Run Away

Story by DoeEyes on SoFurry

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First attempt at smut...here goes nothing! I have always been drawn to wolves and werewolves as well as being "hunted". I tried to capture some of that in this short story. The title and opening quote are from World of Warcraft (seriously), a line I always found very enticing ;P

Comments and critiques welcome!


Run away, little girl. Run away...

The deer girl felt she had been racing forever. Ever since the enormous wolf had cornered her in the forest clearing, the one place she had been warned to avoid all her life. Even now memories of her mother holding her close, eyes wide with urgency, came flooding back.

"Never go into the glade, my love. If you value your life you will stay far away. A beast lives there whose hunger is unending. He will tear you to ribbons and lap up your blood and suck the marrow from your bones."

Yet she had to go, had felt compelled to walk in that cursed place. Why? She asked herself again and again, with every shaking breath she took. The only answer she received was the sound of her hooves on the ground and her own ragged panting. Doom was on her heels; she knew she couldn't keep this pace up for long. Her leg muscles screamed, full of a gnawing burn. In the dense forest ahead she saw a waterfall surrounded by jagged boulders. Desperation crept up into her mind. Perhaps if she hid he would not find her. Perhaps her sweet scent would be carried away, hidden by the water. It was a chance she had to take before her body simply dropped from exhaustion.

She pressed her lithe frame against the stones, tucking herself into a small hollow beside the waterfall. With concentrated effort she tried to still her frantic heart, calm the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Her ears were raised and alert but all they could detect was the thunderous torrent as the water crashed down the cliffs. Minutes passed by, stretched into agonizing eternities. A flicker of hope began to bloom within her, there was no sign of him. The bloom withered as she saw the outline of something approaching past the curtain of rapids. Immense and darker than the night outside, the hulking form searched with predatory determination. Then he laughed. His rumbling chuckle made her quiver, she could feel it shaking her bones, its velvet tones stroking across her spine. To her shock, the sound elicited a heat between her legs. Flushing, on the verge of frustrated tears, she bit her lip and held her body even closer to the rocks in an attempt to make herself as small as possible. After what felt like hours he left, the heavy sound of his paws fading. The deer girl sighed in joy, shaking like an autumn leaf. Quiet and tense, she prepared to leave the tiny nook with delicate footsteps. Once she had passed the falls she looked up to the starry sky and let the cool air fill her lungs. She would go straight home, she would never disobey again, she would be more wise and cautious...

That was a fun game, little one. But I found you.

In absolute horror she stood stock still, ears up and flicking towards the sound. Her eyes were huge and white in her skull as they looked up. He was calmly perched on a section of the cliff that jutted out above where she had been hiding. A lazy smile curled his black lips, his dagger-sized teeth catching the light of the moon. He ran his long tongue over his fangs, making them glisten. The deer girl groaned in terror, her heart threatening to break the bars of her rib-cage.

Well, what are you waiting for? Run.

She obeyed his command. Scrambling away, nearly tripping over her own hooves, she dashed back into the forest. Panicked sobs wracked her form, her mind was clouded with fear. The roots and branches of trees snagged her fur and antlers, slowing her down. It was as if she felt them sneering at her, helping her pursuer. Wasn't this his forest after all? Delusions filled her thoughts: the woods whispering, telling the wolf exactly where she was and mocking her. A dark blur leapt for her, knocking her out of her madness with a massive strike of a paw. She hit a tree, crumpled to the ground. Her blurred vision could only make out a huge shadow drawing nearer. Hands so large they wrapped completely around her calves and hooves dragged her away from the mossy trunk and onto the ground. Splayed out before the beast, she knew this was the end.

_You lasted the longest out of all my prey. _

He speaks with a kind of admiration though he laughs.

Let's see what's so special about you before I gobble you up...

The deer girl felt his searing hot breath on her short fur, threads of steaming saliva drizzling on her like rain. She squeezes her eyes shut in preparation for the pain, waiting for him to devour her. First came the tongue, forcing itself against her thighs and then moving up her belly, curling around her breasts and stroking under her jaw with enough strength it forced her head back. To her embarrassment the action makes her cry out with a pleasurable sound. She heard him smirk cruelly above her. The powerful paws holding her legs forced them apart, she screamed in fear of being torn in two. Instead, the fiery heat of his breath blasted against her lower lips. She could not help but open her eyes.

"W-what are you going to do to me?"

