Predators And Guardians
Predators and Guardians
Okay time for the usual warning that we need with this kind of stuff, blah blah blah, 18 or over, blah blah blah, contains m/f sexual intercourse, blah blah blah read at own discretion, blah blah blah, void where prohibited.
Not valid in Japan and parts of the Ukraine, Japan because I haven't been there yet and the Ukraine because web sites that are .uk put spyware on my computer.
Okay all characters are copy righted to Daemon Wolf, local artist on yiff star, character Daemion Skarr property of Daemon Wolf and used with his permission, Vixen Maid later to be named here fore is also property of Daemion Skarr.
Blood, darkness, a primal howl of rage, these are what haunt the dreams of this wolf as he slept for the moment, flashes of a past that he barely remembers coming to him in dreams. Dreams of fire, of blood, of the cries of the innocent and the screams of battle fury of the protectors. Images flashed before his eyes as he slept, flames with smoke billowing through the air, pounding feet as people fled and warriors fought.
His head shook a bit and he frowned in his sleep, remembering how he was taken into another tribe and raised as warrior, showing promise even at a young age for his fighting prowess. He spent hours upon hours training, slowly getting better, growing strong, his body growing with him, from that of a young child to a seasoned fighter just as he entered puberty, strong flowing muscles covering his body, powerful and bulging but fitting in with his large frame, not standing out but just noticeable enough with pulsing veins to be seen in the heat of battle and smooth skin in times of rest. Along with a his muscle came a few scars here and there from his intensive training, healed over and standing out a bit against his soft grey fur, the most noticeable is on his face, a set of four healed over slash marks on his face, having barely missed his eye, obtained at a younger age when he went hunting with the men of the tribe.
When puberty hit him at the age of twelve he was inducted into a group of elite guardians called the "Wolf-Guard". He was trained further and educated also, learning many new things in his new life. It's said that his kind warm heart to others and his prowess in battle was the reason he was granted this post, the youngest ever to be inducted into the brotherhood and become one of the most honored of the Wolf-Guard. Soon he was granted a new post within the organization, "Guardian of The Pure" was his title and to put it simply he was charged with protecting the virgin maidens in the Temple of The Pure, to protect those beautiful girls from wandering or lecherous hands.
He was given two items and a short set of instructions when he entered this new post. The first item was a bracelet to go around his wrist, ancient writing on it signifying his position and granting him access and privileges usually given to higher ups than a guard. The other item was a ceremonial spear with which to protect his charges, as with most ceremonial weapons it had seen little use and was in good condition but no condition for a real fight, a situation which he quickly remedied with some good sharpening stones and a reinforcement of the spear's shaft.
Now at the age of 18 he stood in the shadows of the temple, having fallen prey to the sweet tendrils of sleep as they clawed at his tired body, only to dream of violence. His strong scarred body shifted in sleep and mystic time with his dreams, revealing strong solid muscle, powerful and built but not overly so, muscle built of an athlete, lean and strong but seasoned with years of training, building him up to the temple of a warrior he is today.
On his head and various places on his body are patches of blonde hair, notably on top of his head, long enough to be comfortable but not too long, the back braided to keep it from getting in his way, small patches of hair also adorned his elbows, and under his arms, adding color to his the grayish tones natural for his species of wolf. Unfortunately for him, but a lot of the maidens of the temple thought it was quite fortunate, he can only wear the ceremonial garb of the guards, a simple loin clothe that barely covered his privates and didn't cover his tight muscular ass at all. It was comfortable enough but became quite useless in any kind of wind, not that he minded and it seemed that the temple maidens didn't mind one bit, in fact he noticed a few of them went out of their way to be near him on the occasional windy day.
A scream in the night and the sound of glass shattering is what woke him, his mind and body alert in and instant in perfect harmony, picking up his spear and taking off towards the direction of the sound, his ears flicking for any other sounds, his powerful muscles carrying him swiftly to the sight of the broken window, hearing the sound of cries from inside, jumping in without a moment's hesitation and landing inside in a crouch, long spear at the ready. The sight that he saw before him filled him with a righteous rage, his muscles tensing as his eye scan for a target, the creature that dares to break into his temple and assault his charges.
The room was a wreck after only a few minutes, the bed a complete mess, apparently having been vacated in a rush by it's occupant, the covers strewn aside and the elegant hangings torn down and away. Shattered glass covered the floor he stood on, the destruction indicating it was broken inward, feeling light pricks against his paw pads but ignoring it as his gaze sweeps over the room and towards the sound of movement, letting a low growl rumble in his chest as his ears pick up the sound of a soft sobbing voice. "Please leave me alone!" was the only sound he heard before he took off into the next room, spotting his charge cowering before the apparent intruder. He hates to be stereo typical but it figures the intruder after his charges would be a coyote, damn scavengers every single one of them.
