^{WARNING! This story contains bestiality and gore, if you don't like this, do not read any further! You have been warned.}

        Fawn walks into the clearing she considers her home, blissfully unaware of any threats, at least up wind. She walks over to the stream running through it, needing to wash the musk off. She really smells like a fawn in estrous. She hears something in the jungle where she entered, but as she looks, she sees nothing but a bird flying into the clearing. She shrugs, and returns her attention to the stream. Gah! It's so warm! She trips off her top and shorts, as well as her finger gloves, placing all next to her on the ground. Ah, being naked is so good!
        Naimad stalks into the clearing, following an interesting scent trail. It just speaks to all kinds of his instincts for some reason, and if nothing else, he wants to find out why. He can just barely keep himself almost under grass level if he's careful. He starts edging along the trail, lost in analyzing the scent more than he is actually looking for the target. Give him a break, he's new to this style of hunting.
        Fawn is washing her face with cold water from the stream. It's soooo refreshing! She's about to wash lower down as she squats by the stream, when she hears something. Even with her excellent hearing, she can't pinpoint where the sound came from, but she stands up nonetheless, and looks warily around. It could be a monster from the jungle, they do pass through the clearing occasionally. "A-anyone there?" she calls out.
        Naimad drops lightly to the ground as he gets a good view of his target, then belly crawls a little bit closer, nostrils flaring as he scents the air. He's probably visible as a giant furrow in the grass if nothing else.
        Fawn doesn't notice the furrow in the grass at first, mainly because it's right behind her. When she finally notices, she immediately realize she's in danger. She's... slightly smarter than your average doe, and quickly leaps over the stream, running towards one of the thickets to hide. She hops inside through the narrow opening between the young trees.
        Naimad's instincts promptly take over as his prey runs, sending charging out of the grass and over the stream in an easy bound. He lopes after her, simply barging past the trees. There's a small flare from where his shoulder makes contact with one, and the tree seems to momentarily twist out of his way.
        Fawn breathes out in relief as she's inside the thicket. She looks out between the trees, hoping whatever was out there leaves soon. She cries out as she sees the beast coming at her, and pulls back to the back of the thicket. The trees move away for the beast! It's one of the dire wolf monsters, and she's as good as dead.
        Naimad bursts through the gap in the trees, a few low-hanging branches snapping in front of his jump, though he fits through the narrow gap with ease. He comes to a stop, nearly barreling into her and the trees as he does. He doesn't understand how his protections work at the moment, therefore not getting that he would make it through somehow. As it is he's preoccupied with examining the now stopped prey since she's no longer fleeing. Food, or something else?
        Fawn stands up against the wall of trees, shaking, poised on the top of her toes, and her arms covering her naked breasts, with the hands crossed under her chin. She's so terrified that she involuntarily squirts from her pussy, making it wet and fragrant.
        Naimad's nostrils flare at the rush of scent from between her legs. Needless to say he dips his head to sniff directly at the source, tongue darting out for a quick lap of her nectar.
        Fawn cries in panic as the beast's tongue touches her pussy. Every nerve fiber in her body is on edge, and down there the nerves are packed closer than anywhere else, maybe except the hands. So when there is the point of first contact, she cries out.
        Naimad's ears flatten at the sound of her scream, then headbutts against her, growling deeply.
        Fawn goes quiet immediately as the beast growls at her. "O-okay, m-m-mister b-b-beast. I w-w-won't scream a-anymore." She somehow feels calmer, and looks at the giant wolf, five feet tall, with dark fur, from black to grey, and glowing green shimmering eyes. An improbable beast, but she could have said so by its size alone. Wolves this big only exists in stories. Right? At least in the real world.
        Naimad's nose traces over the rest of her as he sniffs, still deciding how exactly to place her, though his cocks are placing their vote by slowly hardening beneath him. He'd forgot to remove that little feature from the last time he'd been in this form. He goes with their vote for now, trailing his nose directly down from her face, through the valley of her breasts and to within an inch or so of her wet pussy.
        Fawn is breathing heavily. The beast seems to try to figure out what she is. She's not quite sure herself, but where it tries to figure out if she's prey or something else, she tries to figure out if she's scared... or horny. It seems to be distracted by her pussy, which she can smell has even more musky odor now. Okay, she's definitely feeling horny now, as its nose stops right by her wet folds. She feels its hot breath down there, and it really makes her juices flow. "N-n-nice w-w-wolf."