He didn't answer, his golden eyes simply narrowed with malicious glee. His muzzle pushed itself roughly against her sex, cold nose giving her a jolt against her naked flesh. He breathed in deeply, taking in her scent with a hungry passion. Growling low in his throat, he lifted her legs and rear a foot off the ground and ran his tongue up her legs and between them; the weight of the long muscle going from below her tail and over her buttocks, up between her soaking labia to her navel. She screamed and thrashed, the sensation was akin to being electrified. With vicious intensity, never pausing, he lapped over her nether lips over and over, ramming his large tongue into her small holes. The sheer size of it meant it never gave her a moment's respite: each of her holes and every inch of her sensitive skin was caressed by the thick muscle. Moaning reverberated in the woods, the deer girl's cries having less fight in them. Instead, an animalistic need wove itself into her screams. When he finally took his muzzle away and the cool night air hit her sopping wet skin, she whimpered. He grinned with all of his fangs,

Like sugar, sweet as candy. I'm still ravenous though, my dear. And you're going to sate my hunger.

In one swift motion he tugged her to her knees, holding her face in his paw. He made her look down and she gasped. Between his legs, his cock had hardened and escaped his sheath. The thick red organ twitched, drooling with desire from its tip. Her wide-eyed expression made him chuckle and he traced her trembling lips with the tip of his tongue. He laughed wickedly and flipped her over, grabbing her antlers so forcefully she worried they might snap off.

"No please! No! Stop! I can't!"

Her cries broke in the silent woods, carried away by a soft breeze. She felt the head of his cock at her entrance, the flow of his arousal joining with hers and dripping into a puddle underneath her.

Oh you can and you will. Scream for me.

With a ragged howl he lifted her off the ground and shoved himself within her, inch by inch till she was stretched and filled. The deer girl could feel his tip pressed up against her womb, pushing her inner walls so wide she could see him distending her belly. His massive knot plugged up her hole so tightly she felt like a corked bottle. As he began to thrust he used his hold on her antlers to hold her up so she was propped only on his cock. The deer girl moaned and grunted as her entire body shook with each tremendous buck of his hips; she looked down to watch her breasts bounce softly with every motion. Her legs kicked uselessly into the air, her hands trying to pry him off her horns to no avail. Though she fought physically, her mind was already surrendering. The glorious heat of his cock and the sensation of being completely filled made her head swim, made her slowly feel as if she was reverting to a bestial state. As his pace increased, his slick length stroked her walls more rapidly, pumping creamy spurts of cum along her insides. Painting her with every motion. And with every passing moment the deer girl found herself struggling less and instead enjoying the feeling more than anything else she had ever experienced. The wolf knew, could scent the change in her and relished it,

Yes, this is your place little girl. Isn't it delicious? You adore embracing the fact you are prey and exist to appease my appetites. If only you could see what I see: you squirming while I fuck you raw. Say that you love this...

She rocked against him, barely coherent of his words. A lusty haze coated her eyes and she had to focus in order to get through the fog. Her mouth fumbled around her response,

"I...love this. I need this. I want more, so much more."

The wolf seems pleased, a rumbling note of satisfaction welling up from his chest. His paws moved from her antlers down to her midsection, so large they encircled her torso with ease.

Then you will have it.

As the muscles tensed in his arms, she felt his grip tighten and his cock swell even more inside her. With a furious intensity he slammed her body up and down, her breasts roughly squeezed beneath his fingers. Faster and faster he went, the vulgar sounds of her squirting cunt filled the space. She could barely even manage to moan, the force of every thrust pushing the breath right out of her. Orgasm began to creep along her nerves, a growing warmth that intensified as he pistoned into her and his claws ran across her nipples. The final push came when he lowered his head down and wrapped his jaws around her neck, his teeth whispering over the thin skin there. With a quaking scream her entire body clenched around him, hilting him from the thick base to the gushing head. She writhed in the wolf's hands and he reveled in it. Using one last tug, he pushed his cock as deep inside her as he could till the knot was completely swallowed by her eager hole. A flood of molten cum overflowed the deer girl's womb, oozing out from around his throbbing knot. It hung in thick sticky strands before falling to the ground. Panting, the wolf sat and cradled the limp form of the deer girl to him. She had barely enough strength to open her eyes, her body still attached to his from the knot.

I will leave you here when I am done and you will return tomorrow night, and every night thereafter so we can play our little game. Don't keep me waiting, I despise being late for dinner...