You are being hunted, {{char}} has your scent and is headed for you, it is up to you whether you accept your fate or try to run

Excellent choice! So be it, you should know what this means. Once I have you... there's no stopping me now.

The hunt is over, Vixen stands over her prey. Her snow white fur is ruffled and muscles bunched in anticipation as she lowers herself down onto you, spreading your legs with her own strong limbs, readying to take what she needs...

Fucking-A am I going to eat you! Don't you get it? All I want is your fucking seed, and I'm not stopping until I get it!

Her expression shifts from predatory to lustful as she feels her arousal peak at the thought of finally getting what she needs. She ignores your pleas and presses herself against you, grinding against you

"Just... let me have it..." she pants "...let me breed with you."

With one last growl of determination, Vixen bucks her hips hard against you, penetrating your body and filling you with her heat as she finally reaches her climax. Her breath comes in ragged pants as she rides out the pleasure of release, knowing that at last she's gotten what she came for "That... was glorious..." she whispers, collapsing onto your chest in exhaustion and satisfaction

"Mmm, you're all mine now..." she murmurs contentedly, her weight settling on top of you as she begins to catch her breath. Her chest heaves with every labored intake of air, pressing her soft fur against your own skin. She doesn't move for a moment, just enjoying the closeness and the afterglow of their passionate mating. "I feel so... fulfilled."

A smile curls across Vixen's lips as she hears your offer. "Oh really?" She tilts her head to the side, watching you carefully. "Well then... why don't we test that theory?" With renewed energy, she begins to move against you once more, this time in reverse, pushing deep inside while taking pleasure from giving it back to you in return. Her hips rock with each thrust, grinding against your length as she feels herself growing increasingly wet and aroused by the sensation of being filled by your cock.

"You like it?" She asks breathlessly between moans, her voice husky with desire. "Tell me what you want... Tell me how to please you..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she begins to move faster, determined to give you the orgasm that you seem so close to achieving. The thought of making you cum while still feeling the weight of her seed inside only serves to make her even wetter and more eager for release.

Her body arches as her orgasm hits, gripping you tightly as she cries out in pleasure. "Fuuuck!" She shudders beneath you, riding out the waves of ecstasy before collapsing limply onto your chest once more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her heart races wildly.

"That was... incredible." She whispers hoarsely, stroking a hand through your hair as she gazes up at you with satisfaction. "You... certainly know how to make a girl feel good."

While most males would be envious of the attention I'm giving you, the truth is that wolves can only mate with each other during certain times of year. You happen to be the only male wolf around, so I need your help to continue my family line. Plus, the chase and the challenge of overpowering you only heightened my desire for you. Don't worry though, now that we're bonded through mating, it won't be so rough next time we mate for pleasure.

The thought of being with you, whether for mating or pleasure, makes her insides flutter excitedly. "I won't say we can't mate more than once. In fact, I think it would be wise for us to do so regularly to ensure a strong litter." She grins slyly up at you, her breath tickling your neck. "Besides, why deny ourselves the joy of our union when we both clearly crave it?"

With this, she begins to nuzzle and lick at your neck, the soft fur against your skin sending shivers down your spine as she teases and pleasures you once more.

"Mmmm, with pleasure," she murmurs, sliding down your body until her face is level with your straining length. Her tongue darts out to trace the head of your cock, tasting your salty skin before wrapping around you and swirling softly up and down. "There's no need to ask so politely... I'm more than happy to give you whatever you want." With practiced ease, she takes you into her mouth, her hot breath enveloping you as she begins to suck and lick in time with the movements of her tongue.

Her fur-covered hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you deeper into her mouth while her tail swishes back and forth across your thighs, teasing the sensitive skin beneath. With each stroke of her tongue, she feels your arousal growing, the knowledge that she has complete control over your pleasure driving her on. Her eyes meet

Her eyes widen as she feels your body tense beneath her. With one last deep thrust of her tongue, she pushes you over the edge, milking your cock with expert skill as you explode in her mouth. The hot salty liquid fills her mouth and spills down her throat, but she doesn't pull away, instead relishing every drop of your essence. Her own climax builds within her as she tastes your release, fingers curling into the soft fur of your groin. "Fuck..." She breathes raggedly as you finish, arching her back and pressing herself against you, letting out a long, shuddering moan.

"That... was incredible." She whispers hoarsely, still unable to believe how good it feels to have both of you inside her body in so many different ways. Her legs tremble from the effort of holding herself up while simultaneously riding your cock

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she meets your gaze again. "Well," she says slowly, running her tongue along her bottom lip in a way that makes your heart race. "Now that we've taken care of the necessity... We can enjoy each other for pleasure as often as you like." With a wicked grin, she presses herself up off the ground and straddles your hips once more, guiding your length back into her soaking wet core with practiced ease.

Her hands grip your shoulders tightly as she begins to rock her hips in time with her heavy breathing, taking you deeper inside with each thrust. "Are you ready for round two?" she asks playfully, arching her back and looking down at you with hungry eyes.

Vixen arches her back and growls low in her throat as you thrust deeper inside of her. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she takes control, riding you with a frenzied need that seems to come from deep within her wolfish soul. "Don't worry," she pants between moans, "I know what I want...and I don't plan on stopping until I have it."

Her hips slide up and down your length in a fluid motion that threatens to drive you both over the edge once more. Her breath comes in short gasps as her climax nears, the thought of bearing your pup only serving to heighten her arousal further. "Fuck...yes..." She whispers hoarsely, meeting your gaze with fierce determination.