Chapter 11 - Mate

It had been a couple days since the incident with Sypha and Dakota being the object of Jezebel's machinations. They hadn't spoken about it again or brought it up, but they were both certainly still thinking about it. Dakota could practically smell the tension in the air. It was radiating off of Sypha like smoke. She would often catch Sypha staring at the tattoo on the wolf girl's hip that was the root cause of the whole debacle and would then ask Sypha if she was okay, but the blonde woman would just shrug it off and they would go back to silence. Even Dakota's profuse and frequent apologies for what had happened didn't seem to shake the ice between them. She didn't know what to do. As they sat in bed that night in silence, she caught Sypha staring at the magic circle mark yet again.

"Sypha, I'm sorry!" she pleaded, her ears drooping. "I didn't mean for that to happen! Jezebel was the one that forced your head down, not me! Please just ignore the stupid tattoo. I swear it won't happen again."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"…what?"

"Did you enjoy it?" Sypha repeated, looking up at her werewolf companion.

"That doesn't matter."

"Please answer the question, Dakota."

"Well…" she hesitated. "Yes, I did, but that's not important. I won't be doing it ever again. Promise!"

Another bout of silence stretched between them, Dakota's tail flicking nervously.

"Do you want to try using it again?"

That shot Dakota's slumped ears right up to attention and she turned to stare at Sypha.

"Excuse me?" she asked, certain she had heard wrong.

"Do you want to try it out again?" Sypha mumbled, blushing. "To fuck me this time."

She had heard correctly. What the heck was going on? Taking a second to investigate, her nose twitched as she sniffed the air and her senses scoured over Sypha. She had been…wrong?! The hot, emotional energy that she had read coming off of the human was not, in fact, anger. It was lust. She was horny. Caught up in her own self-deprecation, she had totally misread Sypha and assumed that she would be upset and distrustful with her. Now that she wasn't thinking like that, it was so plainly obvious to her that the blonde girl was just horny, but too embarrassed to bring it up on her own until now.

"You really want to?" Dakota asked, trying to contain her excitement. "You know it's pretty big. It won't be easy."

"Well, you will need to…warm me up." Sypha said, softly. "With your mouth."

Dakota could feel her natural, predatory hunger creeping in, and she smiled at that.

"It would be my honor." She purred.

Eagerly taking charge, the werewolf crawled across the large bed and pushed Sypha gently down to her back. Straddling one of her legs, Dakota's face followed Sypha's down and their lips met in a kiss. Dakota was the main aggressor in the lip lock, hungrily mashing her mouth against the human's and gently chewing on the girl's lips, playfully. Sypha returned the kiss with a bit less aggression, although her hands did come up off the bed to wrap around the werewolf's back and feel her muscular, athletic form on top of her.

Adding her own paws to the mix, Dakota slid her way up Sypha's sides until she was at the girl's ribcage. It was easy work finding the strings holding the blonde's bikini top together and she pulled them loose, letting the skimpy covering fall aside, discarded. Making the trip south, she did the same with the bikini bottoms, slipping them off and tossing them out of the way.

Breaking the kiss off, she giggled at the flushed appearance of her companion, who was now breathing hard, and started to slide her way down Sypha's body. Moving slowly, she took it inch by inch, laying kisses along the girl's skin as she went. On her chin, her neck, her collarbone. When she reached the girl's perky breasts, she gently bit her nipples, her sharp teeth digging into the sensitive skin and making Sypha cry out and whimper, although not entirely due to pain. Continuing her trail of kisses down Sypha's ribcage and stomach, following the natural V of her body, Dakota eventually arrived at the real prize and pressed the final kiss to the blonde's pussy. Her work had been successful. The human woman was already hot and panting from the wolf girl's ministrations, and Dakota hadn't even begun yet.

Letting her next kiss on Sypha's lower lips turn into the real deal, she allowed her tongue to slither out of her mouth and flick across her pussy, reveling in the yelp that came from above. Using her agile appendage, she slowly and deliberately traced around the outside of Sypha's pussy, refusing to dig into the more sensitive bits until she felt the woman trembling and whining with need. It happened sooner rather than later, and the girl was soon desperate to feel that tongue on her clit again.

