Aztec Treasure
Tied Up

Maria Meztli’s POV

Roadkill and Possum’s Fishing Cabin, Northern Minnesota

(Author's Note: This chapter is almost all sex.)

It felt like he was splitting me in half, and I screamed out in pain as Lance filled me.

He paused, giving me precious seconds to adjust to his sudden intrusion. Slowly, the pain receded, replaced by a glorious feeling of fullness. When he started moving again, it felt fantastic. After only three hard thrusts, my body exploded in bliss as my insides gripping him to keep him from pulling out. I was nearly passing out from the pleasure he was giving me. I let out a satisfied growl, encouraging his wolf to do it again.

My heat turned me from an innocent teenage to a wanton sex kitten in a few hours, and I loved every second of it now. Lance kept pumping away at me, his forelegs holding my rear end up when I lost the ability to control them. I lost track of how many times I came, especially after I felt his knot form. How the hell do she-wolves handle this? He was a big boy already, big enough to stretch me out good, but adding a softball-sized knot to the base of it was too much. I shrieked out in pain when he tried shoving it into my swollen pussy and tried to get out from under him. He didn’t let me escape it, holding me in place and forcing himself in until it popped through. When his hips slammed all the way forward, it knocked the wind out of me. I laid there, my eyes watering from the pain, and then he started moving again.

It felt like he was trying to pull my insides out, then he’d shove them back in again. He could only move a few inches, but every time that knot backed up to the opening, it rubbed my G-spot and set off eruptions of pleasure. As his big dog dick moved, it stroked my tender insides, making me build quickly to a climax. I was starting to get lightheaded, as the orgasms were so close together I didn’t recover from one before the next would hit.

Lance was getting closer, and his shortened thrusts were getting faster and faster. I yowled in pleasure as he finally slammed all the way forward, his seed filling me up deep inside. He howled in triumph as he finished, and then he collapsed. His knot tied us together, so we ended up on our sides to catch our breath.

It didn’t last long. Our breathing went back to normal as we watched the moon rise over the horizon. I wanted more, I needed more, and wiggling around with Lance inside me had predictable results. He stayed engaged as he rolled me onto my stomach, and I pushed my hips up as he stood on his paws again. He planted his front legs inside my back legs, and with renewed energy, he started pounding me into a puddle again.

That was the way the whole night went. We’d have fantastic sex, and Lance would drain his balls into me, then we’d rest until I could get him going again. What Mom told me about going through heat was nothing like experiencing it. I couldn’t get enough.

We fell asleep at some point, and Lance finally disengaged. I woke up at sunrise to the feeling of emptiness and a flood of fluids going down my leg. My Goddess, what a mess! I walked stiffly away from it, every muscle in my body protesting the movement. I stretched my body, my poor abused pussy protesting its treatment as I walked into the woods to find a place to relieve myself. I scraped dirt and leaf litter over it when I finished, hoping to minimize the scent.

Lance woke up, and I could tell he was just as sore. He walked stiffly to me, scenting my sex and giving it a lick. His touch sent a buzz through me, but Lance was too tired to do anything about it. Instead, he nudged me towards a trail that led to the lake.

By the Goddess, the cold water felt great! I moved out until the water was above my shoulders, letting the water and the waves clean my fur. Lance stood by me, scenting the air for any danger. There was a small fishing boat a long ways away, but nothing else. We spent a few minutes in the water before he nudged me back to the shore. The sun was rising, and a big jaguar next to a giant wolf was not something we wanted humans to see.

We walked into the woods again before we shook off the lake water. I followed him back up the trail to the car we had left last night, our clothes tossed onto the front seat. I could scent two werewolves in the air, but they weren’t close by. When I got back to the car, we both shifted, and for the first time in eight hours, we could communicate by more than growls and touches. “Are you all right,” Lance asked as I put a hand over my aching innards.

“I’m sore, Lance. I’m REALLY sore,” I told him. “It’s all right. You gave me everything I needed last night.”

“I’m sorry about the first time. I wanted to prepare you so it wouldn’t hurt so much, but my wolf was out of his mind with lust.”

“It only hurt for a few seconds, and then it was the best thing ever. You rocked my world last night.” I could tell he wasn’t sure if I was lying to him to make him feel better. I walked over to him, hugging him with one arm before letting my hand drop. His cock twitched as I wrapped my fingers around it and pumped it a few times.

“We should eat something before we start again,” Lance said. “And I need some time to recover. You aren’t the only one sore after last night.”

