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Cearul sat and enjoyed the warm spring sun. The snow was melting, the trees were turning green, you could literally smell spring in the air. Cearul loved being outdoors, no matter what the season, but spring seemed to be one of his favorite. Besides, it made finding food easier since animals were coming out of hiding and winter hibernation. Food however, was the last thing on Cearul's mind at the moment. He had met a beautiful red-head in town last night, and at the moment she was all he was thinking about. Cearul was suddenly shaken out of his daydream by the smell of smoke, and it seemed to be coming from the direction of the town. Cearul shifted into his wolf form, and tore through the woods to see what was going on. As he reached the edge of the town, he stopped and looked in horror. Half of the town was in flames, and there were Northmen running through the streets killing people and looting at will. Cearul rushed into the town, shifting back into his human form inside a horse barn to be sure no one would see him. He crept out, and immediately saw a Northman coming around the bend in the street. Cearul ducked back into the barn and hid just inside the door in the shadows. Grinning a bit, he shifted into his anthro form and waited. Sure enough, the Northman stuck his head through the door of each building as he passed to see if it had been looted already. As he came to the barn and stuck his head through the door, Cearul moved like a bolt of lightning. The Northman never even knew what hit him, and was dead before he even hit the ground. Cearul shifted back to his human form again, picked up the Northman's sword, and headed out to join the fight. By the time the Northmen left the town, more than half of it was in ruins, much of it still burning, and the dead and wounded lay everywhere. The town guard was decimated. Although technically not his fight, Cearul had defended the town with the best of them. He worried the whole time what had become of the beautiful girl he had met the night before. He hoped she was OK. Cearul found himself standing in front of the same pub he had been in the night before, and recognized an older gentleman and a woman who appeared to be his wife, having seen them with the girl the previous night. The woman was laying dead by the door to the pub, and the man was laying in the street. He did not look very good.

"Sir," Cearul said as he rushed up. "How badly are you hurt? Can I help you to get somewhere safer?" Cearul said in a worried tone.

"Thank you young man," the older man gasped, "But I am dying. I have nothing to live for anyway. My wife is dead, and my daughter was carried off by the Northmen."

The man gasped for air again, and Cearul couldn't help notice how much blood the man had lost. It would not be long before he was in a better place.

"Do me one thing, young man," the older man said. "Promise me you will go rescue my daughter, Ailyn."

"Do not worry sir, I will find her and rescue her," Cearul said. He wasn't sure why he said it, the Northmen would not give her up easily. Evan though he was a werewolf, Cearul would be outmatched against so many. "I'll save your daughter sir."

The man smiled and squeezed Cearul's hand before a fit of coughing. The man gasped for his last breath, and died. Cearul closed the man's eyes, and pulled two copper pieces from his pocket. He placed them on the man's eyes, and then put two more on the woman's eyes. Funny the superstitions and traditions he had kept over the years. Cearul gathered a few things from the dead Northmen near him, picking up a scabbard for his sword, a small throwing axe, and a really nice dagger. After attaching these to his belt Cearul took off out of town at a run, heading towards the sea as fast as he could.

Once out of sight of the town, Cearul shifted into his wolf form. He could travel faster this way, and it would make it easier for him to sneak up on the Northmen. He sun set, and Cearul kept running. Once again his nose picked up the scent of a fire, but this time he also smelled meat roasting over the fire. His stomach grumbled. It had been a long time since his last meal. Cearul darted into the woods before shifting into his human form again, and drawing his sword. He crept up to the edge of a small clearing where the Northmen had made camp for the night. It looked as if they were about to begin eating, but Cearul had other plans for them. He noticed that the girl, Ailyn, was tied up and laying on the ground on the far side of the camp. Not thinking about the situation, and deciding to wait until the men were full of food and mead, Cearul rushed in with a loud war cry and killed two of the Northmen before any could react. Suddenly though, the whole camp erupted in chaos as they all tried to grab their weapons and attack the young man. Cearul suddenly realized that there was no way he could take them all this way, and that he had let his emotions get him into a potentially lethal situation. Without hesitation, Cearul dropped the sword and shifted into his anthro form. There was a look of shock and terror that went through the Northmen as they realized what Cearul was. Being Northmen though, none would flee. Either Cearul would die, or they would. Cearul realized as the fight wore on that there had to be at least 30 of the Northmen there, more than he had thought at first. Evan so, the Northmen did not stand a chance. They were tired from a day of battle and looting, and although Cearul was also tired, he had much more strength to draw on than they did. The fight ended shortly, and as the adrenalin wore off, an exhausted Cearul collapsed next to Ailyn with barely enough strength to cut her bonds. He didn't even bother to shift back to his Human form. He simply passed out.