With deftness granted to him by years of practice and live fighting he moved swiftly across the room, hardly making more sound than a falling leaf would, his target too distracted as it tore off the fox maiden's clothes, baring her purity and beautiful body to the world, the wolf let out a warning snarl before charging and bringing his spear to bear in a diagonal cut, the blade gleaming in the light of the moon shining through the window. With that single stroke the battle was ended before it could begin, the blade sinking through the coyote's flesh with ease, his strength and the arc in the blade making the crescent of sliver an instrument of instant doom, blood and flesh separated from bone and muscles in that stroke. Bringing his blade back to bear with that motion he holds the blade over his shoulder with a grimace on his face, the wind stirring as his opponent falls before him in a blood heap, his chest a bloody mess of matted fur and ripped flesh. Nodding the wolf lets out his breathe and calms himself from the battle rush, the wind stirring up his loincloth to reveal his long manhood, swinging just a bit between his legs, long and defined, thick and masculine with a set of warm balls beneath them, slightly retracted up to his body in the cool breeze, but still large, hanging down between his legs, round large orbs of fertility.
Behind the strong wolf warrior the fox maiden, Jessica, sobbed softly and held her shredded clothes up to her body in an attempt to hide her bared purity, managing to hide some of her ample bosom but not much, her form shivering gently in the cool night. Maybe it was the fright, maybe just her natural instincts, what ever the reason she was unable to let keep her eyes from wandering over and taking in the Wolf-Guard of their temple, many of the others had always told her how handsome he was but up until this point she had not yet seen him as she did now, as a beautiful, powerful warrior, and a pinnacle of the male specimen, exemplified in his large fertile privates, letting out a low gasp as she gets a good look at them from behind, not to mention he has a great butt. Daemion...that was his name, she could see now why the other maiden's admired and pined for him, detailed lines of strong defined muscle covered his body, she was almost able to see the strong muscles slowly relaxing as the battle ended, as brief as it was it had excited and frightened her, bringing up all sorts of strange emotions in her, including the feelings she is feeling for the Wolf-Guard and her inability to take her eyes off him. Things she had never felt before and was unable to understand at the moment raced through her, her breasts heaving as she tries to calm down and not cry anymore, her sobs slowly coming to an end.
Daemion turned around with the grace of a hunter, giving the blade a light flick to clean the blood from it to splatter in a fine line on the wall, sliding the weapon to rest on his shoulder as he surveys the damage done to the room. Turning again his eyes come to rest on the Maiden, giving her a soft smile an attempt to calm her, speaking softly "Its alright miss, your safe and I'm not going to hurt you" his voice a soft bass, not too deep but with enough tone to give him a gentle, yet strong tone. He offers her his hand, a soft smile gracing his face as she takes the offered hand "You shall sleep in my quarters tonight so that you shall be safe, this I promise"
Jessica nodded to him and followed him, gently holding the strong paw, feeling assured by the strength and power there, calming a bit as she follows him to his living space, not as nice as the large opulent rooms the priestess have but comfortable and well lived in, consisting of a huge bed in one corner, a dresser with assorted items and a rack to hold his spear and other assorted weapons. The large Wolf-guard led her over to his bed, making a gesture towards the bed, nodding she sat down on it, wiping her tears with the shreds of her robes. Looking up she sees the large wolf walk back over with a blanket, speaking softly "Here, this will keep you warm"
Dameion nods and smiles as she takes the blanket, grabbing a one of the two chairs in his room and sitting next to the window, looking out and staring off into space, until he feel a soft paw touch his shoulder, bewildered he looks over to see the beautiful vixen completely nude and standing next to him. Gasping he stands up "Miss please, you shouldn't be like this" he flusters out, blushing immensely as he looks around for the blanket, trying to keep his body under control and his manhood from growing which it already is, pushing his loincloth out a bit as grows.
