The cure has been found! Wolves on Anikira are recovering from the disease and life is moving forward with the promise of pups in many packs. And yet darkness looms on the horizon, daring the creatures of Anikira to relax and allow themselves to get comfortable once more.
She was living in exile now, all thanks to her good for nothing father. If you would have told her this just a couple years ago that she was destined to get exiled, she would have laughed in your face. This came up out of almost nowhere putting her at a deep disadvantage. Hela used to have Alastair wrapped around her little finger, he would do almost whatever she would ask at the drop of a hat. She was his little girl and nothing could separate them, or at least she thought and she knew exactly who to blame.
Her mother Helena never approved of her or Alastair’s behaviors and often getting on to him on how he needed to put a stop to it. Usually when her mother does that, her father just ignores her but this time he didn’t, she had finally talked him into changing his ways, reassuring him that this was what was best for him and their daughter. Not too long after that, her father had knocked up her mother and now they were the role model parents.
“Fuck that bitch, I don’t need that bitch or my father. He is powerless without me and will soon regret his decisions.”
At least that’s what she hoped would be the case. Hela knew that she was nothing without her father by her side in their attempt to conquer as much as they could but she wouldn’t dare to admit it. In fact she deeply yearned for her father to come after her to say just that because she knows that she won’t be able to carry on the legacy alone but she had to try. Her whole life has been based on carrying on his legacy. If she failed, she wouldn’t have the slightest clue of what to do with her life.
Snow was everywhere. Xerxes could not go anywhere without being away from it. It was certainly coming down more than it had last year. It was piled in large amounts, though some places seemed to have more than others. It was not separated by north or south, but more so where there were less trees. They had carefully trapped the snow in their branches, saving the grounds from being toppled with pounds of frozen snow. It was not annoying, per say, but the winter did bring good news to Xerxes. He had one successful litter last year, "promising" to stay with just one wolf - Tallyn. But that had been a major mistake. He knew that if he found more females to mate with, his children numbers would blossom, and they would be safe from all harm. Poseidon was officially dead, as Xerxes had forced all the blood from his body and stayed there to make sure the bastard took his last breath. It was a pleasure to watch.
After the murder of his son before his very own eyes, he vowed to never allow that to happen again. He didn't know what wolves he would mate with, or at least - make an attempt to, but he hoped that he would be able to forge a home that allowed many females to look after one another, his previous pups, and the new ones. He wanted a family until that was not just comprised of one father and one mother, he wanted more than that.The large male made his way through the ice cold waters, shocking to his skin. The ice water seemed to push his fur away, only touching the skin. But he was more than inspired to make it to lands of Vor'asa. He had been here before, meeting a female wolf who was rather interesting. His orange-red eyes focused on the shores, as the waves rolled over his back and head - trying to pull him under. The ivory wolf was no fool to the harsh waters of the ocean, and he was well skilled in swimming.
When he made it to the shore, he shook his body off. The water splashed into the snow mounds, and he noticed there were some tracks in the snow. Now he knew that the Generals all had a territory that was their own, so he should be careful not to impede too much, but when he smelled the scent of the wolf nearby, he knew he could not just leave it be. He followed the tracks, not caring how long they traveled for. There was a wolf encroaching on the territory that was protected and claimed by his own apprentice. As the Centurion, it was his duty to make sure there was no trouble. Determined to find the wolf in question, his head hung closely to the ground. To the unsuspecting wolf, his white coat would easily blend in with the snow that covered the lands. Xerxes was ready for anything on this day. His pups were old enough to enter the Agoge challenge, so he was not too worried about how long he could take out here.
In the distance, not too far from where he actually was standing, he could see a black silhouette. There was a sound coming from her and it sounded angry, though he did not care. He did not fear any creature, not anymore. The Dire wolf stood to his full height, looking over the female as he tried to see if he could recognize her. But she was new, completely new to him. He was much larger than she and lifted his tail above his back to show the dominance he held over the other. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
The snow was starting to come down at a faster pace than it had been just moments ago. The brightness of the fluffy substance was making it hard for Hela to see much of anything other than what was just a few feet in front of her. The lack of visibility might hinder others but Hela was trained by the best. She knew better than to rely on just one of her five senses. Though sight was one of the most important senses in her opinion, she didn’t need it to survive, she still had four other senses she could rely could easily rely on. That was when her sense of smell kicked in as she picked up a scent of another, a male to be exact. Her first thought was that it was her father coming to retrieve her and apologize for his foolishness. A quick second sniff of the air diminished her hope that it was Alastair coming for her. The male turned out to be one that she did not know of but with being this far away from home, her lack of knowledge of him didn’t surprise her.