        Naimad's ear flicks a little at her words, but he's more occupied with what's coming from her pussy. His large flat tongue laps out across her to catch as much of her juices as he can. His twin cocks are most definitely rock hard and dribbling slightly by now.
        Fawn says "Y-y-you like that?" She carefully moves her arms out to the sides to get better balance against the wall of young trees behind her, and gently lifts up one leg, stretching it up, and behind the corresponding shoulder. "Is this b-b-better for you?"
        Naimad huffs over her pussy in acknowledgement of her assistance, then licks her firmly, his tongue dragging into her pussy then over her clit. He does recall that the females enjoy that, which makes it easier for him to fuck them.
        Fawn stifles a moan, but a whimper still escapes her, as the wolf's tongue slides in between her folds, along the slit, and up to her clitoris. She gets wetter for each lick it takes, sort of making it counterproductive to lick in order to get up all of it.
        Naimad licks her a few more times nonetheless, till he gets tired of that and raises his head to roughly nudge her side. He's relatively certain she can understand what he wants.
        Fawn, only balancing on one foot, and having only a loose grip with her arms, topples over to the side, crashing down on the ground. Luckily she lands on the softest moss, a spot she often uses to sleep, so the impact is more Ouch! than Ow! She gets her leg loose from her shoulder, and straightens up her upper body, while she move her legs in from the wide split to a more comfortable spread. She leans back on the mossy bed, giving the beast her pussy. Better that than her life.
        Naimad gives a little growl as he examines her, then tucks his nose under her ass and lifts up till she'd only be supported on her feet and shoulders. This is about him getting sex by this point after all.
        Fawn quickly gets that the beast wants her to lift her ass up. She does so easily, having strong legs and back muscles from lots of running. She can see his two cocks from down on the ground, and if she wasn't wet before, she gets wet now.
        Naimad easily walks over her, only having to dip his hips a little to get his cocks lined up as best he can, pointed and precum slick heads both pressing into the vicinity of her holes.
        Fawn can see that both of the cocks are large, red, slick with precum, and most of all knotted. She looks up at the owner of the cocks, now with an expression of unquenched lust in her eyes. "Fuck me, wolf beast!" she says, not stuttering one time.
        Naimad snarls softly as he hears his current fuck toy trying to command him, then slams his cocks into her anyways, doing his best to completely fill her with his cocks in one swift movement. However, as soon as his knots contact her pussy lips and asshole he's already pulling halfway back out for his second thrust. Seems the pace will be a tad brutal for now.
        Fawn whimpers as the two cocks are thrust into, dragged quickly out of, and then thrust back inside her pussy and ass brutally. She gets that it wants her to shut up, or at least not challenge him in any way. He's an Alpha in the right sense.
        Naimad slows just a little as he hears her whimpers, but doesn't come close to stopping his relentless plowing of her pussy and ass. He softly pants from the feeling of her wrapped around his rods and them rubbing together through her.
        Fawn breathes easier as the beast slows down, at least it's less painful now. Her legs trembles, not from fatigue, but from vibrations from the hard fucking she's getting. The two cocks penetrate so deep inside her, that it feels like her bowels shifts to make room for them.
        Naimad's furry sack slaps lightly against her ass as he starts ramping the force and speed of his thrust up again, though much slower this time.
        Fawn groans in a mix of pleasure and pain. Her body rocks back and forth on the moss under her back. She wish she could reach down to her clit, but she needs both arms to keep herself from being pushed further and further back. Maybe if they change position.
        Naimad has no intent towards stopping to accede to her desires. He'll likely be easily persuaded into another round afterward if how easily he started this time is any indication. Either way, he relentlessly fucks her, one paw pushing onto her shoulder to hold her in place as he nears his climax.
        Fawn smiles for a fraction of a second, and uses the arm which shoulder is not pinned down by the beasts paw, as she doesn't need to use her own strength for keeping in place. Her hand slinks flat in between her's and the beast's belly, and seeks out her clitoris, which she rubs in circles. Her hand does not move, only her fingers, so there's little chance that she bumps into his upper cock. She closes her eyes, breathes heavy, and moans as she cums. A small orgasm, but it might be all she'll get.
        Naimad thrusts his cocks forward, slamming his knots into her as her orgasm tips him over the edge of his. His claws dig slightly into her shoulder as his hot seed begins filling her womb and bowels.
