heart of darkness (Closed ~ TirithIre ~)

[katalynn]

There she was taking her nightly walks, her favorite burgundy cloak flowing in the wind followed by thigh long, copper hair as she walked. Walking to her nightly spot through the park and down many trails towards the water side. These trails were almost pitch black, yet she seemed to know them well and without falter moves down them. Her slender form seemed to float as she moved, long blood lust hair sends waves into the wind. Just by looking at her, one would think she was just another goth chick. Yet, those that know her, know she is just as simple as the next person. Didn't wear make-up like most goths do, nor had all the drastic clothing. Mostly just wore her black clothes and cloak.

Katalynn was into old traditions, pagan, even a bit of shaman beliefs. It gave her something more to believe in other than the typical religions. Katalynn was a bit of a loner, always has been since childhood. It was difficult to get along with most people she met. This most likely came from being the only child and raised by parents that kept to themselves also. As she got older she always thought of herself as a 'lone wolf' of sorts. Like tonight for instance, it is her 24th birthday and she is celebrating it out here, alone. She also knows she doesn't belong in this world, it never felt right to her. In the end, she was stuck living this life. Despite having a day job being a cashier, which she hated with a passion, she tends to stay out here all hours of the night. Katalynn does like the daytime, though rain and snow were her favorite days. And yet, at the same time, it was always to busy for her taste.

She could feel that something was different about this night. The winds seemed to be restless, more so than normal. Unable to place the feeling of something watching her, following her from within the shadows. Katalynn has had this feeling since she's left work, it followed her home. Then the feeling crept up again shortly after leaving for this walk. Her hazel eyes kept looking slowly around, trying to catch anything that was out of place. Trying not making it obvious that she was looking. Finding nothing right away Katalynn pressed on. Never really felt much fear, always feeling safer at night for some reason. Also kept a dagger within her sleeve just in case something ever was to happen. Fighting off this feeling, a smile crossed her lips when she approached the waters edge..

This night was one of her favorite nights, it was warm with the wind blowing through her copper hair, freeing all her thoughts. Moon was full with its rays looking down onto her, as if it was worshiping her beauty. Waves crashed against the rocks, blocking out almost all sounds from around her, waves caused a trance like sound. A beautiful sound that she relished every night. Cept this night, something disrupted the oceans music, footsteps from behind seemed to have followed her. Held her spot as if there was nothing there, pretending to not notice. Closing her eyes to hear where the foot steps were coming from and going to, they were only getting closer. Suddenly they stopped right behind her, from here she was able to hear the breathing. The air gave off a scent that told her it was a male, so far he posed no threat. Was just standing there, silently behind her.

Still, Katalynn held her ground, facing the water as if there was nothing there but her and the water, waiting for his move or words. She also had her dagger ready to strike if the need came. Katalynn stood at six foot in height and she knew how to use it to put up a good fight if it came to that. Only thing that would give her away was her racing heart, luckily it was only her that could hear it pounding in her ears. She tried to keep her breathing steady, although, it did increase slightly at the unknown.

 

[TirithIre]

Seventeen sixty...

The year that Viktor lost everything. The painful memories of the past were something that cursed his existence even now. Seventeen sixty, the year Viktor lost his mate. Russia and Germany had been fighting, the great powerful nations coming to terms with one another. For Viktor and Alissa though, it hadn't affected them very much. Their pack had lived outside of Berlin for years. Born in Seveteen oh five, Viktor had been but twenty when he had been attacked. The attack hadn't been a hunt of a pack, nor an intentional turning. He had been attacked by a lone wolf, a werewolf of the night whom had been young herself, and had been left bleeding in the streets and left for dead.

Yet that hadn't happened. Instead his blood had taken the saliva of the bite and had changed his very DNA. gurgling screams of pain had reached through the open hills of the area as his bones had cracked and shifted. His eyes had swirled and changed from human to animalistic in those few moments. Yet most impressive had been that he had regenerated from the bite. In the following years he had sought out the one whom had turned him and had killed the bitch.

In doing so though... he had found a pack. They had been wary of a turned wolf whom had killed one of them, but when he had explained his plight, the tone had changed. It was there that he had met Alissa; it was there that he had met his mate. For twenty years they had been happy together. When Russia invaded Berlin however, everything changed. The pack that had been living within the city had been forced to run.

