the closer his rut, the more often your werewolf husband wakes in the early hours of the morning with a hard cock and hairy skin sensitive to the smallest touches due to the unbearable ache.
it’s hot. too hot in the bedroom, so he has to rip the bed sheets away from his side or he’ll start going more insane than he already feels. you’re facing away from him, ass pointing toward him in an unknowing taunt as you remain asleep on your side. yet he still wakes you, tugging you from your slumber and flush against his front.
even in your groggy state, you know. you can feel the leaky head of his dick pressing into your fold–pulsing its heated requests right against your entrance. a tired lift of your leg is all it takes for the wolf to grope your tit and slide inside you with a growl into your neck. he’s already coming by the time he bottoms out, pumping his seed as he keeps fucking you.
the both of you know that if he doesn’t get out what he needs to right now, he'll be a clingy, whining grump… so he fucks you for the entire morning. embracing you while you clutch him back, your drowsy state and the way his tip nudges up against your cervix wrenching multiple orgasms from you. your husband coming almost continuously for the entire period, creaming your walls with nonstop, throaty howls. and only stopping when the two of you are covered in sweat and panting with exhaustion.
“can’t wait f’you to to take my knot,” he slurs at your back, holding your trembling figure. letting his eyes shut, he rambles. “gonna mark you up. fill you with pups, then watch y’get all big and round. make your tits swell up nice ‘n pretty with milk…”
a few more sentences, and the wolf’s fast asleep. snoring low and right against your ear while rubbing a palm across the damp skin of your stomach.
Werewolf Husband didn’t know what to expect his first time knotting you. Ever since he can remember he’s been on suppressants to keep his rut in check. Even after deciding to bond with you as a mated pair he continued to be on them.
In part it was due to him being nervous. He’s never experienced a rut and he’s never been able to knot someone before. But it was also because you two weren’t ready to start a family yet. You both liked it just being you two and your bf was selfish enough to pridefully admit he wanted to keep you all to himself for a while.
But sometimes life has other plans. Mistakes happen. Like being so deliriously in love with your mate even after years of being together that you accidentally start forgetting to take your pills.
Now he’s reaping the (rewards) consequences. He didn’t expect it to happen this way or how this moment would come to be. But he certainly can say he’s mad about it, the heat in his body burning hotter and faster the longer the slams his length into your poor spent cunt.
Of course your husband loves fucking you. Your sex life is better than he’s ever had in the past even without a rut or any of these intensified emotions. Fucking you is one of his favorite activities. If he could that’s all he’d do… and right now he doesn’t have a choice not to.
By the look on your face you’re not too upset about this turn of events either. Your eyes are dazed and completely fucked out, tears dribbling down your cheeks as you babble total nonsense about how much you love his thick cock and how it fills you. Every thrust sending your body flying upwards only to have him jerk you back down his length.
“What d’you think you’re doin’, running away from this. This?” Your husband snarls, drool dripping from his maw and painting your already glistening plush body with more messy liquids.
Part of you was shocked he even managed to fit. During his rut something about his cock felt bigger. Thicker. It’s made you completely insane, your mind flooded with nothing but him and the craving for more of his cum.
Something was missing though. And you had no idea what until you felt a presence poke and push at your entrance, stretching it to its limits and urging it to flower open for him even wider. Screams pour from your lips as he slips his knot in, making you feel so full you could barely breathe. He was everywhere and it was glorious.
The loud shrill squelching of bodies meeting nearly drowned out your endless moans and mewls of pleasure. Previous loads of combined releases gushing out, spewing thick milky cum all over your thick thighs. The momentum making it ooze up your frame and creating a masterpiece of debauchery. At the sight of it your husband nearly howls and starts fucking into you even faster.
“Don’t. You. Worry. Gonna make sure this next load stays in. Right where it belongs,” he growls, accompanying every word with a hard thrust.
When you both finally cum and his knot locks inside you, breeding was honestly the last thing on either of your minds. All you cared about in that moment was the connection you felt together. It wasn’t until he helped work you both through your releases and the fog started to clear did you realize what this could mean.
Especially as his swollen knot remained so firmly inside you, keeping you alllll plugged up.
“W-what do we do about this exactly? Knotting and all,” you stammer out, sweat beading on your forehead for a completely different reason now.