"Please, Dakota…" she whimpered.

A thrill going through the wolf girl at the sound of unrestrained lust clouding the modest woman's voice, she happily relented and finished the next circle off by going right up the middle, her broad tongue catching every sensitive part and sending a shuddering gasp through Sypha. Grinning, Dakota finally started to perform for real. Her talented tongue swirled and caressed all over the blonde while her lips kissed, and her teeth ever so gently bit on the inner thighs. The combination of all these sensations taking place had Sypha shivering in no time at all, and her hands subconsciously found their way to Dakota's head, her fingers tangling in the werewolf's hair.

Letting loose a moan of her own as her partner's fingers ran over her sensitive ears, Dakota dove in with a vigor, pressing her slippery tongue up into Sypha's pussy. Sypha knew she would never get tired of the way that werewolf tongue felt inside of her. It was so positively divine, the way it shifted and moved inside of her, reaching up further than any human tongue would ever be able to. It was also so much wider and more dexterous than a human tongue and could hit every spot inside of her that made her yip in pleasure. Add in the fact that it was attached to a creature that was adept at reading her body language and judge where and how to lick, and Sypha stood no chance against it. She was cumming within minutes. Recognizing the flood of juices and the contractions around her tongue, Dakota giggled and pushed her tongue straight into Sypha's G-spot, sending a jerking spasm through the girl and making her scream.

Giving Sypha a break from the action, Dakota rose to her knees and her fingers hovered over the mark on her hip. Truthfully, she had been thinking about this almost constantly since the incident. It had felt so incredible and been so much fun underneath the rage she felt for Jezebel. Every time she glimpsed the black tattoo on her skin, her libido had risen inside of her, and she had felt the urge to use that magic once again to make love to Sypha. But she had restrained herself and ignored it. Until now. Now, she didn't have to hold back that urge and she funneled her mana into the tattoo.

Instantly, she felt the same rush of icy reaction rush through her veins and fell to her hands and knees in a gasp. It only took a few seconds for the spell to take its course, though. When she opened her eyes and glanced down, she was sporting the familiar thirteen-inch canine cock. It was standing at full attention and throbbing, clearly upset with her for having neglected it for two and a half full days. Sensitive to the touch, she moaned as she wrapped her hand around it and gave it a gentle stroke, a tiny dribble of clear pre-cum emerging from the tip.

Opting for a new pose that would allow her to continue her work prepping Sypha for that beast while also satisfying some of her need for stimulation, Dakota crawled up next to Sypha's prone form and swung a leg over the girl's face, straddling her in a sixty-nine position. Helping the blonde to take the initiative, she angled her cock towards the girl's lips and inserted the tip in her mouth, a tremor running through her when Sypha latched around it and started to suck. Now she was ready to get back to work, if only slightly distracted by the oral cavity she was ensconced in.

Her large bust provided a bit of a roadblock, pressing against Sypha's belly tightly and keeping Dakota propped up quite a bit, as did their height difference, the werewolf being a good clip taller than the human woman. Dakota was able to work around these stumbling points by forcibly squishing her breasts down and out to the sides of Sypha's slim waist, her boobs spilling out quite a way, and arching her back to bring her face flush with the girl's crotch once again. Then, it was all business. She had a lot of work to do to get this hole ready to accept her and she didn't mess around one bit, immediately diving in eagerly. Her tongue slurped and licked while her chin rubbed and teased Sypha's clit, bring the girl back to a squirming, squealing mess once again.

A bit disappointed by the neglect her erection was getting due to Sypha being heavily distracted by what she was doing down there, Dakota added her own support to the operation. Her hips began a gentle, grinding roll that pistoned her dick in and out of Sypha's mouth. That got the blonde's attention back to what she was supposed to be doing and she started to suck on the wolf girl again, but Dakota kept up the timid thrusting. It just felt right to be pumping into something with that monster. It was like her subconscious was wired to want to fuck while she had it.