“Fine,” I said. “I scented wolves out there.”

“The Alpha wouldn’t send you without protection, not with Julio still at large,” Lance replied. “There are four teams of two rotating patrols. No one is getting close to us without me knowing.”

That made me feel better. I grabbed the bag the Omegas packed for me, and Lance grabbed his bag and the cooler. We didn’t bother dressing; what was the point? He set the stuff down on the wooden porch and took the keys out of his jeans pocket.

The cabin wasn’t big, maybe sixteen by twenty-four feet, but it was cozy. I set the bags on the bed as Lance brought the cooler into the kitchenette. I went around to the windows, opening the place up so it could air out.

“They weren’t thinking we’d be cooking a lot,” he said as he opened the Igloo cooler. I peeked inside; there was bread for sandwiches, packets of frozen meats, cheeses, nuts, and juice. “High-calorie foods.”

“I’m starving,” I said. Lance made a plate of cheese and sausage while I drained a bottle of orange juice. We sat at the table to eat breakfast. I demolished my plate in about two minutes, licking my lips as I finished. I needed him; my body demanded sex, and he was going to give it to me. He was still eating, and his little friend was sleeping. “I need you.”

“Baby, please! I am NOT from Havana!” He looked down at his lap. “See? Not even a twitch.”

“I bet I can wake him up,” I said. I’d never done this before, but I’d seen it on the Internet. How hard could it be? I slid under the table and between his legs. His cock was small and floppy, and it was easy to suck into my mouth. I was playing with myself as I swirled my tongue around him. He finished eating and sat back, but my novice efforts didn’t revive him. “Dammit! I need you in me NOW! I’m desperate!”

“Shift into your cat and get up on the bed,” he told me. “I’m going to pop some Viagra.” I did so, lying on the cheap sheet covering the blanket. He went to the bag Possum had given me, taking out a dildo that was eight inches long and as wide around as my wrist, with deep ridges the whole length. “If you want to get pregnant, we should try this.”

I was desperate for anything to sate my needs, so I just nodded and raised my rump. Lance coated the sex toy with lube, probably not needed given how I was dripping with arousal, then placed it at my opening. I groaned as he slowly worked it inside; I was sore, but it felt so damn good I didn’t care. It wasn’t as big as Lance in his wolf form, but it felt different. It was cold instead of hot, and the ridges were catching on my insides as it pushed forwards. “You said a barb spurs ovulation, right?” I nodded my head. “Just relax.”

He got it all the way in, twisted it a little, then yanked it back out. FUCK! I snarled in pain, looking back to see if my insides were lying bloody on the sheet now. I swatted after him with a paw, but he was fast enough to get out of the way. “Did that hurt?” I looked at him like that was the dumbest question ever. Of course, it hurt! Do you think I make that noise because it feels good? “I’m going to put it back in, and this time I’ll give you an orgasm before I do that again.”

I got back in position. The things I do to get pregnant, I thought to myself. Lance worked it in, then slowly pumped it while he used his fingers to help out. It started feeling good, and it helped tame the heat that was overwhelming me. He worked me into a quick orgasm, then into a bigger one. When it hit, he yanked the toy out, shoved it back in hard, then ripped it out again. The combination sent me over a cliff, and I woke up a few minutes later feeling like my insides had been scraped clean.

I felt him climb onto the bed, his teeth grabbing at my neck as he pushed my hips up. I moaned as he pushed himself into me; he stretched me more but hurt me less. I screamed as his knot forced its way in at the beginning of our sex marathon. It was after sundown before he finally wore himself out.

We went out to the lake again, this time shifting to human form since no one could see us. “How are you feeling?”

“I think the heat is ending,” I told him. That was a big advantage of having a male tend to your heat; it was over in a day or so, not in three. It didn’t hurt that he fucked me six ways to Sunday. I was a woman now, and I enjoyed the hell out of it. We swam for a while, then made love on the beach before washing off again.

The bed was a complete loss; my claws had torn the hell out of it, and the smell of sex was never coming out. We changed the sheets and fell asleep, both of us exhausted.

In the morning, the heat was over. We ate a big breakfast, rolled up the mattress and sheets for disposal, and cleaned up the cabin. We were on the road by noon, this time with our escorts around us.

If I got lucky, I’d be pregnant, but then what? What would a baby with Lance be like? Would it be a wolf, a jaguar, a hybrid of the two, or a human?

I guess we’ll find out.

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