But your husband wasn’t listening or even paying attention to you. No, his eyes were laser-focused on the swell of your belly, slightly more rounded now that it was overstuffed with him. You couldn’t read the look in his eyes and you were too nervous to find out.
A moment later he hesitantly reaches down and starts caressing it, possibly a million thoughts running through his head. Which only made you less included to figure out what he was thinking. But you couldn’t just leave this. Certainly not while he was still gonna be inside you for who knows how long.
“Baby, you good? I’m, uh, I’m sure knotting isn’t effective every time—“
Both you and your husband are shocked by the furious growls that rumbles out of his throat. You instantly go still. He’s never done that to you before. Not out of anger. If you were a werewolf or at least a hybrid you’re sure you would’ve pinned your ears back in submission. Yet his touch on your body is still gentle. Tender. Only confusing you further.
“I’m sorry, my mate, I’m so sorry. It’s just… I realized I hope it is. That it does take,” he tells you slowly, eyes softening as they stare into yours.
Not reacting while you gasp and squirm against him. Both nervous and a bit turned on.
“Really? You wanna do this? I do too,” You say with a slight laugh, a surprising burst of hope bubbling up inside your chest. Your husband flashes you a dazzling fangy smile and nods.
“Yes, yes, of course I do. And I wanna enjoy the process of it even more,” he says, a purr now in his voice and that predatory look back in his eye.
Already you can feel the heat building back up in his body as his knot starts to deflate. Your own excitement for the future with your mate builds and flares up into another wave of arousal. Both of you ready to go again.
With your giggles ringing in the air your husband wraps his claws around your thighs and pushes them up to your chest, putting you in the most lovely mating press. A pose he feels is fitting right now. Leaving your pretty chubby cunt on perfect display. Then with one solid stroke he enters you all over again, prepared to keep going till he knows with absolute confidence that it took.
Request: Can we just continue with portal series? It's perfect
A/N: You can understand the story better if you read part 1 and part 2. Enjoy!
Depraved approach (part 3)
Werewolf x chubby fem!reader || sex toy, sex portal, free use (kinda), knotting, feral sex/rut, squirting, (very light) dirty talk
You are in the middle of a grocery run, almost done and ready to go home. You are tired after all the prepping you do for this month’s full moon. The effects of it started to show on your boyfriend last night, and he insisted on eating you out for three hours before you asked for mercy.
And today, you are expecting some more of that. Hopefully, the full moon effect doesn’t get too bad yet. There’s still a couple of days until it’s due...
But you must have miscalculated the pull of the moon.
Because the second you feel something at the entrance of your pussy, you’re in the middle of a parking lot.
He drives in with one hard thrust, his dick hitting as deep as possible, and going so fast you know it’s not coincidence. That he’s not just teasing you. There’s an edge of need in each thrust, which means the full moon effect must be here earlier than anticipated. Fuck.
You barely make it back to your car, closing the doors behind you and dialing him with trembling fingers as you feel him fuck into you over and over. Fuck, you are about to come and he barely started.
You try to reduce your moaning to a minimum, scared that someone could hear you. The parking lot is pretty deserted, but you never know. “Come on, come on, pick up the phone,” you chant as you feel the telltale sign of him changing angles to hit your G-spot without mercy.
He picks up the phone the moment you let out a whine so lame you’d be embarrassed if not for the way your pussy is clenching. “What?” He barks as you try to re-focus your eyes enough to see in front of you. His voice is strained and you can feel exactly why.
“The full moon-” You start, but your voice breaks when he nails your G-spot again.
“Is here early,” he finishes. You can hear the wet sounds of his dick driving into the portal toy. “Fuck. Yes. I need you so bad.” There’s a hint of feral in his tone, and you are almost drooling already. You love him a bit feral.
But you need to make it home first. “I could be there in ten minutes. I just need… I can’t drive with you fucking me,” you finish after another gush of juices around his dick when he ruts over your G-spot like a professional in pussyology. He knows how to fuck you to have your pussy melting so rapidly...
“I- I need- I need to come first. Please. Please,” he sounds desperate and you can’t deny him when he’s like that.
“Okay. Okay. Fuck.” You moan, his pacing becoming frantic. “Hard and fast, hon. Let me feel you come deep into my pussy. Fuck me hard, knot me so I can get to you and you can have the real thing,” you mumble to the phone, trying to help him away. Not that he needs it. Not with the way he’s fucking into you like a piston.