When he came closer to her, it was obvious that he would easily tower over her. She had heard the stories of giant wolves walking the lands of Anikira and she had never seen one for herself up until now. His size would intimidate the typical wolf but Hela was not typical and therefore any intimidation tactics he would try on her wouldn’t work, no matter how hard he would try. She almost felt bad for him because the way he started to hold his tail high to exert dominance made his confidence show that she would submit to him just like any other wolf might have done in the past but he was about to be taught a lesson, size wasn’t everything and she wasn’t going to be afraid like he expected her to be. She was taught to fear nothing and though this brute was not like any other she had seen before due to his sheer size, she wasn’t going to let that get to her. Hela was better than that. If she were to submit, she would be doing exactly what her father had done. Before all the events had taken place, she yearned to be exactly like him but today she was going to prove that she was better than him.
“I’m Hela and I’m just passing through, what’s it to you?”
WORDS: 419 TAGS:Xerxes, NOTES: This is going to be fun
Nobody had ever spoken to Xerxes in such a manner. Not ever in his whole life. Poseidon had spoken wrongly towards him, and for that - he had paid. The ivory beast looked over the female. Completely black fur (with little hints of brown), much like Poseidon. An angered growl escaped from his jaws, his tail still held high, showing that he had all the power here. She had nothing. She was a trespasser, one to break the rules. He was enforcer of the rules, and there had been a lot of built up anger within himself over the past few months. He stepped closer to her. "Submit, bitch. I will not ask you again." She dared to look him in the eyes. If he closed his eyes for one second, he could see her as Poseidon with those blue eyes. He could see the snide look upon his features. He felt as though he was being brought back in time and every single wrong thing to happen to him had come to the foregrounds of his mind.
Jowls pulled back to expose the full length of his fangs. His face was only inches away from hers. His eyes were open, but all he could see was red. He pushed himself close to her, wrapping his teeth around the back of her neck. He held onto her tight, lifting her small body off the ground and slamming her down onto the ground. He knew he had done it rather quickly, faster than he had ever taken down another opponent, but this was not a fight and she was probably not waiting for him to act in this way. Xerxes held his fangs around her neck, he bit harder - the longest teeth just piercing her flesh and allowing a little bit of blood to trickle out. It was warm, much nicer than the cold of winter, of the ice and snow. The ivory beast looked down to her, finally releasing her neck as a paw took place of the jaws.
His paw pressed a good portion of his weight into the neck. He had her pinned down, and try as she might - she could try and attack him back. In fact, he wished it to happen. He thought about Tallyn, how she was carrying his young and had made an attempt to flee from Kairos. He wished he could have snapped her neck then and there - but then his young would have never been born. He was patient with her, and honestly, he thought about killing her once the pups no longer needed her for sustenance. He wanted her to fight back, and he wanted to make her suffer. This was his home, she was intruding and it would not go unpunished. "Go ahead, Hela. Try me." His words challenged her, deep and dark. He wanted her to struggle and even more so, he wanted to harm her. She should be careful, however. If he got too worked up, he might just end her life as he had done with Poseidon.
Her words had made him snap, that is exactly what she wanted to happen. Hela could tell that he wanted nothing more for her to fear him and submit to him. If he was in search of a female to do just that, he had found the wrong she wolf. This wasn’t the first, second, or third time that a larger male had tried to do the exact thing to her. Though this brute was quite a bit larger than any other male, the worst he could do is kill her faster than the other brutes could have. The funny thing was, was that Hela didn’t fear death so she would welcome death with open arms if it came to that. She would not tell the male this for she wanted to let him have some fun. It was obvious that something else was bothering him so she was sure it wouldn’t take much more to set him off.
“You know, that is exactly what my father told me when he sent me into exile. You will have to do better than that,” she said taunting him.
