Painful Love

Desperation

This chapter started because of a joke my partner made about her past obsession with werewolves before she met me.
This chapter is technically a joke and therefore sucks ass (imo) but it is written as if it were serious, keep that in mind while reading lol.
Honestly I like the beginning but it's lengthy and the actual sex part of it (the whole reason I wrote it) sucks and is too short compared to the rest of the chapter.
WHATEVER.

‼️Kinks‼️
Exhibitionism
Praise
Breeding
Primal play

*If I missed any, please let me know!*

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Tradition states that all wolves, no matter age or rank, must run together on the night of the full moon. Every month packs would meet in peace and race through the hills, pups rolling in the dirt and alphas howling to the moon, it was a sight to behold. No wolf dare to miss the tradition, even rogues, but Mari wasn't sure she could make it, for she was too busy fucking herself to even get out of bed.

She had prematurely gone into heat, never having met her mate but somehow yearning for them. Her body cried and ached for its alpha, its begging nonstop even after fucking herself into oblivion.

"Mari darling, the moon is rising." Genevieve, Mari's pack leader and caretaker, spoke in a gentle voice as she stepped into the uncomfortably hot bedroom.

"Yea, I can feel it." The panting girl could barely speak, nuzzled under a pile of blankets in her homemade bed-nest with her fingers still pressed deep inside herself. Despite the heavy scent of Mari's arousal permeating the air, Gen and her alpha kept calm, feeling no reaction to the uncontrollable begging of the omega before her.

"Would you like to come? You know you don't have to." It was near silent for a moment, with only the sounds of heavy breathing and muffled slick reaching Genevieve's ears. Mari then whimpered her answer.

"I-I want to, but I can't shift or I'll present myself to near every damn alpha there." Gen nodded in understanding.

"I'll let you get dressed then. Bundle up and cover your scent glands. You'll be staying with me the entire time okay? Wolves in heat have gone out before and they've been fine, so I'm sure all will go well." A slight movement from under the blankets indicated Mari's nod, although her short grunt said otherwise.

"But they all came with their mates. I don't have one." Gen sighed and tugged on her lip.

"I know darling, but you have me okay? I'll be your protective alpha." Satisfied by Mari's quiet giggle and larger nod, Genevieve took her leave, shutting the door behind her and locking it for Mari's safety.

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When Gen showed back up in Mari's room, she had already shifted into her large grey and brown wolf. Mari on the other hand had swapped the blankets covering her bareness for proper clothing: a tight undershirt covered by a heavy turtleneck sweater and thick pants. She still felt overwhelmed with need, but after a long day of pounding her fingers into her greedy pussy, she felt controlled enough to hopefully last the night.

When the pair stepped out into the courtyard, Mari hugging Gen's back and gripping the thick fur around her neck, hundreds of glowing eyes fell onto them. She could hear their quiet sniffs and confused huffs, prompting a blush as she embarrassingly nuzzled her face into Gen's fluffy coat, but all it took was a single growl and everyone looked away, casting their gaze towards the floor and kneeling at the presence of their leader.