This one is really different. I hope that's okay!
A rather large wolf with jet black fur stalked his small prey patiently through the dense foliage of the forest surrounding his quaint home. Though, he wasn't hungry for an evening meal but rather he was hungry for something else...
His intended target was a very petite she-wolf with fur as white as freshly fallen snow. She was currently completely and utterly unaware of his ever-looming presence behind her as he hides in the shadows and watched her intently while she moved throughout his territory with an almost lazy gate.
He licked his large jowls repeatedly as he moved silently into a crouching position behind some rather thick brush. The wolf was simply hiding and waiting for the opportune moment to make his first move.
He could sense that her heat was coming soon, which would account for why she seemed so restless, and he wanted dibs; after all she was on his territory to begin with.
He wanted to be the one to take her for his own.
He wanted to be the one to mount her.
He wanted to put her beneath him and claim her for himself.
To make her his mate.
To impregnate her using his seed.
As an alpha wolf... it was his right to do so.
The she-wolf's scent was intoxicating and it drew him to her like a moth was drawn to a flame. He wanted her, now, but he had to be patient. For he knew that it wouldn't be an easy task to achieve.
He would have competition and even though he couldn't see them; he could certainly smell them approaching. They were all lurking nearby and it irked him that they were on his territory, that they were ready and waiting just like him... but he held himself back for the time being; he just had to be patient.
Patient and quick.
He watched as she startled; his ears twitching to the sound of a small twig snapping just to her left and he watched as an unknown male wolf slowly approached what he now considered to be his female; a low, deep growl was poised at the back of his throat as his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. Every muscle in his body poised to attack should the need arise.
The newcomer looked to be rather scraggly and malnourished.
His fur was a deep shade of red and it stood out in several places along his spine and ribs. The wolf's eyes were the color of dirt and he looked to be fairly nervous as he approached the female with a small whimper.
The black wolf watched as the male lowered his lanky body to the ground before his she-wolf. She regarded him with an air of indifference as he tried to lick her muzzle affectionately.
He watched anxiously as his female approached the other male slowly. Her black nose pressed against him for a split second before she reared back and snapped her teeth at him. A low, deep growl resonated in the clearing as she snarled her agitation; effectively ruining his chances and much to the black wolf's deep satisfaction, he watched as the other male slunk away in defeat with his tail quite literally between his legs.
The same thing happened several more times, a new male would approach her and each time it ended with the same results as she would send them all away. Defeated males seemed to pout as they slunk away and the she-wolf was always left alone. This was how the first few days of her impending heat went.
The black wolf hadn't moved from his previous position.
He was still waiting.
Waiting and watching with a practiced patience that most others didn't possess.
It wasn't time just yet for him to make his move, but it would be... soon.
Just as he had predicted, the she-wolf's sweet scent had grown stronger by the fourth day and she had grown even more restless. He knew that she was now ready; and so was he.
But again, the male had some competition.
Only one other male still remained.
He was a darkly colored grey wolf who was just slightly smaller than himself and he moved with an air of arrogance and confidence as he almost glided into the clearing from the black wolf's right.
The new male was stalking his way over to his female; definitely confident in his strides and the black wolf watched in utter horror as the female, whom had caught his attention first, allowed the other male to circle her and sniff at her rear.
When he watched her lowered her small body to the ground and tucked her tail to the side in offering to the other male; he was seeing red.
Right before the male could mount her however; he was on top of him.
Their teeth clashed together and sank into skin as they fought for dominance; as they fought for the right to mate with this female. The black wolf wasn't about to give up. He had waited to long for her and was determined to make her his.
Large paws smacked and sharp claws slashed into their opponent's flesh; ripping away pieces of fur and skin in the process.
Deep howls of pain mingled with the sounds of their vicious growls; both males giving it their all.
But the dark, black wolf was larger and stronger that the grey one.
So, the fight was over in minutes.
He was left as the victor.
He watched as the other male limped away. His right leg was completely broken in several places and dangled at his side; his once pristine coat was now matted in places with congealed blood. The black wolf huffed through his expanding nostrils once before turning to the she-wolf who was standing to the side; observing him with an impressed and heated gaze.
It was time for him to claim his prize.
He growled lowly at her as she approached, though the sound wasn't meant to frighten her and he watched with a dark, hungry gaze as she stopped before him and lowered herself to the ground just as she had done with the other male, she was offered herself willingly... to him now.
A small whimper escaped her as her roughly textured tongue came out to tentatively lick at his large muzzle and his chest rumbled more as he pressed his head against her side affectionately.
When the female then moved so that her bottom was now facing him and twisted her tail to the side to give him access to her... goods, he only hesitated for a split-second, and that was only so that he could quickly sniff her rear.
The scent of her heat at this close of range was assaulting his senses and he wasted little time in mounting her after that.
When their bodies were finally joined, the black wolf quickly grasped his female by the scruff of her neck and bite down rather harshly so he could hold her in place. His movements were very quick and thorough as he penetrated her easily from behind.
The small female beneath him whimpered softly but she gave no further protest to his demanding movements as he took her and made her his.
He thoroughly enjoyed his prize over the next few days. He was continuously mounting, biting and marking his little female whenever and wherever he could or when she would allow him to do so that is and it was usually done multiple times throughout the day.
They did it in the woods...
...in their den...
...occasionally in the shallow stream nearby...
...and even once he took her over the body of a kill that he had brought to her because they were unable to control themselves; he was unable to control himself when it came to her.
He also made sure to provide for her as any male wolf would do in order to prove his worth to his female mate; to show her that he was still worthy of both her time and praise so that she wouldn't go looking for companionship elsewhere. Though he had noted, with great pride and satisfaction, that she seemed to be very fond of him. Just as he was very fond of her.
This beautiful, petite, snow-white she-wolf...
This strong and slightly stubborn female was his now and he would never let her go.
She was his mate to protect.
She was his mate to provide for.
She was his mate to take care of.
She was simply his mate and the black-pelted male wolf would do anything and everything he could to keep it that way.
Author's Notes:
(Sasusaku au. Full wolves version)
If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.
