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The New Raptor

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Lio984

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Sickle paced, his large claws clicking across the rock as he stalked the little blue raptor. Resplendent in dark grey and red feathers, he embodied what it meant to be a raptor, small and agile, lithe and nimble. He was a ferocious hunter, the leader of a pack, a low, crooning hiss warbling from the back of his throat as he dipped his head.

Juniper was not new to him, the blue raptor slightly smaller with her tail feathers fanned out for balance. Even though she was pretending to be inspecting a rock at the edge of the lake, lapping gently at her claws, he knew she was watching him intently out of the corner of her eye. It was in the set of the raptor's head, how she angled her body towards him, her attention on him even though she was, ever so lightly, playing hard to get.

"Juniper," he barked, his voice coming out sharper in the raptor tongue than another species may have liked. "You've been lurking around my pack and harem for too long..."

Juniper lifted her head. If her body had had the capability of doing so, she would have blushed. As it was, heat rushed and swirled around her body, a chatter rising from her lips as she ruffled up her tail feathers.

"Oh..." She dithered back and forth softly, though her jaws still hung agape in a light, raptor smile. "Oh, I didn't think... I knew you knew of me, but not that closely, Sickle."

Sickle, however, was not taking such a soft response for an answer. Sometimes a breeding female, one that he had his eye on, needed a very firm, straight question to speak clearly with him. The raptor, of course, was not in the business of taking anyone that was unwilling, even though he already had six females in his breeding harem.

Sickle didn't have to look after them, no, only breed them. They were the kind of females that could more than take care of themselves; it was only the raptor way to live in a pack environment with one male to breed them all.

"Juniper..." He hissed, his head low, snaking back and forth lightly. "I would like a look under that pretty tail of yours. Turn around, Juniper."

She shivered. She'd never been ordered around like that before and the sense of his eyes on her, raking over her, appraising her, had an embarrassing hiss curling from her lips.

As she turned, he watched her closely, taking in the wide set of her hips, how her feathers were a little thicker and plumper over her hind end, how her claws dug softly into the sand on the edge of the lake. Dense forest bordered the lake, though there were plenty of hunting grounds there for the raptors; for Sickle and his pack, it was a fertile land indeed.

"Mmmm..."

He rumbled his approval as she turned from him, the darker blue stripes across her body simply eye catching. Feathers lined her arms, though she was not a creature of flight, just like him, a lighter grey swathe of feathers along her back and her sides, though blue was her dominating colour.

Sickle rumbled a pleased growl, stalking around her in a tight circle.

"Mmm... Beautiful," he praised her, enjoying the ruffle of her feathers. "You are going to make such a fine addition to my harem, Juniper. Do you want that? Do you want to be under me?"

Juniper churred, clicking her teeth together as need rumbled within her.

"Oh... Yes... Yes, I want that, I want to be yours."

Being take or even being submissive was not something that Juniper was familiar with, though she had bred before. She had not taken with a clutch of eggs that time, however, and not found a mate to call her own either. She was more than happy to share the strong male with others, finding her place in the pack and in the world.

"Lift your tail, little one."

She loved that, even though she didn't know how to verbalise it, fanning her tail feathers up and out, showing off her slit. It was hard to see where in the slit her entrances diverged, everything contained there and tucked away within her neat, tight feathering for protection. Her anal passage, however, was still located closest to the underside of her tail with her sex in the middle and, of course, the much smaller entrance of her urinary tract below that. But even Juniper did not know what was coming.

She clicked her tongue against the roof of her both, shivering and instinctively bowing her front half down to the ground. It was primitive, an act of devout submission that she could not help but allow to flow through her, rubbing her snout submissively on the ground.

She wanted Sickle... And, much to her delight, Sickle wanted her too. Perhaps even more than the burning need of her loins wanted him.

"Mmmm..."

Pleased with Juniper's answer, Sickle nuzzled up under her tail, his tongue flicking out to drag tantalisingly along the edge of his slit. Now that Sickle had his newest breeding female right where he wanted her, he could take his fill of her.

"Mmm... What a delicious taste..." He murmured against her, a low hiss washing over her slit. "Mmm... Tail higher, little hen."

He grunted, shaking his head slightly, her arousal clouding his senses. Sickle dipped his tongue into the raptor's slit, seeking her entrance, her tart slickness clinging to his tongue. It almost didn't want to relinquish its hold on his tongue as he slipped the appendage back into his mouth, grunting softly, relishing in her taste.