        Fawn whimpers in pain from the claws digging deep into her shoulder as the orgasm ripples through her body. Pain and pleasure battle in her brain while she's immobilized in the process. She does not notice that her wound leaks as much as her pussy does.
        Naimad gives a few more rapid thrusts, slamming their locked hips together as his orgasm winds down, then removes his paw from her shoulder and looks around a little as he tries to puzzle out what exactly he'll do till his knots calm down.
        Naimad ends up just laying atop her at this rate since he can't exactly turn around with his twin cocks.
        Fawn finds that pleasure has won her internal battle, as the pain in her shoulder feels more like numbness. She's sure that the pain will take revenge when the pleasure subsides, but for now, she's in bliss. Her pussy and ass clenches and massages the cocks.
        Naimad's nostrils flare a little as the tang of blood pierces through the musk from their mating. He bends his head down and gives the pierced holes in her shoulder a quick swipe, then returns to his attempts to pull away without being able to turn around.
        Fawn feels the tongue on her shoulder wound, and it's actually feeling better. She does not know that this probably is from the antibiotic effects of canine saliva, making their tongues some of the cleanest tongues in the world. Her heart rate is dropping down to normal, and her breath calms down. Her head is still pretty much up in the sky though. She mumbles "Good wolfie... I wish I knew your name. I guess I have to call you Alpha."
        Naimad tilts his head to look at her properly as she speaks, then gives a little huff. He's still pretty deep in his instinctive state so he knows he has a name and that's not it, but doesn't know what it is. Either way he's okay with that it seems.
        Fawn hopes she can bait the beast into fucking her again, from behind, instead of killing and eating her, which she's pretty sure will be the outcome if she doesn't exhaust him enough so that she can flee. She can feel the knots slowly deflate inside her.
        Naimad can feel it as well and jerks back a little, slipping his cocks free as he back up a bit and sniffs at himself.
        Fawn lowers her hips as she's free of the knotted cocks, and lays still on the ground for a moment. Then as the beast gives her room, and looks away, she spins over onto her stomach with incredible speed for someone with a wounded shoulder. She lifts her ass using her knees, and when it's up, with her tail pointing straight up to the sky, she spreads her legs out to the sides to make her holes gape wide again. All this happens while the beast inspects itself. "Oh, Alpha~" She wiggles her ass.
        Naimad's ear flicks toward her at the sound of her voice, followed by his gaze. He tilts his head at the sight of her presenting herself, then gives a small huff. Well, who's he to resist another shot at plowing her? He moves into place, easily stepping over her back to bring his only partially-softened cocks back up to her pussy and ass. He rubs them against her a little, smearing their intermingled cum in her fur as he coaxes himself to full dual erection again.
        Fawn grins to herself, having succeeded. Not only has she increased her chance of surviving, by escaping while the beast is resting out its exhaustion, but she also has a second chance at getting a proper, big orgasm. It's not often a prey like her gets fucked by a predator like Alpha. She feels his cocks grows hard and thick again, and sneaks a hand in under her body. Able to play with her clitoris without having to sneak her hand undetected between them, she can pleasure herself much better.
        Naimad takes a moment to ensure he's lined up, though since he can't see he's just going by the sensation on his heads to ensure he won't miss entirely, or end up fucking the same hole with two cocks. He thrust his way in again regardless.
        Fawn moans into the moss as Alpha's cocks thrusts into her holes, as virile as the first time. With her still lingering bliss from first round, the heavy pounding she's getting, and her own playing with her clitoris, she has no doubt she will orgasm soon.
        Naimad fucks her with slow powerful thrusts, getting a bit more enjoyment of his own out of her this time. His paws wrap around her stomach for extra support as he slowly picks up speed.
        Fawn's lower arm gets pinned between her body and the paws of the beast fucking her, and her fingers freezes for a moment. Maybe she should move them slower, so she doesn't make vibrations up her arm. She's certain that he's easily provoked, and she does not want her neck snapped. At least she wants to orgasm first, if it's bound to happen, so she can tick being fucked by a predator off her bucket list. She smirks to her silly thoughts. Automatic defense by the brain against the inevitability of her demise.
        Naimad is, of course, completely ignorant of her thoughts, and could hardly care less about her playing with her clitoris. After all, she practically begged for it this time around. Regardless, his thrusts are starting to become properly fast now, the sound of him fucking her filling the clearing along with their intermingled musk.
