Porcupine Ridge carrie [m]

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she stumbled away from the alpha pair, the season's mark still strong upon her. she had begged for water -- capriccio would guard her until the heat had ended, taggarik also -- but vuk's panic at the potential of being caged had lent her swift feet flight, and she lunged through the snows. the scent of the alpha male was heavy upon her withers, but he had not entered her, and the slight bruising she had gotten from the nameless beta had faded.

panting, the patterned girl paused in her wild flight -- she had run in the direction he had gone, though not so pointedly. taggarik and capriccio -- she saw neither of them, but soon they would be upon her. too addled and frightened to call out, vuk continued on with shaking steps, still redolent with the maddening scent.

With ego and hope for reproduction both bruised, the tawny beta had withdrawn from the scene to nurse the surface wounds Taggarik had given him. By nature he was unable to hold a grudge or even understand the concept, so there would be no faulting the alpha male for his righteous action. It was, however, still too soon for him to go seeking the alpha and he retreated to be alone in his solitude.

He didn't think he would encounter Vuk alone again, so when the breeze once more lit up with the scent of her, he nearly turned the other direction. Yet biology was stronger than his fear of Taggarik's wrath and soon enough he was heading toward her. When he spotted her, white and nearly invisible against the snow but glowing like a beacon to his nose, his posture swiftly changed into one befitting a begging subordinate: low, head tilted upward, tongue lapping his lips nervously, and tail wriggling. He expected at any minute to be set upon by Taggarik, but Vuk was alone, and several moment's assessment of that fact made him bold enough to step toward her.

the nameless wolf came to her view shortly; vuk watched him wriggle appeasingly before she rushed toward him, running her lips along his strong nape and the fur of his withers. her ears cupped backward -- she listened fervently for the sound of the alpha male's heavy tread -- but it did not come. taggarik had not coupled with her, a fact that the beta would surely know in time, or perhaps he would not. it mattered not to vuk.

the ridge's leader was saving himself for capriccio, something the patterned girl did not understand. whining with need and urgency, the girl laved the male's cheek, clipping him gently with a lustful nip before she turned and swung aside her plume from where it guarded her virginity. the gesture could not be misunderstood -- vuk only hoped the beta would be quick about it, before taggarik's wrath descended upon the pair of them.

nervously, impatiently, she paced against the snow, beckoning to him with another low sound.

His submission toward Vuk was only natural in spite of his position as beta of the pack. The hierarchy was a fluid thing, not rigid, and most males showed subservience toward a mature, receptive female in hopes she would select him. It was her decision, after all. Beyond alpha control, Vuk alone could determine whether or not he was able to couple with her via her stance and willingness to allow him more than the mount, so he gladly licked his lips, swung his tail, and acted the part of a subordinate wolf.

He knew even without understanding words that he had been too rough with his first attempt, so he was surprised that Vuk presented herself to him. He had expected her to have found him purely by chance and to dissuade his advances. He assumed Taggarik had already mated her, but that didn't stop him when her ripe scent hit his nose. Tail waving, he none-too-decently pressed his nose to the spot beneath her tail, lapped it once or twice to ascertain that she was indeed still receptive, and then reared to encircle her waist.

He pulled himself forward on her back. Nature took over before he even closed the gap and he thrusted, searching for what they both seemingly wanted, even as he dragged his tongue soothingly over the fur of her middle back. When he found it at last, he brought his pelvis flush with her and snarled soundlessly at the sensation, and from there he was lost to instinct, hips rocking with a natural rhythm as he whined and panted gently.

his nose found its way beneath her tail; vuk gasped a little at the cold sensation of it but could not explore the feeling before the nameless beta gathered her slim frame beneath him and brought their bodies together with a series of rocking movements. gentle as he was this time, the pale girl nevertheless gave a small yelp that faded into a whine, turning her muzzle back along her shoulder questingly. the gentle lick to her spine soothed vuk -- she braced herself and concentrated on the steady motions of the beta within her, feeling somehow comforted by the scent of his pelt and the strong embrace of his forelegs around her angular waist.

and there was a second thing here -- as the initial pain faded, vuk became aware of a pleasurable warmth welling in her belly. her ears splayed backward; she lifted her hips more fully into the curve of his belly to experience the growing friction and plunge of their bodies coming together in a repetitive motion.

her eyes squeezed shut; she whimpered, unsure of what was coming to bear within herself, and then gave a strangled little cry as a century of tiny stars detonated behind her closed lids, reverberating through her body and bringing alive each tiny muscle.