Yet he needed more, dipping his tongue into her again and again, seeking those tiny spots that made her quiver with raw delight. Her tail shook above him in a tantalising bristle of feathers and Sickle grunted against her, pressing in harder, demanding that Juniper display herself fully for him.

The raptor keened and rubbed her snout on the ground, shivering as need built within her. Oh, that was like nothing she had ever seen before, though the rustle of undergrowth showed the other raptors, from his harem, stalking out, all keen to see the newest breeding female and member of their harem. They came in brighter colours - and one silver-brown raptor, the largest of them all, standing tall and proud - though she did not yet know them like she knew Sickle. At least as an acquaintance, she knew he was good and kind, even if powerful and dominating too. He was a male who would do more than guide her, but show her the way so that, if ever needed, she could move forward in the world on her own too.

"Oof..."

Juniper grunted as he drew back, missing the warmth flick of his tongue on her slit. More, she needed more... yet the raptor didn't know how to ask for it, not as she rocked her hips back and scrabbled.

"Oh, please..."

"Look at you, sweet one," he crooned, so easily dominating her with his tone alone. "You want this so badly, don't you? You want my cock inside you, breeding you, taking you..."

It was a statement - and one that Juniper whole-heartedly agreed with, her heart pounding wildly while her stomach felt as if it was doing backflips. His tongue dug into her again, her tart arousal clinging to it, and she prostrated herself before him, shaking her hips.

"Please... Yes... Please..."

Juniper didn't know how to verbalise what she wanted in their raptor language. No other species would have been able to understand them, though they communicated freely with one another. But so much, for them, came down to body language too, in the flutter of feathers and the flick of a tail, even the slight narrowing of an eye, bringing the line of the eyelid down just a little lower.

Sickle drew back, licking his lips. She was tart and she was fertile... Of course, Juniper was as perfect as he had known her to be.

So, he mounted her, gripping her hips with his claws, though Sickle took care not to dig in too much, for he didn't want to hurt her. Her bare vent ground back onto his cock as she crooned and keened, suddenly adorably bird-like in her self-presentation, though he had a goal in mind and only one outcome. As she relaxed for him, his shaft slid inside her, finding her entrance and sinking, slowly, deeper and deeper.

Her body stretched around him and Juniper hissed through her teeth, relishing in the heat of his spear filling her, inner muscles trying to clench down around him, gripping where there was no need to grip. Her chosen male was going to give her everything that she wanted and what Juniper was yet to understand was that she was not in control. She didn't need to be: not when she could trust Sickle to take over that level of control for her.

So it would be, for as long as the arrangement benefitted both.

"Mmmmm..."

Sickle groaned as he pushed into her, though he adored the claim of breeding, of taking a fertile female for the first time. She was smaller than him and yet her pussy was the tightest that he had ever felt wrapped around his cock, pulsing and twitching lightly as if Juniper was already trying to milk him of his seed. The raptor could have used much harsher language with her, even though it would have all been in good spirits, but he didn't want to put her off, not while he was easing her into his harem.

His other ladies, the colourful harem, surrounding them, crooning and chirping and chattering. One, Seer, laid her head down next to Juniper's, nudging her gently, though there really was no need to comfort her.

"Doesn't he feel good?" Seer growled, her blue eyes intense. "Let him in, let him take you."

Juniper grunted, though Sickle was already thrusting, gaining a little more depth every time. Until his cock could go no deeper inside her and he had fully bottomed out, fully claiming and owning her as the newest member of his harem. And what a gem Juniper would be, so sweet and submissive, yet a jewel that he could polish into something wonderful, slowly revealing who she really was.

All that, however, would come in time.

He groaned, letting his tongue hang out, briefly, over his teeth, though Sickle took care not to cut it on them either. His teeth were sharp for a reason and it would not do to forget that. He thrust harder and harder, the smooth stroke of his cock penetrating her deeply, her passage squeezing around him, although the pressure was erratic. There was only so much Juniper, after all, could do to massage his cock with her inner muscles, though that was something too that a female who wanted to know could learn in time. It was not a skill, however, that was commonplace amongst raptors.

Her breathing grew laboured under him and Sickle thrust long and slow, taking a moment to savour her tightness, how even her arousal clung to him. Just to see what would happen, he drew out entirely, a string of her thick fluids clinging to the tip of his cock, connecting their bodies still. It seemed that the raptor would not be done with him, in that case, until he spent his cream inside her.

Sickle, however, had far more than a single load for her...