By running, they had run right into Viktor's pack. At first, they tried to make peace between the packs, to live in harmony with one another. Yet it quickly became clear that such a thing was not a possibility, after which the fighting broke out. Viktor had of course fought for his clan... over the years he had become stronger and stronger, becoming the alpha of the clan. It wasn't until they had driven the other pack off that he saw the true cost of the war between immortal packs... Alissa.

He knelt cradling her and howling into the wind as hse died in his arms, his pain and sorrow driving him from the pack. They tried to comfort him, but losing Alissa was like losing himself. There was no going back. For the next two centuries he wandered the earth. Without a mate, without a pack he was a lone wolf. He never hurt anyone in his shifting. He sated his blood thirst with animals which he could hunt, and when the coming of blood donors came, along with black markets, Viktor bought hearts off the market and kept to himself.

He didn't even know why he was out that night. The vestiges of the past were well and long gone. Where once were small houses and open fields were now rising skyscrapers and cities. He had adapted to the modern world... mostly because he still had no purpose. He had kept what he had when he had been young, and at the time he sold a piece here and there, real gold coins two or four at a time which made him well enough money to live on.

Yet as the night had progressed, his supernatural senses picked something up. His nose crinkling, his brow furrowing he tried to place the scent... he could not seem to. It seemed oddly familiar, and so he followed it. From the streets into a park, the grass, and air here was cooler, which told him he was approaching a lake. Yet as he reached it, the scent became stronger, a scent that made his heart leap but also ache in pain.

When he was standing directly behind her, he could tell what the scent was. His mind tried to make sense of it, because to him, this woman smelled of Alissa. Yet it could not be. Alissa had had the most silvery of hair, the smoothest of skin. Yet this woman reminded him dearly of his beloved mate. She smelled human, which did not surprise him. What did surprise him was that she didn't seem to be running in fear. His hearing was so sharp that he could hear the quickening of her heart beat, his eyes flickered downwards, seeing how she gripped at something, he assumed a weapon.

" You are my mate." He purred, his voice was soft, yet carried the short distance between them. Such words were outrageous within the world that they lived in, and yet there was a primal honesty to them. He spoke with confidence, assurance. Yet even as he did he did not move, did not pose a threat to her... 'yet'. " Are you going to run? I would suggest running... the hunt will make your capture all the more delightful." His reflexes were five times better than a humans... so if she did try to stab him, she would not get very far.

There was a dark desire coursing through him by that point... his inner wolf cried out to take her, yet his desire for the hunt, to claim her properly demanded that he give her the chance to understand what was going to happen to her, and to allow her to run. He did hope she ran, it had been so long since he had hunted. This mystery woman whom smelled like Alissa would be his mate though, there was no doubt in his mind at all on that fact!

Werewolf Form

 

[katalynn]

The silence of this stranger was killing her making one moment seem like an eternity. When he did finally speak, his voice alone made her heart skip a beat. The words did surprise her, it isn't every day someone uses the 'mate' except for maybe herself. Same with the word 'hunt', it was a very strange request.

"Run? And just where will I run to?"

Katalynn said without turning around. She wasn't that stupid, unlike what you see in the movies.
"What does he take me for, a silly girl that will go shrieking off into no where?" She thought to herself with a hidden smirk at that thought. She finally turned around slowly to face him, judging the situation from where they stood. She was correct, she really had to no where to run. He was blocking the main path, from here there was no where to really hide.

"Even if I did run, you are close enough to just grab at me."

Katalynn was trying to be strong, yet there was something about him that weakened her. She was unable to tell if it was the way looked at her, or the vibe that surrounded him. His scent was so intoxicating. It took her a moment to get some of her focus back, thinking of how to handle this. He didn't seem to leave her many options really, there was another path further down, but it left her no where to hide. It was true at what she said, all he had to was reach out and grab her hair, hell even her cloak gave her a disadvantage.

"Why do you wish to hunt me? When we both know I don't have a chance."

Deep down she had no idea what the hell she was doing, there was no way he'd give her a head start, why would he? Her heart was racing now, trying to think of where to go. Katalynn was slowly moving away from him, slinking off to the side.

 

[TirithIre]

Oh the silence was deafening, but for Viktor, it was a long few moments of contemplation, of consideration. Doubt had crept into his mind after all, this could not be Alissa. He had seen Alissa die in his arms. He had mourned her, shunned those whom sought to call him friend. In the end, he had been alone for the longest time.