Jessica had decided the moment she saw him that she wanted her first time to be with this beautiful wolf, the only thing she needed to confirm her choice is a kiss from him, to show he wasn't like other males who had tried to seduce priestesses. Moving closer as he stood up she tilted her head up and gently kissed him, pressing her soft lips to his own and tasting his lips, feeling him return the kiss with an almost hesitant kindness, a gentle touch from such a strong person was all she needed, moaning gently into the kiss. She let her hands come up to gently wander his body, rubbing and caressing his strong chest, feeling the warm smooth curves on his body and the light furr there, letting them move down a bit hesitantly to cup his warm full crotch, a hot blush in her face as she feels herself become aroused, her nipples stiffening and not from the cold. Continuing the gentle kiss the vixen let his tongue gently press into her mouth, hesitantly pushing hers to meet his but moaning softly into the kiss as she tastes him, her hand becoming a bit more confident as she reaches under his loincloth and gently cups his bared testicles, her hand gently cradling the warm sac, amazed by the size, easily as big as tennis balls.
Dameion was only able to let out a soft lustful moan as he returned her kiss gently, his tongue mixing and lingering with her as her hands lightly play with his balls. Moaning he lets one hand gently stroke up and down her back with soft movements and gentle strength, his other reaching behind him and undoing the ties on his garment, the flimsy useless thing dropping off to reveal all of him to her. Breaking the kiss he gently gazed into her eyes, bringing his hand up to caress and lightly stroke her cheek, his package exposed to her, half hard and huge as it slowly pulses with life, her attentions pleasing to him. He blushes and moans out softly as he feels her hand move up and grasp his testicles. The warm sac was heavy and full in her hand, his maleness responding in kind to her gentle stimulation and growing more, a gentle yet lustful growl coming from him as he broke the kiss and tilted his head back.
Slightly unsure at the meaning of his moan Jessica tightened her grip instinctively, getting another moan out of the large wolf, and a sudden affirmation that she was indeed doing the right thing, his hand coming up from behind him and stroking along her side gently, causing her to shiver with anticipation and love of the soft touch. His stroking traveling up and down her side, strong masculine hands moving over, up and down to caress her hips and her sides, leaving her chest heaving gently with want and need, her warm breasts quivering like puppies waiting to be petted. Letting out a soft whimper the vixen moved her hand up the male's body, gently grasping him at the base of his more than ample cock and getting a moan from him in response, their passion rising along with their heart rates and body heat, the warm becoming too warm suddenly and the vixen suddenly pulled him down to the bed.
Dameion could only response in the way every male naturally does, he attacked her. Opening his mouth the wolf arched his back up and darted his muzzle toward her, her body straddling his and his mouth finding the nape of her neck. His tongue was soft and gentle licking and lapping at her neck, heading down her body and letting his mouth hover over her breasts, bestowing light kisses and his hot breath cascading over the warm full orbs. His strong hands were gentle but strong, almost possessive in his lust for her body, one hand resting on her rump and rubbing it gently, the other moving up to cup one of her breasts. A firm, but gentle curve met his fingers, years of body harmonizing yoga had definitely done it's job to her body, giving it soft but powerful curves, a lithe and peaceful grace. His eyes turned gentle but his body kept up his actions, determined to have her as his own but to be gentle and make this special for this virgin priestess.
Jessica could only moan gently as she sat herself on the male's groin, feeling his powerful organ throbbing and growing gently against her rump, letting out a soft murr as she feel his strong hand grasp her. Arching herself over him she brought her hands to bear on his chest, gently rubbing and caressing his strong pectorals, feeling the smooth but powerful muscle hidden beneath silky fur. Panting softly she let out soft whimpers of pleasure at his touches and mouth, one hand gently sliding behind her and grasping his wolf hood again, her hand sliding up and down him steadily now, her fur silky smooth around his fully engorged dick, amazed at his size now, feeling he must be at least 18 inches long, glancing a look over her shoulder, her eyes going wide to confirm her thoughts, slightly frightened but amazed with his size, and sure that he will be gentle with her, feeling her pussy grow warmer, sweet nectar flowing down her soft thighs. She let out a louder moan and whimpered, struggling to keep quiet and not alert any of the other sentries to their activities or wake any others. The cause of her sudden pleasure was quite apparent by the knuckles resting at the bottom of her pussy, her male having gently but firmly pushed his fingers into her. For a moment her mind blanked from the pleasure and a singular thought, her male, he was hers....her first, her only, her strong, caring male.
Murring softly Damieon continues his gentle minstrations, moving and adjusting his hips ever so slightly so that his throbbing manhood rubs against the vixen's rear, his fingers deep in her pussy as he places gentle kisses on the soft flesh at the nape of her neck, his hands lightly holding onto her perfectly rounded rump, lifting her gently and ready to take her, looking only into her eyes, for her and only her.