"Come now..." He grunted, stroking her hips before digging in and dragging the smaller raptor back more crudely still onto his cock. "You have a climax in you, dear one, I feel it..."

Juniper didn't know whether that was true, but she was along for the ride as he fucked her, a lusciously ruthless grind of his hips bearing up to her back end. She tried her best to keep her tail flicked out of the way for him, but the longer feathers, which helped her balance and make tight turns, still brushed up against the curve of his breastbone. Yet she didn't need to do anything at all as Sickle showed her fresh nuances of submission, pounding her harder and faster until the slap of his body against hers fille the air.

"Oh... Ohh..." She quivered as another raptor butted their head up against hers, supporting her when she did not know what was happening. "Ohhhhh!"

And then orgasm had her in its hold, yet it was not the grip of any manner of claws that Juniper would ever have wanted to be freed from. No, the little raptor longed for it to go on and on, for pleasure unlike anything that she had ever experienced in that form to roll through her body, driving and pulsing. It warmed her through, her feathers bristling, claws curling and digging down into the ground, even though her chest had been rubbed back and forth through the dirt already. She did not mind the dirtying of her feathers, however, not as he allowed him to take her, to feel the sweet lines of her pussy, how it clung to him and she tried, oh so very desperately, to rock back on to his length.

"Mmm... Yes... Mmmm..."

Juniper's groans and the tightness of her passage were all that Sickle needed, grinding in more roughly still to reach a keening, sharp high. He snarled out his lust, proud of his loving conquest, his internally held testes spilling his seed deeply up inside her. He had never failed to not breed a female in their first session - yet the rounds of sex that would surely follow would secure the deal for them both.

Together, in lust and partnership, the raptors would not regret their decision.

"Mmm, what a wonderful raptor hen," he said, raising his head and clicking his teeth together proudly, spending the last spurts of seed inside her. "There is more still that your body can do for me, in this partnership..."

Juniper blinked and lifted her head as, slowly, torturously so, he dragged his cock from her tight vent, her inner walls trying to hold on to his cock for as long as possible. Yet it had to be freed, even though Sickle was by no means pleased yet, and needed to be out in the open air. A mix of his seed and her arousal slathered over his cock, glistening in the mild sunshine, though the day was still young and a little mist still hung over the lake.

It was the perfect ambience for Juniper's first taking - with Sickle, that was. His harem surrounded them, watchful and alert for any other raptors or predators that would have interrupted them, though the territory was fairly safe for all of them. That was just why Sickle had chosen it, though they did well to keep it for their own. There was only so much that the raptors, after all, could do against much larger creatures.

That time, however, was not for worrying about things like that as Seer came in, ruffling her orange and red feathers and licking her lips.

"I'll show her how to treat you..."

She got more than enough attention from the breeding male of the pack, after all, and Juniper shuffled in, her vent still a little parted from the penetrating slide of Sickle's cock. She would smooth her feathers back down over it later, when cleaning herself, for it was no trouble to her, not at all, to have a little gape for a short time.

Seer, however, surprised Juniper with how carefully she took Sickle's smooth shaft into her mouth, using her tongue more than her maw to please him. She cleaned off the tantalising mixture of their bodily fluids with long, sultry strokes of her tongue, lapping from the base to the tip and twisting her tongue around the length as she went. It was hard to catch the flick of her tongue as the dark length slapped over the tip but Juniper tried to take it all in.

"Oh, your teeth..." She shook herself lightly, still warm all over after orgasm and having her new mate cum inside her. "You... How do I be that careful?"

"Oh, you'll get the hang of it," one of the other raptors said, baring her teeth in a raptor smile. "You're one of us now. And all of us keeps an eye out for each other."

It was good to feel like she was not alone, though it was swiftly her turn with Sickle's cock as it was presented to her lips that time. It was strange to be asked to do something in pleasure, yet the delicious little shiver that trickled down her spine told Juniper that it was the right thing to do. So, she copied the other raptor as best she could, using her tongue and keeping her mouth open so that her teeth stayed duly away from his sensitive flesh. There was a part of Juniper that still would have much preferred him inside her, for it was indeed less for her to consider and think about, but she still wanted to learn. She could be concerned for his wellbeing while still wanting to know how to please him, as conflicting as the two feelings were.

"Mmmm, what a good girl," he hissed, snaking his head back and forth, his body as still as he could make it for her. "Now... Hold your maw open, stay still."

