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Hunger was a primal thing.

A primal need to survive.

And like always, E was driven apart from her armored packmate to hunt once more.

E was more wary now, for she knew the larger raptor creature was nearby, hunting, stalking. Though he did not harm her before, she was rather cautious as to what a second encounter would bring. But, at the same time, E felt as if she desired another encounter. Another encounter with one of her kind, but not.

It was a bit like Ank.

E liked Ank.

Ank tolerated her, and they tried to communicate.

Tried, being the keyword.

Still, it was something, and E was quite grateful for that something.

Unlike other times when E would go out and wander, and try to hunt-things were different.

Ank was waddling behind, not too far, but not too close.

Either her armored friend grew to like her company, or both were simply drawn in by the same curiosity that their senses led them to-a most tantalizing, yet strange scent. E was unsure what it was, but she hoped it was food.

E found what was the source of the strange scent, but it was something she never saw before.

It was a campsite.

E's scaled nares flared, a surge of excess causing a fine spray of mucus to escape her nostrils as she breathed deep. The red raptor with cream white markings cocked her head to the right, a quiet squeak of confusion escaping her. She was unsure what she was looking at. Three tents were pitches erect, the zippers closed. Further into the camp site were chairs that surrounded a burning fire, a metal pot cooking and boiling water within. Coolers were strung around the campsite-generally positioned near the tents themselves. Smoke fluttered in small plumes from the fire, the wood cracking and popping, embers being flown askew into the winds.

The red raptor's blue eyes observed the area, and upon nearing the clearing, craned her neck downward and lowered her head to inspect the strange tracks within the dirt. There were footprints embedded within the earth. E cocked her head, attempting to better decode these strange patterns of footprints. It was odd. E could not see any toe or claw prints. It looked as if it was a singular foot with markings and grooves-as if it were the prints of the large, armored preys. But it was not. The strange imprints in the earth were not like a typical foot like Ank's, and they were small.

E decided she spent enough time studying the odd tracks, and pattered off to further investigate, curious, yet wary. The little predator certainly would not be this bold if Ank the Tank was not nearby. Her armored packmate was currently sniffing a small metal can that was thrown upon the ground, nudging it curiously with his snout. The beer can rolled away, and Ank trudged after it, confused yet curious of the odd smell that came from the little metal thing. Perhaps it was food?

Thus, Ank attempted to put that thought to the test. He crushed the can in his jaws with a loud crunch, and instantly spit the little metal thing back out, a noise escaping him, and head shaking. Ank learned his lessen. The little crunchy things that smelled odd were not food.

E's head snapped towards the noise of the crunch, head warbling and a rasp escaping her in curiosity. Her clawed fingers clenched and unclenched in thought, killing claws twitching. There was so many new things here! She wasn't sure what to investigate next!

But, like always, hunger won over, and it was that need to feed that drew E's attention to the cooking pot over the fire. The raptor neared, blue eyes flicking and narrowing upon the fire, the heat growing as she approached. E's head cocked to the right, then to the left. The metal pot fluttered with cooking food, and the sound of something boiling could be heard within. E wanted the food, but she was unsure as to how to get it.

She never saw what this thing was before.

All she knew, was that it had something that smelled like food.

A high pitched rumble escaped her throat, and E craned her neck forward, nares flaring. The scent was making her jaws salivate, and her belly rumbled in want to be filled. The smoke was a danger, she knew that, but the prize of a full belly would be worth the risk, she supposed.

E's killing claws flicked, and circled, and turned, walking around the cooking fire, thinking and observing. Her snout then moved forward in a forceful nudge, ignoring the heat of the flames and plumes of smoke. While the pot clanged, and was knocked off the pit, E was not expecting the metal to be so hot, and seer her sensitive scales. The pain paused E to squeak in start, a clawed hand moving to cover her pained snout, fingers raking, as if to rub and scrape the pain away.

The pot spilled, boiling water flooding the ground and steam rising. Cooked venison spilled out, seasoned and ready.

And now dirty.

A shame for the campers-perhaps out on a hike whilst their dinner was cooking.

A win for E-for the risk was surely worth it.

The red raptor shook her head, clawed hand lowering and eyes refocusing.

She would have moved to eat the cooked meat had she not seen another of her kind.

A red raptor with cream white and blue eyes, scabs and scares upon her.

A reflection of herself within the reflective metal of the heated pot.

A reflection that E thought was another of her kind.

E gave a rasping squeak in start, and on instinct, made herself small, and submissive. The new raptor was so close! She wouldn't be able to scamper off to her armored packmate in time.

However, the red raptor seemed to copy her submissive stance, and it made E release a noise in confusion.

This new raptor was acting just like her? Perhaps she was hurt before, too? She saw the scabs and scars...Perhaps this raptor was just as an outsider as E was, herself?

Maybe this raptor would be a new friend?

E produced a rasp-an attempt at a greeting. She saw the raptor produce the same noise she did, and her head cocked in confusion. The raptor mimicked her.

E was confused, but waited for a response.

Nothing.

Maybe the other raptor did not hear her?

E tried again-a rasp of a greeting.

Whatever E did, the red raptor did at exactly the same time.

E was beyond confused.

Why was this raptor not communicating with her?

Did she not want to?

Perhaps she was too scared?

A sudden chortled snort came from behind her, followed by the heavy pounding of feet upon the earth, and the breaking and cracking of a tent. E whirled her head around to see Ank fleeing in panic, trampling anything in his path. A trampled tent and a second cracked and ruined by the swipe of a frantic tail in his wake, a plastic cooler splintered and empty beer cans crushed and scattered.

As fast as E whirled her head to look in the direction of her fleeing packmate, did her head snap in the direction Ank fled from. In the direction the other red raptor was. But beyond that-near the edge of the wood and foliage-was the same onyx and gold raptor from before.

Skulking upon all fours, golden eyes piercing and sharp, jagged teeth agape, quills sharp and erect.

E was so focused upon the Indoraptor approaching, that she forgot she was still low slung to the ground, out in the open and vulnerable. Her packmate fled, and she was now alone.

The Indoraptor's golden eyes flicked in observation. To the ruined tents, to the spilled meat and reflective pot, to the coolers and beer cans. Then his sharp eyes flicked to the smaller raptor, pupils narrowing into thin knifes. His tail flicked, and his killing claws clicked and clacked upon the stones embedded within the ground.

It would be a lie to say that the Indoraptor was drawn to the campsite for food alone.

E drew attention to herself by attempting to call to the other raptor.

The Indoraptor answered.

He arrived to answer her call, but he was also here to hunt.

Hunting the two legged creatures that made this place their nest.

E's breath increased, causing her throat to tighten and produce small squeaks and trills.

She was alone.

She was vulnerable.

She was out in the open.

She was scared.

And her eyes showed that fear.

It would be a lie to say that E scampered off in just search of prey.

While she was mainly searching for prey, she was also searching for a companion.

Another companion.

Another creature that could accept her.

She was searching for this male, in desperation, loneliness, and hope.

After all, he could have killed her.

He could have, when she was hiding and vulnerable.

But he didn't.

Why?

That had to mean something?

That he accepted her?

Or was it tolerance, twisted into the perception of acceptance?

E was unsure.

All she knew was that their first encounter could have gone much worse.

Much. Worse.

He could have killed her.

He didn't.

And that positive encounter was the only thing that wasn't sending E into an overdrive of terror.

It was the only thing that made E rise from her submissive position, belly pushing from the ground as her legs allowed her to rise. Though she did not rise to her full height.

She did not want to be seen as a challenger.

As a threat.

E crouched, a posture that displayed stronger self confidence than she previously had. The female's tail flicked, neck craning upward to look upon the larger raptor. A croaked rasp in greeting escaped her.

It was a noise that made the Indoraptor twist his head to the side in confusion, and curiosity. His taloned hands resumed to skulk and crawl himself forward a few more strides until they ceased, and stilled. A guttural rumble escaped the male, before a low call escaped his throat.

It was a call that made E cock her head to the left, a series of confused squeaks escaping her in confusion.

She didn't recognize the odd call?

What was it?

The Indoraptor's nares flared, his eyes refocusing to observe the smaller raptor. The male was perplexed at her silence, a clawed hand curling and grasping at the air, before settling his hand back down upon the ground.

A second, repeating call from the black raptor bellowed forth from his throat.

An attempt to communicate.

An attempt to socialize with another so like him, yet so different.

An attempt to connect with the only other that didn't display aggression towards him.

E did not understand the male's call. But it did not sound aggressive, nor hostile. E's killing claws tapped at the trodden ground in thought, and a series of clicking squeaks escaped her.

The noise only made the Indoraptor cock his head hard to the left in response, a noise of perplex slipping passed his jagged teeth.

He did not understand this female.

She made such strange noises-so unlike the blue one.

The Indoraptor appeared to give up any attempts of communication, and instead turned his attention towards an untouched tent. His neck craned forward, and his chest expanded as he inhaled deep.

The prey was here recently.

That meant they would not be far.

E seemed to calm, and while she didn't rise to her full height, she did skulk forward to snatch up a discarded sausage link in her jaws-which she devoured whole. Her greedy clawed fingers grasped a second link, and her neck craned downward. Her jaws clamped upon the sausage, and it was cut clean. Almost like that of a squirrel, she stuffed her scaled maw, and ate with greed.

This meat was different than what she normally ate from her prey.

Where was more?!

E's blue eyes, however, fell upon the skulking male. While he was ignoring her, she at least wanted to keep an eye upon him.

The Indoraptor was currently sniffing the unruined tent, golden eyes focusing upon the zipper. His jaws carefully clamped upon the little metal tag, and pulled. He pulled the wrong way, the fabric of the tent stretching towards him. The black male twisted his powerful neck, and the zipper began to split and unfurl the opening, exposing the inside of the tent.

Releasing the little metal tag, the Indoraptor then craned his neck, and pushed his head forwards to explore and investigate the inner sanctum of the tent.

E cocked her head, confused as to what the male was doing.

The thought then occurred to the red hued female. Her blue eyes flicked to the cooked meat upon the ground, circular pupils narrowing. Bending down, her jaws clamped up one of the few remaining morsels of food.

Breath squeaking slightly, E then pivoted herself to face the black and gold beast. Tentatively, the female raptor approached, serrated teeth gently piercing the skin of the sausage within her maw. The red and cream white raptor pattered towards the Indoraptor, ceasing her approach a safe distance away.

Her blue eyes blinked, briefly covered by scaled lids. E produced a huff of breath in exhale, husky and throated.

It was a noise that attracted the Indoraptor's attention, for the male withdrew his quilled head from the small confines of the tent and craned his neck to turn towards E. His golden eyes focused upon the small female, pupils narrowing. Briefly did his eyes flick to the meal held within her maw, his nares flaring.

A low, confused noise came from the larger predator, and his head cocked to the side, curious as to what E was doing.

The little red raptor produced a chuff as a second huff of breath rushed passed her scaled lips, neck bobbing upward and head tilting on an incline to try and bring attention the piece of meat within her maw. Her ankles extended and stretched, and she tried to make herself taller in order to try and better deliver her gift.

After all, what better gift and peace offering was there than food?

The Indoraptor looked upon the smaller raptor, before craning his neck downward, slowly, cautiously. A serpentine hiss escaped his throat, and his jaws opened agape ever so slightly. The Indoraptor's amber eyes briefly flicked to E's sapphire ones, seeking to find any trick within her quivering blue orbs. He found nothing other than hope, fear...flickering of light like the stars in the night sky.

As soon as his eyes left E's own, his gaze refocused upon the offered food.

He could feel her breath intermingle with his own, her breath once more escaping her throat in nervous squeaks.

The Indoraptor was unsure that another's breath upon his scales could feel so comforting, yet so foreign.

Pleasure, and comfort, after all, were not things the Indoraptor was used to, however so small.

Pleasure in feeding.

Pleasure in drinking.

Pleasure in sleeping.

But pleasure in another?

Unless it came with the sadistic pleasure of causing pain and killing, the male hybrid was not accustomed to such.

After all, nothing was better than something.

Still, the Indoraptor decided to focus upon the task at hand.

His jaws clamped upon the peace offering, E's own releasing and retracting, her saliva and tongue gliding off of the flesh.

The Indoraptor then craned his neck upwards, tilted his head skyward, and swallowed the morsel whole. His throat muscles bobbed whilst he swallowed, and after, his nigh serpentine neck lowered to refocus his gaze upon E.

E looked upon the taller raptor, blinking. A small, yet high pitched whistle of breath escaped her, which was followed by a short, hoarse bark.

The gold and onyx beast tilted his head, though produced a low rumble of acceptance.

E looked upon the larger male, her nares flaring, inhaling his scent.

Remembering his scent.

Slowly becoming intoxicated by his musk.

A brief thought then occurred within E.

A brief thought that the different male would be interested in breeding her.

It was a thought that was swiftly pushed out of her mind.

It was just a hopeful thought, of making her own pack that would accept her.

After all, while E did have sexual urges-they were generally not on her top priorities. She could do little to sate herself when she came into season, after all.

The urges were more or less an annoyance.

E decided to end these sudden surge of thoughts by pivoting upon her feet, and pattering off.

At least she felt confident enough around this new male to not cower. After all, having two pack mates were better than having none.

Perhaps he would stay with her, this time? Not leave? That would be comforting. To be in the presence of another like her, yet so different.

E trotted off, and decided to leave the few remaining sausages alone. After all, she did not want to make the larger male angry by eating what little food was left-as famished as she was.

Curiosity got to the female, however, as she noticed a beer can laying upon the ground. It was from the broken cooler Ank destroyed in his panic. E looked at the little shiny can, then to the Indoraptor-who returned to searching the innards of a tent.

E craned her neck, and lowered her scaled head to investigate the can, hips raised and tail flicking. Her head cocked to the right. Then to the left. She nudged the little object with her snout, causing it to roll.

A whistling chitter in confusion escaped her, clawed fingers curling and grasping at the air in thought. E then nudged the beer can harder, which caused it to roll farther, faster-and only gain momentum as it began to roll on a gentle downward slope.

E produced a squeak of excitement, predatory instinct triggered. In her eyes, the beer can may as well have been prey.

The raptor then trotted after the toy, eager in her fleet of foot movement. She then pounced, and clasped her clawed fingers around the can, trapping it within her scaled fingers. Akin to a feline, E began to bat at the can, manipulating the aluminum object as it rolled to and fro, at the mercy of her pawing hands. E couldn't help but produce a series of squeaks in her excitement, tail swaying and killing claws clacking into the earth.

The extent of noise being made attracted the Indoraptor's attention, who cocked his head in confusion at the female's antics.

What was she doing?

What did she have?

The hybrid approached slowly, cautiously in his skulking, golden eyes narrowing upon E.

E's head swiveled, and her blue eyes flicked towards the approaching male.

The female produced a hoarse noise, and she rose to her feet. She then nudged the can with her snout, letting it roll towards the larger raptor kin.

The Indoraptor watched as the rolly thing rolled, and bumped into his clawed hand. His hand rose off the ground, and his head lowered to inspect the foreign object, his nares flaring.

E produced another hoarse rasp, which caused the Indoraptor to turn his head towards her. E appeared to be expecting something, but what, he didn't know.

It was then that E neared once more, and nudged the can with her snout, causing the little object to roll and bounce into the hybrid's once again lowered hand.

The hybrid looked towards E, then to the beer can.

With a flick of his wrist, the Indoraptor back handed the toy, telling it roll towards the red and white female.

E produced a squeak of a chirp in excitement, and like before, nudged the can back.

The Indoraptor produced a trill in chortle, and pawed the can away in return.

For the first time, the Indoraptor was having fun.

Fun that didn't involve killing or hunting or harming, anyway.

E then decided to up the the game, by grasping the can within her jaws, shaking it as if it were prey.

The only problem was, her teeth pierced the can, and caused alcohol to pour out. The surge of the foul liquid caused E to drop the can, the female heaving and shaking her head as the alcohol burned her throat.

The can rolled away, and it was enough to trigger her companion's own instincts as well.

The Indoraptor rushed forth, and clamped the beer within his jaws, crushing it.

He instantly regretted it.

The aluminum sliced his mouth, and the alcohol poured into his maw and rushed down his gullet. The Indoraptor heaved and instantly spat out the beer can, throat burning and spasming, saliva welling and snot running out of his nares.

Things were not okay!

Things were not okay!

Things were not okay!

Things were okay!

Things were very okay!

E wasn't sure why, but she felt funny!

Everything felt fuzzy, like the fur from the small mammals she would hunt.

Everything felt fuzzy and warm!

The only thing that made the fuzziness and warmness bad, was that the world wouldn't stop spinning.

Why were the trees spinning?

Why were there two of everything?

E wasn't sure what was going on.

When E tried to rise, she stumbled right back down, as if she had no strength in her legs and had no balance.

Everything was fine when she left the strange nest site. But then afterwards, she began to feel funny.

And now E didn't know what was up, down, left, or right.

Thus, the female raptor was currently sprawled out upon a bed of dead leaves from the redwoods, pupils dilated and shaking.

Drunk.

She lost her balance how long ago, and wasn't able to get up ever since.

Not that she minded.

She felt quite good!

And it wasn't like she was alone!

The Indoraptor was with her, having chosen to follow the red female, stumbling along all the while.

Perhaps the reason E felt warm was because she was pressed flush against the gold and onyx hued hybrid?

Her smaller form was pressed against his larger, more muscular form, nuzzling affectionately, lovingly, tenderly, drunkenly into the Indoraptor's shoulder.

Into his chest.

Into his neck.

Showing her affection whilst she was most bold, for she would never be this bold otherwise.

Desperate for affection she longed to have, and give.

E closed her eyes as she nuzzled her scaled head against the larger raptor, her nostrils flaring and deeply inhaling his masculine musk.

The Indoraptor lay upon the ground, his length easily circling around E's body, his pupils dilated and unfocused, black scaled eyelids half closed. His jaw was half slacked, saliva welling within his jaws and drooling out one side. A constant, low purr escaped his throat upon feeling the female's affections, his tail sluggishly thumping upon the ground.

An arm then rose, and wrapped around E's smaller form to further smoosh her against him, and to get the female underneath him-if ever so slightly. E was akin to a rag doll, her body half twisting in a lax fashion. It was an opportunity she used to snuggle further-deeper against the Indoraptor's broad chest.