Cearul woke to the smell of food, and the feeling of a warm fire. As he opened his eyes, he saw that Ailyn had moved the fire closer to him, and had food cooking on a spite over it. He sat up, and noticed that his wounds had been bandaged. He laughed to himself. Apparently the girl didn't know that his wounds would heal shortly. It was kind of her though. Cearul saw the girl walking out of the woods wit a helmet full of water, which she placed at the edge of the fire to heat up.

"I'm glad you're awake now," Ailyn said, a bit timidly. "I wanted to thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome," Cearul said. "I was about to try and find you when I found your parents in town," Cearul started to say.

"How are they?" Ailyn asked, interrupting him.

"They..." Cearul choked a bit. How should he tell her? "They're dead Ailyn, I'm sorry."

Ailyn burst out in tears. "I have nothing left now," she cried. "I have no where to go, our home was burned....I have nothing left!" She continued to cry.

Cearul sat down next to her, and placed an arm around her. He pulled her close to him, and let her cry.

"It's OK Ailyn, it's OK." Cearul said trying to comfort her. "I lost my parents a while back too. I know how you feel. Just let it all out, cry, it'll help you feel better. I'm here for you."

Ailyn continued to sob into Cearul's chest, as he held her tight. Eventually, Ailyn cried herself to sleep, and Cearul laid her down and covered her with a few blankets. He felt so bad for her. IF only there was something he could do for her. His stomach growled loudly. He turned to the fire, stoked it up a bit and added some more wood, and then started munching on the meat that was now finished cooking. After he finished eating, Cearul decided it was time to sleep. Not wanting Ailyn to wake up alone, he laid down next to her, but let her stay under the blankets by herself. His fur would keep him warm enough till morning.

Ailyn woke with a start. The sun was coming up, and there was a large furry arm wrapped around her. The memories of the previous day came rushing back, and it was all she could do to keep from crying again. As she stirred, the werewolf also woke up, and sat up.

"Good morning, Ailyn," Cearul said with a slight grin. "And how are you feeling now?"

"I feel a little better," Ailyn said. "I'm very hungry though."

Cearul laughed, and started preparing breakfast. After they were done eating, they began walking through the woods, in no particular direction...just following a random woodsman's path. They were quiet for a while, and then Cearul had an idea. She had no one left, no where to go...why not ask her to be his mate. He could provide for her. Besides, he had wanted to make her his mate before anyway. Not under these circumstances, but he could not change that now. As they came to a sunny clearing, Cearul led Ailyn to a small boulder and sat her down on it.

"Ailyn," Cearul began. "I have an idea of where you could go. You'd be well cared for, loved, and protected."

Ailyn looked into his eyes and smiled for the first time. "Really? Where?" She asked excitedly.

"I could take you to my home, if you wanted." Cearul said. "I've been wanting a mate, and I could provide for you easily enough. And you would never have to fear the Northmen again." Cearul saw the look of shock on her face and got worried...maybe this wasn't the best suggestion after all.

"I...I don't know," Ailyn said. "I mean..." she thought about it as she stuttered. What did she have to lose? Nothing really. And she had everything to gain. A handsome man...or wolf...whatever, someone who seemed to care a lot about her, a place to live, protection, it seemed like everything she wanted, and needed. "Yes. OK. I'll do it." Ailyn said, surprising Cearul and herself.

"Wow, really?" Cearul exclaimed. "You mean it? You want to be my mate?"

"I'm not sure how it will all work out," Ailyn said, "but yes, I want to be your mate!"

Cearul almost jumped for joy. Her saying that was a dream come true. They turned in a direction toward where Cearul's den was, and chatted like old friends the whole way there. When they arrived, Cearul started a fire, and got dinner cooking. After eating they both passed out, still exhausted from the events of the day before and their trekking through the woods all day today.

Cearul woke in the middle of the night to find Ailyn snuggled up against him tightly. The feeling, and how she looked sleeping there next to him was arousing, and he felt his cock start to slip out of it's sheath. Getting up, Cearul put some more wood on the fire and turned to look at her again. Gods, she was beautiful. Ailyn woke feeling a bit cold and realized that Cearul was not laying next to her any more. She sat up and say him standing over her watching her sleep. She also noticed his cock in a semi-aroused state and giggled to herself. She had not thought of Cearul in a sexual way yet, but if she was going to be his mate she figured she might as well start now. Ailyn got up and walked over to Cearul and embraced him tightly. Cearul growled softly in pleasure, as she also ground her hips into his.

"I love you Cearul," Ailyn said. "Make love to me, and then I will truly be your mate...forever"

Cearul growled lustily, and smiled. "I love you too, Ailyn. And I will gladly make love to you," Cearul said as he picked her up and laid her down on a soft pile of furs.

Slowly, Cearul undressed her, taking care each time he exposed a piece of her skin to kiss it softly. Ailyn moaned each time she felt his hot kiss on her skin, each time his muzzle came close she could feel the heat emanating off of him. Soon, she was completely naked, and Cearul laid her back and smiled.

"Are sure you are ready for this?" Cearul asked.