When she paused, he thrust, pressing down on her tongue to make sure that his dick did not touch her teeth, the sharp points something to always be avoided. Of course, he had caught himself on sharp teeth before but his shaft had always healed. It was one of the things, of course, that Sickle was taking care to pass on to the other male raptors under his wing.

For his harem was not entirely composed of females, oh no. They were the ones that he bred, of course, and the males were not permitted to take his females when they were fertile - or else they would simply have to leave and start their own pack. Yet when the pickings were good where they were, why would any of them want to do that? Three males entered the fray, yet Sickle closed his jaws and smirked at a tall raptor with brown colouration and a brilliant crest of stark, blue feathers.

"Gale, you're next..."

The male stepped forward, his shaft sliding from the slit right at the base of his belly, close to the base of his tail, as if on cue. Gale was just as keen to take as Sickle was, though Sickle had no concerns at all about his newest harem member letting her eyes wander.

"It's time you learned your place here, Juniper."

She would have looked up at him if she had been able to but, as it was, Sickle was treated to the sight of her being taken while she pleased his cock. The raptor grunted around him, stiffening suddenly, as the other male lined up behind her, though her vent was already slick and ready for him. With no concern at all for her, for Sickle was in control of everything there, he slid inside, the second male to take her in such a short span of time.

The raptor trembled between them both as the males tag-teamed her, penetrating her from both ends at once. Juniper clearly appeared to be trying to concentrate as well as she could, though there was only so much advice too that the females could offer her. Sickle barked a raptor laugh, tucking his claws around the back of her head, careful not to rip out feathers. She was too much of a gem to sully with torn and ruffled feathers, even though they would always grow back if they were tugged out in hunts and the like.

"You're going to adore your life here," he hissed, taking her mouth more and more fervently, using the length of her muzzle to grind lightly into the back of her throat. "Easily... Serving every male, even the females too... Everyone can use you, our newest little female on the lowest rung of the ladder."

Juniper quivered. Oh, why did the notion of that seem so good? She just wanted to be there, savouring everything, letting the moment roll through her with the pound of their hips, over and over again. The strange male ground into her, powering deeply, yet his cock was still not quite as good as Sickle's shaft had been. Maybe the raptor still needed to teach the males under his wing to fuck their females better?

She didn't mind the idea of that all that much, grunting and groaning, letting her tongue bathe his cock as much as Sickle allowed her too. Yet he hammered in, his crotch bumping off her snout for a moment before he unleashed his lead. Long, hot spurts of raptor seed shot into her mouth, painting her tongue and streaming down her throat as she gulped and swallowed reflexively. She had a gag reflex yet, in her case, it was easier to suppress. Raptors, after all, were not able to chew meals well and the teeth that they did have in their long muzzles meant that they were better equipped for ripping and tearing. They sometimes had to take down rather large chunks of food.

So, swallowing his load was nothing, in comparison. It was thick, sliding around her tongue, forcing her to sweep her tongue around the inside of her teeth as much as possible to stop it from pooling under her tongue, though Juniper would not have minded holding it in her mouth for longer too. Already, her heart swelled in adoration for Sickle, how well he commanded his pack, how fair he was as a leader. Yet she had so much more to see of the dominant raptor...

"Mmmm... What a lovely female..."

Sickle withdrew from her muzzle, letting the other male have his fill of her, though he gave him one snap and a snarl, just to tell him to fuck her properly. There was no point having a new female to breed if they were all going to treat her so gently! No, Juniper had already proven herself and they could all let their true feathers show.

Sickle fluffed himself up and stood tall as the lower-ranking male spent himself inside her: a much quicker cum shot than the one he had delivered to her. He withdrew swiftly, leaving her wanting, turning for Sickle, her eyes greedily locked onto his hard-on. Sickle barked sharply, twisting his head to the side in a juddering, jolting action. It was hard to move fluidly when every muscle in his body was tense, anticipating what was to come.

In a moment, he knocked her off her feet into the sandy, grainy soil at the edge of the lake. The water was far enough away that it would not lap at them while they were wrapped up in the throes of passion, the dominant male standing imperiously over Juniper while she wriggled and tried to regain her bearings.

"Bind her claws."

The females scurried in to obey his whim, snapping at Juniper to get her to lie still when she squirmed a bit too much. Being on her back was a very vulnerable position and not natural at all for a raptor, her breath catching in her throat.

"Oh... Oh, please..." She whined, imploring Sickle with her eyes. "Please, don't be too hard. Oh... Please..."

Sickle laughed and shook his head at her - yet she still trusted him. The raptor hadn't given her any reason not to and, of course, he would not either.

