Thread: Queen of the Pack ((Maxaro & ViperFang))

Truth to be told, it had been some time since Thanrir had known the touch of a female, Gnoll or other, his more bestial cravings left unsatisfied for long enough to make the orgasm he shared with Nou one of the strongest in his life. His body shuddered above the sorceress, her moans and the fingers he felt digging into his rough fur only making him want to ravage her harder before he succumbed to his own release, but as soon as Nou's walls clenched around him he couldn't fight back any longer. To Thanrir, it felt like his blood had been replaced by liquid magma, pleasure and a certain, special heat flooding all his senses as he released all the built up tension in his body, shooting several thick ropes of cum deep into Nou's insides while what sounded like a howl made its way out of his throat. For a moment, all the Gnoll's senses were overridden by sheer pleasure, his head leaving the earth behind as it soared among the heavens for a few glorious, mind-melting seconds, and then he was suddenly back in Nou's hut and his body felt like it weighed ten times more than normal. His lack of release for such a long while made this take a lot more out of him than usual, and the packmaster suspected, as his head returned to his body, that should this, hopefully, happen again his stamina would be less quickly drained. It was only vaguely that Thanrir could feel the sorceress' grip on him lessen, at least until his golden eyes opened and he could look down upon the, in his mind, goddess of beauty laid out before him, dark hair that had become undone at some point fanned out beneath her, and with her chest covered in his saliva from where he had licked and nipped at it. A few ragged pants left his maw as he slowly regained his bearings, his tongue lolling out of his mouth instinctively for a moment. He'd expected pleasure, but this was far more than what he could have ever prepared for. While his strength slowly but surely returned, Thanrir was left with enjoying the sensation of his ears being filled by the wonderful sound of Nou's voice and while her fingers ran through his fur, an action that he gladly leaned into. He listened to her speak for a moment before her brilliant eyes opened and he had to fight to not get lost in them, but her still her last words made the Gnoll laugh. Those worm-brained idiots wouldn't dare, he said quietly, a grin pulling at his beastly features. They don't have the last say in who does or doesn't join the pack, only I do, and if they have anything against you coming with us then they'll have to go through me first. A pack-leader defends his own after all, especially if their mate is involved. I don't doubt for a moment that you're going to be a great addition to our ranks. After his body felt recovered enough, the Gnoll warrior rose from his hunched over position, throwing a glance towards one of the windows of the hut from where he could hear the sounds of his men barking about becoming restless. He wasn't exactly in a hurry to go back and join them, but he also knew how annoying they would be to deal with if they were forced to wait much longer, and while Thanrir was in a far better mood than before after filling his stomach and making a deal with Nou, he didn't look forward the prospect of his pack yapping at him until they made camp. It was with some reluctance that he stood up completely from Nou's bed, looking around for where his armor had ended up. We should get a move on if we wish to make it out of this forest before nightfall, he said to the sorceress with some clear regret entering his voice, though it swiftly disappeared as he was reminded of something Nou had said while they were joined. And do not worry yourself, I think our partnership will let me explore everything about humans, or more precisely sorceresses, that I could ever want. I would never want to make my mate feel jealous after all.