Precious (Werewolf Taboo 1)

"You won't," she says. "I won't break, Daddy," she says, jutting her chin up. Pride is good look on her. His wolf takes it as a challenge and he bares his teeth, letting a rumbling growl out from his lungs as he presses up and pushes her waist down, increasing the pressure carefully, pushing the head of his cock at the opening, trying to breach her tight heat.

She trembles and the prideful look shatters, replaced by something closer to fear. "I've got you," he finds himself repeating, trying to reassure her. He'll never hurt her, but this being her first time, he's worried that he would still cause her a little pain regardless of his feelings. He cradles the back of her head and tilts her head up, letting her hide her face in his neck, breath coming out in short puffs of heat against his skin.

"It's too big," she breathes, teeth sinking into the nape of his neck.

For a second, he worries that she's right and he wouldn't be able to fit inside her at all. But then, with a sudden unexpected rush, it does, the round head of his cock pushing into her hole, breaching her tight wall and filling her up inside. Her blunt teeth bites down hard, hiding a soft, sweet whimper. He growls, holding her still when she tries to pull away and escape the sudden stretch.

"Shh... Be still, love. I've got you," he coos, mouthing at her delicate neck, licking and sucking, fingers teasing her nipples to distract her from the stretch of his cock inside of her tight walls. She arches into his touch, mewling sweetly, her walls tight around him. He feels her body clench around his cock, her thighs hugging her tight, ankles locked together as she tries to make herself take him deeper despite the stretch.

"I love you," she whispers. She's making terrible sounds, high whimpering sobbing as tears trickle down her face. It makes his heart clench with worry, but he knows she's not crying from pain. At least not wholly because of the stretch of his cock inside of her. He licks up the tears on her cheeks, hushing her with low growls that he hopes sound soothing rather than frightening. Then again, she has never been scared of him before.

"I love you," he says, rocking up and pulling back in small increments, getting deeper with each thrust, letting her body get used to his stretch. He worries about hurting her. She's so small, so innocent and lovely. He holds her close and kisses her as he thrusts in with a sharp push and breaks her hymen, swallowing her sharp whimper. "It's alright," he says, pulling out and kissing all over her face. "It's alright, love."

To his surprise, she moans and pushes up a little bit harder, trying to get him deeper straight away. The unexpected fullness makes him growl, blood rushing to his cock, making him harder inside of her, filling up every inch of space in her tight heat.

"Fuck," he growls. "Love, slow," he tells her, his words punched out of his gut.

She clutches his shoulders for balance as she pushes herself up, taking his cock deeper. "Please," she cries.

"Slutty little thing," he can't help but say and growls at the way she tense around him, her walls clenching tight at his dirty talk, as if she likes it.

"Daddy, please," she whines, the sweetness of the words making him growl and tense, thrust into her harsher because he can hardly help himself. She' so perfect and sweet, so soft and willing underneath him, smelling like desire and arousal and everything that's perfect.

"My sweet little slut," he says. "You want this, don't you? Want Daddy to fill up your tight cunt?" It feels both wrong and so perfectly right to talk dirty to her like this.

She blushes, cheeks red with embarrassment as she nods.

It's her expression that makes him come, driving home one last time and taking her hips, holding her in place so he can sink as far as possible into her. He holds herself there as he groans out, feeling his cock beginning to fill up and his come spilling into her tight heat, filling her up.

It makes her come too, crying a

nd gasping, her body shaking as she comes undone on his cock, his come, on the feeling of him filling up her womb and breeding her full. He groans, holding her still, mouthing at her neck and sucking savage red marks all over her creamy pale skin.

When his knot begins to fill out, she starts struggling, eyes more aware as she blinks up at him, tears dripping down the sides of her face. She pushes against his chest weakly, confused as she looks down at where their bodies are joined, not understanding what's changed, why she's feeling even more full with his cock inside of her even though he's been fucking her all this time.

"Ah, Daddy- Daddy, what's-" she whimpers, her voice breaking as she shakes under him.

"It's my knot, darling," he explains. "It's okay," he hushes when she tries to pull away weakly. He holds her wrists and pins them above her when she tries to push at his hips, sharp nails scratching his hips. As much as he likes having her mark him up, he would very much have her soft and sweet under him still. "It's okay. It just means you're mine now," he says, raining soft sweet kisses on her face as she starts to cry.

She nods, whimpering so sweetly. The knot would hurt if she tries to pull herself free, so he keeps her still, pinning her down with the weight of his body on top of hers without crushing her.

"I'm going to take such good care of you, love. Breed you nice and full so you can carry our cubs," he promises, hands gripping her wrists.

"I- No, Daddy," she whines, eyes so lovely with tears.

He's aware she has her own future planned out already, finishing med school and making a name for herself in a community of Shifters who had looked down on her her entire life just because she's human, but he doesn't want that for her. He wants her safe at home where he can take care of her.

The world is a dangerous place. He knows that better than anyone. The only reason why he's never argued with her about her medical degree is because it's one of the safest professions she could get, but he still worries. He worries about her whenever he lets her out of his sight.

He's obsessed.

He comes again with his knot inside of her, thick and throbbing, filling her up with little jerks of his hips that makes her keen and whimper louder.

"Shh..." he coos, holding her still. "I'll take care of you, love. There's nothing you need to worry about."

"I- You already take care of me, Daddy," she whispers.

He holds her close and comes inside her again.