The female raptors used what seemed to be something like a vine to wrap up her claws, dragging her forelegs over her head. Although raptors were bipedal, they could drop to all fours when needed to - usually when checking out something on the ground when they needed to use a more up close and personal sense of smell to take in every minute detail. It strained her shoulders more than she was comfortable with, but Sickle was already standing over her, lining up with her exposed vent.

Juniper gasped as he pushed back into her, rougher that time. Yet his cock did not find her sex within the protective slit and damp feathers, no - he sank up closer to her tail, into her anal passage. Her hole stretched around him and she groaned long and low, flicking her tail against his claws and legs, though there was nothing she could do against him.

If her dominant male wanted to take her like that, then she was more than ready to let him take her.

"Ohhhhhh..."

"Needy, needy, needy," he mocked lightly, though he meant what he said too as he powered into her with long, demanding strokes of his cock. "You'll beg for this dick by the time I'm done with you."

Not that Sickle needed that. His heart beat harder with conquest, relishing in the triumph of taking her and adding another female to his harem. The other males would, of course, learn a lot from him and how he treated Sickle, yet the bound female had more to learn too. She would please all the males with her holes and her maw, leaving her exhausted and sexually satisfied at the end of every night. Raptors, after all, spent more of their time hunting at dawn and dusk, when their prey was at its most vulnerable.

The rest of their time, of course, was for enjoying one another, the spoils of life that some other lesser species did not know how to take for their own.

Sickle ground into her anal passage with rough determination, stretching her out - but his cock was designed for a body just like hers. Using the slickness of her saliva and more pre-cum for lubrication, he was more than able to take her and show her other pleasures of her body. All while taking lust of his own out on her, using her, even if it would, at least temporarily, sully her feathers.

They would all have to take a dip in the lake afterwards, just to make sure they were all looking their best. And then, perhaps, a dust bath for their feathers.

"Unff..."

He grunted, licking his lips, admiring how she was splayed out before him. To keep her claws up and somewhat over her head, though Juniper still had to keep her snout tucked down, Seer had to pin her there physically. It was not comfortable - but it was not meant to be comfortable. He hissed through his teeth, eyes flashing.

"My beauty..."

And a beauty had to be claimed. A beauty had to be taken, crudely, lewdly, roughly. She wouldn't be able to walk easily once he was done with her - though every time that came after would be better for it.

He didn't hold back as he slammed into her, though Sickle still quietly noted her grunts, making sure that she was still okay with everything. Yet her body clenching on his shaft and orgasming almost violently, shaking her from head to claw, was added confirmation that all was well with his newest little raptor female.

Juniper had never been taken under her tail like that before, no, but it was exquisite. It did not bring direct pleasure, not like when her pussy was being pounded, but it was different. It was still there, a different tenor of delight, ebbing and pulling, back and forth, the rake of his cock through her sensitive passage demanding even more from her. Yet all the raptor could do was grunt, shuddering in place, letting them pin her claws back over her head, submissive and laid out for his pleasure.

"Unff... Oh... Ohhh..."

His tongue hung out briefly, flicking against his snout, yet he did not stop. No... No, he was intent on seeding on, on filling her, on making sure every single one of her holes was marked with his cream.

"Mmmm... What a beauty to squeeze so tightly around me," he hissed through his teeth, eyes gleaming with feral hunger for her. "Say my name, Juniper. Say how much you want to get fucked by me and only me."

Sickle could be as drunk on dominance and control as he liked, his jaw hanging open as he rasped in breath after breath, revelling in control. Of course, in his case, it was not the kind of control that would ever be abused, though some would have said that he was rather mean in how he took his control.

That was okay too. As long as Sickle knew his own limits and would teach the other males in his pack how to behave and run their own packs one day, he was content with his rule in life. Even more so as his newest breeding female squeezed around him, the crude force of his thrusts grinding her lightly back and forth through the sandy soil.

With the lap of the lake on the shoreline, the day could have been serene, mist burning off as the sun rose higher in the sky. Yet Sickle was not about to deny himself pleasure as he spilt his cream inside her with a feral bark and snap of his jaws, his feathers ruffled out of place while need ached through him. The pressure within his loins, where his internally held testes were tucked away, throbbed deviously, though it came in time with every fresh spurt of seed.

As he spent himself, there would be only so much left to come in one session - yet the raptor recovered swiftly. It was one of the things that led to Sickle being such a good breeder.

"Well, well, well, my tasty little raptor..."