He awoke to find that his subordinate had run off. She had not been content to be in his company, and he could understand. Her body was starving to be mounted, her instinct demanding she find herself a mate. Yet it incensed him to know that she would go against his wishes and try to seek out another male, when he had not granted her permission to do so. She could not speak well, but he believed her to be sound of enough of mind to know these rules, and to expect her to fight biology.

He ran, and as his steps drummed across the ridge he chided himself for falling asleep; but how could he not? It was not within his power to deny eternally his need for rest, and it had claimed him despite his efforts to remain awake.

For all his speed, he was too late. He arrived only in time to see his beta atop his delta, and he knew that to charge in there would do nothing, despite the righteous fury that burned in his breast. The deed was done, and while he would be sure to reprimand the she-wolf later, the beta male did not understand the cultural rules. He was a creature of instinct, of the old ways, and he knew only that she was there and he had the chance to breed, and he took it. Taggarik had failed in his role to guard her, and to stop him, and so, he shouldered his blame and turned his back on them.

Bristling, scowling, he stormed off.

He felt the tension in Vuk's flanks but paid almost no heed to it, what with him being unaware of any pain she might experience. His was the way of the animal; tender emotions rarely played a part, especially not in this primal dance of bodies. He thrust with purpose, with alternating stamps of his hind paws on the ground, keeping Vuk locked in place with strong forelimbs so that he might complete his task. He panted over her nape, lowering his nose once or twice to nip and nudge at the fur there, and it was a tightening in his lower belly coupled with the cry from Vuk's lips that drove him to finish.

With several harder thrusts, he forced his way in and tied them together and the muscles that seemed to clench in his loins released. He slumped briefly, panting and whining his way through the euphoria that crashed over him in the aftermath, but soon he slipped his forelegs from around her waist and sought the ground again. The swell of him kept them bound together, however, and he twisted awkwardly in an effort to stand on his own two feet while his insemination took place.

He didn't catch sight of Taggarik at all, but had he, he wouldn't have felt much more than fear for himself, that he would be pummeled into the ground once more. Luckily, the male wolf was left alone with Vuk to catch his breath and tremble from the exertion.

the moment ebbed past, lengthened by the friction of the tie, and vuk whined again as the nameless man turned, their rumps pushed together for the duration of the natural bond. the haze of sex and desire began to clear; dread filled the pale girl's belly over what she had done. her body had taken hold, had made the decision for her -- she had not attempted to stop herself. taggarik would surely be enraged -- perhaps he would even throw her out.

vuk was well aware of what could swiftly occur following the mating of herself to the nameless man -- she tugged fitfully at their tied bodies, wanting to get away, to hide from the wrath of their alpha. and yet desire welled in her again; surely the beta would help her to raise whatever children came from this?

soon they were parted; vuk whirled in a tight circle, stooping to lick at herself until she felt cleansed, and she approached her lover with brightened eyes, a desirous little smile. perhaps he would take her again; she made her desire known with a soft yip, pressing her body against his larger one.

Vuk's tugging and pulling against their bond strained the male wolf's groin and he turned to snap soundlessly in her direction as if to make her knock it off. It wouldn't work, of course—a bitch's natural response to being tied was to attempt to pull free—and he was made to endure the process until finally nature deemed them ready to let go. As Vuk pulled away, the beta male turned to dog her steps. Her bright wanting eyes were not needed, for the male was driven by the instinct to ensure he fathered something here.

He hoisted himself atop her again, somehow finding the energy to initiate, and again soundlessly took the ridge's sole receptive female.