She wanted to know how far she could push him before he would snap completely and it didn’t seem to take much because before she knew it, she was on the ground and his jaws were snuggly around her neck. He had overpowered her in just moments, Hela wouldn’t dare to deny that and would be foolish to say that she would be able to take him on for he was far too big and none of the extensive training she had would have prepared her for this. Hela was inches to death now for one of the brute’s sharp fangs pierced her skin, causing her to let out a brief yelp out of instinct. She was in pain, there was no denying it but she wasn’t going to let it consume her just yet. Even though she started to feel the warm, red fluid flow out from her puncture wound, she wasn’t done yet.
His taunt to her made her smirk. They both knew that any attempt she made would be hopeless but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to try. She knew better than to just lay there helpless. That would mean that her entire life up till now would have been meaningless since she was taught to never go out without a fight. Though she hated her father, she was thankful for what he taught her and she would always follow it. She took a quick scan at the brute’s body that was on top of her. He made a mistake and left his good unprotected. Hela knew that he would be able to block her attack in time but and injury to the area surrounding it would be good enough. When the opportunity allowed it, she threw her head in the direction of his testices, baring her fangs. Just as she thought, he was able to deflect it but she was still able to lay a hit on his side, biting down as hard as she could, just puncturing his skin enough to make him bleed.
“Go ahead, do it. Kill me.”
WORDS: 533 TAGS:Xerxes, NOTES: God she is such a bitch
This female was far different than any he had come across. All the slaves had been just that - slaves. Once Tallyn had the courage to stand up to him, she would never have attacked him or anything close to it. Xerxes wished that Tallyn would have been brave enough to try something. The male held her down, not thinking of the possibilities she might try to attack on him. he was not thinking of his groin. He was not thinking that after this female had been lifted off the ground and slammed back onto her side, that she would even make such an attempt. But she did. Luckily he was able to protect himself. She taunted him right back. He snarled as he reached back to her neck, now that she was attached to his side.
Large jaws wrapped around the small female's neck. He pulled her off of him, her teeth raked across his side, spilling his blood on the snow. Little dots of pink and red scattered the ground, some hers - some his. He bit her harder, allowing his Dire teeth to rip into her flesh. He could throw her around like a rag doll, and yet he did not wish to throw her on the ground again. The large male could feel the sting of pain in his side. She didn't want to listen to him, didn't want to obey him. He would make her. There was something about rage that was closely linked to lust. Being this close to her, he could smell that she was ripe with her heat. She was tough, he would give her that, and he wanted to make sure that his reproductive areas would stay intact. The best way to do so would be to fill her.
Standing up straight, he forced her to stand up as well. He held her in place, her scruff in his maw. He held onto her tightly. He wrapped his forelegs around her waist. He pulled her closer to him. Releasing her scruff for a moment, he leaned to her ear and whispered, "I enjoy your fire, I hope you will like mine." At the end of his words, they turned to a snarl. He moved his fangs to grab hold of her scruff again. His forelegs spread her legs wider. He could feel the blood rushing in-between his legs. He was growing aroused from this. Was it from the blood? The fight? A female finally worthy of his attention? He was not sure, but as he rubbed himself against her heat, he wanted more of her. He wanted to feel her wrap around his member.
It was almost as if she could toy with him, make him do what she wanted without him realizing it. Anytime he would challenge her, she would challenge him back. Alastair had taught her this tactic and it turned out to be one of the best ones that he had taught her. It worked perfectly with wolves who wanted to be in control, willing to do whatever it would take to do so and this male fitted this description perfectly. He also wasn’t the first male she had met that had the same ambitions and he probably wouldn’t be the last if she were to survive this encounter. At this point her survival was up in the air for the male became more aggressive with each taunt she threw at him. Giving her short time with the male, she knew that he was capable of being much more aggressive than he already was and she was going to do whatever she could to continue to push him further. It was obvious that she was the first female that had challenged his authority and she was going to continue to do so until her last breath.
A smirk grew across across her face as her most recent taunt and her attack on him sent him into a further aggression and she soon found herself almost glued to his side, holding Hela as close to him as possible as his fangs continued to pierce into the skin on her neck, causing her to become immobile making her aware that any sudden movement would cause him to snap her neck, killing her instantly whether he meant to or not. It was too early for her to give in to her demise for she wanted to see how much further he would go until he finally snap her neck ending her short yet very eventful life. Every fight before this one had prepared her for this moment and she was going to make it last as long as possible, not matter what happened.