He smirked as he stepped back, painting her vent with his seed, his cock still out and, of course, still hard. Whimpering, Juniper squirmed, yet her claws were still bound.

"Umph... Please..."

"What was that?" Sickle cocked his head, hiding his amusement, though a dark tone still laced the undercurrent of his voice. "I can't hear you."

"Please..." Juniper breathed, summoning every ounce of strength in her body just to raise her head, imploring him with her eyes, the trembling lines of her body. "I need... I need you..."

"And I didn't think you would bow so easily to me."

It would have been easy for someone to find the harsh edge in his mocking tone, yet Sickle saw, openly, just how Juniper shivered in delight. Despite everything, it was what she wanted, what she yearned for, her tongue flicking out deliciously over the line of her teeth, panting for him.

He ached for that. To see someone so lusciously broken down that they could do nothing but beg for him, simpering in submission, though it was the curve of her tail over her back that he longed for next. There was nothing quite like that, at least to Sickle, to show off a raptor's vent - and hers would be drooling his seed the moment her body was put into position.

Sickle grunted a command, his females backing off while the males still circled. They would be called on if they were needed: all part of the gang bang to put the newest female in her place. His large claw lightly indented the ground, somewhat like a thumb, a claw that would be used to puncture the hide of prey if he was hunting. Yet it could be used for tenderly controlling means too, deftly hooking that same claw into Juniper's body and tossing her over onto her front as if it meant nothing at all to him. He caught her grunt, though she was unharmed, and Sickle crooned lightly to himself as he bound her tail, fastening it to her arms. Her arms couldn't be bent behind her back from how they were tied, the limit being up over her head from that position, yet it left her in curious control over how much pressure was exerted on her tail.

"Oof..."

Juniper shivered, flat on her belly with her legs kicked out behind her. It was a strange sensation indeed to have her tail hefted up in the air as high as it was at that moment, wiggling it back and forth, trying to find a measure of comfort in the position, yet there didn't seem to be one. It made her wetter than ever, her pussy trying to demonstrate her own arousal as her vent flushed with blood.

She was sensitive, too sensitive. The shift of her tail tugged at her arms and, if she pushed her arms up above her head, trying to get them back behind her head from where she was lying on her belly, it eased the strain on her tail. If the raptor put her arms back down on the sandy grain of the soil a little more comfortably, the pull on her tail increased, forcing her to raise it.

Just like a slut.

And then Sickle was behind her once more, lining up with her vent - and every other thought was thrust from her mind as he filled her.

"Needy little thing..." He grunted, slamming into her with cruder, rougher strokes, barely even pulling back before ramming his full length back up where it belonged. "You'll remember...unff...the shape...the feel...the size...of my cock..."

Juniper didn't care that he was breathless, only that every overpowering thrust took her. She keened in climax - yet he did not stop. Sickle had not taken his pleasure, after all, and she was barely even aware of another set of claws winding under her chin, pulling her up to the waiting cock of another male raptor. She stuck out her tongue, though was not entirely in control of herself and her senses as he thrust inside, sliding deep and barely pulling back with every stroke. Forced open, her sex plunged full, she could only ride it out as wave after wave of orgasm swept through her.

Dimly, she was aware of the male raptor thrusting over her tongue, as weakly as she tried to lap and to please him, to wind her tongue around that cock. Yet his shaft was not as good as Sickle's, no, for Sickle was the raptor that she had wanted. She'd always known, since meeting him in passing, that he would take care of her.

"Mmmph..."

Sickle held his head high as he roughly took her, his claws curling possessively around her tail. Even though he had given her the ability to control the amount of strain on her body, he held onto it for leverage and yanked it back against his chest, her squawk of discomfort just what he needed. For there was a feral edge to breeding too that had to be had, that had to be let out, sooner or later, showing all in question exactly what it was that he was capable of.

He watched the other male carefully, for he was the one in control above all else, though Sickle never usually had to worry about the raptors in his pack. Everyone knew where they belonged and there was a part of Sickle too that looked forward increasingly to seeing Juniper taken again and again, the other males learning how to use her.

She would always come crawling back to him, however, begging the dominant male to fill her, to breed her. He smirked, digging his claws into her tail with enough force to draw a bead of blood, even though her tough skin under the feathery layer. It was always that way with the submissive ones.

That was just why Sickle had not been able to resist her.

He thrust and thrust - yet he had to climax. There was no holding back from such a tight breeding hole and he barked out his climax with the glee of a raptor, something that no other species could match up to. Raw joy flooded him much like he flooded her pussy with his cream, spurt after spurt flowing deep, bubbling up around the tight join of their bodies.