        Fawn is getting closer to her orgasm, but something holds back her climax, and what ever it is holds her there, even if she's pounded hard in both holes, and rubs herself as fast as she dares. She tightens her holes around his poles, hoping that will be it.
        Naimad growls softly at the added tightness and tightens his own grip on her, claws of both paws pricking her flesh where they touch. His fucking reaches it's epitome, slamming into her at a jackhammer pace as he gets close to releasing his second orgasm.
        Fawn does not feel that her skin is pierced by the claws, and if she did, she wouldn't care, the good feeling is over her. She just rides the wave of wonderful sensations from her pussy and ass, while she hunts for the killer wave, the one she's gonna ride and float on. Heh... killer wave. Suddenly, as the beast pounds into her, she sees him killing her, snapping her neck, and ripping big chunks of her free with his massive teeth. This should terrify her, but instead, it's the thing she was missing.
        The massive orgasm, the killer wave she has been looking for, crashes over her, and sprays out between her pussy walls and the lower of the wolf's cocks. She lets out a long, deep moan as she cums, trembling throughout her entire body. She's drifting into a pink bliss where nothing can touch her incorporeal metaform. She does not move. Not her body at least. Her pussy walls and ass sphincter clenches again, harder than before, and then relaxes her pussy and ass as much as she can, not trying to hold the knots inside. She's hopefully exhausted her would-be killer.
        Naimad lets out a soft howl as she clenches hard around his sensitive shafts, throwing back his head even as his knots slam into her and his cum shoots deep inside once more.
        Fawn panics as the wolf howls, as instincts from her deer side kicks in. She desperately tries to get up and flee, while her Human side screams inside her Noooo! You're going to get us killed, you stupid animal! But it is too late. She's on her feet, and forcefully pulls herself off the cocks, starting a wild sprint towards the opening left by the dire wolf as it crashed in after her. The logical Fawn, the Human side, tells the instinct driven, animal side, that she must stop, and lay flat. Running will only give the wolf a reason to hunt her down. Her animal side does not listen.
        Naimad yelps as she rips herself off his still engorged knots. The sudden pain coupled with her running from him, again, causes his instincts to lock down and take over. He bounds after her, easily outpacing the biped, and leaps, his paws landing squarely on her back, and his weight driving her into the ground. A deep growl rumbles out from him right before his jaws descend and snap down on her neck.
        Fawn screams in pain and panic, trying desperately to get free, to escape alive. But she knows it's futile. The stupid deer has killed her with its animal instincts. She feel blood running down her neck from the puncture wounds from the massive teeth.
        Naimad snarls as the scream reaches his ear, then clamps his jaws as close together as he can while he jerks his head upright with one twist of his massive neck.
        Fawn's scream is cut off with the snap of her neck, and the jerking which causes her windpipe to be crushed. The last she sees is one of her hands, dripping with her own blood, reaching toward the newly made exit of the thicket, and then... nothing. Not just seeing nothing, but feeling nothing, thinking nothing. Her heart is still beating rapidly, causing her blood to spray out from her ripped throat and neck. Another thing spilling is their mixed cum, washed out by an unnoticed orgasm in her death throes.
        Naimad walks backwards, dragging the corpse with him. He releases his literally deadly grip on her throat, sniffing the just barely connected flesh before giving his head a small shake to rid it of dripping blood. He examines the body laying in front of him, still muggy with instincts. After a few moments he tears off and wolfs down a few choice hunks of flesh from the deer girl, especially from her thighs and ass, before trotting lazily out into the clearing. He exits the thicket and lopes over to the stream, dipping himself into it, and rolling around for a moment, before he sets off toward the jungle at an easy pace, clean of anything that had been on him, if a bit muddy.
        Fawn's partially eaten corpse lays behind in the thicket with the head as good as torn off. Her thighs and ass are gone, only tendrils of flesh is left behind, as is her pussy and breasts. As days passes, other animals, scavengers mostly, comes to eat the remains, and soon, all that remains is her clean picked bones. Tall grass starts to grow in the thicket as sunlight reaches the spot where she was killed, and her bones gives the ground nutrients. As years pass by, there’s no trace left of what happened, except for the grass growing in the middle of a mossy thicket, in a clearing in the middle of the jungle.