Shiro kept moving his body, almost crushing his hips into Rena. He couldn’t stop sniffing Rena’s neck and shoulder, making Rena hear his panting breath next to her ears, while she couldn’t stop gushing more wetness outside.
Rena’s eyes went blank, as if she overdosed from all the lust her body was flooding with in the first place. Her lips kept the same o-shape, making her grunts and moans of pleasure almost sound the same. Despite she was unable to look at her back with all the arousal almost blinding her, she could feel the firm abs of Shiro sticking to her back, caressing her with each bump Shiro was giving inside her.

“You weren’t expecting me…” Shiro said “… and yet you can’t resist this.”
“Aaaaah!” Rena moaned louder.
“I might not be that Fenrir guy… but at least he doesn’t show his feelings.” Shiro continued
“What?” Rena shouted, before returning to the endless moans she was forced to give.
“I love you, Rena-chan…” Shiro explained, before grasping his hands on one of the vixen’s voluptuous breasts “But I was afraid you wouldn’t correspond me. I had to be sure…”

Besides such confession, Rena’s mind didn’t budge from her extreme feast of pleasure. She wasn’t even sure if she was suffering the same kind of rape she had many times in her past, since her very first time. The wolf moved his chest closer to Rena, making sure his own weight didn’t cause any pain on the vixen girl below him. Shiro slipped his fingers between Rena’s breasts and the futon, and began to rub her nipples with a soft but precise massage. Rena’s mind, almost looking like a storm in the middle of the sea, began to feel less messy and tormented, more comfortable compared to some mere minutes ago, vanishing the sudden shock she had when the ninja wolf began to hunt her like the predator species he was.

“But you… are not the only one.” Rena sighed, breaking her silence “All males like you are the same…”
Shiro stuck his chest on Rena’s backside and made shorter, but stronger thrusts, leading to a more intimate and close pose between the two.
“Yes, I agree…” Shiro said.
“But we are also beasts. We can’t avoid mating with each other.” Rena explained. “I am not afraid, I know you are someone to rely on. And we must keep life going…”
Shiro stopped moving his body for a while, after listening to Rena’s words among all that heavy breathing, while their sweating bodies were still bonded.
“Shiro-kun…” Rena then turned her face around and reached the wolf’s lips with her snout “Please, even if I beg you to stop, I must tell you this: fill me with your seed. Do not refrain yourself.”
Shiro gasped at Rena’s proposal, almost confusing him for what he was doing. He knew that if she was in heat like right now, she could end up withchild. But like Rena said, they were beasts.
“I’ll do it… We fight for justice, and that also means life must prevail peacefully. I won’t show any mercy for you then… Foxy Rena.” Shiro replied.

Such many battles fought together on their backs made it clear: Shiro and Rena had never been so close together, and yet, it was all because of Shiro’s own selfishness what bonded their bodies together, as if they were mating like real animals. They just let their thinking to a side and let their instincts drive each of their parts in their body. One thrust after another, Shiro boasted what his canine body could do, burrowing inside Rena, so he could finally commit one of the pillars of survival and self-preservation: sex.

After so much motion between the two, Shiro gave one last push into Rena, making his own body explode into a single but massive orgasm. After many weeks holding his seed to be released, such substance burst all over the place, covering not only deep into the insides of the vixen priestess, but also exploding outside and cover her hips and most of her back with that gooey sticky milky wolf seed all over her. Shiro, following his primal instincts, could do nothing but howl like the wolf he was, closing his eyes while he felt every jolt of pleasure, shooting through his member, into Rena’s own womb, now overflown with life.

Shiro soon took rest on Rena’s body, gaining some breath next to her shoulder. Such release had left him tired but satisfied, while Rena tried to keep up her own breath with Shiro’s own.
Rena smiled, rubbing her nose on Shiro’s nuzzle “Thank you…”

Shiro suddenly moved his body aside from Rena, laying on the rest of the futon was that not occupied, giving a long hum of satisfaction for what he had done with the vixen heroine. He didn’t except what was going to happen next, indeed, with Rena quickly setting her smeared body over the ninja wolf, rubbing her crotch over the white furred abs of the male.

“Rena… what are you doing?” Shiro asked, confused.
Rena grinned again, but her lips became wider, showing a blush like she never had before.
“You know what they say about foxes, don’t you?” She implied.
“Oh, crud…” were Shiro’s only words for such phrase.

The rest of the night became a breeze for the ninja wolf. Foxy Rena, the vixen priestess, known for her value for justice, couldn’t stop her lust from flourishing. She used each nook and cranny in her body to please the wolf, extracting each small drop of precious seed from his physical body, in many ways possible. But for Rena, such treatment, such punishment for the wolf, became a reward, a real dream come true for her, but a sudden nightmare for her wolf partner.

Who said love was blind after all? Better not ask that to a furry beast.