And, when he pulled back, more of his seed oozed from her gaping vent, showing just how he had taken her with a messy cream-pie, bred and lustfully still panting and crooning for her.

The male before Juniper, catching Sickle's eye, did not finish in her mouth, letting her tongue wander out beyond the barrier of her teeth as she tried to recapture him, whining for attention.

"Mmmph... Please..."

Yet she would not get what she needed that swiftly, oh no. Juniper had to prove herself to him, to all of them, first. Backing off, Sickle nodded to the three males, a gleam in his eye.

"Prepare her."

They knew the deal, though he remained close, his shaft resting for a moment, slipping back into his belly-slit while it softened. He needed to recover, though he still surely had one more round in him, at least, that day.

The raptors were his pack and they assisted as well as they ever did. The females pinned Juniper over a fallen log at the right height for most of the males, who were a little smaller than Sickle, her tail flagged up and more cream still drooling thickly from her gaping vent. Sickle smirked and lifted his head proudly high as another male filled her, though, from her gasp, he seemed to have taken her anally. It was something that Juniper most definitely would have to get used to.

And it was not preparation for mere sex that he demanded of his pack - oh no. It was preparation to accept him as their one and only dominant, the alpha of the pack. Everyone had gone through similar rituals, different for the males and the females, of course, but Juniper was special. She would be the finest jewel in his correction, the power of his pack unrivalled by any other.

Juniper moaned, squirming over the log, on her front, though her tail and her claws had been unbound. Yet she was no freer than she had been a few moments before as a male lined up behind her and took her anally, fucking her with short, sharp, driving thrusts that ground her hips forward into the rough, old bark of the log.

"Unff... Ohhh..."

She moaned, yet she was not there to dictate anything and every element of control had been handed over to Sickle. That was why she kept her eyes on him as they fucked her, the first creaming inside her anal passage while the second raptor slid straight into her pussy.

Sickle will be the one to breed me...

_ _

She could not say how she knew that, only that it was what she wanted, all that she craved, huffing and panting shortly gasps of air, wanting him and only him. With the raptor's dark gaze holding hers, it was all she could do to remain there in the moment, her body squeezing around the cock in her pussy, bringing her to orgasm.

She screamed - and yet still put her pleasure down to Sickle, only Sickle.

One more raptor, finally, filled her muzzle, taking his time with her. She'd never imagined that giving oral could take so long as she grunted around him, flicking her tongue experimentally against the underside. For it was not about the fact that she was pleasing another male raptor but her doing it all under Sickle's eye.

Even when she was with someone else, she was supposed to be giving him her attention, doing it all for him. A small part of her shivered, deliciously locking away that revelation for later perusal. Not everything, after all, had to be understood right then and there.

She flicked her tail, snaking it above her rump as if she was trying to invite someone in. Her eyes watered as she took the male's shaft down into the back of her throat, swallowing lightly just to make her throat pulse around him, giving him just a little bit more stimulation.

Sickle had taught her that. She couldn't see him, not as the underbelly of the other male filled her vision - a male who she didn't even know.

"Did you miss me?"

Ah, there he was: Sickle. She groaned around the cock in her mouth, though didn't dare even try to talk with her maw stuffed full. What if she cut the male's shaft accidentally and displeased them? No, no, no... No, she couldn't have that. She had to be a good raptor, had to spread her legs for Sickle, her alpha, and let him take her just as he wanted.

Scraping her claws uncomfortably against the log, Juniper tried to stay in position, though there was nothing she could do. Was that really what it meant to be under the control of another? She didn't know... But the raptor was going to learn.

"Deeper... Like you're taking my cock, little raptor."

She shivered and Sickle breathed through his mouth as he watched her, pushing her head down a little more, though it only took a light touch on the back of her head to get her to do what he wanted. Perfect. He didn't want a partner in his pack that he had to force, one that wasn't intelligent enough to learn and study his likes and dislikes.

She will do well.

_ _

But Sickle didn't have to say that aloud, no. Not as he relished in how she gagged on the other raptor's cock, submissive and lusciously broken - all in a good way, of course. She moaned and drooled, saliva slopping out messily around her teeth and over her lips, cautious, as she should have been, to cradle his hot length on her tongue.