And so, she did. Her shapely hips continued to drop slightly, building with vigor. She still maintained a proper state of mind to keep from forcing her way down Sypha's slender throat, though. The last thing she wanted was a repeat of last time and to end up hurting her human companion. She did draw a few subdued gags from Sypha on the occasions that she delved a bit deeper into her mouth and struck the back of her throat, but other than that, it was a far chunk removed from the brutal knotting that had taken place previously.

Meanwhile, Sypha was becoming less and less a participant once again, and more of a recipient. She was still entirely unused to this kind of pleasure, and it was taking over her brain piece by piece. Soon enough, that was true at her top as well as her bottom. Her mouth was passively taking the cursory pumping and her pussy was taking the energetic tongue lashing. The wolf girl was just too good at what she was doing and Sypha couldn't keep up with it. All she could do was grasp tightly to Dakota's beautiful waist and revel in everything being done to her.

Unsurprisingly to either one of them, Sypha was soon reaching a second climax. This one was even more momentous than the first and her thighs came up on either side of Dakota's head, clamping her tightly to her groin as muffled shrieks floated up around the werewolf's hips. Dakota eventually had to be the one to act, prying her head clear and sitting up, accidentally shoving a couple inches into Sypha's throat in the process.

"Oops, sorry!" she apologized, feeling the reflexively slapping hand against her muscular thigh.

She hurriedly climbed off of Sypha and removed the blockage from the girl's windpipe, letting her gasp noisily in the remaining seconds of her orgasm.

Dakota was pretty sure that Sypha was ready now and she crawled to the long-awaited position between the girl's legs, her cock resting heavily on her pussy and trim belly, foreshadowing just how deep this thing was going to end up inside of her. Just looking at the drooling tip nearly brushing her tits sent a chill through Sypha's already trembling body. It was scary, but there was no backing out now and Dakota was already dragging her erection back and putting it in place.

"W-wait!" Sypha gasped. "Be sure to pull out. I do not want to get pregnant."

"Awww." Dakota sweetly joked, prodding her length at Sypha's tiny opening. "You don't want to have some puppies? That would be so cute, though!"

"Nnnno" Sypha whimpered, already feeling the pointed tip spreading her cunt.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure, sweetie." Dakota promised.

"And go slow?"

"I'll try." Was all the wolf girl could guarantee. "At first, at least."

And then she was going in. She did keep that promise and moved exceedingly slow on her first descent into Sypha's depths. That was by both design and by necessity. True, she was intending to go very carefully and allow the young human to get accustomed to her incredible girth but also, she was so tight, that Dakota had some difficulty just getting in. Even with how thorough she had been getting Sypha hot and dripping, which she was, the extreme mismatch between the size of the key and the keyhole being joined together was extraordinary and was felt by both women. For Dakota, it felt unlike any earthly pleasure she had ever received. The way Sypha's walls stretched and formed around her was incredible. It was like she was forcing her way through a hole in a velvet coat, and she couldn't help but let out a long, low groan of pleasure.

For Sypha, the sensations were even more overwhelming. She was experiencing the peak of both discomfort and pleasure. On one hand, she was being fed the largest tool she had ever received. Of course, she had only ever had fingers in her pussy before, so the bar wasn't very high to begin with. But that only magnified the intense nature of Dakota's cock bulldozing through her untouched depths. The stretching force associated with it was unreal and she felt like she was going to be ripped in half. The only saving grave was that the tapered tip of Dakota's canine erection proved far easier for insertion than the more blunted, human-esque cocks that Jezebel and Mordall had.

At the same time, though, the pleasure was undeniable. Spikes of electric pleasure were radiating through her constantly, like lightning splitting the night sky. Unlike the preposterous impalement she had gotten from Jezebel raping her ass, her pussy was shooting more than enough stimulation to her brain to offset any discomfort associated with the monstrous rod sliding into her. Her cries of pleasure were already filling the whole room and she was gripping the sheets tightly in her small hands. Her knuckles were turning white and her fingers cramping up, but she didn't care one bit. There was no capacity in her psyche for her to care about something like that right now. Not when she was being split in two like this.