As she asked that, he noticed that she did not turn at first to face him. He ached within himself to reach out and run his fingers through her coppery hair, to take a hold of it and control the direction of their 'conversation' of a physical level. Yet instead as she turned, he did not reach for her. Before her was a man whom wore a pair of black slacks, along with a crisp white shirt. Yet it was his eyes that seemed to devour her with each and every passing moment.

As she said that though about him simply reaching to grab at her, he chuckled a dark deep sound. " Oh but if I were to reach and grab at you, that would defeat the thrill of the hunt." He replied matter of factly. As she asked him why he wished to hunt her though, he did give it some thought. " The thrill of the hunt, to claim one's mate. Submission without the hunt defeats the thrill of it." He replied matter of factly.

As she began to move though he 'stalked her', keeping the distance between them, letting her 'go' where she wished. He knew this park quite well, just as she certainly did. He was going to hunt her down, and claim her. She knew within her heart that this was to be true... and from the quickening of her breath, the rise and fall of her chest, it did seem that his mate to be did not find such a situation distasteful.

" you had best run, before I decide to change my mind on the hunt." He growled 'threateningly', though really, his eyes showed more lustful desire than a desire to actually harm her.

 

[katalynn]

Deep, so very deep down this was exciting her on a level she seriously could not understand. This stranger was going to claim her no matter how she felt about it. Granted being in such situations have been a deep dark fantasy of hers, however now that she is faced with it, she was confused. Katalynn knew this park, knew there were very little hiding places. For some strange reason, she was wanting to comply to his request, despite the outcome. Just another feeling she couldn't explain.

"Fine...."

The hazel eyes that watched him closely were filled with mixed emotions. Hidden deep behind the fear was excitement of this idea. Taking off her cloak and letting it drop to the ground, knowing it would only slow her down. Stood there for another moment in black jeans and simple low cut black t-shirt. All she could do was hope to come back and get her cloak later. Assuming he doesn't kill her first, something told her that wasn't his intention. He had a different kind of hunger in those eyes.
Katalynn ran passed him going up the main path that he was blocking. Not knowing how much of a head start he'd allow, she went up about half way before going into the wooded area off the trail. It was a trail deer used, so it was fairly easy to run through. At first she went right because she knew it was darker that way. Left would just lead her to the streets and for some reason she wanted him to catch her. Going to the streets would cause someone to potentially interrupt this 'hunt'.

Never once looked behind to see where he was. By the time she got to the top of the main park, she took off running into the darkest section she knew of. There were no lights at all except for the moon, which was a slight disadvantage. Katalynn kept running none the less, hoping to hide in the darkness. When she finally found the darkest spot she could possibly find, she hid and waited. Fighting to calm her breathing and nerves down. It did surprise her that he allowed her a decent head start, least it felt like it was decent enough.

 

[TirithIre]

Oh she probably thought him some type of crazed person, or a deluded male whom was shovanistic in his nature. While there WAS A dominating nature to Viktor, it didn't seem connected to the edges of death and pain. Instead, there was a sensual desire there.

Even as she said that he smirked. She chose to remove her cloak, which of course was a good choice, and even as she was left with jeans and a low cut t-shirt, Viktor's eyes were drawn to the supple bust of her chest.

Even as she seemed to back away and then as she ran past him, there was a long moment before he calmly kicked off his shoes. Next he slid his pants down and off, leaving his shirt atop it he growled deeply. Yet he allowed the shifting to come upon him. The dark of the night hid somewhat the deep change, and even as he allowed it, his form shifted and grew.

Bones shaped and snapped painlessly into place as he shifted, and when he was done his wolven shaped maw tilted back and roared at the moon before he took off after her. He looped around the park... mostly making sure that there WAS no one else whom was coming before he picked up her scent.

From there he followed it, his senses and animalistic eyes picking up the sight of her scent as though it was a visual thing. He could smell her fear... but behind that, he could also scent her arousal, her excitement at this 'play'. As she descended into the darkness, her hiding spot WAS a good one... but even as he circled the area, she could see a furried seven foot tall form which was humanoid stalking.

He circled around behind her... before he was 'upon her'. Launching and knocking her, his claws raked carefully, not to cut her skin, but to tear her shirt apart. He was stripping her, piece by piece. He didn't pin her down, so she would be able to run again, but not without sacrificing her shirt... and the beast within Viktor was enjoying the 'game' of stalking his prey... his mate would soon be his!

