The inquiry, haggling, and purchasing of my new home takes the better part of four hours before I'm handing over the gold to the Jarl's steward in return for a small, secluded shack that's a single step inside the Whiterun province from Eastmarch. I've been warned it hasn't been taken care of and is going to need some work to make comfortable which, all things considered, is the least of my worries at the moment. Even since I entered the city, I've been throwing glances over my shoulder and keeping my eyes peeled for any other members of the Companions.
I can't allow anyone to know I've returned to the city yet until I've gotten my mate set up in our new home. I warned Farkas and Vilkas as the Khajiit and I were leaving Jorrvaskr that we might be gone as long as a week hunting for the prized boar, so being seen in Whiterun without the Khajiit of all things would raise questions I don't know how to answer. Thankfully, my exit from the city isn't met with any fanfare or even a greeting from anyone I pass. My savings are halfway drained, and I now own a property I can guarantee wasn't worth the gold spent on it; however, it'll be more than worth it the second I have my love contained and safe in our new home. I'll still need to return to Whiterun for work and appearances, but my love can stay at the home until the day she dies as far as I'm concerned.
On my way out of the city, I grab some supplies such as food and wine which I'll need for tonight. My otherwise short walk back to the area I've stashed Jackass and the Khajiit is a nice, relaxing stroll as my mind dreams of how next I'll breed my mate. I've only gotten two of my loads in her so far and I need that number to be significantly higher before I feel comfortable saying she's probably pregnant. I'm mentally working out how best to breed her when I finally arrive at the clearing and see the woman of my dreams in the flesh.
A mix of my cum and her blood has pooled around her and she's shifting as her body flicks in my direction. Already, I can see welts and bruises spotting up underneath her pelt along with stains forming underneath where the bag is still securely over the other woman's head. I consider mating her right away before transporting her to our new paradise before I see how low the sun has gotten and decide against it. I take the woman in my arms and am rewarded with a pathetic cry and a twitch of her tail. I load her back onto Jackass in a position I'd carry a prisoner, then slide up in front of her and begin the ride to our house. Jackass tries spitting his lead out and wanders away from where I'm taking him more than a few times, so it's dark as sin when I finally take us along the beaten dirty trail that leads to our shack.
The small, single room building has everything we'll ever need: a worn, sagging bed to share shoved in the back corner as far away from the door as possible; a rotten table with four likewise rotten chairs dominating one corner of the house; an area dedicated to cooking with a small firepit and dinged pots and pans in one corner; an area dedicated to using the restroom with a basin of stale water and a bucket in a different corner; and a small sitting area dead in the middle with more "comfortable" rotten chairs with rancid cushions on them. Whatever this place was once for, it's clear it's been abandoned far too long.
I'd be tempted to go back to Whiterun tomorrow and demand some of my gold back if it wasn't for the fact I had an actual prisoner currently stowed away in the building. Still, I can't help brainstorming ways of getting new furniture all the way out here as I slowly take off the bag over the Khajiit's head and the gag out of her mouth. To her credit, the woman manages to last a few seconds before breaking down in tears as she finally realizes I've taken her far, far away from anywhere she'd know with her blindfolded the whole way after taking her on a separate journey where she was likewise hogtied and blindfolded. The woman isn't the best tracker or survivalist and even I would have some trouble making my way home if suddenly dropped off here.
I allow her a few pitiful sobs before reaching for her. My hand strokes her messy, knotted mane as I shush her and pull her close. Her entire body goes rigid and she immediately stops her sobbing. I can feel her shaking and her heart racing as I place a gentle kiss upon her trembling lips. My lover obeys my wish when I run my tongue along her lower lip and allows me entrance. I taste her mouth as I give in and allow myself to explore her insides with my tongue. Her shaking only increases as she obeys my silent command of keeping her mouth open for me.
It's only as I'm retracting my tongue that she grows a bit of a backbone and nips me with one of her fangs. Luckily for her, the sharp sting only sends a fever to my groin without angering me too much. Still, give her a sharp smack on her ass while leading her towards the bed I'll be fucking her in tonight. The bound woman groans in realization and gives a few exhausted tugs at the ropes binding her in an attempt to free herself. I ignore her "escape attempts" as I heave her onto the bed on her back. A hiss of pain is my reward as the Khajiit lands on her own hands which are still bound behind her back.
