Leo sat in the weighting room and felt like a caged animal. That's because I am an animal, Leo thought to himself. The instant he walked in, a broad, but smaller male than himself, started chuckling to himself and walked into another room. When the male opened the door, the most delectable and soothing scent wafted into the room. He instantly realized it was a human female and she smelled like the raging waters of a river after a downpour and wildflowers at the beginning of their bloom. Sweet. Mouth-watering. Addictive. Mine.
Wait, he thought, Mine? No. Not mine. He shook his head, trying to dispel the thought and focussed on his surroundings. He might feel trapped and claustrophobic but that was most likely because he was always outside and rarely, if ever, wore clothing. The walls and ceilings made him feel like he was in cage and his pants felt tight, especially over his groin. His woman's scent made his cock swell and made his pants even tighter than they already were. His tail swished back in forth in happiness and anticipation. He grabbed it at the top and tried to settle it down. It was to no avail. Even though he didn't want to admit it, his body knew that his mate was near.
Leo heard a quiet conversation and turned his head towards the sound of tinkling bells. It reminded him of the fairies he was told about in stories as a child. His mate's voice. It was lovely beyond imagine. He was so entranced in his mate that he couldn't even make out the words.
The it hit him, this male- a male without a tail- is talking to his mate. Anger and rage settled within him. His. His mate! He truly no longer cared about his tail or anything else. He wanted her.
He moved to the Wild Zone because he had a hard time staying calm around others. He was territorial, aggressive, huge, and possessive. Moving away and living in isolation has helped calm the beast inside of him but now that his mate is near, his beast rages again. He was having a particularly good month actually. He only got into two fights and he restrained himself from maiming anyone. But now… Now he's not so sure.
He is snapped out of his thoughts by the male coming back towards him. The male is no longer at ease. The other New Species can scent the rage coming off of him and knows to be cautious. The male is tall, around 6'3, but not nearly as tall as himself. He has shoulder length brown hair and a striking face. It is obvious by his eyes, but mostly his scent, that the male is feline but definitely of a smaller species than himself. Perhaps mountain lion? It matters not. All that Leo knows is that the male is not a competition physically, but in terms of looks, definitely.
He suddenly feels sadness at the fact that this male is someone his mate deserves. Someone who matches the beauty that he knows she possess, even though he has yet to see her.
The other male has been speaking. Leo decides that he should probably be listening into what he is saying. He catches, "...Flame. Dr. Sara will be with you in a moment. In the meantime, please go to room two and sit down".
Leo nods his head and shoots the smaller male a glare that causes him to flinch. Leo knows he is terrifying. He looks more animal than man and scares even some of the most brave New Species.
He decides to heed the male- Flame's?- words and strides over to room two. When he gets there, he opens the door and peers inside. It is sterile smelling but the decor is much more warm and inviting than expected. The walls are a soft brown and there are calming pictures of the wilderness hung up. There are two huge windows facing the woods and it calms him to know that it would be easy for him to escape back to his home if need be.
Leo is anxious to see his mate. He knows he is ugly and unworthy but hopes that she will realize that he can provide for her and love her. It matters not that she is a doctor. If he can get over that fact after years of torture and abuse, perhaps she can get over the fact that he is unsightly and terrifying.
There is a sharp clicking sound and his heart jumps into his throat. His mate is coming in. He gets his first sight of her and he almost groans aloud. His mate is beautiful. She is tiny and that is perfect because it means that she needs even more protecting. He will be a perfect mate for her. She has short blonde hair and a heart shaped face. Her eyes are brown and she has freckles splattered across her nose like pain droplets. He is briefly worried that when they make love and he claims her, that he will hurt her because of his size. How can someone o small take his huge cock? Never mind. He will be as gentle as possible and if he pains her even a little, he will only pleasure her with his mouth. Yes, he thinks, she is mine and I would never hurt her.
His cock is truly painfully hard from her scent and appearance but when she turns around again after closing the door, she freezes. His mate, his Sara, stares at his with wide eyes and he quickly steps forward to calm her. Someone is scaring his mate and he will not stand for it. It must be the male outside! That male will die for scaring his Sara.
He strides to her and pulls her tight against his body. Her warmth seeps into his skin and he purrs, burying his face into her hair. His straining and engorged cock presses tighly against her stomach and he lightly thrusts into it, unable to help himself. He groans and grinds against her slightly, reveling in the fact that he holds his mate in his arms and is surrounded by her scent. His mate. His love. His Sara.
He scents fear and rips his head from her hair, roaring loudly. No one will scare his mate! No one! He grasps her tighter against him and picks her up into his arms. He tucks her head against his neck and protects the back of her head with his large hand. She is so small compared to him, his Sara. She starts whimpering and he lets out a snarl. He will protect her.
All of the sudden, the door to the room bursts open and that male staggers in.
Flame screams, "Put her down, now!". And tries to make a grab for his Sara. Tries to take his mate out of his arms.
"Mine!", Leo roars and enjoys the look of pure terror that crosses the smaller male's face. This will be easy, he thinks. This male is no match for me. He will not come any closer to my mate. Swiftly, he lets go of Sara's head and uses his freed hand to grab the male by the neck and throw his against the wall. The male's head connects against it with a sickening thud and he is out cold.
Sara starts struggling and Leo pushes her head back to his neck and grabs her tighter. He purrs to her in a gruff voice, "My mate"
Leo starts running out of the room and toward the exit. Luckily, they were the only ones in the facility so it is a straight shot to the door. When he makes it outside, another wave of fear permeates from Sara and Leo's anger insanity notches up even higher. He roars again, louder this time, and runs faster. Tucking Sara's head even closer to his neck.
