Kidnapped by the Pack Alpha [CNC][Primal][Breeding][Knotting][Pack Use][Feral]
The forest was supposed to be safe at dusk.
I’d only stepped off the trail for a minute phone in my hand, stupidly chasing a rare wildflower photo when the world exploded. A low growl rolled through the trees behind me, deep enough to vibrate in my chest. I spun around and there he was: the Alpha.
Towering. Naked. Every inch of him carved like a predator who’d never known mercy. Golden eyes glowed in the fading light. His cock was already half hard, thick and heavy, the knot at the base already starting to swell. Behind him, shadows moved his pack, at least eight of them, circling silently through the underbrush like wolves on the hunt.
I ran.
Branches whipped my face. My heart hammered so hard I could taste iron. But he was faster. Much faster. The ground shook with his footfalls and then his massive hand clamped around my ankle, yanking me off my feet. I hit the dirt hard, screaming, kicking, clawing at the earth as he dragged me back by one leg like I weighed nothing.
“Little rabbit,” he snarled, voice more beast than man. “You smell like fear… and like you’re already wet for me.”
He flipped me onto my back and pinned me down with his body. One huge paw hand ripped my shorts and panties down in a single brutal tug. I tried to shove him off, nails raking down his chest, but he just laughed, low and feral, and forced my thighs apart with his knees.
Two thick fingers shoved into my pussy without warning. I cried out, back arching, because fuck he was right. I was soaked. He pumped them once, twice, then pulled them free and licked them clean while staring straight into my eyes.
“Mine,” he growled.
He mounted me right there on the forest floor. No condom. No mercy. His cock speared into me in one savage thrust, stretching me open so wide I screamed. The pack howled in approval, closer now, watching. He fucked me like an animal deep, punishing strokes that slammed against my cervix with every snap of his hips. My shirt was torn open, tits bouncing, nipples scraped raw by his chest hair.
“You’re going to take my knot,” he snarled against my ear, teeth grazing my neck. “You’re going to take every drop of my seed until your belly swells with my pups.”
I was sobbing, begging half “no” and half “please” when I felt it. The knot. Swelling. Stretching. Locking us together as he drove it past my entrance with a brutal shove. I came instantly, pussy clamping down around the massive bulge, milking him while he roared and flooded me. Hot, thick ropes of cum pumped straight into my womb, pulse after pulse, so much it leaked out around the knot and ran down my ass.
He didn’t pull out. Couldn’t. We were tied. He rolled us so I was on top, still impaled, and held me there while his pack closed in.
“Alpha’s claimed her,” one of them growled, already stroking his own cock. “Now the pack breeds her.”
They took turns while the knot kept me locked on their leader. One after another they used my mouth fucking my throat until I gagged and drooled, cum dripping from my chin. Hands mauled my tits, pinched my nipples, slapped my ass. When the Alpha’s knot finally shrank enough to pop free with a wet gush of seed, they flipped me onto all fours like a bitch in heat.
The next wolf mounted me immediately, knotting me just as brutally while the Alpha held my hair and made me look up at him. “Good girl,” he murmured, thumb stroking my tear streaked cheek. “Take every cock. Every knot. We’re not stopping until you’re dripping from all three holes and your womb is overflowing.”
I lost count after the fourth knot.
They bred me in the dirt for hours feral, growling, biting my shoulders and thighs to mark me as pack property. Every time one knot deflated, another took its place. Cum poured out of me in thick rivers every time they pulled free, only to be replaced by more. My belly felt full, bloated with their seed. I stopped fighting somewhere around the sixth orgasm and started pushing back, whimpering for the next knot like the broken little breeding bitch they’d turned me into.
By the time the moon was high, I was a wrecked, cum soaked mess. Collapsed on my stomach in a puddle of their combined spend, ass up, pussy still twitching and leaking. The Alpha crouched beside me, stroking my hair almost tenderly while his pack panted around us.
He leaned down, licked a stripe up my neck, and whispered, “You’re ours now, little rabbit. Our mate. Our breeder. And tomorrow night… we hunt you again.”
I shivered, already aching for it.
Because deep down I knew the truth:
I’d never really been trying to get away.