It was then the male twisted them further, and E found herself sprawled out on top of the male, his larger snout pressed against hers, breaths intermingling.

E produced a confused noise, wondering who was moving-the earth, or her. But her confusion didn't stop her from rubbing her own snout against the hybrid's own.

His eyes met hers.

Her eyes met his.

For once, E felt no fear from this new male.

For once, the Indoraptor felt calm and lax in the presence of another.

Perhaps he was wrong?

Perhaps something was better than nothing?

Or, perhaps his mind would change when he was less drunk?

But for now, everything was okay.

Everything was very okay.

E didn't understand the strange ache between her legs.

Not whilst drunk, anyway.

Nor did she understand why the onyx and gold raptor was beginning to display such an interest been her thighs. The Indoraptor's gaping maw was half slack, viscous saliva welling and dribbling from his jaws, golden eyes half lidded and milky. His breath was deep and long, his neck craning and nares flaring as he greedily inhaled the scent of her heat.

It was uncomfortable to E, even as she lay upon her side in a pile of dead leaves. The Indoraptor's large head forced itself between her muscular legs, a taloned claw grasping her ankle and forcing her legs to splay.

E produced a slurred rasp in fear, and distress, her reaction was slow as she attempted to twist herself free of the male. She attempted to break herself free, fearing he would attack her. Would harm her in her most vulnerable area. Rip open her tender scales and feast on her innards.

E was expecting the larger raptor to lunge towards her.

He did.

But he did not bare his teeth to bite.

E rasped as a shock of pleasure shot up her body. She felt the Indoraptor press his large snout flush to her tender sex, calloused scales rubbing and nares flaring in greedy inhales of her scent. The heat of his breath against her scales in hot puffs sent shivers down her body.

Her breath hitched in a squeak.

Her body trembled.

Her aching sex began to beg for more, her own feminine fluids smearing her thighs and mixing with the male's saliva. Smeared upon his black snout, which was pressed flush to her cream scales. His breath became more forceful, more eager. His eyes became more clouded. More intoxicated with her scent.

The Indoraptor didn't understand why this little female enchanted him so.

Why she stroked such desire within him.

Her scent was overwhelming.

Dominating.

The Indoraptor didn't understand why.

But he wanted her.

The male craned his neck back to breathe, a spray of his saliva and her fluid escaping from his nostrils. A low roar of frustration, confusion, and desire escaped the black raptor before his head tilted downward, and looked towards the little red raptor.

E was looking upon the large male, her struggles having ceased upon feeling the pleasure between her legs, body falling lax. The female's eyes were half lidded and glazed. Her clawed hands drunkenly pawed at the Indoraptor's head, as if attempting to urge him to continue, a weak, hoarse rasp escaping her.

Drool welled and spilled forth from her maw, looking upon him with a heated gaze. The male looked upon her, quills erect and golden, piercing eyes attempting to focus.

She was beautiful.

His sharp gaze refocused her begging sex, staring upon it. Unsure what to entirely do with the confusing onslaught. His clawed fingers still gripped the smaller female's ankle, keeping her powerful legs apart.

Keeping her vulnerable.

Keeping her in his control.

The Indoraptor released a huff of breath in confusion, and vexation. This was a different feeling than when he harmed and killed prey. But at the same time, it was exactly the same.

He could control her.

He could dominate her.

His golden eyes flicked to E's aching core, then to her lustful eyes, haunting in a film of haze. His piercing gave then flicked to his hand upon her ankle, his nares flaring and muscular chest broadening with deep intakes of breath. His killing claws twitched in thought...

He could take her.

Control her.

Make her writhe.

Make her tremble.

Make her want more.

A confused, yet frustrated hiss escaped the Indoraptor. He did not understand anything.

He did not understand her scent.

He did not understand the fuzzy feeling.

He did not understand why he suddenly wanted another so much.

It wasn't right.

Because nothing was better than something.

Nothing could hurt him when he was alone.

But this little female defied his notion.

She did not attack him, like the blue one.

He could have killed her, earlier.

He didn't.

He could have, but he didn't.

Because he was just like her.

Both had scars meant to wound and keep alive.

To scare.

To subdue.

And when he looked into her blue eyes, half lidded and glazed, he saw something.

She wanted him.

Needed him.

Earned for him.

Her oceanic eyes were silent in their begging, their pleading.

The only noise from E was the squeaks coming from her tightened throat, gaze locked upon the vivid male.

E knew she should have felt fear from this strange male.

She didn't.

She did not fear him from their previous snuggle session.

She still did not fear him.

She wanted him.

E knew what it felt like to be lonely.

She didn't want this male to be lonely, too.

Afterall, she found him attractive for a male.

He was large.

He was powerful.

He was striking in appearance.

And with his scaled hand splaying her legs apart, she only found that she wanted him more.

As far as E was concerned, the Indoraptor was her new alpha.

And she desired to be dominated by such a male.

Though with that desire, came fear.

E may have considered herself lucky to not be a victim of Rust's breedings, but she had no experience in actual mating.

She only watched, and listened.

It did not look pleasant, nor sound good, when Rust would target Winter.

What if the Indoraptor would be like Rust?

E was snapped out of her thoughts by the Indoraptor releasing his hold of her clawed foot, stepping away slightly, head shaking and drool flying.

The red female's leg fell, and a croaked, sad whine escaped her. Was he not interested in her as she was with him? Awe...

It was then a clawed hand was placed to the right of E, and then a second to her leg. Saliva dribbled upon from the Indoraptor's gaping jaw, his eyes alight with hunger.

His large form loomed over her, quills erect and tail flicking.

E saw the hunger in his eyes, and the eagerness within the muscles of his jaws. Her terror grew, and drunkness began to subside-if ever briefly.

The female then flailed, attempting to rise, to escape from underneath the larger male. She was pinned down a single, large scaled hand. Her squeaks grew rapid and panicked as her breath quicked, hoarse noises in distress riveting from her.

His piercing, amber eyes locked upon her sapphire.

A gnarled, twisted grin molded itself upon the Indoraptor's scaled lips, jagged teeth exposed.

His jaws opened, and his neck craned forward, nearing the little female pinned underneath him.

E closed her eyes.

She expected pain.

Teeth piercing her scales and crushing her neck.

She didn't expect the hot, moist breath of the male to puff and caress her scales, and a thick, muscular tongue run along her neck and head.

E's breath hitched, and she shivered as the heat and tingling of his tongue upon her sensitive flesh, slathering her with saliva.

His hold upon her lessened, and his clawed hand rose. The black scales of his snout nuzzled against her, nares flaring. A deep purr riveted from his throat, and for a second time, his tongue caressed her neck, her nape.

Cleaning and tending to the scars and scabs that riddled her hide.

E twisted herself to better face the onyx and gold male. Her smaller tongue slipped passed her scaled lips, and tenderly, lovingly kissed his jaw and cheek with licks of her own.

The Indoraptor only purred louder, and his neck craned back only to press his larger head flush ro E's own.

Their snouts nuzzled against one another, breaths interminging and tongues tying tenderly.

The Indoraptor didn't understand many things of late.

But he understood two things.

He wanted her.

And she wanted him.

He did not need to forcibly splay her legs apart.

E was more than eager to submit to her new alpha.

And the Indoraptor was more than eager to plunge his thick, muscular tongue into her depths.

E never knew the touch of another could cause such pleasure.

She never knew how much she needed another until now.

The little red female was in a twisted position, the upper half of her body upon its side, the lower half supine. Her legs were splayed apart, and the large onyx head of the Indoraptor rested between her cream scaled thighs. The black and gold beast's jaws were gape, thick, viscous saliva running from between his jagged teeth, and smearing upon his black lips. His nares flared, and his muscular chest expanded in large, deep intakes of breath. Inhaling her scent. Sating his addiction to her intoxication.

If ever briefly.

The Indoraptor's golden irises were tainted a hazy red, his scaled snout pressing flush and firm against E's saliva smeared scales, the male huffing and panting, back heaving to further press himself into his obsession. He felt the little female writhe underneath him, heard her quivering rasp from his heated breath upon her tender scales, her sex flush and aching, seeping sweet nectar. The Indoraptor was unsure which was more upon his black hued snout-his own saliva, or E's fluids. He did not care.

All he cared about was E.

How her powerful legs trembled and turned to mush whenever he panted and breathed over her sensitive scales, his hot and moist breath sending shivers down her body.

How her breath hitched, and her pleas were a mere rasp whenever he pressed his snout against her aching core, and nuzzled into her.

All the Indoraptor cared about was E.

Because in this moment of time, he was the only thing that mattered to her.

He was E's whole world.

And the male raptor could show her pleasure-and if he desired-pain.

Briefly did the Indoraptor think of such.

That he could harm her, like the deer.

Have this little, broken raptor be his little play thing.

The Indoraptor did not realize his thinking caused his affections to cease, and only noticed upon hearing the female's squeaking breath produce a low, soft noise.

A plea.

The Indoraptor's golden eyes flicked from mindlessly staring at E's belly-cream white scales rising and falling to the rhythm of her ragged, strained panting-to her face. Her eyes.

Her blue eyes were alight with a haze of emotions.

Her legs trembled and shook, and her clawed fingers fidgeted and pawed towards him, attempting to urge him onward.

The Indoraptor's breath hitched, and a quiet rumble escaped his throat. His clawed hands dug into the ground, and his killing claws twitched, muscular legs shifting.

Trying to ignore the discomfort that was growing between his own thighs, awoken by the look of yearning within her eyes.

By the pleading of her call.

By the desperation of her body.

No other creature ever looked at him as E did now.

No other creature ever needed him as E did now.

And as much as the Indoraptor was trying to fight the growing erection between his legs-the male discovered something he loathed to admit.

He needed her as well.

And who was he to deny her?

She would not deny him.

He saw the loneliness, the longing in her gaze, hidden behind the desire.

She knew what it was like to be alone.

The only difference was, E disliked being alone.

The Indoraptor enjoyed it.

Still, perhaps a dalliance would not be so terrible.

He could try the something, if only for a little while.

And if he didn't like the something, he could always go back to the nothing.

It was then that the Indoraptor craned his neck downward, and pressed his gaping jaws flush against E's sensitive scales. A thick, muscular tongue slipped passed his jagged teeth, and gave one long, slow, yet firm lick over her aching sex. Savoring the taste of her flower that bloomed-just for him. Savoring the feeling of her scaled folds softly parting against his tongue. He could feel a shudder of relief wash over her, feel her legs tremble and her back arch ever so slightly. E's tail jerked and flicked against his hind legs, a gargled noise escaping from her throat as her clawed fingers curled and grasped at the air.

E couldn't believe that another could give her such pleasure.

Couldn't believe that her body could feel so alive, yet yearn and ache and beg for another's physical touch so much-it hurt.

Her breath was uneven and hitched, her heart pounding hard and swift against her chest.

She could feel her blood course through her veins with such force.

It felt like her body was on fire.

E did not understand why, but she wanted the male raptor inside her.

She wanted him to join with her.

But she was not sure how to do such.

Whatever they were doing-it did not look like what Rust did.

E's thoughts were interrupted as she felt the slick and hot tongue glide between her legs once more-and then plunge deep into her aching core. E's breath hitched, and she ceased to breathe, jaws agape in a silent rasp, saliva welling and running over her scaled lips. Her eyes went wide, her legs spasmed and twitched, and her muscles tensed and clamped upon the girth of the large tongue that parted her sacred temple. She felt the heat of the invading tongue, felt it wiggle and squirm-taste her sex and claim her core.

At first, E's reaction was out of surprise-and pain.

It was a reaction that the Indoraptor's golden eyes picked up upon, even as he savored tasting his addiction, and exploring her flesh with his tongue. Saliva further pooled under his jaw, smearing against E's scales. His nares flared, and he snorted and huffed as he sought to explore and claim the red female deeper-and deeper-as far as his tongue could go-but he did not. The Indoraptor imagined E's reaction would have been different. He imagined she would have been begging him, pleading him to tend to her aching body and gorge upon her nectar.

Instead, E was writhing, jaws agape and eyes wide. A concerned noise riveted from the male's throat in between the purrs of pleasure that vibrated from his gullet. A thought then occurred to him that he may have accidentally hurt E.

The onyx and gold beast then retracted his tongue rather swiftly, the air now seeming cold compared to the heat that was E's body. A gasping rasp came from the red and white female as she felt the oral muscle retract, and a wave of pleasure jolted her body through the pain. As much as the initial penetration hurt her, sharp and stabbing, E found that she missed the feeling of him inside her.

Her core suddenly felt so cold, and empty.

She missed the heat of him inside her.

The feeling of fullness.

The feeling of...E wasn't entirely sure how to describe it.

The little raptor's blue eyes looked upon the large male, her gaze observing him.

Seeing the shimmer of fluid that reflected upon his maw, tongue clicking and licking at his scaled lips.

Tasting her.

His clawed hands dug into the ground, tilling the soil as his arteries bulged and pulsed under black scales, forearms rippling in pent up fury.

The Indoraptor wanted her.

He wanted E so bad, it hurt.

But to hurt her?

Hurt her, when he was her everything, in this moment?

An erection had now formed between his legs, pulsing and throbbing in want.

The Indoraptor shook his head, releasing an irritated, short roar that slightly started E, and made her jump.

No. No, he did not want to hurt her.

The Indoraptor decided he would not.

He would not want her to harm him.

Then he would lose the only one that did not seek to harm him.

And then the nothing would be better than the something.

He wanted to give the something a try, if only for a little while.

A noise from E broke his ruminations, and the male raptor craned his neck to once more look from E's belly, to the female's face.

It was the call again.

The pleading call.

The begging call.

The Indoraptor cocked his head, a noise of confusion escaping him.

She wanted him to continue?

His golden eyes flicked off to the side, then towards E.

He saw it in her eyes.

She wanted him.

Needed him.

The Indoraptor decided he would not disappoint.

The male lowered his neck, quills erect in excitement. His nares flared as he breathed in her scent, and his jaws parted once more, saliva flooding between jagged teeth. His tongue gave a long, slow, yet gentle lick to her tender sex. He felt her core muscles harden, felt her powerful legs tense and shift against the sides of his head. Heard her breath hitch, and a rasp escape her.

She was trembling.

The Indoraptor's scaled lips twisted into a gnarled grin, if ever briefly.

A second lap at her sex, and then a third.

Forth.

Fifth.

Each lick was more bold than the last, applying more force and pressure as he worked on parting her lower lips, readying the female for his tongue to finally delve and claim her depths.

E was panting, and huffing, maw agape and eyes half lidded in pleasure, back arching and clawed fingers curling and grasping. When she did manage to utter some semblance of a call that was not her own squeaking breath and heated pants-it was that same plea. That same begging call to urge him onward. To continue. To give her more.

The pain from the previous experience was far gone from her mind.

E could only think of the pleasure that the hybrid was giving her.

Could only think of how her new alpha was dominating her.

Dominating her, and not harming her.

Briefly did E manage to crane her neck to look upon the large head that was between her legs, tongue lapping as if a starved beast. She could hear him snort and huff in breath, could feel his lips grace her own scales, and his teeth poke and scrape upon her legs.

Feel his tongue slowly, gently, carefully, delve further into her with each lick.

The Indoraptor's golden eyes briefly flicked towards E upon seeing movement.

He noticed she was watching him, through her own trembling pants and rasps, gaze half lidded and glazed in desire.

The Indoraptor gave another twisted, gnarled smile, jagged teeth shining and on full display.

It was a sinister smile.

A knowing smile.

It was then that the male raptor gave one, last, slow lick.

Painfully slow.

Torturously slow.

It was so slow, E became uncomfortable.

Her hips shifted, and she attempted to rub her aching sex against the source of heat-and pleasure-that was his maw. She wiggled, and her tail flicked against his hind leg.

The Indoraptor resumed to smile, his eyes shimmering in a predatory sheen.

It was then that the golden striped male opened his jaws wide, and sunk his tongue deep into her depths, forcing her petals to part. His tongue delved deep, swelling and tensing within her flesh, seeking to claim her even deeper. The thick girth of his tongue forced her walls to part, and the wiggling of the muscle tasting and exploring her untouched temple was all that mattered to the Indoraptor.

His powerful hind legs shifted, and tensed, and his back arched and neck craned sharper. His clawed hands gripped her flailing legs, and his head all but dominated her lower body. His jaws opened even wider, and he forced more of his tongue to stretch and claim to the point that his tongue was getting tired.

But it didn't matter.

All that mattered was E.

E's cry came in the form of a shrill shriek at the roughness of the penetration, her mouth agape in a silent scream, her eyes wide. Her arms haplessly jerked and trembled, and her legs strained and attempted to close upon the invading male's head, but were held at bay by his own taloned hands.

This time was worse than last time.

He went deeper.

Harder.

More forceful.

He hurt.

It felt more like she was being stabbed by a claw than a tongue, heat and lubricant aside.

E struggled to get away, attempting to find her voice to try and call for help, but could not.

She panicked, and could only watch as the black male began to gorge himself between her legs, tongue slipping in and out, churning with savage and feral zeal. The Indoraptor was practically thrusting his massive head against her hips in order to delve his tongue deeper and deeper, causing E's body to lightly rock and bounce.

E found that her initial panic may have been unwarranted.

For she found as his tongue churned and swelling and explored within her, the less pain she began to feel-and the more heated pleasure she began to notice.

E's struggling ceased, and her body began to relax.

She began to pant, and rasp, and plead and beg for him to continue, encourage him. Her back arched, and her hips began to roll towards his salivating maw, urging him to give more.

E snorted, and huffed, her head flat against the ground as she writhed and squeaked, body smearing against the earth and dried leaves from the male's feral gorging.

The Indoraptor's golden eyes were rimmed red, his erection throbbing and pulsing in rage, fluid seeping from the tip. He was intoxicated by this little female. To her calls and rasps, to the way her body reacted to his attentions, to the taste of her sweet nectar.

The Indoraptor was more than eager to indulge E-and more than encouraged by the greater amount of fluid seeping from her core-prompting his tongue to resume its arduous and devoted effort to pleasing the little female.