"Hush, darling, I know you're excited, but be still for me.". A shudder runs up her body as she forces herself to remain still for fear of what I'll do to her otherwise. I whisper praises to her as I begin stripping us both to the bareness the Nine intended.
"Such a smart, pretty girl for me. I'm so lucky to have you.". I notice her eyes are tightly closed and give her a gentle tap on the cheek with the tips of my fingers.
"Open your eyes, love, or else I'll have to do something neither of us will like.". Her eyes open in an instant and the glassy, puffy orbs lock onto mine. I give her the most reassuring smile I can muster as I wrap her legs around my hips and line myself up against her entrance. My own slick seed and her blood is drying in globs around her cunt and I'm able to slather my cock in enough of it I slide home with ease. The woman wiggles and whines while maintaining eye contact with me. I lean for a kiss only for her to turn her head before the Khajiit seems to remember the situation she's in and turns her head back to allow me my kiss. I lean heavily into the warmth of her mouth with my tongue as I begin slowly thrusting my cock into her. I've been rushing our mating and this time I want to take it slow and savor every cry and plea from my love's lips.
The woman's face remains frozen as her body has a mind of its own with the constant wiggling she's doing. Her familiar warmth takes me like an old friend as I slowly shape her cunt to fit my cock. Soon enough, I'll have it where she's made for me and me alone. The thought urges me on and my gentle fucking quickly speeds up until I'm once again rutting into the woman beneath me like a stallion claiming his mare. My rough fucking is what finally gets the Khajiit beneath me to resume her sobbing.
I pull back from the kiss with a long, sticky trail of our shared saliva connecting me to the woman below me. This only seems to set her off more as she forgets the rules and slams her eyes shut. I sigh at her behavior and can see she's about to open them up again when my palm cracks across her face. The Khajiit yowls and begins actually trying to get away. Her legs spasm and thrash in her desperate attempts to claw me with her feet, her tail lashes back and forth wildly against my balls in her panic, and she starts spitting and hissing at me.
"If you don't behave, I'll be forced to break your tail that's so nicely tickling my sack.". The woman seems to consider my threat before hissing a second time and renewing her efforts. In one swift motion, I've pulled my lover's tail around my leg with one hand while holding her down with the other. I bring both hands to her tail and continue thrusting into her like a woman possessed. Finally, it dawns on the Khajiit I'm not bluffing when I say I'll hurt her.
"Wait, no-". A satisfying crack rings out coupled with a yowl of pure agony. My love's cries are sweet music to my ears as I release her broken tail and continue fucking her. No more claws are aimed at my back, no more flicking tail, and no more hisses or spitting. I set up a brutal pace as I place my hands on either side of the woman's head. My "no looking away" rule is in the front of the Khajiit's mind as her crying eyes never waver from my face. I offer a less than friendly smile as I start huffing and puffing in the other woman's face in my desperate attempt to reach my peak.
"You know, if you were more compliant, I would make sure you'd cum as well.". The woman's ears are flattened to her head at the mention of me servicing her. Oh well, she'll warm to the idea in time. I abandon any semblance of caring for my lover and let myself lose control in the moment. I wildly rut into her with snarls and growls galore and my balls slapping her asshole. I make a mental note to fuck that next as I unleash a third load into the woman's cunt within the last 24 hours.
I take a moment to close my eyes and savor the feeling of my own seed slowly leaking out of the woman's cunt around my cock. I take slow, deep breaths to take in the woman's scent and decide I'm going to go hunting after I've made us dinner and gotten her to bed. I'm not sure how I'll bind her or what needs to be done, but the wolf inside me aches to run free and lay claim to the land just as my human body has laid claim to the woman below me. I'm sure one day I'll have the woman full to bursting with my children and I want the woods around us to be as thoroughly claimed as possible before the time comes.
Our lives will be happy and perfect as long as the woman below me can finally learn to accept I'm the best mate she's ever going to find. My cock slides out of her. I take one final, deep breathe to fill my lungs with her scent. I've savored our time tonight, but she needs rest to recover, and I need to stretch my legs and get a feel for the woods surrounding us. I'm opening my mouth and eyes to tell the woman as much when I hear a faint snap like those of ropes being broken. Before I know what's happen, I feel five claws rip across my face.