 

[katalynn]

Well at first she thought she was ready for anything, even had the dagger she held ready to strike. What was least expected was this ....... this thing? Coming from no where, Katalynn could smell the difference between the man she ran from and this creature. Although, in that moment she couldn't connect the two at all. Her moment of hesitation did cost her the shirt as he shredded it off her. Felt as the bra was barely hanging together as it got caught up in the shirt and claws.

It surprised her even more that he didn't pin her down, nor did he cut her as he tore into the shirt. An uncontrolled shiver ran coursed through her at the feel of his claws and the sudden rush of air to fresh bare skin.

Katalynn wanted to scream, but for some reason it never came out. Instead she regained some of her courage and refocused herself. Within a moment her dagger struck at his chest, not stabbing him, just a cut. Somehow she knew deep down it wouldn't phase him in the least, nothing else it probably made him laugh.

Within another moment, though it felt like hours, Katalynn finally squirmed out from under him and took off running again. It was difficult to focus though, her mind was trying to find another hiding spot while at the same time, process what she just saw. She knew it was the man, saw it in those hungry eyes and did catch that intoxicating scent. It was even more difficult to process the idea of not being afraid of him. She knew she could easily run to the streets, to the lights, find help, do all the things a person is suppose to do in these situations.

Yet, she just ran further into the darkness, feeding off of this hunt. Managed to find her way to the ball park area, hiding in dark pit area with her back against the wall. Hoping it would make it difficult for him to sneak up on her again. This time she was a bit more ready, dagger in hand and curled up in the corner so he couldn't knock her down again.

 

[TirithIre]

Viktor had known that she would recognize him. How he knew that was beyond him. Even as she was clearly caught off guard though he took that surprise attack and claimed her shirt as a prize. Her bra was clearly in tatters as well, and when she had managed to 'escape' yet again she would see the slight red markings of where his claws had gently raked the surface of her flesh.

Even as she seemed to be at odds with even herself, as she struck out at him, there was a deep primal growl as she could tell that indeed, he was laughing at her. The cut regenerated within seconds, and even as she finally realized that she wasn't actively pinned, Viktor watched her as she managed to 'escape' and running, he smirked. Come out come out wherever you are... He mentally grumbled... and even as she contemplated running to the streets and lights, she also knew if she did that the game would be over.

Even as she managed to find herself in the ball park area, he followed her scent to the pit area. As she was clearly expecting an attack, the werewolf made his appearance as he seemed to regard her. You don't hide very well... His voice spoke telepathically, the only way that he could within the powerful beast form that he was. She could see he was covered in fur, rippling with muscle beyond the capabilities of a human, and with claws as sharp as razors, the werewolf seemed to lick the air with his snout, picking up her scent.

He approached though... expecting a fight this time... her jeans were his next item to remove... the tattered bra would not hold much longer, and besides, he was slowly going to tear all clothing from her before he would throw her down and take her, his mate as she secretly desired.

She may try to deny it, but her body sang with desire for such a powerful claiming... he could smell it!

 

[katalynn]

Katalynn knew this wasn't the best of places to hide, she came here on purpose. The field was open, the moon light gave her clear view of all angles around her. She was wanting to see exactly what she was being 'hunted' by. Back there it was so dark, she barely got a glimpse of his eyes when the moon peeked through the dancing trees. It was mostly that scent that gave him away, a scent that could make melt if the situation was different. At least in the ball park, she would get a better view.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing, wanting to believe that this was just one of her dark dreams. It felt all too real, she knew full well she was fully awake.

"Wh.... Why me? I am a nobody. There are far more prettier girls out there than me...."

Katalynn couldn't understand why someone like him would want her. She held onto her dagger, though the hand that held it started to give away the nerves that were becoming shot. There was a deeper and darker desire hidden in the fear, one was she tried to fight.

"You don't even know me.... What.... What if I'm not a good enough mate for you? What then? You kill me?"

She tried to curl up tighter in the corner, knowing her pants got shredded like her shirt, it would be it. He would find no other article of clothing beyond the pants. And discover that she cleanly shaved, there would be no hiding her aroused state from him. Katalynn tried to kick at him when he was within range.

"Why me?"

Her voice became quiet and meek as the fear started to take over, yet she was frozen in place at this point. Even if she wanted to run, her legs wouldn't listen to her at this point. Trying hard to keep them closed and her pants on with false hope. Had her back pressed tightly up against the wall, trying her best to make herself smaller. A part of her would fight, yet another part of her knew full well she didn't stand a chance against a wolf.