What he was not expecting was a sudden clamping and milking of his tongue, E beginning to writhe and desperately buck her hips against his snout. The little red female's clawed toes grasped the sides of his head, scraping his neck, urging her lover deeper-harder-in his already feral gorging. The female bayed and trilled whistling squeaks, chest heaving and back arching.

A rush of her nectar flooded into his gaping maw, and coated his snout in a series of sprays, causing the Indoraptor to swallow her essence.

Like an earthquake rocking her body, the milking of his tongue ceased, and her muscles began to fall lax.

The male could feel her core relax, and her clawed toes cease their grip upon his scales.

E made a quiet noise, though otherwise began to just lay there, chest heaving and heart pounding.

The Indoraptor released a pleased purr, his tired tongue slipping from her flesh, and his clawed hands releasing the red raptor's legs.

E's legs acted akin to a rag doll, dropping limply.

The hybrid cocked his head to the left, then to the right, a pleased purr rumbling from deep in his throat. His chest swelled with pride that he could have such an effect on a female. But, concern also grew, and the male raptor swiveled and pivoted to move himself to E's side, skulking and crawling.

His erection was still begging, and angry, barbs present along its length, and a thick bulb at the base. While it may have caused the Indoraptor to have a limp akin to an injury, he was currently ignoring the painful ache between his thighs.

His own ache wasn't important.

E was important.

The red raptor's legs felt like mush, and the heat of her core was now filled the titillating memory of her lover's tongue. The heat. The girth. The depth.

E never thought she would want to be so close to another.

Her mind was still in a haze, her body recovering from its high.

She barely noticed the black and gold hybrid approach, his amber eyes rimmed red, jaws coated with a mix of their fluids. She felt the hot puffs of his breath upon her neck, felt a soft tickle as his scaled snout brush against her. Inspecting her. Seeing if she was unharmed.

E's eyes blinked, pupils slowly beginning to focus, and flicking towards the vivid male. Her neck craned, and twisted to better look upon the Indoraptor. A quiet, cooing noise escaped her, a purr riveting from her white throat as her tail raised and fell in a series of quiet thumps upon the ground. The Indoraptor's tail began to sway to and fro slightly in response at seeing the little female was fine, and a pleased chuff escaped him as E pressed her snout against his own, nuzzling and brushing her scales against his.

The male felt a huff of breath escape the female, and her eyes closed as she pressed her head flat against his. Feeling the warmth of his scales, and moisture of his breath, E fell into a state of lax.

The black and gold male breathed in E's scent, muscular chest expanding, his larger head pressing gently, softly, tenderly against hers. Feeling the heat of her breath intermingling with his, and the tender fragility of her own skin pressed flush against his more calloused hide. His pupils flicked, and roamed over her features, drinking in her appearance.

Slowly, the Indoraptor's amber eyes closed behind black scaled lids, a content exhale of breath causing his shoulders to slump.

He was enjoying her scent.

Enjoying her heat.

Enjoying her touch.

He then felt E move, and shift, her nuzzling running along the side of his face, his jaw. Felt her tongue glide along his scaled maw.

When the Indoraptor opened his eyes, pupils narrowing, and focusing, he noticed E's eyes were opened as well.

But she was not looking at him.

She was looking at the erection between his legs, her own nares flaring, chest expanding as she inhaled the foreign scent.

Curiosity began to take root, and grow, and her blue eyes focused upon the oddity, shining in wonder.

Oh!

It was the thingy!

The thingy males had.

E was unsure what exactly the thingy was, but she knew enough that it was used for mating.

Rust would practically strut about with the thingy between his legs all the time.

E cocked her head, a quiet noise of confusion escaping her.

His thingy looked different than Rust's.

It looked bigger.

And scarier.

But something about the erection between the Indoraptor's legs was tantalizing to her.

Perhaps it was the scent it seemed to give off?

Powerful.

Masculine.

Dominating.

E shifted slightly, attempting to rise.

At first, she couldn't.

Her legs forgot how to be legs.

The Indoraptor cocked his head to the left, then to the right, a gargled noise of confusion rumbling from his throat.

When E rose, her gait was uneven, and unsteady.

But her curiosity led her ever onward, her nostrils inhaling deep and taking in the Indoraptor's scent. She approached the onyx and gold male with wonder, yet caution, her neck craned low and head warbling, eyes marveling at the spectacle before her.

Slowly, hesitantly, cautiously, E approached, pupils fixated upon the raging erection. Her head cocked to the right. Then to the left. Her back brushed against the Indoraptor's underbelly, and the male made an inquisitive noise, neck craning and attempting to see the little female underneath him, a clawed arm rising.

E neared the head of the swollen sex, a noise of curiosity escaping her as she saw fluid dripping lazily from the tip. Her nares flared, her snout nearing so close that she was almost touching the head. The heat of her breath caused the erection to pulse and throb, the Indoraptor shuttering as his breath hitched, muscles tensing.

E produced a squawk of surprise as she saw the foreign thingy move, and pulse, and it caused her to step away and retreat-if ever so slightly.

The thingy moved!

The thingy seemed to respond to her breath.

Like how her ache responded to the Indoraptor's breath between her legs.

A thought then occurred to E, that this was the Indoraptor's ache.

She knew what it felt like.

To want something so much it hurt.

Her ache hurt.

She could only imagine how bad this angry, scary looking thingy hurt.

She wondered if she accidentally hurt him?

Or was it not pain, but pleasure?

E was unsure.

But she didn't want her new alpha to be uncomfortable-or even worse-in pain.

He helped her.

She could help him.

But she wasn't entirely sure how to do so, in this state.

E then got an idea.

The little red and white raptor booped the male's belly with the crown of her head.

The boop caused the Indoraptor's abdominal muscles to convulse, and his neck craned to look at the female underneath him.

E looked upon the hybrid, and produced a squeaking chirp, before booping his belly again.

The Indoraptor cocked his head, a noise of perplexity escaping him. Hmmm. Perhaps she wanted him upon his back, as she was for him?

The hybrid shifted, a bit uncomfortably, and slowly moved to lay upon his side, erection throbbing at the sensation.

E waited, appearing pleased, even as the male struggled to move from his side upon the ground, to his back. His raptorhood simply did not want to cooperate with his legs.

The Indoraptor certainly did not feel comfortable upon his back. If anything, he felt vulnerable.

E, however, appeared pleased. Slowly, carefully, the small female hopped upon the hybrid's broad, muscular chest, careful of her taloned toes. A rasp of slight start escaped her as she almost lost balance, though found footing as she caught herself, forearms extended and gripping his abdomen. Shaking her head with a slight chirp, E then righted herself, and stood.

A gurgling noise riveted from her, and her nares flared at the scent of the Indoraptor's sex. Gently, tenderly, E pressed her red hued snout against the thick head, breath deep in greed as she inhaled his musk. She nuzzled the tip, investigating and slowly becoming intoxicated. She saw the erection pulse and throb at her touch, and she felt the male's breath hitch and muscles tense underneath her.

Fluid smeared upon her scales, and a tongue slipped passed her lips to slather the flesh with her saliva-to taste his nectar.

The Indoraptor visibly shook, and trembled, a quivering groan of pleasure causing his chest to heave, and back to arch.

The movement almost caused E to lose her balance upon the large male, the small female slipping slightly.

Her chest swelled in pride that she was helping!

Controlling him.

Dominating him.

She could feel it.

Feel her ache begin to return.

Her kind were apex predators.

They chose their mates.

Females chose their mates.

And E was beginning to feel that instinct to dominate, and claim.

She wanted to claim him.

But she was unsure how to exactly do that.

She could give him pleasure, but how?

He had thorns, and in her experience, thorns hurt.

E decided to further inspect her lover's sex, eyes looking upon the fluid seeping head, then to the growing, barbed girth of the length, then to the bulbous base. E could feel her core tremble, though she did not entirely understand why.

All she knew was that she wanted him inside her.

Thus, E did the only thing she could think of.

Her jaws opened wide, and her tongue moved to lick and wrap around the head, her jaws beginning to envelop the tip, which began to brush against her palate. The Indoraptor's breath hitched, and a chopping bark sounded from below. E purred, her tail wagging ever so slightly.

Her tongue resumed to taste and explore the flesh of the head, feeling the length vibrate and throb.

A sudden, forward buck of the male's hips, however, was not something E expected.

The feral thrust pushed the tip even deeper into her maw, the heat of her mouth causing the Indoraptor to rasp, and follow with another mindless, feral buck of the hips.

E began to panic as she felt the head force its way down her throat, the shaft only increasing in girth and forcing her maw to open ever wider, the barbs poking her tongue and palate. E began to panic because she found she could not breathe, her throat swelling and spasming as she gagged and attempted to back away.

E struggled so much, that her one leg slipped, and she ended up falling backwards, the muscular form of the hybrid breaking her fall as her belly became flush with his.

E shook her head, moving her jaw and flicking her tongue upon being freed. She thought the thorns would have injured her. They appeared to be rather soft, instead.

And now E was at a crossroads.

She wanted to give pleasure to her lover, but she was unsure how. He made it seem so easy when he gave her pleasure.

How could she pleasure something that was so large and could choke her? E didn't want to not breathe.

Not breathing was scary.

She felt the Indoraptor crane his neck, curious as to what she was doing. The pleasure he felt before was gone. He felt her warmth. Her flesh. He shuttered, and his eager erection pulsed in want. His breath was swift, and his jet black arms were trembling.

He did not understand.

Did he do something wrong?

The Indoraptor gave a quiet, soft call.

A pleading call.

A begging call.

It was a noise that made E crane her neck, and twist herself to face him.

She saw the look in his eyes.

The look of desire.

Of yearning.

Of want.

She looked from the Indoraptor, to his swollen ache.

He did not leave her in yearning.

She would not leave him in yearning.

It wasn't fair.

E then rose to her feet once more, slowly, carefully, toes gripping the musculature of her lover's form. She craned her neck, and nuzzled the eager head, her tongue moving to lick and wrap around the tip, slathering him in saliva. Tasting his flesh.

A sigh of relief escaped the Indoraptor, his golden eyes rimmed red fixated upon the female before him. He watched as her hips swayed to and fro in a rhythmic dance, her sex beginning to once more flush and bloom for him. His nares flared, and her intoxicating scent soon began to overpower him. Saliva began to well within his maw, foam beginning to form. His taloned hands dug into the earth and raked the soil, tail flicking.

He watched as she tended to his aching sex, nuzzling her head against the tip, along his barbed girth. Watched as her tongue glided along his flesh, claiming him and exploring his erection, her hot breath causing jolts of pleasure to be sent up his spine.

The Indoraptor was enraptured.

It almost didn't feel real.

His amber eyes were locked upon the swaying hips that displayed her flushing and blooming flower-desiring to be claimed by him. His eyes briefly flicked to E, the red and white female giving one, last, slow lick of his flesh from base to tip.

Painfully slow.

Torturously slow.

He was trembling, breath swift and harsh, sex begging for release.

The hybrid saw it in her eyes-which were half lidded and glazed.

It was a knowing look.

A smug look.

A look that she was in control.

That she was dominating him.

And that she was going to claim him.

It was then that E opened her maw wide, and claimed his begging sex. She claimed the head of his raptorhood, maw widening to accommodate the ever thickening girth of his length, feeling the barbs poke and rub against her tongue.

The Indoraptor's tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth, breath in ragged pants and gasping groans. His golden eyes were fixated upon the red and white female that was currently bobbing her scabbed head up and down his throbbing arousal, coating his length in a film of saliva.

The onyx hybrid huffed a forceful breath, saliva spraying forth from between jagged teeth. A deep groan escaped him, and his head slammed back into the dried leaves and cracked earth, quills flattening and chest heaving. His muscles tensed, and his hips rolled forward in a sudden, feral buck, seeking to claim more pleasure. His body writhed, and he could feel E adjust to the action of his thrusting hips as he began to further buck-feral and instinctive.

He could feel her.

Feel the heat of her breath, the milking of her maw, the massaging and cleaning of her tongue.

It was too much.

His arousal pulsed vigorously, and swelled in rage, on the verge of bursting.

E could feel it.

She could tell something was going to happen.

She just wasn't sure what, as her head resumed to bob up and down her mate's aching sex, attempting to time his thrusts with her bobs. She could feel his abdominal muscles tense and ripple under her clawed hands-which she gripped in her riding of the hybrid to keep herself from falling off.

It was then that the Indoraptor gave a sudden, forceful thrust that was far stronger than any of his previous, and E found his head forcing itself deep into her throat, feeling his length swell and throb. A hot, viscous fluid then sprayed into her throat, forcing E to gag and her throat to convulse, muscles bobbing as she attempted to swallow the seed of her lover. Each time her mate's sex pulsed and swelled, more thick and heated seed was fed into her maw, even as E attempted to escape-if only for fear of not breathing.

Even when E thought she pulled away, white hot fluid welling within her maw, she found the Indoraptor's girth being shoved right back into her gaping jaws, dazed. Another convulsion, and another spray of viscous seed would be fed into her throat.

E found herself beginning to desire, and crave this essence from her mate. It was the scent she was smelling. It was the intoxication.

It was what she wanted.

It was what she wanted her mate to give her.

The female could barely hear the hybrid's pleasured trills and barking pants as his hips roughly bucked into her.

E, at this point, was quite eager to receive his generous sex, and opened her maw wide, and thrust her head forward to meet his own.

She was rewarded with a third spray of seed, her throat bobbing as she swallowed, feeling the heat, tasting his flesh and tasting his nectar. A deep purr vibrated from her gullet, a pleased hum escaping her as his thrusts halted. She felt the Indoraptor breathe deep underneath her, and felt his muscles fall lax.

His eyes locked upon her, watching the red and white female suckle upon his still erect sex. Watching her clean him of his seed. Watching as the excess of his release dribbled down her jaw.

His nares flared, and his golden orbs flicked once more to her own sex.

Her flushing and blooming flower, that was now slick with her own sweet nectar once more.

Her flower that only bloomed for him.

Her temple that he desired to defile.

The Indoraptor's attention only faltered when he realized E was looking upon him. Looking at him through half lidded eyes, excess white of his release staining her scaled chin.

She ceased her attentions upon his arousal, for it had become flaccid. Thus, she had focused her attention upon cleaning herself.

Until she noticed him looking upon her so.

The instinct to dominate returned.

And E knew how to dominate.

To toy.

To tease.

The little raptor moved her hips to and fro, shamelessly presenting her sex to the hybrid, body lowering and hips rising.

In truth, she quite enjoyed teasing him.

Dominating him.

It was quite fun.

Until E realized, that her perception of domination, and control, was just an illusion.

For the Indoraptor could take her teasing no more, and grasped her scabbed and scarred hips with his taloned hands, and pulled her towards his salivating and gaping maw.

E squawked in start, and realized in that moment, just how easily the black and gold hybrid could overpower her.

Just how easily he could dominate her.

E rasped shrilly as she felt his muscular tongue part her walls, and churn roughly, hungrily, savagely into her depths. She could hear the Indoraptor snort and slurp and pant in zeal, feel his clawed hands grip roughly upon her. The force of his gorging caused his neck to crane, and jaws to open wide.

E's lover was nothing if not voracious-and she reveled in his passion.

The female's powerful legs were planted firmly at the sides of his head, her arms resting upon his chest, clawed fingers gripping and curling desperately against his muscular form.

Her eyes were closed, and her mouth agape, chortling pleasured shriek after pleasured shriek, legs rising and falling, slamming her hips into the Indoraptor's heated maw.

Descending and impaling herself upon his eagerly tasting tongue.

E's jaw began to be coated with her own saliva as her tongue flopped and lolled limply, threatening to spill out of her mouth. Her hips resumed to rise and fall, crashing down upon the hybrid's snout. She could feel the male's talons grip upon her hips with greater force, raking along her scales and scabs.

The Indoraptor was spurred on by E's whistling shrieks and breathless groans-and found that there was something exciting within the movement of her rolling hips.

Something primal.

Something titillating.

The roughness and urgency of her hips making him submit to her demanding sex-to delve and taste, to inhale nothing but her fragrance, to swallow and feed upon the ever flowing nectar from her ripening fruit-it was addicting.

Intoxicating.

To think that such a little female could make him vulnerable, make him ache, make him yearn.

That she could dominate him with the simple movements of her hips.

It was enough to cause an arousal between his legs, a round bulge beginning to emerge from between his thighs.

Growing.

Swelling.

Becoming larger.

Thicker.

More potent.

And in E's eyes-scary.

But also something that stroked the ache between her legs, and made her insides burn.

E suddenly realized something.

His tongue was suddenly not enough.

Not enough, even though her begging and pleading calls urged him for more.

To continue.

To dominate.

Even as her body rocked and raged, and hit its peak.

Even as her calls became gargled and breathless, body moving instinctively as nothing but the thought of pleasure dominated her brain.

E didn't even realize the hybrid was still tending to her sex-licking tenderly, slowly, carefully over the petals of her flushing fruit, the white scales around her thighs. His grip loosened upon her hips, and a purr riveted deep from his gullet. The Indoraptor could feel her body fall lax as her hips ceased movement, and stilled. The female's chest was heaving in whistling squeaks of breath, her mind in a haze and blue eyes unfocused.

Though it did not stop the red and white female from giving a sloppy lick upon the hybrid's chest, nuzzling her lower jaw over one of his pectorals, a purr vibrating from her.

The little female then decided to give the odd raptor mercy, and heaved herself forward upon the Indoraptor's abdomen with her arms. As she pulled herself away from the onyx and gold male's head, she felt his clawed hands slip from her hips, letting her go. Her legs were still extended as she moved, being dragged limply along-even as E dragged herself from the large male, and onto the leaf laden ground.

When E's legs did remember how to be legs, the red hued female was upon her feet, toddling about.

Her neck craned, and she noticed the hybrid looking upon her, a feral, predatory sheen glazing over his eyes.

She noticed he was looked upon her-looking between her legs.

She saw it in his eyes.

He wanted her.

The little red raptor cocked her head, a quiet noise in contemplation slipping passed her scaled lips.

Her eyes briefly flicked to the male's own sex, swollen and begging.

She wanted him.

She wanted him to join with her.

That was all she knew.

And that knowledge was enough to solidify her choice of action.