At this point, he has made it into the woods and he finds the path that will take him to his house the fastest. The ground is dry and sturdy, thanks to the lack of rain recently, and makes it easy for him to push off of against and gain speed quickly while running. Unfortunately the fastest route is blocked by territories occupied by other Wild Zone residents and he must avoid those. He can take all of those males but it would put his Sara at risk and he would never do that. Not to mention the fact that if he encounters one of them, they will slow him down from reaching his home with his mate. Instead, he takes the safest route and starts sprinting toward his home. His mate is whimpering into his neck and shaking in fear so he purrs into her ear, trying to calm her and wants to reassure her with his words and let her know that she is safe with him, but is incapable of forming words at the moment. He is not much of a talker to begin with and struggles with forcing words out from between his lips because he was beaten every time he uttered a sound in the testing facility. He has spoken more to his mate this day than he has spoken in the previous weeks combined. With her fear so blatant, he cannot grab control of his mental processes enough to speak to her. To calm her.
No matter, he is now within his territory and he picks up his speed even more to make it to his home. He is so close. So close to complete safety for his mate. He shifts her weight in his arms again and marvels at her tiny size. He will feed her when they get to his home. Just meat. He will make her bigger and more sturdy so that she can take his cock.
Mmmmm…. He thinks while catching another whiff of her scent. It is marred with fear but still absolutely delectable. His cock, which had returned to normal while he was enraged, strains against his jeans again at her scent. Yes… lots and lots of meat for her.
His tail, which he had paid no mind to up until this point, curls around his mate protectively and lays against her face, stroking it. Remarkably, it seems to calm her fear scent and he curiously catches a whiff of her need. No, that cannot be right, he thinks. But the stroking of his tail also seems to snap her out of her panic.
Suddenly, absolutely indescribable pleasure spears down his spine and straight to his cock. He almost drops his beautiful and delicate mate at the feel of her teeth trying to sink into his neck. He knows that her small, rounded teeth are not sharp enough to break his skin but he pushes her head closer to his throat anyway, hoping for the feel of her complete mating bite. If she cannot do it, he will help her later on by using his claws first. Her attempt, however fills him with joy. This means that his mate accepts him! His heart feels as full as his cock and he purrs into her ear over and over again, expressing his pleasure and love without words. He does. He loves his mate. His kind only needs to know their mate for a short time before they imprint on them. She is his and he loves her. She will be his forever.
At this point, they have made it to his house and he is getting ready to set her into the middle of his bed. He feels accomplished at the fact that he was able to provide a structure of a home for her. A nest. She will make a nest, his mate, and create a true home for their coupling.
He lays her down and starts stroking her skin. She is soft, delicate. He will be careful. She still has lingering fear scent on her and he once again wishes that he could have gone back and killed that male for terrifying his mate. He will. He will go back. But first, he must give his mate pleasure and complete their mating bond.
He rips the long white covering from her body and strips her pants and shirt from her. He kisses down her neck, enjoying the silky softness, and makes his way down to the triangle covering over her sex. He does not understand the point of it, decides she will not wear them around him, and nuzzles her covered sex. Her fear scent is mostly gone now and her need is starting to rise. He is glad that his mate does not hate his appearance or if she does, she can still get pleasure from him. His heart is almost ready to burst with love at this revelation. Maybe he is worthy of his mate if she gives him her need scent.
He continues to nuzzle her and lick through her covering until he can tell that she is soaked with her need. With her mating juices. Then, he carefully moves them to the side and sticks his tongue into her slit. Her taste explodes into his mouth and he faintly heard her moaning. He feels her writhe against his tongue and grasp his hair. His tail reaches up to stroke her face and express his love without words and she nuzzles against it, moaning.
His cock is so hard that he has to release it from his pants. He does not want to take his tail from her since she seems to like it and is now grasping and stroking it, sending volts of pleasure straight to his cock. He would have to take his tail from her in order to take off his pants, but he could never take something from her that she enjoys, so he doesn't. Instead, he reaches down and pops the button on the top of his jeans and lowers the zipper. His cock springs free and his mate gaps loudly, drawing his attention. Her form is writhing, sweaty, and she looks like a goddess spread across his bed. Her stunning gaze is locked on his cock and she reaches down seeming to want to touch it. He would give anything to his mate but he knows that if her tiny, soft hands touch it, he will explode. Instead, he kneels onto the bed with his hips cradled within her and starts sliding his cock in between her folds.
Her head falls back and she starts to gasp and buck her hips wantonly. The feel of her hot, wet sex against his straining shaft is almost too much to bear. He is reminded of his romance novels and regrets the fact that he did not finish his female off and let her reach the peak of her need before he mated with her, but he decides he will do it infinite times to make up for the loss of this first one.
He looks into her eyes for permission and they are glazed with lust. She moans and says, "Please. Please.", and Leo roars in triumph. She wants him! She needs him!
He grasps his shaft, instantly missing the contact of their sexes, lines himself up to her entrance and slowly pushes in. The feeling is indescribable and they both gasp in disbelief. This is his first time and he savors the fact that it is with his mate.
She feels like a hot glove around him and he very slowly pushes in. He has to restrain himself much in order to not hurt her. Suddenly, he gasps and throws his head up, looking into her eyes. He feels a barrier. This is her first time. She is wholly his! He roars again and stops all movement, leaning down to her ear to purr over and over again, "Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine".
A pain explodes on the back of his head. He pulls himself free of her angelic form and curls protectively around her, crushing her body toward his chest. His vision starts to turn black around the edges and he feels himself start to slump forward. Then, all he hears is his mate's shriek. NO!, he thinks. And suddenly, everything goes dark and he slips into nothingness.