Encountering a sudden stopping point about three quarters of the way in, Dakota realized that she had reached Sypha's cervix. Fortunately for her, though, that pointed tip on her cock was ideal for getting through it and she put more pressure behind her thrust. A quick release that left the wolf girl accidentally ramming an additional inch in, and she was past the human's cervix and in her womb. Sypha's eyes went as wide as dinner plates, and she let out an uncontrolled scream as her innermost depths were entered. She could see the clear bulge being formed by Dakota's gargantuan pole trailing its way through her.

Dakota was right there, though, swooping in with a kiss to muzzle the girl's screech and try to take the blonde's mind off the burst of pain she had just encountered and get her to refocus on the pleasure instead. It kind of worked but time was clearly the more important factor, Sypha eventually becoming used to the unnaturally deep penetration as the discomfort faded away, leaving a fog of unadulterated sensation clouding her thoughts. After a good two, tense minutes of waiting, Dakota was convinced that her human was okay, and she could proceed. Resuming her thrust, she carried on working her way past the barrier that was Sypha's cervix and continued to plunder her womb.

After an eternity of steady, measured forward progress, Dakota's bulbous knot finally connected with Sypha's cunt. By now, there was a clear and obscene protrusion going from Sypha's entrance up to her ribcage, denoting just how deep she was being fucked. However, Sypha was not quite sane enough in the moment to really comprehend the visual it provided. Dakota, on the other hand, very much was and found the sight of the bulge she was creating to be incredibly fucking hot. Every time she moved or shifted even a little bit, the bulge moved with her. She could literally see her cock moving beneath Sypha's stretched skin and it was stoking the fire of her lust ever hotter. Every muscle in her body was tensed and rearing to start going to pound town, but she managed to keep her instincts in check.

"Can I go faster now?" Dakota asked, breathlessly.

Sypha, not really paying attention to what was being asked, just nodded. She found out pretty quick when Dakota started to fuck her. Still keeping a strangle-hold on her desire, Dakota started out pretty tame, just sliding her length in and out of Sypha. Given the extreme depth of her full length thrust, though, it didn't matter much how fast it was, it was still more than Sypha's tiny pussy could handle, and she was soon cumming her brains out all over again. This time, she had the added benefit of a fat cock plumbing her womb to add to the scrambling factor being done on her consciousness, and her orgasm was largely silent, her breath caught in her chest and her eyes going crossed.

Hissing and groaning at the increased tightness and convulsions of the hole she was fucking, Dakota took a brief pause to gently slap some sense back into her pet and make sure she was able to properly breathe again before getting back to sating her hunger by driving her dick back into Sypha. Gasping in a chest full of oxygen, the girl tried to look at where she and the werewolf were meeting at their hips, but her vision was swimming too much for her to focus. In the end, she just had to close her eyes and let Dakota do all the work, the loss of her vision heightening all her other senses even more and causing an uptick in her cries of ecstasy.

Time seemed to meld into itself for her. There was no way she could possibly keep track of how long they had been going. Dakota had been progressively speeding up as they went along, but that didn't help at all with any indication, but rather just fucked all the thoughts from her brain as she tried to string them together. They could have been there for a few minutes or a few days now, for all she knew. She couldn't even keep track of her orgasms anymore. She remembered at least three…maybe…but it almost felt like she constantly was climaxing or was at least on the verge of it. Then, every ten or so deep pumps from Dakota would send her over the cliff and leave her screaming. Was that ten now? No…twenty? She had no idea.

Dakota had a bit better grasp on things and knew that the number was actually six or seven that she had felt. They had been going for about half an hour and she would periodically feel Sypha's cunt clench up like a vice around her, her walls quivering uncontrollably as the girl gurgled and panted in her delirium. The wolf girl could feel her animal side taking over her. She had completely abandoned the plea from Sypha to go slow and was now hammering her cock into the little blonde with no regard to speed regulation. Her hips were a blur of movement and the only thing in the forefront of her mind was the need to fuck, regardless of anything else. No half-hearted promise to go slow was going to stop her now. She would just have to hope that Sypha would forgive her for that whenever she got her sanity back.