E produced the same noise as before.

The aching call.

The yearning call.

The begging call.

The call for more.

She looked upon the Indoraptor, awaiting for him to come, to move, to rise.

To join with her.

E did not have to wait long for the hybrid to rise, and near.

Skulking, crawling, salivating.

Eyes rimmed red.

A guttural hiss escaped the Indoraptor, a limp to his hind leg as he drew ever near.

His large form began to loom over E, and his large head craned over her, and settled upon the crest of her hip, nostrils flaring and breath deep.

Checking her cycle of heat.

Instinctive.

Feral.

E remained still, perplexed as to what the black and gold male was doing, neck twisting to get a better view.

It was then she felt the weight of his head leave her, and a shadow fell over her. She felt his belly rub against her back. Felt his broad, muscular chest press against her back, and force her upper body to lower, and her hips to rise. His black hands with taloned claws pressed into the ground beside her smaller hands-which were stabilizing herself so as to not fall on her face. She could feel his powerful hind legs at the sides of her body. His chest expanding with his breathing pressed and rubbed against her back, the heat of his body enveloping her. His scent overwhelming her.

The Indoraptor released a deep growl, trapping the small female below him. His neck craned and lowered, large head moving to be at level with E's own. His head tilted towards her, eyes focusing and pupils narrowing.

Looking upon her.

Drinking in her features.

Looking within her eyes.

E felt the male's hips shift, and his powerful hind legs move.

Felt the barbed girth of his length slide under her tail, between her thighs. Felt the tip poke her belly, then retract, and poke her thighs, the thorny girth once more sliding along her tail. Attempting to find her sex.

And failing.

E decided to try and help, and gyrated and shifted her hips. She felt the length run along her tender scales, causing her to rasp. And then she felt something different. Something bulbous, slick and firm, awaiting to part her scaled petals.

The Indoraptor could feel it. The entrance to her flower-that only bloomed for him. Awaiting to be claimed, and defiled by him.

The thought caused his breath to hitch, and his arousal to pulse and throb.

He was going to claim her.

He was going to dominate her.

He was going to ravage her.

But the feral zeal-the instinct to dominate-was suppressed-if ever briefly.

Quelled by her sapphire eyes, when her eyes met his amber.

A calm before the storm.

A moment of raw intimacy, before the feral urges to breed once more took over.

Soft, trickling purrs vibrated from E's throat, and she pressed her head against the hybrid's larger.

Nuzzling.

Cuddling.

Snuggling.

Loving.

Her scales rubbed against his black, tender and gentle.

E never expected a male to take interest in her.

Never expected a male to want to be inside her.

To want to join with her.

It made E feel something she did not feel in a very long time.

Cherished.

Important.

Valued.

Like she mattered.

Like she was not alone.

Like she belonged to another.

She felt the hybrid's warmth.

Felt his breath intermingling with her own.

Felt his larger head gently, tenderly, return her affection, a deeper, more guttural purr riveting from his scaled throat.

Felt his tongue glide along her scales, along her scars and scabs.

E pressed her head, her neck, flush against the male's larger one, and closed her eyes.

She closed her eyes, and drank him in.

The Indoraptor's scent.

His body warmth.

The feeling of his body pressing, rubbing against hers.

When E opened her eyes, and refocused to look upon the black and gold male, she noticed his eyes were closed.

The female raptor purred, and gave a loving, tender lick to his cheek. The feeling of her soft, warm tongue caused the Indoraptor to open his eyes, a series of soft, clicking coos escaping him.

It was then a call came from E-so quiet, the Indoraptor could barely hear it.

It was the begging call.

The yearning call.

She was ready.

She wanted him to join with her.

The Indoraptor was more than eager to oblige.

His powerful legs shifted, and his hips lowered slowly, gently, cautiously. E gasped, and she felt the thick girth of the tip begin to pry her flushed lips apart, and begin to slowly penetrate her untouched sex. The female rasped, and her eyes closed as she felt more and more of the male's sex push into her-spreading her walls, filling her core, claiming her.

To E, it felt far thicker than his tongue. Far larger. Too large for her tiny body to handle.

It felt like he filled her with so much of his sex, when it was only the tip.

E didn't even realize it-until more of his girth was pushed into her-which only thickened as more was fed into her temple. E choked and squirmed in pain, breath hitching as she tried to escape, tried to make the hybrid cease in his filling of her body. It hurt. It hurt, and felt like she was being stabbed-broken, torn in two.

She felt the barbs scrape against her insides, and feel the head delve deep into her core, forcing its way deeper and deeper inside her. Felt the heat of his sex. Felt the pulsing and throbbing of him inside her. Felt the shutter, the tremble of his body in pleasure. Saw his features twist in euphoria, and press his head firmly against her in a deep groan.

E struggled, and attempted to escape, and slip away from the large male. She found herself trapped underneath him, and became scared. She didn't understand why it hurt. Why was she not feeling pleasure? Was she dying? E didn't want to die!

It felt like her body wouldn't be able to take any more.

Like she couldn't take any more.

It was then that E felt the male's legs shift-and much to her relief-felt his length retracting from her core. Though along with that, came the familiar sense of pleasure as the barbs rubbed against her walls, and she found enjoyment in feeling her body being filled-being warmed by another-being claimed.

And then E felt nothing but pain.

A forceful slam of his hips, and even more of his arousal was fed into the female. The Indoraptor's chest swelled, and trilling chortles of pleasure escaped him, back arching and hips immediately following with another forceful buck, filling the poor female with all but his knotted base.

Tears welled within E's eyes, and her mouth was agape in a silent scream, her breath stolen from her lungs. Her limbs flailed and spasmed in hapless struggle and terror.

She tried to cry out, to scream, but found the pain of his breeding to be too much.

If felt like something in her was stabbed so hard, it broke.

Her abdominal muscles tensed, and her belly was swollen from the size of the male inside her.

She twitched, and jerked, and when she did find her voice, her call was strained, and broken.

An anguished cry.

A pleading cry.

A desperate cry.

It was a noise that was so sorrowful, and foreign, that the Indoraptor snapped out of his haze, and focused his attention upon E-and not the pleasure of his groin.

Seeing E in such a distressed state made the male cease any movement of his hips.

He saw her blue eyes were wet, tears smearing down her scaled cheek. Her facial features were twisted in agony, mouth still agape in shock.

It didn't occur to the hybrid until now how much he was hurting her.

Hurting the only one that never once hurt him.

Hurting the only one that wanted him to breed her.

Hurting the only one that gave him a gift of food.

Hurting the only one that ever showed him pleasure.

A sad, low grumble of concern escaped the Indoraptor, and he nuzzled the little female, attempting to soothe.

To calm.

To apologize.

E did not respond.

His arousal pulsed and swelled within the female's body, though the hybrid did not feel like resuming his mating of her.

He did not want to be like the one that gave her those wounds.

He did not want to be like that.

Like those that harmed her to hurt, and scare, yet keep alive.

In attempting to join with her, he hurt her.

He never meant to...

It was then that the male completely pulled and retracted himself from the poor female, his arousal slipping out as he briefly rose upon his hind legs. E produced a noise, and even though she was free of the male above her-she moved not. She simply lay there, groaning quietly.

It was then that the Indoraptor noticed blood was slick upon his enlarged sex. And it seemed to be coming from E.

His golden eyes flicked towards the red and white female, a noise of concern escaping his throat.

Did he hurt her that much?

The Indoraptor moved slowly, carefully, cautiously towards E. The little female was curled into a small ball, as if a hapless chick still in an egg.

Her breath was harsh and hitched as her skin torn taut over her ribs, muscles tense and ridged.

The hybrid moved closer, so slowly, ever so slowly towards the crimson hued female. His nares flared, head cocked and quills raised. He smelled blood and arousal-but that very well may have been the female's drying fluids that was coating his scarred maw. After all, E did not look like she was receptive to joining.

She just looked like she was distressed, and in pain.

Distressed, pained and scared.

A taloned hand rose and a muscular forearm extended.

Tenderly, gently, did the calloused pads of his fingers grip and glide along the scarred female's hide, attempting to soothe and heal. He could feel her body trembling under his touch.

His neck lowered, and his jaws opened to allow his tongue to clean and preen E's scales, careful and sluggish. E felt his warm breath dance along her shaking skin, and his soft yet powerful tongue attempt to tend and calm. A low, mournful croon escaped the Indoraptor's throat, golden eyes flicking and roaming over his kin.

E would then feel herself enveloped in warmth as the Indoraptor's onyx and gold scales slid along her own. His belly pressed against the sanguine and white female's back, his body wrapping around her smaller form, warm scales pressed against warmer flesh. E felt the hybrid's well toned arms slide around and embrace her, pressing her firmly against his powerful chest. His quilled head pressed flush against the crown of her scalp, a purr vibrating from his throat.

The Indoraptor's serpentine eyes flicked as his pupils drank in E, feeling her smaller hands grip his forearms. Noticing how tiny her clawed fingers were when compared to his.

He saw her cerulean eyes, crimson scaled lids rimmed his tears as drying streaks stained her cheeks. The hybrid blinked sluggishly, jaw lowering and rubbing his scarred chin against her scaled head.

He saw the tears that glistened along her garnet skin.

He saw the pain in her eyes, in the slightest twitch of her lips marring her face into a snarl.

The Indoraptor remembered back in the deep dark of his cage, where the shocks and pain brought on by his jailers were daily.

One would laugh and smirk.

Twist his lips upward in joy at his pain.

It was something the Indoraptor learned, and copied.

Inflicting pain and dominance upon others was pleasure.

Sadistic pleasure, but pleasure.

He smiled because it brought pleasure at seeing another in pain.

That was what his captor felt.

That was what he felt.

But seeing E in pain?

Hearing her in pain?

For he first time, the hybrid did not like seeing nor hearing that kind of pain.

For the first time, he gained no pleasure from such accidental harm.

Accidental.

Perhaps that was why?

He intended to give pain, and expected pain the other times.

This time, he intended to give pleasure, but gave pain instead.

He did not mean to.

What happened?

What did he do wrong?

He thought he was doing it right.

He thought he was joining with her correctly.

He did what his instincts told him-things he did not understand.

And now E was hurt-in pain-bleeding.

He did something wrong and broke her on the inside.

The Indoraptor's guttural purrs riveted from his throat, body curled around E's smaller form. His powerful arms held her firmly against the more smooth scales of his belly. He could feel E breathe against him. Feel how small she was against him.

His nostrils flared, breath leaving him in gentle puffs as he inhaled her scent. E trembled slightly, though not from discomfort or fear.

Feeling his breath against her tickled, and feeling the warmth of his body around her, and his arms holding her-E felt safe.

Safe and warm, like a hatchling against the belly of its mother.

Softly, quietly, E began to purr.

A broken pitch and musical, but still a purr that she could muster.

One that was different from the Indoraptor's deeper, more guttural coo.

E's contented purring was barely audible at first, but grew in strength as the snuggling took her mind away from the previous pain and fear of their joining.

The garnet scaled female grunted slightly and shifted to slowly, sluggishly, lazily roll upon her back and face the hybrid. Her neck twisted, cream white belly pressing against the hybrid's tainted scales.

The Indoraptor's golden eyes narrowed despite his pupils widening, head craning back by ever so little to look upon the female raptor. A confused, if curious noise rumbled from his jagged maw.

E's warm snout pressed against the male's, careful and tender. Their breaths intermingled, lips and teeth brushing together, tongues joining in a dalliance of soft and heated flesh.

The hybrid was confused, and perplexed.

Teeth and jaws were meant to bite and tear and crush and eat.

To cause pain and make wounds bleed.

The Indoraptor never associated the jaws of another with pleasure.

Not until today, at least.

He never noticed how hot and tickling another's tongue was. How the puffs of moist breath upon him sent tremors down his spine.

The hybrid did not understand.

This was a different pleasure than what he was used to.

Simple touching and affection of another was therapeutic.

And it made the Indoraptor realize how tense his body was. He muscles unwound and relaxed.

Oblivious to the lazy trickling of the nearby stream.

Oblivious to the great redwoods that surrounded them.

Oblivious to being exposed, and open upon the grasses and fallen leaves.

Oblivious to the grey clouds blocking out the hazy sun, and bringing with them a light drizzle of rain.

It was something that E took notice in, for she began to nuzzle in closer to press her scales flush against the hybrid, seeking succor from the coming rain.

Seeking safety and warmth from the harshness of the world.

But the hybrid could only protect E so much from the rain.

E deemed her suitor unfit, and thus, sought another source of protection. Slowly, the garnet hued female would untangle herself from her companion. On trembling, unsteady legs she would leave-and seek greater succor in a hollowed out tree.

The hybrid craned his neck upwards, a noise of dismay-disappointment-confusion escaping him. His striking eyes narrowed upon the retreating female-focused upon the struggling gait of her legs-focused upon the faint trickle of blood between her thighs.

The male's stiff quills lowered, a quiet, uneasy rumble escaped his throat.

Did he break her that much on the inside?

Slowly, sluggishly, awkwardly, the raptor kin rose to his feet.

A sudden wave of fatigue and a throbbing headache hit him.

It made his facial muscles grimace, and his jaws peel back in a snarl.

The funny, hazy feeling was gone, as was the sense of arousal.

It was all long gone.

Still, the Indoraptor slowly, hesitantly followed E.

He saw the little female settle within the hollowed out redwood.

Though the tree was wide enough for both of them, the Indoraptor did not join. Rather, the male moved to settle outside in the rain and mud.

Staying near E, but not too near.

He was not sure he was a good enough male to be warm and dry.

Good males didn't hurt their females.

He hurt his.

The rain only poured down harder, and harder.

The earth swelled and became thick, viscous mud with raging torrents of small deltas.

E looked on, feeling the cold wind nip at her scales and icy droplets of water pelt her form, crashing into the soaked soil.

Something inside still hurt, and her legs were sore. She could still feel it-the stabbing. Faint, but there. It hurt more when she moved.

The female shivered from the chill, sapphire eyes focused upon the dark of the night made blacker by the downpour. The moon and stars were covered by a blanket of tears. Still, her eyes sought the golden stripe of the Indoraptor-still outside the shade of the aged wood.

The hybrid was being drowned in the storm, willingly laying there in the muddy swells and stings to his hide. His eyes were closed tight, if only due to the painful strikes of heavy rain.

A rasp that was just audible to the ear caused the male's amber eyes to open, pupils dilating into thick slits as they narrowed upon the gaping maw of the redwood. Upon E, that lay within.

She was looking upon him.

She was calling him.

She wanted him to join her, he assumed.

Knew.

Because that was what made E special.

She was the only thing that was kind to him.

And to be kind to him, even after he hurt her?

Only E could do that, be kind, and even then, kinder.

Still, the male raptor kin would resume to lay, weight forming a gully as the earth softened beneath him.

A second rasp was barely heard above the pounding of rain into the earth.

A third, then, though it was difficult to hear, swallowed by the thunderous storm.

Still, the male did not rise.

And then he felt something other than the hard pounding of rain upon his skin, and the cold of the air, the soil, the water.

He felt warmth as E's snout rubbed against him. Her head nudged him, and urged him to rise.

Then her body.

Twice.

Thrice.

At long last, the Indoraptor relented, and rose to his feet. Water pooled under him, and at first he struggled to move out of the muck.

He moved, but only because E was there.

Out in the rain when she didn't need to be.

Out in the rain because she was E.

E, and no one else.

The Indoraptor wasn't sure if he was a worthy male.

E seemed to think he was.

The pair were safe, and drying within the dead tree.

Laying together for warmth, nuzzling, cuddling and preening.

Their bodies twisted and turned, heads booping and brushing against one another's, a deep purr mixing with a whistling trill.

The Indoraptor's large body twisted, muscular tongue slathering E in affection.

In an attempt to apologize.

In an attempt to show he cared.

And in his attempts, E would find the Indoraptor's between her thighs once more, like before.

And it was something that was making the sanguine female nervous, and anxious.

E made an uneasy huff, and lightly kicked the male's large head in an attempt to get him away from her sensitive area. The male merely grunted, though would resume his study.

While not doing anything, the Indoraptor stared intently at E's sex, nares flaring.

Her flesh appeared red and tender, drying blood caking the white of her soft scales.

E was very uncomfortable, and made a noise in concern.

It was a noise that made the male's eyes flick up.

The look in her eyes made the Indoraptor retract himself from between her powerful legs.

She was afraid of him.

She didn't trust him.

Not when it came to such a special part of her body.

It made the male feel disappointed, and ashamed.

He wanted to apologize.

But the Indoraptor didn't know how.

Was cuddling and licking not enough?

He just wanted to see how bad he hurt her.

He wanted to clean her.

To treat her with kindness and gentleness.

But the Indoraptor couldn't do that if she denied him access between her legs.

He would need to learn how to...how to what?

Be kind?

Win back her trust?

Yes?

Maybe?

But how?

The hybrid didn't know.

The Indoraptor was beginning to find out that social graces were hard.

When the storm broke, the sun was beginning to shyly peak out from behind the clouds.

The Indoraptor opened his eyes, blade like pupils adjusting to the light of the day. His black, scarred lips peeled back in a snarl, and his scaled eyelids squinted. He uncurled himself from the ball he wrapped himself in. He briefly saw his veins pulsing and swelling under his developed forearms.

Briefly remembered the images that danced in his memories of a dream.

How he bred her.

Dominated her.

Controlled her.

Again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

A morning haze was still upon the male, golden eyes rimmed red as an enraged, eager arousal pulsed and throbbed between his thighs, barbed flesh glistening as fluid lazily dribbled from the jagged head.

Drool sluggishly ran between his jagged jaws, thick tongue flicking and tasting along his teeth, flicking upon the air.

Attempting to taste the remembrance of her season.

Attempting to smell the scent of her heat.

The hybrid shook his head, amber eyes barely noticing the crimson female pattering towards him from the wilderness of his redwood lair.

E sported a small kill within her maw.

A small prey-a mere rabbit-but a gift, none the less.

Upon the sanguine raptor entering the hollowed tree-her sapphire eyes briefly flicked towards the hybrid, pupils narrowing. Something about him was off.

Her nares flared as she picked up the familiar, masculine musk from earlier.

Potent.

Attractive.

