Beast of the Moonlight

Chapter 1: The First Claim

The forest was a cathedral of whispers, the moonlight slicing through the canopy like a lover’s blade. I stood, towering and primal, feeling the beast within me stir as my cock swelled, monstrous and untamed. It lengthened, thickened, veins bulging like rivers of fire, a throbbing knot at the base promising to lock any willing prey in place until I’d spilled every last drop of my cum into their trembling core. My eyes locked on her—my delicate prey, a petite vision named Lila, no taller than a whisper, her fragile frame kneeling before me, pale skin glowing like porcelain under the lunar haze.

Her tiny hands trembled as they parted her smooth, hairless mound, revealing a glistening slit, her pussy already dripping with need. A single bead of her arousal hung like a silver thread between her thighs, catching the light as she spread herself wider, her voice a desperate plea. 'Please, take me,' she breathed, her emerald eyes burning with a hunger that belied her innocence. 'Be the first. Rip through my virgin hole with that savage wolf cock of yours. Make me your filthy little slut.'

I smirked, my growl low and predatory. 'You think you can handle this, little one? I’ll split you in two before you can scream my name.'

Her lips curled into a defiant pout, her voice sharp as a whip. 'Try me, beast. I’m not some wilting flower. I want every brutal inch of you. Make it hurt so good I’ll never forget.'

That was all the invitation I needed. My hands gripped her narrow waist, lifting her like a doll, her legs dangling as I positioned her over my throbbing, hard shaft. The head of my cock pressed against her impossibly tight entrance, far wider than her tiny slit, but the ancient magic coursing through me made the impossible inevitable. I thrust forward, and with a wet, tearing sound, her barrier gave way, a mix of blood and her slick juices coating me as I drove deeper.

Lila shrieked, her small body writhing in my grasp, her tiny breasts bouncing, nipples hard as pebbles. 'Fuck, yes!' she gasped, her voice a mix of pain and ecstasy. 'It’s hell and heaven—your cock’s tearing me apart, and I love it! Harder, you beast!'

Her words fueled the fire in my veins. I pounded into her, her pussy clamping around me like a vise, trembling and wet, stretching to take every brutal thrust. The knot at my base swelled, rubbing against her swollen clit with each savage push, drawing high-pitched moans from her lips. 'Deeper, you monster!' she cried, her legs flailing in the air. 'Fuck my tight little cunt until I can’t walk!'

I grinned, sweat beading on my brow, my breath panting as I slammed into her, my balls slapping against her tiny ass. She met every thrust with a greedy push of her hips, her body hungry for more. Beside us, my enchantress, Mara, watched with a predatory gaze, her fingers buried in her own dripping pussy, jealousy and lust warring in her dark eyes. 'Don’t break her too soon,' Mara purred, her voice dripping with challenge. 'I want my turn to tame that beast of yours.'

'Patience, witch,' I snarled, my focus locked on Lila’s quivering form. 'This one’s just the appetizer.'

Lila’s cries grew louder, her body shuddering as I felt her edge closer to release. I was close too, my cock pulsing, ready to flood her with everything I had. The knot locked us tighter, and I knew the explosion was moments away, her horny whimpers driving me to the brink as her pussy milked me for all I was worth.