the creature's throat, before she let go and started eating what she was given, her tail lashing.

"Easy, easy!" The wolf anthro shouted out to Scarlet, forcing his way between the animals. He first plunged his knife into the animal's heart to make sure its life ended mercifully, then began to field strip the animal, tossing whatever he didn't need over to Scarlet as a reward.

The cougar jumped up as the buck was shot with the arrow and it tried to run, the damage to it's organs slowed it enough for the thin cougar to leap onto it and take it down, grabbing it roughly by the throat.

Quietly, Darrel reached behind him and nocked an arrow into his large compound bow, tugging the string all the way back as he aimed down the shaft of the arrow, letting the shot loose straight into the massive buck's vital organs.

Scarlet suddenly stopped and she pressed herself into the ground, her ears pinning and her tail stopped moving completely, 20 feet ahead of her stood a fairly large white tailed deer buck, with a rather large rack on his head.

Darrel followed Scarlet stealthily, impressed by her tracking ability even through thick mud and over rocks which left no prints for him to follow.

She lashed her tail and watched him, jumping out of the truck bed, sniffing around the ground and beginning to walk, easily finding a recent prey trail, sticking low to the ground while she tracked whatever made the trail, instincts taking over.

Smirking softly, Darrel allowed her to groom him before quickly pulling his shirt back on, then returning to the cab of the truck and grabbing a bow and arrow along with a camouflage jacket.

The thin female panted heavily as she rolled over under him, purring and beginning to groom his chest.

Knowing that covering her in his seed could endanger what he wanted to do next, Darrel yanked his cock away and jacked himself off until he climaxed onto the truck bed off to the side, panting quietly as he recovered on all fours above her.