It was then her eyes realized the source.

Oh.

The thingy was out.

Her mate was, uh...interested, again?

E's blue eyes lingered longer than they should have, pupils fixated upon the raging arousal, pulsing and throbbing, lazily dribbling fluid.

Scary, with it's length, girth and barbs.

But thick and potent-and it was an allure E didn't entirely understand.

The pleasure between her thighs from the day before was...Something? E never knew she could feel that much pleasure before.

From his maw-his breath-his tongue-

-E shook her head, gaze refocusing to the onyx and gold hybrid at hand.

She looked upon him, the Indoraptor looking upon her. His golden eyes were rimmed red, chest heaving. Saliva ran from his maw.

Despite the predatory hunger darkening his gaze, his snake like pupils did not focus upon the offered prey held between E's serrated jaws.

He was looking upon the red and white female.

E's tail flicked in slight unease, slight nervousness. Her taloned fingers clenched and unclenched, killing claws twitching. Slowly, the female straightened her posture and legs, stretching her body to emphasis the offered prey.

Slowly, the Indoraptor's neck craned down, jagged jaws opening and carefully accepting the prey. His scaled lips brushed against her, moist breaths intermingling. Though he accepted the offering, his eyes never broke from her. The Indoraptor's throat muscles bobbed as he swallowed the small prey, yet his looming over the female raptor did not cease.

E's neck was craned upwards, patches of tawny fur still clinging to her scaled lips as her eyes flicked along the larger predator's facial features. The black male's scarred lips twitched, quills becoming erect. His snout brushed against E's, a taloned hand raising and firmly resting upon the female's shoulder. Carefully, almost tenderly did his maw brush against hers, a purr rivetting from his golden throat.

E was quite docile and tolerant to the touching, allowing his large hand to rest upon her-draw her closer-push her neck more upward. Partly out of interest of what would happen next. Partly because E did not feel like pulling away, and risk drawing the larger male's ire.

And still, yet, partly from excitement.

E was not used being a male's center of attention.

E was not used to being interested in.

And if this exotic, handsome and strong male was interested in her? Why would she refuse him?

He was her alpha.

And if an alpha male was interested in her, E would not fight it.

The Indoraptor's jaws slowly opened, brushing and urging E to do the same.

When E's mouth opened-she was certainly not expecting the male's tongue to plunge into her own maw and into her throat. She squirmed and gagged, feeling the thick muscle-heated and writhing, twisting and twirling-taste and explore from the Indoraptor's gaping maw stretched wide, jagged teeth pressing against her scales.

The thick and glistening tongue was soon retracted, E sucking in air as she gagged and coughed, head thrashing. She could feel the heat from his tongue, the taste of his mouth, the uncomfortable invasion of her throat-E did not understand why the male did that, but she did not entirely approve.

The Indoraptor's tongue was connected to the female's own in a bridge of thick saliva. Tawny fur clung to his jaw at the exchange. Saliva further welled like rivers between his gnarled teeth, scarred maw glistening. He tasted her throat-the taste of blood and flesh from the recent kill. The enveloping warmth and tightness of her spasming muscles milking his tongue.

Being inside her.

The feeling-the thought-even with just his tongue-it was enough to make his awaiting arousal pulse and throb in want.

He wanted E.

He wanted to be inside her-feel her heat-feel her muscles spasm and writhe around him.

He wanted to claim each and every part of her.

Again.

He wanted to hear her choke on him.

He wanted to feel her writhe from him.

He wanted her throat, and he wanted her thighs.

Between her thighs.

In her thighs.

E wasn't entirely comfortable with her current situation, and with a nervous whistle, slipped from the male's grasp, and attempted to turn around upon her heels and leave.

She was swift in her movement.

But not swift enough.

With feline like grace, the Indoraptor's muscular forearms extended, and larger body pounced upon the female. E rasped in start, struggling and attempting to wiggle out of the male's grasp. A black scaled hand groped her chest, talons pressing firm against her heaving chest. The other taloned hand gripped upon a garnet and scarred hip, fingers kneading her scales and writhing muscles.

A chortled hiss escaped the black and gold hybrid, muscular chest pressing flush against E's hips, swan like neck craning and head resting upon the small of her back.

His nares flared, muscles tense against E's struggling body.

E rasped, breath a series of whistles as she attempted to crawl and escape from underneath the hybrid. She wasn't interested in breeding.

She didn't want that pain again, and being underneath the male made her uncomfortable.

But the Indoraptor was stronger than her.

Bigger than her.

She may have wanted the attention of a male, but it didn't mean she was comfortable with all kinds of attention.

E felt the Indoraptor's breath dance along her scales, felt his warm tongue glide along her skin and send shivers down her spine. Slowly, gradually, carefully, the purrs vibrating from the hybrid's throat traveled further down her body, and she weight his weight shift. His grip tightened upon her hip, and his arms that was wrapped around her chest moved to her head, and commanded the small female to lower herself to the ground.

E produced a noise of discomfort as she was slightly twisted, and the side of her head was pressed against the earth with aged leaves. Her hips were still raised, feet shifting and stamping nervously as she heard a gurgled purr from the male, and felt his heated puffs of breath between her thighs. His large head brushed against her thighs-between her thighs, teeth lightly pricking and maw opening.

His snake like pupils were locked upon his desire-her fragile sex.

E's breath hitched as she felt the force of the male's nostrils expel air and take in her scent. Felt his snout gently, carefully, rub and nuzzle her sensitive scales.

Felt the slick and warm tip of his tongue tenderly, slowly, flick along her sleeping sex that had yet to bloom.

E wasn't expecting such care, and while her hips shifted in slight anxiousness, it was not an unpleasant feeling that she shied away from.

Tender lick after lick ensued, the hot puffs of breath sending tickling tilitations along her sensitive flesh. The feeling of his head brushing against her inner thighs made E's legs instinctively want to part-to submit.

E didn't understand too much of what was going on.

It was almost like last time, but without the funny fuzzy feeling.

Did she mind the Indoraptor between her legs?

No, not really.

But it didn't make the situation any less uncomfortable for her.

E just didn't want to be hurt again, and she wasn't used to being put in this kind of strange breeding position.

At least, E assumed it was a breeding position.

But without the joining.

Because like before, E didn't even know what they were doing.

She just knew the hybrid's attentions were beginning to awaken her sex with a yearning heat and exciting jolts of pleasure. E's breath hitched slightly, cheeks brushing against the dead needles and leaves of aged trees. Her hips shifted, moving to gyrate against his steadily testing and teasing tongue, urging the male to delve deeper.

The Indoraptor's breath escaped in forceful, heated puffs, saliva running down his jaw and chin. His hazy, amber eyes fixated upon the small female's slowly blooming sex.

Seeing it blush a red hue in rising arousal.

Seeing it become damp and wet-no doubt from his own tongue.

He had been patient, all in all.

The Indoraptor did not want to harm his female again.

Not again.

Never again.

If he had to be slow and gentle, then so be it.

Thus, the Indoraptor's muscular tongue sought to sate his female. He pressed further, deeper, at the urging of her grinding hips, and began to pry apart her blooming lips. He entered into her enveloping warmth, and felt E's muscles fall lax under his grip. The scarred female produced a relieved sigh, legs shifting to further part, and submit.

Tic by upward tic, the Indoraptor's lips twitched into a gnarled, shark like grin.

He was quite pleased he could cause this much pleasure in his female!

The male raptor's tongue slipped out, only to delve back into against in another prolonged lick.

Delving, claiming, swelling and churning.

Each lick-now forward and backwards into her heat-reached deeper into her heat.

Tasting her.

Pleasing her.

E's whistles of pleasure grew more shrill as she breathed, feeling her mate's muscular tongue spread her with its girth and flood her with warmth. Her lips peeled back into a light snarl as she felt him begin to gorge upon her with ravenous zeal. Huffs and puffs and famished slurping. E's body began to rock forwards, backwards, to and fro from her male's feral feeding. E's mouth was agape in a silent scream, blue eyes rolling upwards as her hands raked and grabbed at whatever dirt and dead leaves she could find.

Her blooming sex was damp with his saliva and her feminine fluids, and E's breath was deep and labored in a chorus of whistles.

Her mouth gaped and closed akin to hapless fish, sapphire eyes rimmed red as her hips clumsily, instinctively attempted to rock into her lover's savage gorging.

E's couldn't think.

The only thing she could think of revolved around her alpha.

Alpha was dominating.

Alpha was dominating.

Alpha was dominating.

Alpha was dominating.

E's hips ground harder against her alpha's rough tongue, smoldering sex on the verge of spraying.

She wanted her alpha to dominate her harder.

More.

Harder.

Alpha.

Dominate.

Harder!

Those were the only true thoughts in E's head.

Mindless and instinctive.

His breath, his scent, his tongue, the feel of his teeth scraping between her thighs, his claws tensing and digging into her flesh, his weight, his heat-

-It was all too much.

E's hips bucked in feral fury, seeking to claim as much of her mate's tongue as she could.

Her eyes screwed shut, and her mouth was agape in a silent scream, claws digging deep into the earth.

Her blooming sex rewarded the efforts of her eager mate by releasing a torrent of feminine fluids, her heated walls milking his tongue and seeking her mate to release.

The release of her nectar caused a flood of feminine scent to envelop and drown the hybrid, his nares flaring in deep, eager breaths. He felt his muscular tongue being kneaded and massaged by her body-and felt his sex pulse and throb in vigorous want. His tongue resumed to tend and delve, jaws opening to eagerly taste and drink her essence.

E's hips continued to rock, driven by the intense heat and pleasure that sent shock waves down her spine and caused her powerful legs to tremble. Her blue eyes opened, half lidded with euphoria and rimmed a haze of red. Drool ran from her lips and down her scaled thin, tongue lolling from her mouth as she breathed, deep and ragged.

E then felt her mate's grip shift, taloned finger grasping firmly, tightly, upon her hips from both sides.

Her trembling legs rose from the ground, and began to dangle into the air. Her belly slipped from the earth, followed by her sluggishly grasping hands-trying to find purchase upon an ever farther away soil. E found herself aloft in the air, the Indoraptor rising upon his hind legs, a deep and guttural hiss rivetting from his gullet.

E assumed her mate's ravenous appetite for her sex would simmer.

She certainly wasn't expecting his efforts to double, his broad, muscular chest heaving and crushing against her smaller form. Her legs struggled to work like legs, taloned toes attempting to grasp whatever she could of her partner to save herself from falling upon her head should his grip fail.

E's lover was insatiable.

And the only thing hotter than his famished maw and tongue gorging upon her-was the heat of his arousal that pulsed and throbbed against her chin and belly. The hybrid's sex pulsed to the beating of his heart, engorged veins swelling and giving life to his phallus. Red with excited blood and endowed with soft barbs, the girth slid along E's belly, spreading a warmth along her scales that was almost too hot for her liking. The fluid that seeped from the head smeared along her soft belly and lazily dribbled down her musculature. E closed one of her eyes in order to protect them from a barb, her snout near the knotted base.

She could smell nothing but the masculine musk of the hybrid.

She could feel his hips buck and thrust against her, jabbing and sliding his jagged sex against her chest and belly. E's scaled lips peeled back as she found her snout smudged against his bulbous base. E's forearms hung almost uselessly in the air as she was lightly bobbed from her mate's feeding of her sex.

Her jaw was agape, drool dribbling upon the ground. Her nares flared as she inhaled the male's musk, her own hips tiredly thrusting against his maw. She could feel his tongue still delving and churning and claiming.

Tasting.

E's arms then moved to grasp her lover's sex, attempting to grasp some part of him as to not fall.

She could feel the Indoraptor's breath still and hitch, his abdominal muscles tensing. She felt his hips mindlessly, randomly without rhythm, buck and thrust and grind upon her belly. She felt his soft barbs rub and scrub and smear more of his fluid upon her, felt the heat and pulse of his arousal thrum through her arms and fingers.

She heard the male breathe deep and grunt above her, the random rolling of his hips becoming roughly, more prolonged, more desperate against the warmth of her body. She felt his powerful chest heave and strain. Felt his taloned fingers clench and grip her hips harder.

Felt the heat of her own body begin to boil like a raging volcano.

Felt the pleasure build and swell.

E didn't understand what happened whilst in being in such a confusing position.

She just knew she felt pleasure between her legs-and her vision dimmed, and senses numbed.

Her body ruptured in euphoria, feminine sex blooming once more in response to her mate's attentions.

She felt the male's tongue still inside her-tasting, savoring, swirling. Felt his tongue slip out and lap at her outer scales and thighs.

E barely noticed her mate's thrusting against her ceased, and was replaced by a whole new sense of warmth.

She felt the heat of his sex pulse and swell in a newfound heat.

Hot, viscous seed seeped from the male's sex, lazily dribbling down E's white belly and down her chest. The Indoraptor breathed deep, licks tiring and knees buckling.

Slowly, tiredly, the black and gold hybrid lowered E down upon the ground. The red and white female touched the ground-head first, then her arms, then her belly. Then her hips, legs a useless heap of flesh and bone that refused to support her weight.

The warmth of the hybrid's seed was upon her belly, excess running down her chest and chin.

The Indoraptor lay down beside her, the female's fluids smearing his jaws and chin, some coating his chest. His own seed ran down his belly.

Both breathed deep, chests heaving and bodies fatigued.

The red raptor's blue eyes flicked to the quilled male through a heavy lidded gaze.

She couldn't feel her legs...

E briefly wondered if the Indoraptor couldn't feel his, either.

Her blue eyes looked upon him.

His gold eyes looked upon her.

His gnarled lips twisted into a smile, and his large head sluggishly nuzzled and pressed against her. A deep exhale escaped his nares, and his chest lowered as he fell lax.

A soft purr rumbled from his throat, arms lazily pulling E's small body against his.

E felt the hybrid's quilled head press against her, tail lazily thumping against the ground.

E wasn't sure what they did.

She just knew it felt good.

But this part was the best part.

Because everything was warm, and comfy and safe.

E like cuddling, and the purrs of her mate gently lulling her to sleep.

She wanted more moments like this.

She hoped her mate did, too.

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E was unsure what to think as she felt Blue's weight shift upon her, powerful legs flanking her and clawed fingers grasping and gripping her shoulders. While Blue was not forceful in her mounting, she was firm, yet careful.

E felt the blue striped female's belly press flush against her back, her body warm and soft despite the power she contained.

It had been quite easy to mount the scarred female, given E's laying position.

The red female's tolerance to being in such a vulnerable state, however, was not entirely something Blue expected.

Blue wanted to dominate-and assert that dominance.

Assert her superiority over the garnet female.

It was about dominance-but also something else.

Comfort, and loneliness.

It felt good to feel the body warmth of another.

She felt good not to be lonely, if only for a little bit.

Her sisters were not around to cuddle and snuggle with.

Perhaps E was lonely, too?

Blue's amber eyes flicked towards the submissive female's sapphire-E having twisted her head to look upon Blue in confusion.

The grey female produced a low rumble from her throat, and then a clicking coo as she craned her neck forward, and lightly nuzzled E's cheek with her own.

Blue felt the tension in E's body melt.

A purr vibrated from her throat as she felt the garnet hued raptor return her nuzzling, E's own purr a strained whistle.

E felt Blue's powerful legs shift, and her clawed fingers gently, tenderly raked and massaged along her body.

She then felt the grey raptor's body slowly rock back and forth, to and fro along her back-her hips, feeling the every so slight tensing of her leg muscles.

E ceased in her nuzzling to look upon Blue, the grey female still pressing her head firmly against E's neck and cheek. A soft flick of the tongue glided along her smooth scales, warm and moist. Then a second lick-longer and firmer.

The red female could feel Blue's grip tense and tighten upon her, feel the grey female's back arching and hips rolling forward with greater force. Grinding harder against the crest of her hips.

Blue's golden eyes closed tightly, a grunt in her throat.

She didn't realize how repressed she was until now.

She could feel her body come alive with the pulsing of desire.

She felt her sex flush and bloom-her feminine essence dampening E's scales as she sought more and more friction.

Blue's breath hitched as she felt E lightly nip at her throat, and glide her tongue along her tender scales.

The red raptor's nares flared, her breaths deep and inhaling.

She could smell the heat.

And Blue's actions were causing E's own hips to react instinctively as if Blue were a breeding male.

The blue striped female rasped in start as she felt E's body shift slightly, and her powerful legs pushed her hips upward in raise.

Blue slipped off the other female-worried it was an act in retaliation. Her pupils were dilated in excitement, and arousal, breath escaping in ragged, uneven breaths.

But then she saw the position of the red and white raptor before her. It was a poise of submission-E's upper body lowered and hips raised, flowering and flushed sex exposed and vulnerable, thighs glistening in feminine nectar.

A soft whistle in confusion escaped E as she twisted herself to find Blue, head cocking. Her breath was uneven and her limbs trembling. E didn't entirely understand what was going on.

Blue was not a male.

Yet Blue was acting like she was a male.

And Blue was tender and gentle.

Blue was nice.

Did she read Blue wrong?

E's blue eyes were glazed in a sheen of arousal, yet rimmed with concern and confusion.

Blue stood her ground, inspecting the submitting raptor, legs shifting and killing claws twitching.

Her nares flared, deep and heavy.

E's heat flooded her senses.

Blue did not entirely understand her own actions.

The last living sister just knew she wanted to show dominance.

A simple act.

But in doing so-Blue realized how lonely she was.

She was lonely for the simple feel of another.

She was lonely for the comfort and intimacy of another.

She was lonely for the pleasure of herself, and another.

E was about to relinquish her posture, until she felt Blue's clawed fingers grasp the crest of her hips.

The scarred female rasped as she felt Blue's smoldering sex press flush with her own, Blue's hips gyrating softly in a circular motion. Their scaled petals molded together in a tilitating kiss.

The grey sister shivered, and a noise of pleasure escaped her as her hips resumed their tender dance, a deep purr rivetting from her throat.

Blue's gyrations were slow, and gentle.

Tender and careful.

Her taloned hands raked along E's hips, and slipped down to her thighs, massaging and kneading. She felt E quake under her hold, and felt the red female splay her legs to further submit. A rasp of pleasure shook Blue, and briefly caused her legs to buckle as she felt E's hips roll back against her smoldering heat. She felt the power in the submissive female's hips. The force in her roll.