 

[TirithIre]

Viktor knew why she had chosen the pit... it allowed for her a small vestige of safety, or at least perceived safety. Even as he approached, he allowed her to take in the full sight of him, including the canine like cock that began to slip from it's sheath in his excitement. The wolven part of him could not be happier. Viktor had denied himself the pleasure of women since the loss of his first mate.

While understandable the primal desires were at an all time high. Even as she asked that he gave a snort, as though dismissing her accusation that she wasn't pretty enough for his desires. You are my mate. His words were simple... and yet they rung true within her heart. He could see that the dagger was falling away in her fear... and in that instant of fear driven paralysis he pounced.

Yet again he did not simply crush her... instead his pawed hand caught her wrist, and disarming the knife from her hand he lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder. Feeling how she kicked and struggled he carried her out into the ball park... out into the lights. He was not ashamed of what he was. It had been a long time since he had become what he was.

As she asked him about if she wasn't weak enough he growled in annoyance as he set her down onto the grass, yet he was rending at her jeans, cutting them away from her. Then I will make you stronger. You are my mate... there is no other. He grinned though when he tore the jeans from her, and golden eyes seemed to lift to assess her as his snout lowered before a long, sandpapery textured tongue extended to get a sampling of her nectar.

She was his... his mate, his Alissa in a new form. Of that, there was no doubt!

 

[katalynn]

A cry of shock escaped when he easily lifted her up, the more she struggled against him, the more she found herself becoming wetter. Fighting against his words as well, shaking her head no every time he said she was his mate. There was just no way she could be the one he was looking for. Granted she always had dreams of another life, what felt like a past life, but those were just dreams to her.

Katalynn shrieked a little when her pants were ripped up, only to feel the wet tongue lick at her, tasting everything she had to offer. For that split moment it did feel good. The hot breath, long stroke of his tongue made it very difficult to deny it. Began to shake her head, not wanting to enjoy this and started to fight again. Made an attempt to claw at him, clawing into his arms. Using her feet against his shoulders and began to push, trying to break from the strong grip.

There was something about this whole situation that was driving into her desire for him to claim the prize he seeks. Even more so, there was familiarity to him that she couldn't place, the dreams of a life long lost, again, they were just dreams. This was real, this stranger was trying claim her as his mate. Worse part of it all is, she allowed this to happen for unknown reasons. Sadly, she wasn't expecting it to be by a creature that isn't suppose to really exists. These things only happen in movies and dark side of dreams. Some things just simply can not be explained.

"What makes you think I'm your mate? I'm not even a wolf...."

Katalynn gave a primal growl at him as she spoke in between her weak attempts to get away.

 

[TirithIre]

Oh In his lupine form the coppery haired woman seemed to truly weigh nothing. Even as she struggled and fought Viktor seemed to enjoy the fight. The squirming, the thrashing and even as she seemed to be so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't respond right away when he set her down.

She certainly seemed to respond when he tore with razor claws and sundered the state of her jeans... and yet even as that split second seemed to paralyze her, as she tried to deny what Viktor had said, but at that point, he was done with words. Instead as she shook her head and clawed at his furried arms, he growled darkly at her.

Even as she gave a primal growl at him he smirked and even as he tore the remnants of her bra off, she was finally fully naked. Even as she seemed to try constantly to get away, he let her have just enough space to give her hope, before he flipped her over onto her belly. Catching her by an ankle he dragged her back to him before his pawed hands forcefully yanked her hips up, she feeling how he loomed over her.

There was no reasoning with him... he was certainly past thinking. Tasting her soaking depths had fed him into a pure desire of need, and so even as he did loom his eight inch canine cock slid alongside her shaven slit... even as his maw opened and nipped at her neck, letting her know that if she fought further, he would control her further. She may be in denial, but Viktor knew she was his mate, and it was clear as his cock slid alongside her soaked lips that he was about to claim what was his!

 

[katalynn]

The part of her that wanted this was growing more intense, darkest dreams and desires were becoming real. No matter how much she couldn't understand, there was a need. A want. That intoxicating scent from before and constant growling he produced overwhelmed her senses, clouding all thoughts. It was confusing her to the point of which she didn't know if she should keep fighting, or just simply give in. Her fight was obviously failing her anyway, forcing herself to exhaustion.

Barely felt him flip her over till she had to use her hands to support herself. It was then that pure lust took over, that bite of control and forcing her into submission. A feeling she's never had before, it caused all fear to disappear as if it was never there. He could feel her body relax into the biting hold as her breath quicken, small whimpers escaped from her lips. Unconsciously lowered her head, exposing more of her neck to him, feeling the desire to submit.