The brute soon overpowered her once more as he began to mount her. This she wasn’t expecting for Hela thought that the male would continue to attack her until he left her bleeding out but instead he decided he was going to have his way with her in another way, he was going to force himself inside of her so he could spread his seed into her. As he prepared to do so, he grabbed her neck even harder, his teeth sinking further down into her skin, causing even more blood to gush out. Before inserting his dick into her, he made sure to respond to her previous taunt with another one. Though his forcefulness was starting to cause her pain, she made damn sure that she could continue challenging him. Though he was taking over her body, he wasn’t going to take over her mentally.
“Maybe, I’m into that sort of thing. Show me your best, brute,” she was able to get out before she felt him entering her.
WORDS: 509 TAGS:Xerxes, NOTES: Damn I kind of love these two
Keeping her in position, Xerxes forced himself to enter her. His teeth held onto her flesh and fur, daring to bite harder and give her more pain should she show any signs of struggle. Already he was rather enjoying himself. All of the worries and stresses of his life had been built up and rested on his shoulders. He was forced to care for his young alone. He was forced to kill the bastard wolf who killed his smallest son. He still had his duties to the pack, though those were not a burden.
Instead of answering her, he snarled and bit her flesh harder. With each pump of his hips, he slammed his member deeper and deeper into her cavern. He could feel how tight she was around him, and he closed his eyes in pleasure. This was a break from his reality - though it was more real than anything he had felt before. It was carnal, it was savage. Xerxes was enjoying himself quite well.
He was growing inside of her, and her walls were closing in on him. He could feel the moisture surrounding his throbbing muscle. The climax was coming and though he knew it to be a good sensation, he wanted her to suffer. He released her scruff, allowing her the chance to struggle if she wanted to. If she tried to flee from him, he would capture her with ease, but he really wanted to see how she was taking his actions against her rump. Every so often, she was so wet that he slipped out of her cavern. He would always force himself back into her with such gusto. He enjoyed it very much. In and out, every now and then it would poke at her asshole, though he would never force it into the rear end on purpose.
His forelegs held her in place, but there was still a way that she could escape. It would be far more painful for her if she succeeded.
Each thrust into her became a little more painful than the last. Part of it was probably due to the fact that she was a virgin. Hela had been sexually mature in time for last breeding season but she had no interest in it at the time. All she had been interested in during that time was expanding her dad’s empire as far as they could. They had been able to at least nearly double their kingdom within the short two years she had been alive. If Alastair wouldn’t have exiled her, they could have been well on their way of tripling their size. Neither her or her father would live to see that day though. Without Hela, Alastair wouldn’t be able to do even a fraction of that and vice versa. With her entire life so far being all about her taking her father’s position at some point and following his footsteps, she never had a back up plan and that realization hit her hard. She didn’t know what she was going to do for her life now or did she?
The feeling of Xerxes’s membrane starting to swell snapped her back into reality. He was about to climax and she could tell that something was starting to go on on her end as well. Since she was a virgin and she would never admit it unless she were to be directly asked, she didn’t know what an orgasm would feel like nor did she know what to except. As the tingling sensation in her area grew so did her urge to moan out in pleasure. She had never felt such an amazing sensation in her life and it was become even harder to contain herself. Just before she was about to verbally show how much she was actually enjoying this, she bit her tongue. Hela didn’t want Xerxes to know that she was enjoying it, even though she could feel the intentional pain he was trying to cause her. He wanted this to cause her nothing but pain, or at least that was the vibe that he was giving off. Hela didn’t want to ruin that in fear that if she did, he would no longer have any interest in her.
Hela wasn’t the one to typically care about whether one were to be interested in her or not but with Xerxes, it was different. He was power hungry just like she was and Hela could see him being able to take her dad’s place in the sense of having a partner to help build an empire. Since the predominantly ebony female had just met the ivory Dire brute, she wasn’t sure if he already had an empire of his own or if he was helping build up one just like she had been doing. Whichever it was, it would work for Hela for she knew that just after their short time of meeting that Xerxes would be able to get her where she wants to be and she would be able to get him to places he’s never even imagined. It was then that Hela could feel Xerxes grip loosen up some, just enough to allow her to bolt if she were to want to but she didn’t and wouldn’t admit it. “Is that all you got? You’re far from sending me screaming in fear with my tail tucked in between my legs like those other bitches probably did when you tried to pull the same tricks on them.”