She nodded gently to him, ready to loose her pureness to him, reaching between them to gently grasp his hard manhood and position it just below her tight virgin pussy, the other hand moving between her legs and gently spreading the soft warm lips, giving him better access, knowing he will hold her up. Taking a breathe she relaxes herself and lets herself down a bit till his fat cock head is rubbing gently between her lips, bringing a moan from her and a burning need for more. Moaning softly she slowly let herself down, controlling her decent as small gasps and whimpers of pleasure escaped her lips, feeling him slide until he tapped her barrier, bring a slightly painful gasp out of her.
Damieon moaned to her as he held her up, sitting up gently and nuzzling at her neck, supporting her and holding her close as she lets him into her sacred place. He helped her hold still and waited for her to move on and let him take her virginity, leaning up and gently kissing her deeply as he feels her let him slip into her, holding her close and licking away her tears as they fall, gently and slowly working his way into her with gentle motions until he hilts himself in her, moaning gently as he feels her incredibly warm passage holding and cloying at his shaft with an almost hungry feeling, struggling to keep from going wild in her.
Jessica whimpered and whined softly, letting out a soft sob as she felt her virginity taken away, whimpering softly in a mix of pain and pleasure, feeling his huge shaft slowly push it's way into her pussy, it felt warm and hot to her, giving her a full feeling she had never know could exist. It hurt but it was so good at the same time, feeling him push deep into her with slow gentle movements, pushing her already over stimulated pussy further towards a point of sweet oblivion, feeling something coming. She panted softly as he stopped, looking down a bit mystified then realizing she managed to get all of his cock into her virgin pussy, giving her a small twinge of pride at her natural ability, it's a bit of a tight fit, but not so much as to really hurt her aside from losing her purity. Placing her hands on his strong chest, feeling the strong muscles there and bracing herself, slowly beginning to move herself up and down a few inches at a time.
Dameion kissed and gently nipped at her neck, giving her soft touches and caresses with his hands, traveling up and down her smooth sides, his fingers lightly brushing her ever so soft fur, letting her set her own pace and simply enjoying her pussy, tight and warm, clenching and massaging his wolfhood instinctively. Leaning his head down he gently licked at her breasts again, murring softly as he got a louder moan out of her, kissing and suckling lightly at a nipple, causing her moans to rise in intensity and frequency, feeling his own orgasm approaching, putting just a bit of pump into his hips, slowly working half of his shaft in and out of her pussy, watching her warm breasts bounce in time with her movements. He gasped as he felt her suddenly squeeze down hard on him, feeling himself pushed too far now, letting out a loud howl, but managing to get himself under control as a flood of her juices soak his groin, his manhood still throbbing with need but intending to fill it in a moment, moving out to stand in front of her grasping his shaft.
Jessica moaned and panted softly, his gentle ministrations and steady movements pushing her virgin body further and further until she felt something strange come over her, something bursting in her. Moaning loudly she felt herself convulse and shake with pleasure, her mind going blank and seeing stars for a few moments, riding out the bliss then feeling strange as something was amiss, realizing her lover was now standing in front of her with his massive endowment aimed at her. She panted softly, still residing in euphoric bliss but able to tell what he wanted, leaning forward, she placed a gentle kiss on his cock head as he stroked himself off, breathing in his strong musk, a new one for her, intoxicating and powerful. She heard him moan just like she did and is unprepared when something erupted from his dick.
Dameion let loose a loud moan mixed with a howl, whimpering as his deprived cock throbs and pulses, his warm potent seed swelling in his balls before traveling up his cock and exploding from him. He let out a loud moan and bucked his hips a few times as he came, his warm seed splashing out onto Jessica's face and mouth, whimpering as he continues to shoot until he is spent, panting and whimpering softly as he finally finishes up, looking down to find in mild surprise that Jessica has managed to get most of it in her mouth and is in the process of licking up the rest, apparently she likes the taste of his seed, but then again a high citrus diet, like his warrior one does make one's cum sweeter. Smiling he kneeled down with her on the bed, helping her by licking up any seed she might have missed, not minding the taste of his own loins, kissing her gently as he lays down with her.
Jessica murred as she tasted the warm liquid, slightly salty but sweet and warm, murring she wanted more and drank down as much as she could, bringing her hands up to lick up whatever she could. Sighing softly, feeling incredibly loved and sated in a new way, she laid down with her guard and lover, murrmuring soft nothings to him as she felt Dameion wrap his arms around her and whisper softly "I love you Jessica, I love all of you I have protected and will continue to protect. I swear this" his voice soft and gentle, the voice of a male, her male, their male, their new temple guard, lover and sweet beautiful wolf.
End