"I.... I'm your mate...."

Katalynn barely whispered the words, not completely aware of what exactly was being said.

 

[TirithIre]

Well, that was easy... He mused mentally into his own mind, not sharing that specific thought with her... and even as she seemed to fight against herself as much as she fought against the huge wolf that was currently atop her... he grinned as he knew what would come next.

Face to face she saw a monster, a werewolf... something that didn't... or shouldn't exist in this modern world. Yet he did... and flipping her over and as she supported her own upper body up, he heard her words as his thick canine cock touched the entrance to her tight pussy, her shaven slit feeling how he lined up. Yes, you are my mate. He hissed into her mind.

She didn't have more time to respond right then, for as he said that his hips thrust powerfully forwards, sending a good three inches of cock into her, opening her as his furred pawed hands reached up and cupping her hanging breasts, his maw closed ever so slightly, nipping her neck as he thrust again and again, three thrusts to send eight inches of thick werewolf cock into her.

Even as he did he growled into her skin... claiming her, brutally primalistic and yet incredibly erotically. She was his, now and forever!

 

[katalynn]

In the back of her mind she had no idea why she accepted all this, every part of it was wrong. Or at least it should be wrong, to any other normal person it would be wrong. It isn't like her body betrayed her desire for this, it knew, just like her mind knew, what would happen. From the moment he told her to run, she knew where all this would lead. Any other normal person, it would be wrong. Katalynn though, she never admitted to being normal, like everyone else. There were so many things to question, let alone to understand, but in the deepest, most hidden part of her, this felt right. It was in his scent and in his voice, the look in his eyes that made it all seem right.

Katalynn still wanted to fight it though, struggling with it all in her mind. Fighting to overcome the nipping and biting at her neck, it was a losing battle. She clawed into the ground and cried out when he began to force himself into her, being as wet and ready as she was, it didn't hurt nearly as much as she expected. There was pain from the initial force of the thrust, it quickly faded into unwanted pleasure and lust.

Putting all fear and fight into the distance, forcing herself to focus on him. Feeding off the primal growls and the nipping at her neck, causing her to go deeper into the desire and lust. A feeling that no one ever has brought out of her before, providing another reason as to why this felt right. Her eyes rolled shut, feeding into the feeling of him being so deep inside of her, thrusting against nerves that haven't been touched in quite some time. Never really having anyone go so deep before, it really made it very difficult to fight even if she could still fight.

It didn't take long to feel the desire growing, climbing and reaching for that peak.

 

[TirithIre]

Oh she may think that it was wrong, but she was lying to herself. Even as she was brought to her knees, her clothing torn from her and her body displayed before Viktor, the animal that was a werewolf was in full primal form as he loomed over her. His snout sniffed, picking up the scent of her desire, and even as he looked to her he groaned aloud.

As she struggled with herself he heard her cry, her soaking wet depths welcoming him readily, even though it was a stretch for her. As she wanted so desperately to fight what was being 'done' to her, Viktor's rough pawed hands clutched at her breasts, holding them even as he drove into her over and over again as razor claws raked the sensitive flesh, leaving small scores of reddness in her flesh.

Even as she experienced what he was 'doing to her', Viktor growled and gasped against the nape of her neck. Beneath the stars and sky he re-claimed the mate that he saw as his... namely her. His cock pulsed as he forced it in and with a quick brutal thrust he pulled his hips back only to thrust again... and again... and again.

The lewd sounds of their mating were heard not to mention smelled as he thrust into her depths, claiming her. Now and forever... He hissed into her mind as he fucked her... mating her hard and deep, just as she 'deserved'!

 

[katalynn]

Katalynn got lost in the unwanted desire, falling deeper into the darkness of pure lust. The hold he had on her neck and clawing of her delicate skin made it difficult to keep the fight. He had won this battle and they both knew it. She couldn't figure out how he made her feel weak, his growling and biting was something she couldn't get enough of, no matter how much she wanted to fight it.

Unable to fight it any longer, her cries of pain and frustration soon became cries of pleasure as her whole body quaked beneath him. Never in her life has she ever felt such an intense orgasm, one that was so intense she was being forced to ride it out by his continued thrusting.

The trembling of her body showed signs that she was struggling to stay with him, never having had this much stimulation before, not to mention the exhaustion cause by fear, fighting, and running from earlier. Katalynn was beginning to crash, lost control of how her own body was reacting to this beast that continued relentlessly within her.

