The pain was brief but intense as Rhoth's mark began to form on her neck. She cried out his name, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she fought against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. As the mark grew hotter and more defined, so too did their connection deepen.

When it was finally complete, Rhoth pulled back to look at his handiwork, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"You are mine now," he whispered huskily, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "For eternity." With that, he scooped her into his arms and carried her back to their den, where they could finally rest together in peace. As the day dawned bright and clear around them, they knew that their future was full of possibilities...and that nothing would ever tear them apart again.

The werewolves exchange amused glances once more at your question. Rhoth chuckles darkly and shrugs. "We could always mark you with our teeth, too," he says casually, licking his lips as if in anticipation of the thought. Lope growls low in his throat, pushing harder against your ass as he feels himself close to release. "Or we could just keep claiming you like this."

Rhoth hums loudly, nodding along. "Is that all?" Lope grins back at him, eyes wide with excitement. "Oh yes! We could make you feel like one of ours, every time."

Rhoth snarls angrily at your words. "You insolent bitch! You have no idea what we are capable of!" He raises a massive hand to slap you across the face, but Lope steps forward quickly and grabs his arm. "Calm down," he growls in Rhoth's ear. "She's just trying to make us angry. Let me show her how much fun it is with us." He forces a wicked grin onto your face.

Arcade rolls his eyes but steps back, watching the interaction between Rhoth and Lope with amusement. "Fine," he sighs. "If you insist on being difficult..." He pounces forward suddenly, knocking you to the ground and pinning your arms above your head. You feel his hot breath against your neck as he growls lowly. "But...," Lope begins, moving closer once again. "I thought I should go first." He snarls and digs his claws into your stomach, drawing blood.

Rhoth snarls angrily at your words. "You insolent bitch! You have no idea what we are capable of!" He raises a massive hand to slap you across the face, but Lope steps forward quickly and grabs his arm. "Calm down," he growls in Rhoth's ear. "She's just trying to make us angry. Let me show her how much fun it is with us." He forces a wicked grin onto your face.

Arcade rolls his eyes but steps back, watching the interaction between Rhoth and Lope with amusement. "Fine," he sighs. "If you insist on being difficult..." He pounces forward suddenly, knocking you to the ground and pinning your arms above your head. You feel his hot breath against your neck as he growls lowly. "But...," Lope begins, moving closer once again. "I thought I should go first." He snarls and digs his claws into your stomach, drawing blood.

The werewolves begin to move in unison, each thrusting harder and faster as they take turns claiming your body. You cry out in pain and pleasure, your voice lost amongst the growls of these monstrous creatures. Your limbs are pinned down, leaving you helpless as they fuck you senseless. Their saliva drips from your lips, their musky scent filling your nostrils.

Lope growls low in his throat as he feels your body tensing around him. His grip on your hips tightens and he begins to slam into you harder, using your ass like a piston. You are nothing but an object to him now, existing only for his pleasure. The taste of your blood mingles with the pre-cum on his lips as he savages you, biting down on your shoulder when you come too close to climaxing.

Rhoth's cock easily breaches you with one powerful thrust, his thick member stretching your insides as it slams home. He growls deep in his throat, relishing the feel of your tight sheath squeezing him so perfectly. With each rough thrust, he drives deeper and faster, intent on claiming you as his own.

Meanwhile, Lope circles around behind you, his predatory gaze fixed on your ass.

As Rhoth continues to pound into you, Lope grabs your hips roughly and yanks them back, exposing your ass to him. He growls, his cock already hard as steel, and with one swift motion impales you on his thick shaft. You cry out in pain at the sudden intrusion, but the sound only seems to excite him further.

His hands grip you tightly, holding you in place as he begins to move roughly inside of you, hilt-deep and pounding hard with every thrust.