You can picture him perfectly in your head: his furry body arched as he holds the flashlight between his claws, fucking into it and wishing it was you on top of him, but too desperate to wait. His neck tense as he moans and howls, his wolfy ears twitching above his head when his orgasm approaches...
He’s fucking you relentlessly, and you can’t do anything to endure it and squirm in the car seat, your pussy being filled so well you can’t keep your eyes open. You are biting down on your hand not to scream, when you feel the first telltale sign of a knot expanding at the entrance of your pussy.
You let out a broken moan and he reciprocates with a howl. Your pussy squeezes around the knot inside of you and more juices come gushing out of you. Just like all the other times, you hear a roar over the phone and another orgasm rips through your body.
But this time something is different.
There’s a pleasure inside of you building, something big about to happen. It takes you three more shots of his come and the rut of his knot against your G-spot to realize. But it’s too late. You let out a scream that probably alerts everyone in three blocks of what’s happening. You grab the steering wheel and your hips start to move uncontrollably as you squirt.
You come back into your senses to feel utterly embarrassed and incredibly uncomfortable. Your pants are completely drenched, and you are one second away from mortification. You can still feel his knot inside of you rubbing against your G-spot and sending aftershocks through your body. His come dripping down your pussy and adding to the mess in your ruined panties as you try to catch your breath.
But your werewolf boyfriend, being the asshole he is… “Did you just squirt in public?” He asks with such amusement in his voice you are about to be set on embarrassing flames.
“Shut it,” you tell him, trying to sound harsh but coming out as a broken moan that only makes him laugh harder. “I’ll be there in ten,” you finally say. “And you are cleaning the car,” you add, feeling the way the seat is damp under you already. Disgusting.
His laughter warms your heart even if you pretend it doesn’t. “I’ll clean the car once you squirt over my knot again,” he tells you.
His voice sounds like a promise, and if you hit the gas a bit more than intended… Nobody will know.
werewolf!spouse who has to mount you when he goes into heat. he's so sorry he doesn't want to hurt you or scare you but he's so needy. he just has to fuck your aweet little hole, he can smell you across the house. like your scent, your body is calling to him wirh need. just begging to be used. he'd have to pounce on you as soon as enter the room.
he's pinning you to the closest possible furniture. “i’ll pay for that,” he'd pant, chest heaving with ragged breathes. right before he rips all of your clothes off you, he needs to feel you. needs to see all of you, that belongs to him.
your werewolf!husband is crying out as he fully sheaths himself in your cunt. he's sobbing, apologizing for hurting you, for the lack of prep. usually he was so good at all the little things that come with foreplay. he just can't waste anytime. his claws are digging into the fat of your hips, as he manhandles you like a doll. just a toy to be used for his pleasure.
you can't help the moans falling from your lips as he fucks you dumb. “so good, baby, fuck, your cunt hugs me so good. gonna cum, gonna fill you up, bet you'd love that huh?” he's going insane, just babbling on as he paints your walls with his seed.
Needy Werewolf Husband is going into his rut and is really, reaallllyyyyy trying to get his wife's attention away from the household chores she's insisting on finishing before he can have his way with her...
...
He followed her all around the kitchen as she tidied up, wrapping his arms around her from behind and groping her tits as she cleaned the few dishes in the sink, pinching and teasing her nipples as she sighed and moaned, grinding his hard cock into her soft ass, his breath hot and voice desperate against her ear as he begged her to let him fuck her already.
"Please let me put it in..." he whined, nipping at the shell of her ear lightly in frustration as his swollen, red cock throbbed against her, begging for more attention, for more friction, for more anything; he felt like he was starting to lose his mind.
She had told him to keep humping her ass like a horny little puppy if he couldn't wait, and he really couldn't. He continued fondling her breasts, palming and squeezing them in his massive hands, and she whimpered and mewled, rolling her hips back against his.
"See, you want it too..."
She continued to deny him as she finished wiping and organizing the kitchen counters, his cock dribbling all over her backside as he pumped against her, unable to stop himself. He needed to pin her down, needed to stuff her full of his cock; he could smell her arousal mounting as she ground that perfect little ass back against him, her honeyed scent driving him absolutely wild.