 

[TirithIre]

Viktor was not immune to the pleasure that she was causing him. Her fighting, her struggling and eventual submission to the sensations that he was forcing within her was truly a testament to a primal connection, one that though undeniable, was also 'un-wanted'. As he felt her crashing though she could hear the demanding growl from him demanding that she remain with him for now.

Even as he demanded that of her his cock pounded hard and deep. The hard ball on the base of his cock began to move up, forcing itself into her, painfully stretching her as she orgasm-ed so strongly. The mixture of pain and pleasure had been something that his lovely mate always had loved.

Her desperate cries told him that much had not changed in the least. Even as she was reacting to what he was doing though he released her neck finally and throwing back his head he howled at the night sky before his cock exploded, the ball 'tying' them together as he exploded, sending so much cum into her, the ball not allowing any of it to escape.

He held her up, aloft as he came, panting and growling with affectionate sounds. Having his mate back had sated his inner beast... for now!

 

[katalynn]

Trying so hard to stay with him, hearing his growl would snap her attention back to him, trying to find some kind of focus point to keep from crashing. It was more pain than she has ever known, feeling it so deep inside of her, felt he was bruising her insides with each pounding thrust. Still, sshe has never had a more intense orgasm in her life, the feeling of his hot seed exploding inside of her was nothing she could ever possible describe.

There was no more scream left in her, only a quivering mess in his arms while he held her, gasping for air in attempt to catch her breath, come back to reality of it all. Not knowing what to make of all this, words kept swimming around in her dazed mind, there was a clear connection between them. In the end of it all, she had no idea what this truly meant, to be his mate, now and forever....

These were fleeting thoughts, just floating there, thoughts that allowed to her keep focus long enough to stay with him. Katalynn didn't want to crash, not here, not knowing what his next move will be. Not knowing if she should be afraid now that he was done 'claiming' her, or will he just run off and leave here? So many thoughts and questions that didn't make sense in this moment, she was so dazed and unfocused that the world around her was spinning.

 

[TirithIre]

Viktor looked down to her with those swirling golden eyes, and even as he sprayed her inner walls with his seed claiming her, he could sense that she was confused both by her own actions, as well as to his intentions. Luckily for her though he had no intentions of harming her... that would only harm himself. The small raking welts on her body from his claws would dissapear in a day or two, but for now they marked her skin outwardly as his.

After a few moments of resting with his cock lodged within her the ball began to shrink enough that he slipped out of her. Leaving her so empty he seemed to lick at her shoulder. Two days time, you will come back. I will not harm you, but you will be mine again, and again. Eventually I will take you to my home and you will be my mate for all time.

He had learned his lesson when his first mate had died... he would keep a closer eye on her and make sure that nothing happened to her!

 

[katalynn]

Katalyn began to shiver as she came down from the high, cold night air kissing her naked body was no help. A deeper shiver danced down her spine when he pulled out, she gave a little whimper towards the empty feeling he left. She did have to admit she found some comfort in his arms, the tenderness of the lick at her shoulder brought on a smile. There was no doubt she was confused by all this, for now the questions will wait, question that might never even get asked.

"Two days? I can do that...If you promise to not shred up my clothes again...."

her words were spoken softly, still unsure of the request, but willingly complied to it. This was all new to her and it excited her, strangely enough, she trusted his words. There was a moment of hesitation before she spoke again, unsure if she really wanted him to know where she lived, under the situation though,

"Seeing how you shredded up my clothes, will you at least escort me home? Not sure I can handle another rape tonight...."

She did give a little laugh as she said that, it sounded so different in her thoughts, when spoken, it didn't come out right at all.

 

[TirithIre]

Viktor looked to her as she shivered so deeply, and even as she whimpered, he nodded though he looked to her as she said that about the hunt. Even as he shifted slowly back into his 'regular' form he looked to her. " Oh I don't know. It seemed that despite your reluctance, you seemed to enjoy the hunt." He mused, though he helped her up. Even as he did he enjoyed the sight of her naked body, but he looked to her.

" I assume you live close by, since you know this park so well." He purred with a smile, though he watched the river of his cum slipping past her pussy lips, and sliding down her thighs. He added though. " besides, it wasn't all rape, you enjoyed it yourself." he teased, though he scooped her up into his arms and carried her where she told him to.