No matter what he did, she did not really react. He was angered by this. He wanted her to scream, to cry, to beg him to stop. But instead he heard her taunts back to him. That sent fire into his belly, which in turn - forced his forelegs to clench tighter on the female's waist. He pulled her as close as he possibly could, bit down hard on the scruff of her neck, and forced himself harder against her than he had before. If she wanted to get out of this one, she would have to fight him. His teeth were in good form, ready for any bucking or thrashing she might try to resist with. Xerxes held onto her tightly, and he could feel his climax growing.
With each and every thrust, he knew that the time for this would come to an end. It didn't matter anymore if she cried or screamed. He was in it for himself now. His bulge was growing and swelling tightly snug between her walls. More and more blood rushed to his lower region, and finally he exploded. His cum painted the interior of her walls, her birthing canal. He was so large that he could not pull out from her, and he knew it would take time for the swelling to ease down to a normal size. He could have released her neck, he could have relaxed his forelegs, but he decided not to do either. He held onto her, not letting up - even as his member started to revert back to it's flaccid state. It would take more time to be able to dismount properly. The last thing he wanted was to hurt himself from this mating. She thought that this act was going to make it where she would be able to flee. He laughed - almost. Not a single sound came out of his muzzle, but he chuckled.
"You're a tough bitch.... but you are not going anywhere.." Finally he was able to dismount her. But he made sure to stand close. If she tried to run, he would grab her for sure and pin her to the ground. He could really hurt her, make more than just small piercings in her flesh with his Dire fangs. "You are mine now, and if you try to leave me - I will hunt you down and I will kill you." His words were stern, and his tone was deep. He looked her in the eyes, not breaking the contact. He hoped that this would be the start to his new life - a chance to get fresh life into the pack that were of his own blood.
The male continued to react to the words she said to him to taunt him. She could tell by how every time she taunted him, he would become more and more rough with his thrusts and his grip on her with his teeth would grow tighter. It was getting to the point where the pain was almost unbearable but she continued to make sure that no noises of discomfort or even pleasure escaped her maw. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction that he wanted. It seemed like he craved for her to struggle or show signs of being in pain. Her father taught her better though so it would take more for this brute to break her spirit and even if it got to that point she would fight it as hard as possible. Her father always told her that showing weakness wasn’t an option, that she would have to tough out whatever it was and even though she despised her father, she didn’t want to let him down.
With Hela being a virgin and not knowing what to expect, she was honestly surprised that the males penis continued to swell. It seemed as if it had been doing so for quite time now so how much more could it swell before it bursted out with his seed? Since he had yet to plant her seed into her, she still had a chance to try and escape but what the male didn’t know was that Hela was actually fine with all of this which is why she had yet to try and break free. Sure she threw taunts at him but that was only to toy with him and see how far she could push him. This male had fire inside him and was obviously strong and this was exactly what Hela was looking for, someone she could run alongside with in hopes of being able to reach her dream of conquering even more wolves. It was highly possible that she wouldn’t reach this dream since she knew little about this male but she was going to enjoy the ride as long as she could before he grew bored of her.
Moments later, the ebony female felt something squirt inside her and it honestly caught her by surprise since it happened so fast and at first she didn’t realize what had happened. Seconds later though, she realized that the male had finally reached his climax and released his seed into her. Even though he was finished now, he still kept a tight grip on her with his teeth and his haunches and his penis was still inside her even though it was currently doing nothing. After a few moments had passed though, he finally dismounted her but made sure to still stand as close to her as possible. This would be her chance to run now if he wanted to since she was no longer immobilized by his weight but given the fact that she was okay with everything that was happening, she continued to stay in place. It was then that he spoke once more saying that she was his now, exactly what she wanted and then threatened to kill her if she were to ever run from him which she had no intention of doing anytime soon.
“Your threats mean nothing to me brute. I don’t fear death, I openly welcome it so you will have to try harder to truly frighten me.”
WORDS: 577 TAGS:Xerxes, NOTES: So I realized that he never gave her his name so I apologize for using it in the last post. The end!
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