"Just a little longer love, you're being such a good boy," she cooed, scratching him gently under his chin as he made puppy dog eyes at her, eliciting from him a low, humming moan.
He humped her legs while she vacuumed the living room, whimpering and growling as she did her best to ignore him, slowly and methodically making her way across the room as he ground into her, dragging and rubbing his cock against her, staining her clothes with his sticky precum, nipping at the back of her neck and ears, demanding her attention.
"Please, need to fuck you now baby, need to fill you; need to empty my cock into your perfect little pussy and give you a litter of pups..."
"Be a good boy and wait until I'm done cleaning the bedroom, okay?" she had purred, and he whimpered a weak agreement in response.
When they got to the bedroom however, she was helpless against him as he shoved her face first down onto the mattress, ripping apart those pesky little shorts and panties that had been blocking his aching cock, confirming what he already knew from her overwhelming scent that her cunt was already drenched and waiting for him to stretch and fill her.
"I lied," he huffed, mounting her from behind and lining up his dripping cockhead with her pussy, parting her nether lips slowly around him, loving how she moaned into her pillow as he did. "I don't wanna be a good boy; and you were a bad girl, it's not nice to tease a rutting wolf...now you be good, and take my knot," he hilted into her in one hard thrust, feeling her pussy clenching around him; a low, rumbling growling escaping his throat, and a deliciously muffled scream coming from her as he knotted her, forcing every inch of himself into her tight cunt.
He was already so overstimulated, biting down into her shoulder as he came, painting her insides white as he filled her with his thick load, and she cried out as her own orgasm crashed over her, hips bucking and rolling against him, squirting her climax all over his dick and pooling on the bedsheets.
"That's a good girl," his breath was hot against her ear, pushing her hips up slightly to get one clawed hand between her and the mattress, flittering and rubbing his fingers against her swollen clit, loving how she writhed and squirmed beneath him helplessly. "No more chores, no where for you to go, sweet thing stuffed and stuck on my knot...just be a good girl and turn off your brain, and squirt on my dick again, and again, and again while I make you my cum-dumpster..."
She couldn't deny this was exactly what she wanted...she knew her husband better than anyone and knew that denying him was a sure fire way to make sure he took extra time to "punish" her for the time she had wasted keeping him waiting.
Werewolf boyfriend who never lets you take his knot because he doesn’t want you pregnant. Says he’s not ready to be a dad yet. However, he gets feral during the full moon, so he asks you to tie him up and ride him. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but he needs you. He has silver chains and bondage specifically for these nights.
You love when he’s shifted. Strong, muscular body covered in fur. Long, curved teeth that could tear the flesh off your bones. Ears that twitch to listen to every pump of your heart. So, of course, you comply.
After he’s tied up, you watch his cock pulse and precum drip down the shaft. Your cunt clenches with anticipation. Already, he’s whimpering and growling, telling you to hurry and put a condom on him so you can ride him, but you have other plans. Instead, you sink down onto his bare cock, moaning loudly. His hips jolt up, and a low growl mixed with a moan passes his muzzle.
“Baby, fuck, the condom,” he grunts, his eyes rolling back into his head.
You don’t response, panting as you bounce up and down on his cock, finally feeling him bare inside you. You’re whining, moaning, whimpering, bouncing along his entire length. Then you start rubbing your clit as you keep pace, only taking a few minutes before you’re cumming all over his cock.
“Fuck, fuck! You bitch,” he growls, his knot already swelling as he feels you gush around him as your inner walls squeeze him perfectly. “I can’t, I can’t cum inside you.”
But, you ignore him. Drawing another orgasm from yourself, then, you start sinking yourself down on his half inflated knot.
“No! Fuck, fuck baby no,” he moans, his body shuddering under you as he strained against the chains. “We’re not ready… fuck!”
That’s what his mouth is saying, anyway, but as soon as you sink onto his knot, he cums. His hips buck up as you sink onto him, another orgasm making you pulse around him as his knot fully inflates to keep his seed inside of you. The sound of him whimpering and growling as his cum fills you to the point is dripping out around his knot makes you quiver above him. Bracing your hands against his chest.
“I love you. I love you,” you whine, starting to kiss his chest and lower stomach as you rock on his knot, making sure that your boyfriend’s seed takes inside of you, despite his protests.
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