It felt like it set her core on fire.

Like a smoldering volcano, ready to erupt.

Blue's gyrations went from slow, and gentle-to a sudden, forceful thrust forward of her hips.

A rough grinding and unrelenting force that deepened the damp and heated kiss of their flushed cores.

E's released a whistle in ecstasy, back arching and arms locking to keep Blue from pushing her forward. Her eager hips rolled in circular gyrations, the joining of their nectars only increasing the ever building heat and friction of their union.

Blue cried a series of barks, back arching and a muscular leg rising to further empower her thrusts. Her taloned fingers gripped E roughly in her fervor, hips fierce in her feral bucking as the slapping of flesh upon damp flesh filled the air.

The red raptor was rocked and bounced with Blue's vigorous thrusts, each slam and slap of the grey female's sex upon her own overwhelming her with pleasure.

Jolts of sheer euphoria dominated her.

Her back arched.

Her claws raked the ground.

Her legs trembled.

E twisted her neck to look at Blue.

Their eyes met, and locked.

Blue was lost in the red raptor's eyes.

Blue was not a male.

But she was acting like a male.

And her instincts said to dominate.

Dominate.

Dominate.

Blue's thrusts were relentless, their sexes molding and lips prying in frantic, sloppy kisses.

E couldn't take any more.

Her eyes closed shut, and she released a whistled cry as her own heat reached it's boiling point-and ruptured.

A spray of feminine fluids escaped, and coated her thighs and that of her lover's, E's hips bucking in feral abandon against Blue's own.

The whistled cries of her lover brought Blue into her own high.

A chortle of barks and hisses left Blue's throat as her hips moved to the urging of her squirting sex, feminine fluids gushing forth and coating her own thighs and that of her lover's.

And again.

And again.

And again.

Blue's nectar dominated the union of their joining, flooding their nostrils with heated passion and euphoria.

Blue's hips moved, and danced-until they came to mindless bucking and jerks.

And then they ceased.

E's legs trembled and buckled.

The grey raptor breathed deep, hoarse and ragged as she lay upon E.

The weight made the garnet and white female's legs collapse, and both fell with a grunt.

Tender licks of the tongue slathered E's cheek, and her neck soon craned to face Blue.

Blue eyes met gold.

Amber eyes met sapphire.

Red and grey snouts pressed together, and nuzzled.

Their jaws opened, tongue tasting and gliding.

Gentle, and tender.

Caring.

Blue's purrs were mixing with E's pleased whistles.

Time passed, and the pair rested, and enjoyed one another's company and warmth.

It was then Blue found herself upon her back, E's belly pressed flush to her own. Their chests were pressed together, and their blooming pedals now pressed together in a tender kiss.

Gold eyes met blue.

Sapphire eyes met amber.

It was E's turn to dominate.

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E would be lying if she thought she didn't enjoy being dominated by Blue.

The blue striped raptor was not a male.

Yet she was behaving like a male-her powerful thrusting hips slapping their flesh together in harsh echos, their heated and flushed cores coating their underbellies and thighs in their feminine essences. Blue's claws raked along the garnet female's scales, tensing and gripping as a trill escaped her throat, back arching and body rolling.

Blue's arduous heaving of her body was powered by her athletic legs, her golden eyes fixated upon the submissive female underneath her.

The whistles and hitches of pleasure.

The dominating of her body.

The feel of giving and receiving sexual euphoria and intimacy.

That look within her blue eyes.

One of desire, and excitement.

Blue's amber eyes were locked upon E-her maw agape in ragged pants, tongue lulling and saliva spilling over her scaled lips and jagged teeth. Her calls escaped in weak whistles and rasps-and at times, E forgot how to call.

At times, she even forgot how to breathe.

But Blue could see it in her eyes-which locked upon her own as the garnet and white hued raptor twisted her neck to look upon her partner.

They were wet and glistening with a sheen of lust, however half lidded and dark.

Dominate.

More.

More.

Dominate.

The grey female's nostrils flared as she inhaled the air. E's feminine musk was heavy, sweet and potent.

They blue striped raptor's arduous labor was so strong, E was being bounced along the ground, the red female grunting slightly with each echoing slap of the hip.

The pressure began to build.

The pleasure rise.

The heat surge and boil.

E couldn't help it.

The sanguine raptor's hips slammed back into Blue's in a powerful roll, and her hips danced and gyrated roughly, desperately, ferociously against the dominant female in swift jerks of her arching back and pumps of her lithe legs. The relentless assault caused the grey female to hitch in breath, her own body beginning to be overwhelmed by E's voracious grinding.

Blue's eyes widened, before falling half closed, mouth agape in heavy, throated pants, saliva running from her jowls. Her athletic legs buckled, and weakened. Threatened to give out.

Threatened to break under the reign of E's heated and overwhelming sex.

The grey female's amber eyes were locked upon the red raptor's swiftly, urgently, desperately bucking hips mercilessly gyrating against her blooming heat.

She was being dominated.

She was being dominated.

She was being dominated.

Blue's legs buckled and trembled, her grip upon E's flank tightening.

A confusing onslaught of instincts flooded her.

The instincts to dominate.

The instincts to be dominated.

And now, Blue wanted to be dominated.

Controlled.

Enslaved.

Used.

Blue gargled out a chorus of quivering barks through her ragged huffs of breath, gyrations swift and fluid in their combined nectars.

More.

More.

More.

Dominate.

More.

The heat simmered and boiled.

And then erupted.

Blue felt E's body tense, and a warm spray of feminine fluid gush upon her own eager sex and trembling thighs. E produced a silent rasp, mouth opened in a silent scream as her eye lids screwed tightly shut. Her body shook and quivered, breath escaping her in a gasp, hips moving in instinctive fury.

E's scent reigned upon the grey female's senses.

And then instinct told her to dominate.

Dominate.

Dominate.

Blue's grip upon E tightened, talons raking along her scarred hide. Her serrated jaws opened, and bit firmly upon the scaled scruff of E's neck. E rasped as she felt Blue's teeth threatening to pierce her skin, her moist, heated breath sending shivers down her body. Blue's tongue slathered along garnet scars in heavy, savoring licks. Her purrs vibrated in the red raptor's ears.

E's head was forced to the ground, and pinned by the dominant female. E's hips remained in the air, Blue's legs stretching to better align herself with her partner— and slam her full weight upon E. The grey female's hips fell down with force, the crack of flesh hitting flesh as their fluids lightly spritzed from the force.

The red female gasped with each downward crash of Blue's hips, her legs buckling and thighs rippling from the force. Her tail twitched with the rhythm of their dance.

Blue's breath was heavy upon E's flesh, her nares flaring as she resumed to dominate.

Dominate the lesser female.

Dominate as if she were a male.

Dominate E as if she were her male.

Blue's jaws did not relent upon E. Rather, Blue jerked E's head back, and forced her to look skyward.

The red female's maw was agape, gasping and rasping, blue eyes half lidded.

Blue was dominating her.

Blue was dominating her!

Blue was dominating her!

E produced a grunt as her head was pushed to the ground. Blue's tongue slathered her scales, teeth nipping and biting. E's gaping maw found itself to be invaded by Blue's muscular tongue. Their teeth gnashed together and tongues twirling, exploring, tasting.

Powerful claps of slapping and wet flesh filled the air.

They gasped, and rasped and breathed.

The passion simmered and boiled—and then vented forth in ecstasy.

Blue trilled in euphoria, hips moving in tandem with E's, warm essences mixing between their thighs.

Their hips moved in a mindless fervor—and then slowed—softened—and then ceased.

E's legs trembled, and buckled underneath Blue's weight.

Once more, like before, Blue landed upon E with a grunt.

A stillness reigned in the afterglow of their arduous union. The silence was only broken by their ragged breathing as they sought to catch their breaths.

Blue slothfully, lazily rolled off her partner, a tired purr escaping her throat. Her tired eyes looked upon E.

The grey female's purring only became louder as she felt E's warm scales brush against her in a nuzzle of a scaled cheek against her own. The scarred female's tongue licked Blue's jaw and cheek lovingly, tenderly.

Amber eyes locked to sapphire.

Sapphire eyes locked to amber.

And then E's jaws opened wide in a yawn.

It was not long before the scarred raptor nuzzled against Blue, and fell asleep.

Blue warbled her head, chittering quietly. Grey scales pressed flush against red as Blue rested her head upon E's.

It was not long before the former Beta fell asleep.

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Blue's head pressed into the ground with force, a deep huff of breath escaping her as her nares flared. A low groan came from her throat, followed by a series of pleased clicks. Her neck craned to look down towards her chest, her smokey white underbelly, to the red raptor between her legs.

E's hot and moist breath danced along Blue's sensitive scales. The scarred female could feel her partner tremble underneath her. E's black talons idly grasped and massaged her inner thighs, her sapphire eyes looking upon Blue.

The grey female's facial muscles were lax, eyes shining in affection, yet glazed in desire.

Want.

Need.

Her tail idly flicked, E grunting as she was lightly struck in the underbelly.

A whistled trill rivetted from her white throat, and her snout nuzzled tenderly against the thick muscle and tender flesh of one of Blue's inner thighs. Her teeth nipped, a muscular tongue gliding along the curvature of her body. A trail of glistening saliva was left in her wake, illuminating the grey partner's scales.

The garnet female felt Blue tremble, and her splayed legs shifted slightly, killing claws clacking idly together.

Blue's tail once more flicked upward, E grunting and legs tensing as it struck her underbelly. Struck between her own thighs.

E's circular pupils flicked towards Blue's snake like ones. The garnet and white raptor assumed the hits of the tail were on accident. But upon seeing the grimmer of playfulness with the blue stricken raptor's eyes—E knew it was not on accident.

It was on purpose.

E's maw then moved to Blue's other thigh, knife like teeth nipping, heated breath and moist tongue dancing along her skin. Her black talons gently kneaded, sapphire eyes briefly flicking towards her partner.

The grey raptor was watching her, chittering in please. Though it did not stop a third strike of the tail from thudding against E.

The red female grunted.

Blue produced a series of short, choppy barks, as if a noise of amusement.

E produced a huff of breath, and snapped her scarred jaws together firmly.

It was a mock warning.

But still, E was fairly vexed at her underbelly being slapped.

She was trying to be in control, damn it!

Though the red raptor had to admit—She was not entirely sure what to do.

The Indoraptor was the only one ever between her legs—A horrifying thought to most.

But E quite enjoyed when his powerful jaws gave her pleasure, and his maw eagerly gorged upon her sex, tongue delving deep.

He was a savage partner when between her thighs, with a nigh insatiable appetite.

He was powerful.

He was potent.

He was male.

He was as savage in breeding as he was gentle.

E's gaze once more flicked towards Blue, watching her partner as E's nips and licks moved in sluggish, gentle circles around her slowly blooming core, scales beginning to tinge pink.

Was E a bad mate for breeding with Blue behind the hybrid's back?

Well…..E wasn't sure if what they did was breeding.

Her mate was male.

Blue was not.

But Blue acted like a male.

Blue mounted her as if she was a male.

Blue rutted her as if she were a male.

Their trysts were fairly frequent, and fiery and passionate.

But there was a gentleness to their partnership. A tenderness.

Blue would nuzzle, and lick and preen.

They would lock eyes, even during their rutting.

They would share in each other's pleasure, and tend to one another.

Their bodies molded together.

Their breaths would intermingle and tongues tie.

It was a different type of intimacy than when E would be with her male.

E just did not entirely understand how, or why.

But a part of her felt bad.

E was not a good mate.

But then—her trysting partner was not male.

That would not hurt, would it?

Was she still a good mate?

E's thoughts were broken by another slap from Blue's tail. The scarred raptor rasped, and her back arched. Her own flushed sex was struck, jolting her body with a wave of pleasure.

Blue barked in amusement.

E shook her head, and hissed.

She then looked down at Blue's flushed sex, feminine fluid seeping and the scent of her heat heavy.

E opened her maw, and gave a slow, careful, testing lick. Her eyes met Blue's.

She felt her partner shiver.

E's tongue then worked on tenderly prying her petals apart.

She delved deep.

E's maw opened in a breathless, silent scream as she felt him delve deep and pierce her core. She felt the pointed tip spear her belly deep, barbs rubbing and girth spreading—warming—filling—pulsing—throbbing.

The Indoraptor's breath hitched, and a throated, guttural groan escaped passed his jagged teeth. His chest was pressed heavily against her back, pressing E's cream underbelly against the earth, hips raised and legs splayed. Her belly swelled as it became filled by her mate, save for the raging knot at the base of the hybrid's angry sex.

The garnet female's breath was ragged, her arms and legs squirming, yet she could move not. She was pinned down by her larger mate—by her alpha.

A single taloned hand of the hybrid raked along her back, talons threatening to pierce. E's back arched in pleasure, and excitement.

The Indoraptor's jagged jaws nipped and bit at his mate's scales, golden, red rimmed eyes flicking towards their audience.

Indeed, the Indoraptor was making their breeding quite the public spectacle. Shamelessly displaying his genetic power as his hips rose, enraged girth retreating from his mate's heat. Shamelessly displaying his superior potency as his barbed phallus fully emerged from E, veins bulging and eager length pulsing and throbbing to the excitement of his beating heart. His girth glistened with his mate's fluids, barbs illuminated and jagged tip drizzling his own masculine fluid.

Shamelessly showing that E was his.

His mate.

His female.

His to breed.

And no one else's.

Shamelessly did the Indoraptor slam his hips down, and spear himself into his female's flushed and needing heat, hilting himself to fully save for his knotted base.

E opened her mouth to scream.

Her breath was lost, belly swelling from her mate's girth, eyes rolling upward. Her nails raked and dug at the earth underneath her.

Another retraction of his pulsing sex, and another slap of flesh upon flesh as his hips slammed down upon his female.

Blue's eyes averted from the breeding, scaled lips peeling back in a grimace upon hearing the power of the hybrid's thrusts.

Breeding E.

Dominating her.

The scent of their heats were potent in the air.

The red female's scent, and the alpha hybrid's masculine musk.

Blue stood next to Bravo, the green scaled male watching intently, nares flaring. Winter flanked the green raptor, blue eyes watching the breeding.

Marveling at the maleness of their alpha.

And becoming jealous.

Winter wanted the alpha hybrid.

Wanted his potency inside her.

But she also wanted Bravo.

The scent of the green male's masculine musk became know, Winter's blue eyes flicking between Bravo's legs. An eager arousal emerged, triggered by the scent of breeding and cracking of hips.

The breeding pair's breaths and grunts were filling the air.

Blue stared upon the ground, before looking at her hands. They flexed in thought, and irritation. Should she interrupt the breeding? Stop it?

The female's thoughts were interrupted upon feeling a head move between her legs. Warm puffs of breath, followed by the slathering of a thick, heavy tongue seeking to pry apart her petals. Blue gasped, and shifted away.

Her throat puffed in irritation, grey lips peeling back into a snarl, teeth bared and an angry hiss escaping her.

Bravo was interested.

Interested in being between her legs.

Confusing the scent and heat of her earlier tryst with arousal.

The grey female was not in the mood.

Bravo cocked his head, chittering in confusion. A nip from an irritated—and jealous—Winter—caused him to flinch.

His phallus pulsed in eagerness, and the green male with golden accents was confused as to why his mate was denying him.

Regardless or not if Winter was irritated.

It was quite clear the white female was second fiddle.

Thus, Bravo did not give up so easily—even with Winter attempting to get his attention by rubbing against him like a feline in heat.

Rather, the green scaled male attempted to mount Blue. He was swift to be rebuffed, the blue striped female snapping at him, and swiftly scampering away. The eager male was swift to give chase—however awkward with a pulsing erection between his legs.

Winter's throat puffed in irritation, though she did not give chase.

Rather, her blue eyes focused upon the breeding male.

Locked upon the motion of his hips.

The genetic power of his arousal.

The Indoraptor was oblivious, lost in the euphoria of E's heat. His jaws were foaming, amber eyes rimmed red. His hips moved in swift, feral, frantic thrusts. A strangled chortle escaped his throat, thrusts empowered by E's pleasured rasps and whistles.

He was dominating his female.

He was breeding his female.

His female, and no one else's.

Marking her with his claws and teeth.

Claiming her with his sex.

Their breaths were ragged and strained in their arduous union.

Nothing was on his mind except E.

Not even Winter rubbing against his pumping legs entirely got his attention. Briefly did his golden eyes break from E, to Winter's showcasing hips.

Seeing her submissive posture for breeding.

Seeing her flushed sex.

His nostrils flared.

He inhaled the deep musk of two females in heat.

It drove him wild.

His instincts commanded.

His hips obeyed.

In one final thrust of his hips, the Indoraptor speared himself hard, and deep, forceful and unrelenting.

E went to cry out—to scream—but found herself breathless.

Yet still, his hips pressed harder, and harder, and harder. His arm wrapped around her chest, pulling her backwards, seeking to spear her further. Her full sex was flush against his knot.

It was then E realized—He was attempting to fully sheath himself.

She then struggled, and squirmed.

He wouldn't fit!

He wouldn't fit!

He wouldn't fit!

A frustrated hiss came above her—and his hips rolled forward—forcefully, savagely, ferally.

His red rimmed eyes were locked upon Winter's swaying hips. Entranced.

His hips resumed their assault.

E then heard a pop, and felt him spread her farther, claim him deeper, and pierce her harder.

His knot had been sheathed inside her, their sexes locked.

The Indoraptor breathed deep, grunting and groaning as his hips gyrated in circular motions.

Feeling her insides, enveloped in her moist heat.

E was breathless, feeling her mate pulse and throb inside her.

Swell.

Heat up.

And then release.

The alpha male hissed as his hips bucked forward, thick and heated seed spraying with each vigorous pulse of his sex.

E rasped, feeling him feed her core, filling her belly.

His hips rolled, and another stream was released in pulsing and throbbing. Excess began to leak and seep from between their thighs.

A third roll of the hips, and then another delivery of potent seed.

E maw was agape, saliva pooling below her. Her sex milked her mate for more.

More, even though most of her mate's delivered seed was too much for her small body.

More, even though his seed ran down her trembling legs and coated her thighs.