Unavoidably, when faced with a novice wielding a cock, a mistake finally occurred. In the midst of her rapid fucking of Sypha in an effort to reach her own peak, Dakota unintentionally delivered a stroke a bit too hard. With a shrill shriek and a suddenly snug sensation, the wolf girl's knot was stuffed into the human's pussy. Just like that, she was stuck. Upon feeling the hot, taut surroundings, her knot immediately swelled up even further, totally locking the two of them together. Dakota hadn't even realized what had happened and tried to pull her hips back to keep ravaging her companion but ended up dragging the girl back with her. Glancing down between them, her eyes went wide as she realized what had happened.

As soon as the knot went in, Sypha came again, her mouth open in a soundless howl. The huge protrusion as the base of the werewolf's cock was now putting immense pressure on her G-spot and ripping a string of sharp, piercing orgasms from the girl with no remorse. All that clenching and sporadic tightening was doing a number on Dakota's stamina, wearing her down as the wolf girl tried repeatedly to tug and dislodge herself from the unrelenting hole she was caught in, to no avail. Just like when she had tied with Sypha's mouth, once she was in, there was no getting out. They were both in this for the long haul now, the long haul being much more of a short haul with the way that Dakota's finish was clawing its way to the surface.

In a brief respite from her continued peaks and valleys, Sypha was gifted a tiny moment of relevant clarity. Her gaze falling between them, she saw that something was missing. Dakota's knot was no longer present. Instead, there was just a rounded bulge at the base of the distension in her belly that let her know exactly where the knot had gone and informed her of the cause of the ridiculous stretching she was enduring. Her mind racing, she looked up into the nervous eyes of Dakota, who had collapsed down on top of her, her long, silvery hair forming a canopy around their heads.

"My bad, Sypha." She panted.

And then it hit her like a freight train. Letting loose a loud howl befitting her lupine nature, Dakota erupted into the human girl she was tied to. An unending stream of epic proportions spewed directly into the blonde's fertile womb and her cock swelled even more, forcing Sypha into another massive climax of her own, the two of their cries melding together in a symphony of desire. Abandoning any restraint, Dakota leaned into the pleasure and embraced the climax wholeheartedly. A growl rumbling in her throat, her arms latched around Sypha and pinned the girl against her as her orgasm continued to flow profusely. She could feel Sypha's belly growing in between them as the pressure mounted. With nowhere to go, the entry totally and unquestionably plugged by the immense knot blocking the way, it was all forced directly into her womb, making it bloat and expand to contain the ceaseless flow.

It took a full five minutes for the werewolf's climax to slow. Even after it was over, her cock continued to spurt occasional gouts of cum into Sypha, each one accompanied by a growl of pleasure from the beautiful woman on top. Her knot stayed swollen for an additional twenty minutes to ensure that her bitch stayed tied and that the jizz did its intended purpose inside of her. Even when her knot had shrunk enough that she could have attempted to pull it free, Dakota remained embedded in the human until the magic cut off ten or so minutes later, her dick disappearing from existence. The expected torrent of cum didn't flood out, however, as Sypha's cervix closed up in Dakota's absence, leaving the gallons of extremely potent and virile werewolf semen locked away in her fertile depths for the time being.

They had both caught their breath by now, but Sypha was clearly still a bit out of it. Her eyes were glazed over and wandering in her skull, sometimes going crossed, sometimes rolling up entirely. The only thing she was capable of doing was just to absentmindedly rub her extremely swollen belly. Dakota, taken by the adorably dumb look on Sypha's face, laid down next to the girl and wrapped herself around her, careful not to put any pressure on her bulging midsection. As she pressed gentle kisses to the human's face and lips, a psychological reaction was taking place in her brain. Now that she had tied with and undoubtedly impregnated the young, blonde human, it was official. Sypha was now her mate, and she was going to protect her with every ounce of strength she had.