Yet the other male creamed inside her mouth, hot spurts of cum flooding it and shooting straight down her throat as Juniper coughed and struggled to swallow. It had clearly caught her off-guard and Sickle enjoyed the moment, how her body trembled and juddered, as if she was trying to contain everything. Even when she had been caught out, she still tried to be a good partner.

So, she was perfect.

He couldn't stand back and let her be taken by the others alone, oh no. The females would be there later, of course, to help Juniper clean up and show her the best way to make sure cum did not get stuck in her feathers, but Juniper was his.

And Sickle knew he had her, completely controlled, utterly dominated, when the raptor turned her eyes up to him, shining with need.

"Ah... Please... Please, take me... Take me..."

Delirious with lust, that was all she could repeat, begging him again and again, just as Sickle had predicted, for the treat of his cock. It was all that she wanted, all that she craved, as if her world had narrowed to Sickle, his body - and absolutely nothing else.

"Once you are a part of my pack, you will never want anything else."

He moved over her, shoving her tail out of the way with his body - and thrust. Filling her smoothly, she screamed under him, climaxing instantly on his cock, her body a live wire of sensation just waiting to kick off. Sickle had not been trying to get into any one of her holes in particular, not that time, but had hit her pussy as he slammed in, breeding her in short, ruthless strokes. The grip of her pussy on his, once again, hard cock caressed his length full, teasing and rippling around him.

Even such a short first breeding session had shown her a few new tricks. And, now, it was finally time for Sickle to welcome the newest breeding female to the pack in true form.

The others backed off. They had all had their parts to play but, other than calling encouragement to Juniper, they did not need to be there. They did not need to assist in any way, not as he ground in, making sure to use the full length of his cock, though that was only for his pleasure. Her pleasure, after all, was merely a by-product to his, Sickle snapping his jaws while drool slavered from his mouth.

He didn't care how he marked her with his bodily fluids, her holes already a messy cream-pie of slickness, oozing around his dick. She would reek of him for days to come, every other male knowing exactly who she belonged to. As the alpha, no one else's seed could ever be as potent as his, the mere act of leadership making his body exude extra pheromones.

Juniper groaned under him, her tail pushed up, a few feathers pulled out. He smirked, licking her blood, although it was only a drop, off his claw, relishing in every thrust, every moment, drinking it all down. It was his right, after all.

"Unff... You... Your cock..."

The words were all ones that he wanted to hear, though Sickle still took her. After cumming a few times already, his stamina was up the way he wanted it to be, driving into her hard enough for his hips to make a loud smack off her hind end with every thrust. His loins ached deeply, seducing that release, and the calls of his pack surrounded him, reminding Sickle exactly of the position he held, even when he did not need it.

All was as it was supposed to be, the needy, slutty raptor clenching around him as she orgasmed yet again, his cock bringing her off without the need of any additional stimulation. That was just how good Sickle was. He could take her and claim her however he pleased, licking his lips, crooning out his control over her, no bondage at all to tie her down that time.

The weight of his body, pinning her, was more than enough, the raptor under Sickle barely even able to say anything at all, her words blurring and streaming into one another. All that broke her lips was an incoherent stream of desire, her pussy gripping him, repeatedly, desperately, single-mindedly, striving to milk him of his seed.

"You'll have it soon, my little breeder..."

She would have more use in the pack than that, of course, but it made his skin prickle with heat, feathers fluffing up, to reduce her to that. Leaning further over her, Sickle growled and delivered punishing thrust after thrust into her pussy, spreading her open, finally rendering her sore as he used her body for the pursuit of breeding ecstasy.

As the sun warmed his feathers, he finally lost control, calling out his lust as he spent himself inside her. Juniper's pussy gripped his cock at the same moment, the two raptors climaxing together, locking in their partnership in mating.

The raptor's strongest orgasm yet ripped through him and he leaned far over Juniper, dominating her with the looming might of his body, though she was right where she wanted to be. Looking up at him with one, shining, glistening eye, Juniper moaned out his name, tongue hanging over her lips and teeth in the delirium of sexual ecstasy.

Even she, however, could not go forever, her body trembling, tiredness overcoming her. Still, that last orgasm gave her all that she needed, knowing her place and allowing herself to be secure in it, her body most certainly impregnated. Soon, she would lay a clutch of eggs for the raptor pack, the other females showing her how to care for them, though their young were self-sufficient not long after hatching. Their kind would grow in strength, going from one power to another, all because she had joined Sickle's pack.

It was not a decision, even as his cum bubbled from her overfilled pussy, vent strained and gaping, that Juniper would ever forget.

She was right where she needed to be.