More, even as she felt his sex pulsing and throbbing inside her, feeding her the best he could.

His hips bucked, and then lessened and softened in weak thrusts.

And then ceased.

The alpha male remained fully sheathed within his mate, knot keeping them locked.

The hybrid's breath was hot and ragged, eyes still focusing upon Winter.

His mind was riddled with instincts to breed.

Breed.

Mate.

Dominate.

And Winter being accepting was tempting.

His veins bulged upon his developed forewarns.

His killing claws twitched.

Thinking.

Debating.

And then lust gave way to obsession, and protectiveness.

The onyx and gold alpha snapped his jaws at the pestering female, releasing a bellow in rage.

Winter was swift to retreat, and scamper off. Briefly did she look back, legs shifting in discomfort. Eyes locked upon the potent seed that was between the alpha pair's legs.

The Indoraptor's leer was enough of a warning to tell her to leave.

Because he wanted to enjoy the aftermath of his breeding with his mate.

Because he wanted to enjoy the intimacy.

And not have the pleasure of being with his something be ruined by the pack tart.

Winter then scampered off, leaving the pair alone.

Where the other members of his pack were, the Indoraptor did not care.

All that mattered was E.

A purr escaped the hybrid, his tongue ginger licking his mate's scalp, neck and cheek.

Seeing if she was okay.

If he hurt her again…..

E, however, produced a pleased whistle, nuzzling against her mate's larger, more skeletal head. His head lowered, and E rested her head upon his own, preening his quills.

His talons gently, tenderly caressed her scarred hide, purrs vibrating her body. Her legs trembled. They would have given out were their sexes still not joined and locked.

E was partially aware what was going on during their breeding.

Everything else was drowned out in the pleasure.

It was so strange.

To be an alpha female—because her male was alpha.

Special.

Strong.

Striking.

Handsome.

E was proud of the Indoraptor.

Her mate was a good alpha.

He was a good mate.

He could have ended the breeding with her, and chased after Winter.

He did not.

He stayed with her.

He bred with her.

He showed everyone that she was his.

He filled her with his seed.

He claimed her body.

He dominated.

E was lucky to have such a good mate.

It made her feel worse that she was the cheating one.

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Life within the pack had calmed, a hard earned hunt, resulting in well filled bellies.

The Indoraptor lay off within the shade of a tree upon a small knoll. The alpha was sprawled out lazily akin to feline, breath smooth and steady as the hybrid lay in a light torpor. His tail flicked, golden stripe vivid and head turning-even in the shade of the warm day. Slightly did the Indoraptor stir to scratch an itch upon his snout with a taloned hand, before he drifted off into a nap.

The day was quiet and peaceful-the sun's rays shining down through the forest, clouds puffy and sky a cerulean hue. The wind was faint and pleasant.

The rest of the pack members dawdled nearby, content to leave their alpha alone.

All except Winter, who carefully meandered towards the onyx and gold hued male.

Her blue eyes wandered his athletic form.

Marveled at his physic.

Marveled at how striking he was.

Handsome.

Attractive.

The new alpha was something different.

Something foreign.

Something exciting.

Bravo did not seem interested in her anymore.

Winter did not understand why.

Why?

He bred her before, when she was the only female in the pack.

Was it because he had more options now?

Was it because Winter was not the only female anymore?

She thought Bravo was her mate.

But then Blue came, and stole him away.

And even though their trysts continued, it lessened, and lessened, and lessened.

Now, they rarely happened.

Even when Winter tried to garner his attention, and interest.

It made the white female sad, and lonely.

She just wanted a mate.

Blue had a mate.

Even E had a mate-and a very interesting, attractive one at that.

How did she do that?

How did she garner such a striking, powerful male's attention?

She could not even communicate right!

Still, Winter ceased in her cautious approach, head twisting to look upon her packmates.

Looking for E.

While the alpha female was tolerant, and docile, Winter did not want to raise her ire.

She was not that stupid.

She noticed E watching from her resting position a ways away.

For a moment, they stared at one another.

And then E looked away-busying herself with her own preening.

Winter chittered quietly to herself, resuming her approach.

She knew it was safe to near.

E would not be idle if she were not fine with it.

Thus, when the Indoraptor felt a smaller, warm body slide up against him, he released a pleased, if guttural purr. He anticipated E.

When he opened his amber eyes-He did not anticipate Winter.

His predatory gaze fell upon her, a low growl rivetting from his throat in warning. His tail flicked.

The white raptor backed off slightly, posture low in one of submissiveness, ice blue eyes shining in worry, nervousness, yet hopefullness. Her hands clenched and unclenched, tail anxiously flicking.

The Indoraptor released a snort from his flaring nares, though did not move to chase the female away.

Rather, he slowly, sluggishly rose, and stretched, limbs cracking and back arching. The alpha male then settled down upon his haunches, yawning as he looked towards Winter almost expectantly.

Carefully, cautiously, Winter approached. Her nared flared, inhaling his masculine musk. Her killing claws flicked in nervousness. Her breath was uneven, body trembling.

She was near the alpha!

She was near the alpha!

She was near the alpha!

Aaaaahhhhh!

Winter's powerful legs fidgeted, and carefully, tenderly, gently, she moved to preen the hybrid.

A brief lick of the tongue, and she flinched away, as if expecting retaliation.

The Indoraptor merely cocked his head in confusion, a hiss escaping him.

Ha!

Ha ha!

He did not snap at her to go away!

Winter's tail wagged to and fro, a quiet chitter escaping her.

Carefully, she then moved to lick and preen the attractive male, scaled lips and teeth lightly nipping.

The Indoraptor fell lax slightly, however on edge he was.

Social graces were not his strong suit, and the only one that he ever allowed to preen him was E. Briefly did the Indoraptor's amber gaze flick towards E in the distance, with the other pack members.

His gaze lingered-

-Until he felt Winter tug at a quill.

The hybrid jerked away, and snapped his jaws in vexation. Winter shrieked in start, before scampering away, body low slung to the ground, neck twisting to look back upon her alpha.

The Indoraptor's nared flared in irritation.

How dare this female preen his quills!

His!

Quills!

They were special!

Only E could preen his quills!

Meeeeh!

The hybrid snapped his jaws twice, thrice-quite upset that some non special female attempted to preen his quills.

His quills were only for E females!

And there was only one E!

Winter's posture went low, and she slouched slightly. It was a posture of defeat, and shame.

And sadness.

A displeased whine escaped from her white throat, blue eyes shining akin to a hatchling that did something wrong. Her pupils were large and circular, drowning out the soft blue of her irises. It appeared as if her eyes were lustering in a film of dampness.

The Indoraptor's golden eyes leered, serpentine pupils hard and narrowed.

He leered.

And leered.

And leered.

And then his gaze flicked towards E.

She was watching him from a distance.

Observing.

Judging.

His golden eyes when flicked back towards Winter.

His nares flared in a huff of breath-and then he slumped back down to the ground, and relented.

If only because E was watching.

And because E would want him to do E things.

Like being...social.

And...nice.

And...Not-Him-Things.

Thus, the Indoraptor decided to submit, golden eyes briefly flicking towards the white scaled female. Slowly, cautiously, Winter approached.

Slowly, cautiously, tenderly, she began to preen her alpha, faintly purring all the while.

The Indoraptor merely submitted to the torture, grimacing slightly at her tongue lathering against his black hide.

...He wanted E...

...Oh, well.

He could always dominate her for revenge.

Or stalk her, pounce on her and scare her senseless.

Yes...

...Revenge would be his!

E watched from a distance, a pleased whistle escaping her throat.

Her chest swelled in pride.

Her mate was being so good!

Her mate was learning how to raptor!

Like her kind!

E's attention was briefly drawn away from her mate's torture by Bravo and Storm snapping at one another, throats puffing and hisses cutting through the air.

Talons clashed against thrusting and jabbing talons like rapiers, the pair snapping at one another, talons and teeth bared and legs moving in a dance of piercing knives.

The pair, however, were contesting in a duel of reflexes, and raw power.

A faux battle, meant to draw the the attention of a female's eye.

Specifically-Blue.

The grey and green males were attempting to display how physically fit they were.

How powerful they were.

How they could hold their own in battle, if need be.

Though it was as much fun, as it was a stress relief.

A competition, yet one of good sport.

For their strikes and bites and pounces were well measured, and carefully calculated.

Even as Storm pounced upon Bravo, and the pair tumbled along the ground.

Even as they grey scaled male was vaulted into the air by Bravo's powerful legs, and rolled hard upon the ground.

His talons were swift to find purchase upon the disturbed soil, and turn himself upright.

Storm shook himself, regaining his barings. His scaled lips peeled back in a snarl, jaws snapping and eyes sharp.

Bravo produced a nasally, hawk like scream, killing claws poised.

And then-the males moved forth-

-And booped their heads together, lightly nipping at one another as their bodies rubbed and pressed together.

It was a show of good faith, and no hard feelings.

It was a brief display that E found amusing-and entertaining.

She was unsure if she would be able to perform with such dexterity.

After all, E was unused to the heat of battle-mock or no.

Alas, their competition for Blue's attention when unnoticed.

The grey female was busy sleeping, chest rising and falling to the soft rhythm of her breathing.

E's eyes softened ever so slightly as she saw Blue twitch, scaled lips peeling back and baring her teeth. She writhed and spasmed, soft whimpers and muffled cries for help rumbling from her throat.

E cocked her head, a noise of worry echoing from her throat. The garnet hued female rose from her position upon the ground, joints cracking.

She the strode towards the last living sister, and carefully plopped herself down besides Blue. Her warm scales pressed flush against trembling grey. E's neck craned down, and her moist tongue slipped passed her scaled lips to tenderly lick Blue's head.

Twice.

Thrice.

Attempting to soothe and calm.

Blue's squirming and quivering ceased, and her golden eyes opened.

Her facial muscles fell lax, and a pleased purr escaped her throat.

E crooned softly, nuzzling and preening the blue striped female. She felt Blue press her head firmly against her chest—rest upon her arms. Her body shifted closer, tightly pressing against her own.

Blue was glad to wake from her nightmare.

Having a comforting presence to make things better was just a plus.

E was content to be a living pillow for her partner.

It felt like it was the least she could do.

Rust sat by his lonesome, gnawing upon a deer's antler.

The former alpha was content being alone.

His golden eyes idly flicked from the monster of an alpha—to E and Blue.

Something did not click right.

Smell right.

Rust was fine with being an outsider to pack politics.

No one bothered him, truly.

The only one that did was the pack alpha female.

E was something.

E would come to visit, from time to time.

She would lay down and dit beside him.

At times, she would preen him.

At times, she would not.

Rust was unsure as to why.

Why bother with him?

He was the one who scarred her.

Destroyed her.

Isolated her.

Bullied her.

And yet—E was the only one that bothered to socialize with Rust.

While the other pack members were running around, playing, seeking mates—he was alone.

Rust did not mind being alone.

He just disliked not breeding.

Not having that pleasure.

That release.

He was larger than E.

E could easily overpower her, mount her, and breed her.

Rust could.

But he would not.

He didn't feel like getting his head ripped off by E's freak of a mate.

That, and E was…..something.

Nice?

Yes.

She was nice.

It was nice to have another for company.

Yes, Rust was fine with being a lone male.

That was something different between him and E.

Rust was used to being alone.

E was not.

Even when he was alpha, Rust was always alone.

This was just a new type of loneliness.

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E was swift in her trot, seeking to out pace her dogged pursuer.

Blue's strides were swift and determined. Her nostrils flared, chest heaving in deep, heated breaths.

Their taloned feet punched through a lazily flowing stream, Blue's grey scales pressing heavily against E's garnet.

Her clawed fingers grasped and gripped at E's flank—her hips—attempting to mount her.

E's stride did not falter.

The cobalt striped raptor lose her grip.

But it did not waver her suitor's determination.

Blue was swift in pace, never leaving E's side.

Not even with a pulsing, raging erection between her legs.

The grey raptor resumed to pursue her—his—quarry, moving to once more mount the red female.

E rasped, feeling the former beta's claws rake into her hide, powerful legs attempting to rise and press his weight onto her.

The garnet and white female felt his hips begin to thrust, the smooth and smoldering phallus jabbing and rubbing against an inner thigh. E felt the searing heat quake upon gliding against her scales, the thick girth of Blue's arousal brushing against her lower lips as his hips rose.

Attempting to align, and find purchase in her slowly flushing heat.

E twitched, jaws snapping as she attempted to break free.

Attempted to resist the sexual arousal.

She enjoyed when Blue dominated her.

Mounted her.

Rutted her.

Slammed her hips against hers as fierce as any other male.

But for Blue to be male?

To want to breed her?

Be inside her?

It was as confusing as it was arousing.

Blue's searing heat, pulsing girth and eager length. She could feel warm fluid coat her underbelly and thighs, thick head smearing her white scales.

The grey raptor's hips move carefully, gently, Blue's teeth lightly nipping and biting, grip firm.

E's throat puffed in vexation, and she wiggled and squirmed—and slipped out from under her striped suitor. The former beta's hips instinctively rolled forth in feral jerks of the hips. Blue's arousal jerks and spasmed with each buck, a slight dribble of masculine fluid erupting from the eager head. Anticipating the accepting comfort of a female.

Cold air was felt instead, fluid lazily flowing into the gentle waters below.

Blue released a hiss of frustration, and once more moved to give chase—however limping.

The calm, lazily flowing water of the stream was disturbed by punches of scaled toe and sharp talon to the well rounded rocks of the crick's bed. E did not feel the chill of the waters below.

Her mind was stuck upon the imprinted memory of Blue's arousal sliding along and heating up her thighs.

Imagining the girth.

The want.

The need.

To have another male want her in such a manner-E was not used to such behavior.

Whether Blue was male or female-E was unsure. She did not understand.

Did not entirely care.

But a part of her did.

What if Blue was not as nice to her now?

Gentle?

Caring?

Even in their rutting, there was always a sense of care.

A sense of tenderness.

What if Blue changed, and wasn't...Blue?

Loving.

Patient.

Kind.

What if Blue was like Rust was with Winter?

The garnet hued female could hear Blue's heavy breaths and uneven gait as the grey female-male?-E was confused-trudged along behind her.

E looked back.

She saw Blue's amber eyes glittering and glazed, pupils wide and ever so faintly tinged a crimson hue.

It made her realize how close Blue was-to the point that the blue striped raptor was lightly nipping at her tail.

Then her flank and hips.

Then attempting to move between her thighs-however difficult that was with a moving partner.

E rasped, jaws snapping slightly as she moved to pick up her stride-though it was difficult with her swift walk at its max.

Why did she not run?

That was the question that ran through E's mind.

She could run.

Blue would not be able to catch her.

Right?

But she was allowing him to catch up by not running.

Why?

E was used to the last living sister-brother?-rutting her.

Dominating her.

Thrusting upon her.

Biting her.

It was attractive, even if Blue was female.

But...male?

Blue would do all that-and more.

Blue would be inside her.

Join with her.

But...did E want that?

She had a mate.

Why join with Blue when she had her golden striped male?

Why be a bad mate?

Well...E guessed she was already a bad mate.

There was no worse mate in the world than her.

Confusing.

Everything was confusing.

Why did E feel cold fear in her chest despite the heat between her legs?

Why did E not run when she clearly could, and thus leave her suitor?

Why was Blue a male, when Blue was a female?

When did Blue get a thingy?

E's thoughts were interrupted by the sight-and sound-of a small waterfall up ahead. She did not realize until now that she was funneling herself into the mouth of a slothful deluge from up above. The rounded rocks of the riverbed became larger as she neared the mouth-and it caused her to use more concentration as to not trip and lose her footing.

Blue was beginning to struggle more-and fell behind.

This allowed the red female to be granted some breathing room, water spritzing upon her hide as she drew closer and closer towards the mouth of the falls.

She was quite happy it was not a big water fall-nor a powerful current.

So far, the worse thing than the cold, were the rocks catching upon her claws as she moved in knee deep water.

E's head swiveled left, then right.

The rocky sides would be difficult to climb.

They would be slick and worn down.

And the waterfall's ledge was slightly too tall to leap upon.

And climbing up would mean fighting the currents-however weak.

A clicking noise was produced from the sanguine and white female's throat.

After a brief debate-she pushed herself to endure the numbing chill of the pouring waters to seek succor from her dogged suitor.

To seek escape.

E was hoping for a cave, just behind the falls.

She was met with layer of rock and dirt.

Disappointement and dismay.

E rasped as she felt a warm, muscular tongue heavily slather her sensitive underscales, legs tensing and hips shifting as she tried to get away. She would have thought it was running water that coated her hide and slid of her flanks-tricked herself into thinking that.

But Blue's snout pressing heavily between her legs, hot breath juxtaposing the ever fading chill of the current—his scaled lips brushing and nipping her skin—

E attempted to get away, legs stretching to try and crawl upon a damp rock. Her belly uselessly slid against cold stone, her fingers scratching and clawing at the hard, merciless layer of earth. Her tail flicked and thrashed, thwacking Blue upon the shoulder.

Blue grunted, shaking his head. He blinked, and blinked, and shook his head some more. Seeking to rid his golden gaze from the pouring falls that drenched his hide and ran off his body.

The garnet hued raptor squirmed, attempting to shift her legs, and gain leverage.

The return of Blue's snout pressing against her, nuzzling her lower lips and prying apart her petals—Made E lose her breath. She opened her maw to rasp—to hiss—to do something—anything.

Instead, she felt the grey raptor's snout part her flushed sex—and a tasting, swelling, churning tongue delve deep.

The cool, flowing water hammering their hides and spritzing off their scales was nothing.

The heat between her legs was too much.

A part of Blue being inside her was too much.

A part of her wanted to stop.

To fight.

To run.

To just get away.

But another part wanted to submit.

To let what would happen, happen.

And a part of E just wanted the Blue she knew.

When E found her voice—it was a cry.

A pathetic, unhappy whine.

A mournful whistle.

The red female felt Blue retreat from her.

Heard a confused chitter fill the air over the backdrop of falling currents.

The sanguine and white female heard the scraping of talons she was current resting upon, felt Blue's legs plant beside her. Then felt his chest press firmly against her back.

The water danced along their bodies, running off them like a raging river.