"Oh, yes please," Ailyn replied. "I love you Cearul!"

Cearul just smiled again, and spread her legs apart. Then he did something Ailyn was not expecting. Instead of positioning his wolfhood near her pussy, he bent his muzzle down and started to lick her hot, wet slit. Ailyn almost screamed in pleasure the moment he started. It felt so wonderful. She'd never felt anything like it, and begged him to continue.

"Oh! Ah!" Ailyn cried as her orgasm neared. "I'm going to cum!"

Cearul needed no more encouragement, and increased the rate at which his tongue flicked over her clit. He also slid one large digit into her pussy and started rubbing her g-spot. Ailyn couldn't take it any more, and screamed as her orgasm wracked her body. Her arms and legs went stiff as her back arched and her hips bucked and thrust into Cearul's face. Her pussy spasmed and her hot tasty juices squirted out into Cearul's waiting mouth. He lapped up every last drop of her cum, and then looked up at her and grinned.

"Ye gods," Ailyn said weakly. "I never knew such pleasure existed."

"Well now you do," Cearul said with a smirk. "And that is only part of it."

Ailyn smiled and shook her hips at him suggestively while rubbing her breasts. "I want you Cearul. I want you inside me, I want you to take my maidenhead and make me a woman."

"OK," Cearul said. "Roll over on your stomach then, and bring your knees up towards your chest," Cearul instructed her.

Ailyn complied with the instructions, and now her ass was up in the air giving Cearul a beautiful look at her womanhood. He started rubbing her pussy again, and found it to be slick again already. He smiled as he positioned his cock at the entrance of her wet slit.

"Ready?" Cearul asked.

"Take me!" Ailyn cried.

Cearul gave no warning, and simply slammed his cock deep into her hot pussy, popping her cherry. Ailyn screamed in surprise, and partly in pain as her pussy was stretched and her maidenhead was torn. Once his cock was all the way in, Cearul stopped for a moment.

"Are you OK Ailyn?" Cearul asked.

"Yes," She replied. "It's OK. Keep going"

Cearul started to thrust gently, only pulling out a few inches and then back in again. Slowly, the pain subsided and she felt her arousal growing again. Before long Ailyn was well on her way to her second orgasm of the night.

"Oh yeah!" Ailyn exclaimed. "Fuck me harder Cearul, fuck me harder!"

Cearul smiled and complied, picking up the pace quite a bit. Soon his knot was hitting the outside of her pussy, and threatening to pop inside her. Lost in the moment, his feral instincts taking over, Cearul did not think about how his knot would fit inside her pussy. He kept thrusting harder and harder, egged on by Ailyn's cries of pleasure, and suddenly there was a "pop" and his knot lodged inside her hot cunt. Ailyn cried out as his knot entered her, but then the feeling of complete fullness made her gasp in ecstasy. Cearul continued thrusting as much as his knot would let him, only barely being able to keep from cumming right then. Ailyn's body could take no more though, and her orgasm ripped through her again. She screamed, thrusting her hips back against Cearul as hard as she could. Her toes curled and her abs tightened, causing her to bend down more and ensuring that Cearul's cock was as deep inside her pussy as was possible. As her pussy spasmed and contracted around Cearul's knot, he lost control and felt his cum jet out and spray the inside of her womb. Stream after stream coated her insides, mixing with her own juices. As their climaxes subsided, they collapsed beside each other and fell asleep.

They awoke a short time later, and Cearul pulled his knot out of Ailyn's abused pussy. There was a slight "plop" sound as it came out, and their mixed cum juices flowed out. Ailyn smiled as she rolled over and then sat up. She pushed Cearul backwards, and then bent down taking his cock in her mouth. As she started to suck on it, Cearul gasped. He'd never had any woman do that before. It was wonderful. Ailyn continued to suck on his cock, as it became fully erect again. She kept bobbing her head up and down his shaft, all the way to his knot. Ailyn placed her hands around Cearul's cock just below his knot, and squeezed it gently as she sucked harder. The feeling was overwhelming, and Cearul started to shoot jets of sticky, hot cum into Ailyn's mouth. She almost gagged at first, but then began to swallow it as it squirted out, her hands and mouth milking every last drop of cum from him.

"Ailyn, that was amazing. Where did you learn that?" Cearul asked.

"Well," Ailyn said, "I've heard a few things said around my parents pub. I never dreamed I'd ever try any of it though." She laughed and smiled up at him. "I love you Cearul. Thank you for saving me, and thank you for taking me as your mate."

"You're welcome," Cearul said. "Thank you for becoming my mate. I will love you and protect you forever."

They lay down again, snuggled tightly into one another's arms, and fell asleep. As they drifted off, Cearul couldn't help but wonder if Ailyn would change from their coupling. It was up to fate now. He also wondered if she would get pregnant from their first tie. He smiled at the though of becoming a father, and fell into the most peaceful sleep he had had in a very long time.