There was no doubt in Neit’s mind that Lunaris would not stop until he’d taken all he wanted from her, but she had supposed that he’d make a show of claiming her, spraying that thick, sticky wolf-seed into her fur in great volume and lust. Being marked in such a fashion was a pretty heavy insult to an Amanian female and to do so in front of his friends gathered in the tavern would drive home the point that this was a penalty and not just fun. Fortunately, the somewhat base and crude thought only helped Neit as her inner flesh tightened up around that pistoning cock. Lunaris grunted loudly.

“Yer not supposed to be having fun, Neit, quit that.” He rocked her hard, looking down into her eyes with determination. The girl didn't consider this fun under any normal circumstances and she’d have revenge on this Captain of the Guard for this, but while she was in the predicament she decided that if she wasn't supposed to be enjoying it, it’s the very thing she wanted to do the most. She let her eyes roll back. The lady wolf growled in a sinking, happy tone. “Don’t you do it.” He huffed, shaking her harder as that thick dark flesh slipped in and out faster, his thighs striking hers with heavy fur-muted slaps. Her whole body shook as her spongy inner heat contracted heavily. Lunaris growled out loudly. “Nnnn, Fuck!” His ears pinned back, his nose lowered, and he pushed in deep, holding still. Neit grinned through her hissing panting, feeling that he was stopping in order to try and hold her back.

She shuddered happily, mirthfully savoring that fact that he was too late. Then she felt him twitching hard inside her and realized he didn't stop to keep her from popping... he had exploded inside her. Her heart raced, the act of flooding her had a much more tender meaning than what she assumed she would get. Leal grinned and leaned down, hands on her shoulders to hold her in place as she took everything his commander gave her, seeming to know full and well what had happened. He put his hands on either side of her thighs on the table, twitching away as he spilled every drop within her before drawing slowly out of that slightly spilling sex. He looked down at his handiwork as the lady wolf bit her lip and looked back up at him, mind spinning in golden afterglow.

“Thought you’d… make sure you didn’t let me keep any of that. Goin’ soft, Lunaris?” she asked, laughing. He looked down at her oozing slit with a furrowed brow. He panted a bit, remaining wordless. He finally looked at his subordinate and the other fellow who had quietly watched the ordeal unfold. He grinned at them both.

“This cheeky little thing seemed built for discipline.” He slowly drew his trousers back up. “I think she needs a double treatment. If you need me, I’ll be minding the door. For a long while.” He looked over his shoulder at Leal as he wagged briskly to his commander. “Do be thorough.”

“Wait, what?!” Neit yelled to him as he closed the door with an ominous click of study lock. Leal leaned over Neit.

“Been a while for me, and I’m half his age. Bet he gets tired of waiting before I’m tired of you…” he growled.

“Lunaris, I will have you knotted by Slinks for this!!!” Neit yelled, then gave a weak and hopeful smile to Leal. “We can work something out maybe?” He leaned down closer and whispered into her ear.

“Indeed. About half a year of frustration to start.” Neit squeaked at that helplessly.