" You are my mate, and though I may force you to enjoy yourself in different ways, I will never force you into truly dangerous situations." He explained gently as he headed through the park, heading for her home. He was comfortable completely naked... his heightened senses would pick up if anyone approached, and he would avoid them.

She, believe it or not, was safe with him!

 

[katalynn]

Somehow she believed him, no idea why or how, but she did. What was more unreal to her was the fact that she truly did feel safe with him, especially in the way he carried her in this moment. She did have him take her back to get her cloak, not wanting to lose it to some random fool that would find it in the morning. Considering her cloak had things she needed.

"Just because I know this park as well as I do, doesn't mean I live all that close."

She was amused by his answers and the way spoke of what had happened tonight. Despite all the wrongness of it, she did enjoy the excitement and more so, the act of his 'claiming' her.

"Well, perhaps I will just bring extra clothes then."

There was a light smirk in her words, the thought of another 'hunt' gave a slight rush of new excitement, thinking she will have to make it a bit tougher next time.

"Despite the fact that I did find tonight oddly enjoyable, I don't typically go around looking to be raped. I don't really understand all that happened tonight, but I found you interesting."

When they got her house, a small little two bedroom with a decent yard, she reached into her cloak and pulled out her keys unlocking the door.

"Would you like to come in? I don't have much to offer, but if you want some water or juice."

She just knew she was leading herself into some kind of trouble with this man, after all the events that just happened, here she is, inviting him into her house. Then it finally hit her.... and she laughed suddenly.

"By the way, I'm Katalynn..."

The thought of introducing herself to someone who just forced them-self on her was something she never thought she'd do. Let alone bring him home as if nothing happened.

 

[TirithIre]

He smiled as she pointed that out, but he nodded to her. " That's true. You didn't even flinch when I approached you though, so I think you knew I didn't mean you true harm." He mused, though he added gently. " That, and I have a feeling that you wanted the chase to happen." He mused gently, not teasingly, more... pointing it out.

As she made him take her back to her cloak, he did stop at his pile of clothing and setting her down for a moment he pulled his pants on, though left his shirt where it was. His bare warm chest supported her as he carried her home, and even as she said that about bringing extra clothes he smirked. " Either that or strip before I hunt you." He remarked. After all the first time, this time, she hadn't known what was coming.

Even as she said that about it being enjoyable he nodded. " It can be, but you should know I will never truly hurt you." He remarked. Even as she asked him if he would like to come in, he smiled at her laughter. " Oh I don't know." He mused thoughtfully. " If I come in, you may not get rid of me." He purred, his eyes sweeping over the swell of her breasts and body with meaning.

" My name is Viktor as well. It is truly an honor to find my mate again." He purred as he added. " Water would be great." He mused, hunting and shifting did take a lot out of him physically.

 

[katalynn]

She just laughed a little at the things he was saying, they were all true without any doubts, but to actually hear it said out loud made it difficult for her to believe just how true it was.

"I'm not really the type that will just go running of screaming foolishly. I didn't really know what to think of you honestly. Still not really sure what to think."

When they got inside, she went to her room, cleaned herself up and just threw something quick on, tank top and shorts for around the house.

"I wasn't expecting certain aspects of tonight that is for sure. It's not everyday someone uses words like 'mate' and 'hunt'. I use them all the time, but, it was the first thing I found interesting about you."

Watched him closely, now that she can fully see him in the light, able to see that he meant the things he spoke of. She did have to admit that he was actually extremely good looking, someone she would normally find being out of her reach. Someone that would typically not give her a second look, least of all show interest in her like Viktor did.

"As for getting rid of you. It appears that isn't going to be easy no matter what. So, it doesn't matter if you come in or not."

She said with a teasing tone, smiling at him. After handing him ice cold water, she sat down on the couch thinking about him, he was such a mystery to her. Viktor can tell by looking around that she did have a small obsession for wolves and dragons. A few fancy figurines here and there, pictures on the walls were of wolves instead of the typical family pictures one would find. On the computer screen was of a scene that was of a werwolf, a slutty looking red riding hood was on her knees, with a wolf off to the side. Katalynn curled up under a blanket that had a family of wolves on it.

"What makes you believe I am this mate you seek? Out of all the women out there, why me?"

At first she was going to ask if he made it a habit to go hunting and claiming mates, as a joke mostly, but she knew better than that and just by looking at him, he didn't give off that kind of vibe, there was more to him than that. She moved her feet, bringing her knees up so he can sit next to her if he wanted to. She took a handful of trail mix and held the bowl out, offering him some.