E anticipated to be bred.

She did not anticipate Blue to gingerly, tenderly press his scaled head against hers, and nuzzle her affectionately, lovingly. His tongue carefully, softly licked and kissed her cheek, her mouth, her brow.

Checking to see if the scarred raptor was okay.

Checking to see if she was fine.

E's blue eyes flicked, head lightly turning towards her cobalt striped suitor.

Sapphire met gold.

Amber met blue.

Gone was the glazed lust.

Gone was a single minded desire.

Blue's eyes shone with worry, care, and affection.

It was enough to make E's throat produce a whistle in please.

Her body went lax, tension falling off her muscles.

Blue purred, licking and nuzzling, hands gripping her body and powerful legs tensing. His hips shifted, and E felt the thick head of her suitor's arousal glide along her fragile scales. She shivered as she felt the tip begin to gyrate with the male's hips, carefully, tenderly working to pry apart her delicate lips.

E expected to be bred.

Instead, E once more looked into Blue's amber eyes.

His sharp pupils met her round.

He would not breed her unless she allowed him.

The scarred female trembled.

Her head pressed against his in nuzzle.

Their tongues tied tenderly.

Their breaths intermingled.

Their eyes locked.

He entered into her warmth.

Three eggs lay in a nest of soft grasses and thin branches. The sanguine hued female lay upon them, cream belly pressed flush against fragile shells.

A series of soft, whistling purrs escaped E, neck craning and legs tensing to slightly push herself up. She looked down upon the eggs, small chirps coming from them.

The female raptor's legs shifted, before settling back down.

Her attention was averted upon seeing Blue approach, the cobalt striped male chittering in greeting. He lowered his head, and met E's own in a boop. His body then twisted, and slid along side her own.

Blue then twirled around, and settled upon the ground beside E. The grey raptor's head cocked, and warbled upon hearing small, quiet chirps coming from underneath E.

A quiet, rivetting purr pushed forth from his throat, tail thudding against the ground in excitement.

Amber met blue.

Sapphire met gold.

They could not wait to meet their babies!

The eggs began to chip, and crack—splintering and fracturing—

—E's eyes snapped open, awaking to the sound of something breaking—snapping?

Her head rose, blinking rapidly to chase the sleep from her eyes. Her neck sluggishly swiveled towards the source of the noise—the Indoraptor snapping bones in his jaw, seeking to get any marrow.

He briefly ceased upon noticing E awake. His piercing, golden eyes flashed, heavy tail thumping against the worn soil.

The red female blinked, and produced a gargled noise in response.

She then settled back down, not feeling like rising yet despite it bring high noon.

Her mind raced in confusion, replaying the events in her head again and again.

Blue was male?

But….Blue was female?

And….they bred?

And had babies?

And their babies…..E was excited to see them.

A shame they were in the sleep-world.

Being a mother…..It was not something E thought about.

But it felt nice, in the sleep-world.

To expect something, care for something.

E briefly looked upon the onyx and gold hybrid.

….She would not mind being a mother to the Indoraptor's young.

If Blue was male, she would not mind having a family with her, either.

It was nice while it lasted.

At least E had something to look forward to, next time she slept.

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The soft pattering of two pairs of feet echoed softly along the forest floor. Blue and E walked side by side, close enough to intrude upon the other's personal space, the occasional brush of the leg or shoulder rubbing against the other.

A quiet purr riveted from the cobalt striped raptor's throat. It was a steady, peaceful rumble that was almost too soft to hear.

Tenderly did E's scaled lips brush against Blue's jaw, smooth red brushing against soft grey.

The grey female's purr grew louder as Blue pressed herself against the garnet raptor, amber eyes flicking downward.

The two females were close.

Very close.

And their companionship was beginning to become obvious.

E may not have understood her attraction to Blue.

Blue was not male.

But the grey female had a stripe-and the Indoraptor had a stripe.

They were both striking, and vivid, and attractive.

Both were nice, and caring.

E was unsure how to feel.

Everything was so confusing.

Her mind replayed the events she saw when asleep again and again and again.

Blue was male.

They mated.

They had a family.

But now Blue was female.

Always was female.

Why would she see such things when she had a mate?

Why would she want such things?

The scarred raptor did not comprehend her feelings, nor her instincts.

And her instincts were dominating her mind lately.

Dominating her body.

Telling her to submit, and allow others between her legs.

To allow others to mount and rut until they were spent.

To allow others inside her.

To allow them to fill her.

E did not understand.

She wanted her mate.

But she wanted Blue, too.

She wanted to be a mother.

She would bare both their babies, if she could.

But what of Blue and Bravo?

They were mates, were they not?

As far as she knew, they mated, too.

Right?

But...if E was a bad mate for being with Blue, why did she not think the same thing of Blue if she was doing the same thing?

But then again...Bravo was a bad mate.

He joined with Winter.

Sometimes.

She thought?

E was lucky.

The Indoraptor was a good mate.

He didn't join with any other female except her.

...E would be very upset if he did.

She wouldn't be his special something anymore.

She should stop trysting with Blue.

...But Blue wasn't a male.

...That was better than what Bravo did, right?

...Right?

Everything was so confusing.

It made E's head hurt when she used it too much.

E was not used to being in season.

It was annoying to feel a nigh never ending heat between her legs, greedy and hungry.

So hot and irritated by desire, it hurt.

It was annoying to have her thoughts wander.

To have a male's masculine scent overwhelm her brain and make her submit.

But rather than have her suitor chase her-E was doing the pursuing.

The red female skittering and weaving between the calloused bark of great redwood trees, cerulean eyes locked upon her target.

Enraptured upon the grey sister whose striking cobalt stripes crackled with white rimmed around deep blue.

Blue skid to a halt, body twisting to look upon her suitor. E's swift stride slowed to a brief halt, her eyes sharp and nostrils flaring. The sanguine raptor's blue eyes flicked from the grey female's hips, to her piercing amber eyes.

E's attention was brought back to Blue's hips, the female raising her flanks, lightly gyrating. Her thighs twisted and rubbed against one another, the former beta shamelessly showcasing her flushed and wanting sex.

The garnet hued female trembled, irises quivering. Her breath hitched. She swallowed.

An uneven whistle escaped her white throat.

Her legs shifted in discomfort.

Wanting.

Needing.

E was never more confused.

And a part of her didn't care.

A black taloned leg rose to approach her quarry.

Her sapphire eyes were locked with Blue's honeyed, her eyes half lidded and shadowed with a look.

A knowing look.

A teasing look.

Her eyes fluttered, hips still dancing and swaying.

E's trembling grew worse as she neared Blue—

—And hissed when her quarry ceased her teasing—

—And broke off into a run, Blue's playful barking echoing as she slipped out of view.

E released a rasp of irritation-and gave chase.

Their bodies rolled and tumbled along the forest floor, the pair nipping and thrashing and clawing in mock combat.

In play.

In frisk.

Blue grunted as she found herself pinned, belly pressed flush against E's.

The grey female went to snap her jaws, but found her own clamped shut by jagged teeth, E's black claws gripping her shoulders, powerful legs perched upon the sides of her pinned quarry.

Blue's breath hitched as she felt the dominant female slide her body along hers, back arching as the flushed and heated lower lips of her sex molded with the petals of E's own. E's athletic legs powered the gyrations of her hips, arms flexing to strengthen the force of her rutting.

Her hips danced and back arched in firm, eager thrusts, Blue's throated grunts and strained breath vibrating in her ears.

The garnet female felt the grey raptor's hips gyrate with her own, harder and harder and harder, rougher and rougher and rougher.

E released Blue's snout, mouth agape in ragged pants as her legs tensed to raise her hips-and descend upon the submissive female in a loud crack of flesh upon damp flesh.

E felt a jolt of raw pleasure fire through her body, breath being lost in a tremor of excitement up the spine.

Blue's bark gained an octave in pitch, her legs further splaying to submit to her alpha female. The cobalt striped female went to call.

Opened her mouth to vocalize.

But all that came out was slurred, almost drunken chitter as E's hips remained flush to hers, gyrating roughly in circular motions of raw instinct.

One of Blue's legs kicked furiously in the air, as if in encourage her partner to resume their rutting.

Her tail thrashed, grey fingers tightly gripping the sanguine female, claws digging into E almost painfully.

E's eyes were closed tight, nothing the sound of Blue's ragged pants and excited barking in her ears.

More.

More

More!

More!

Blue's teeth nipped and bit at the dominate female's white throat.

Testing the waters for her turn to dominate.

It was an act E decided she would not tolerate.

The crimson raptor rose her hips into the air upon athletic legs, Blue's twitching leg kicking against her rising flank.

E descended upon Blue.

A high pitch bark was the red female's reward followed by the clap of their hips slapping together, sensitive lower lips molding to the rough kiss and quivering.

Their warm feminine fluids coated their thighs and their underbellies-and E thought her core was so heated-she would explode.

The dominate female felt Blue's leg mindlessly kick in euphoria, the grey sister's amber eyes glazed and saliva welling from her maw.

E then realized something.

Blue liked it when she slammed down on her.

She liked being dominated.

Wanted to be dominated.

E's jaws went towards the former beta's throat, and her hips rose.

Then fell upon Blue with an echoing crack.

Twice.

Thrice.

Each rough fall of her hips caused the grey raptor to cry out in shrill, throated barks, their joined fluids spritzing. Blue's back was rubbed into the disturbed earth with each downward thrust.

Her leg kicked wildly, and hit the crest of E's flank with each feral arch of her back.

Alpha was dominating her.

Alpha was dominating her.

Alpha was dominating her.

A fourth crack.

Blue's bark was slurred and messy, claws digging so hard into E's skin, they threatened to pierce.

A fifth crack.

Blue's maw was agape.

E felt a gush of warm, feminine fluid against her heated scales.

A sixth crack.

The red female felt a second gush of warmth spread against her underbelly.

A seventh crack.

The alpha female's jaw hung slack, eyes rolled upward as her hips rolled and allowed her body to release.

E felt Blue's kicking leg cease as her own bucking hips slowed save for the twinge of feral instinct commanding them to thrust, however haphazardly.

Softened.

Sluggish.

And them completely slowed.

The sanguine female felt Blue tremble, her body falling lax. Her raised leg rested against the crest of her hip.

Their bellies were flush together, underbellies and thighs slick with their nectars.

E's legs quivered and burned with fatigue, even as she lay upon her partner.

She could feel Blue's chest heave in swift, labored breaths, her heart hammering against her chest.

The red raptor was not sure whose heart was beating faster-hers, or Blue's.

For a long time, nothing but the sounds of their ragged pants and the thick scent of their musk filled the air.

A quiet purr rivetted from Blue's throat, soft and gentle. Her golden eyes were half lidded, and she licked and nuzzled against the smooth, soft scales of E's neck.

The dominant female flicked her gaze towards the striped raptor.

A whistled coo slipped passed her lax maw.

E closed her eyes, and pressed the side of her head against Blue's in a nuzzle.

She needed to rest.

Her legs were tired.

E was not a male.

But she was behaving like a male.

Her hips rolled forth, governed by instinct.

The instinct to dominate.

The instinct to breed.

The instinct to buck and jerk her hips against the submissive female upon her.

Slaps of flesh echoed in the air, the moonlight breaking through the trees.

The stars dotted the skies.

The night was cold, E's breath escaping her heated maw in white wisps.

The chorus of insects sang in the trees.

Blue's grunts and rasps and barks echoed in the red and white raptor's ears.

The dominant female's black clawed fingers gripped Blue's hips harder, cerulean eyes locked upon Blue's amber.

Her eyes shone with a sheen of lust.

Raw desire, governed by the instinct to breed.

To be bred.

The cobalt striped female enjoyed being mounted.

E could see it in her eyes.

She could hear it in the sister's cries.

Hips raised to submit to her suitor, Blue's breath was hot and ragged, chest heaving as she bounced lightly to the force of the red female's thrusts.

E was acting like a male.

Yet she was not a male.

Perhaps this was how the Indoraptor felt when he bred her?

Powerful.

Dominant.

Hips moving with purpose-to breed.

To give and receive pleasure.

To impregnate.

E was not a male.

But if she was-She would gladly give Blue every drop of her seed.

Fill her.

Flood her.

Claim her.

Fill her belly with eggs.

To give her everything that her amber eyes were begging from her.

E was not male.

But she would rut Blue as good as any damn male.

Blue was acting different.

E idly watched as the grey female was busy tilling the earth with a killing claw, scaled toes upturning the earth.

She kicked up soil, and dug-a shallow hole in the cool, damp ground.

The red female watched from a distance, head cocking in curiosity.

She briefly turned towards the Indoraptor. His piercing gold eyes watching the grey female as well, however slightly.

His eyes flicked to E upon seeing his mate staring. Looking upon him with confusion.

The hybrid's nares flared in a snort of dismissal.

If something did not involve his mate or himself-he did not care what strange things his pack members did.

Thus, the onyx and gold male settled himself back down to doze under the noon sun.

Upon seeing her mate care less and fall asleep, E's blue eyes once more flicked towards Blue.

Her head warbled, circular pupils narrowing.

E did not understand what the cobalt striped raptor was doing.

Digging something.

Gathering soft moss and grasses-and making a bedding.

A nest?

...A nest!

...A nest?

The red and cream colored female cocked her head in perplexion.

Why was Blue building a nest?

Did Bravo breed her?

Should E be building a nest, too?

A sudden wave of anxiousness, and nervousness came over the alpha female.

Should she build a nest?

That's what good mates did, right?

Build nests?

For eggs?

But E didn't have any eggs if she built her nest!

She didn't even have a nest built!

Bad mate!

Bad mate!

She was a bad mate!

She needed to be a good mate like Blue and build a nest for her mate, too!

The Indoraptor was quite confused.

First Blue built a nest.

Then E built a nest.

Though E's nest looked less like a carefully crafted earth-home and more like a comet hit the earth and blew of hole out of the soil.

Actually-E made several nests.

One nest was horribly shallow, with only the grass severed from the earth. The tilling from her claws was swift and random, the ground soft yet lumpy.

One nest was too deep, a pile of upturned earth laying to the side.

E finally settled upon a nest that was not too shallow nor too deep.

Nor too thin of width, nor too thick of girth.

The Indoraptor did not understand.

Why build a nest?

It must have been a female thing.

But it did not stop the hybrid from approaching in curiosity, a serpentine hiss escaping his guttural throat. His taloned fingers drummed along the ground in thought, a clawed hand raising.

His fingers curled and grasped at the air.

His knuckles cracked and popped as he moved them.

Thinking.

Debating.

Should he help?

Or watch?

The hybrid did not understand what E was doing.

He did not understand the purpose of nests.

But Blue and E seemed to know what they were for.

Eggs-but-

-They had no eggs?

Perhaps it was for something else?

E's attention was drawn from her favored nest, to the Indoraptor as he approached.

Her posture shifted from one of optimism-hopeful-seeking approval.

Her sapphire eyes shone, tail wagging slightly.

The hybrid cocked his head, a noise of confusion slipping passed his jagged teeth. His swan like neck lowered, and he bent down to inspect E's current nest, sharp pupils narrowing.

He did not know what he was looking at.

And there was a rock in it?

The Indoraptor's amber eyes flicked towards E.

Then to the nest.

Back to E.

Then to the rock.

Slowly, a clawed hand reached into the nest.

Calloused, scaled fingers grabbed the grey rock, and he pulled it out of the soil and into the light. His wrist twisted as he inspected the object.

An uninteresting object-but a thing E seemed to hold important.

Once more, the Indoraptor did not understand what he was looking at.

Thus, he dropped it, a dull thud ringing out as the stone hit grass.

E rasped, clawed hands moving to grasp the stone.

She would then take a step or two backwards, and upon being over the nest, would carefully place the stone down within cool soil. She would then lower herself to sit upon the adopted stone.

A chirp rang out from her throat.

A noise of please-and arguably, contentment.

The hybrid cocked his head once again.

He did not understand what E was doing-but she was happy.

He supposed that was all that mattered.

Blue approached E whilst the red female was sitting upon her nest.

The cobalt striped raptor held soft grasses and moss within her jaws.

It was a gift for the nest.

E whistled a chirp in approval, lifting herself off the nest.

The grey female was swift to plant the bedding around the rock, acting as if it were a real egg.

E's tail wagged slightly, and she booped the former beta in thanks.

Blue would be a good mommy!

She was really good with nests and rock care!

The garnet and white female was pleased, indeed.

Time passed, and E noticed Blue was different.

She was gaining weight.

She was having trouble eating.

She would wretch, and vomit up food.

Bravo would remain by her side, and nudge food towards her.

To attempt to get her to eat.

Winter would sit by Blue's side, and preen the last living sister.

E would just fidget in worry, and nervousness, and anxiety.

She hoped Blue would be better, soon.

Blue was in pain!

Blue was in pain!

Blue was in pain!

An egg!

An egg!

An egg!

Members of the pack were crowded around a fatigued Blue-who was currently laying beside her moss laden nest. A single, pearl white egg lay nestled in soft grasses, still slick with its mother's fluids.

The grey female lay, breath fatigued and body weak. Despite this, her amber eyes were half lidded, and locked upon her egg.

Her first, special egg.

A strained purr rivetted from Blue's throat, ignoring the activity around her.

Nothing existed in this moment, except Blue, and her special, precious egg.

Bravo stood beside mother and egg, switching his attention from mate to newly laid egg. He was purring loudly, quite pleased upon having his mate lay an egg! His egg, no doubt! Ha!

Bravo was a daddy!

Yay!

The green male with golden accents couldn't stop his tail from wagging in excitement.

He lowered himself to tenderly, gingerly nuzzle Blue, tongue lashing out to give a kiss. He then turned his attention towards his egg-child.

He was so excited, he didn't know who to shower with love!

Winter was busy looking upon the egg, nostrils flaring. Her tail wagged, and she turned her attention to Blue-scaled lips nipping and softly preening her fatigued body.

Storm was next to her, merely taking in the sight.

The energy within the pack was one of excitement, and happiness.

And when E neared Blue, the grey female's tail thumped against the ground despite her fatigue.

The red and white female crooned, and booped her head against Blue's, snouts pressing together in a nuzzle. Blue's purring could be felt vibrating against her skin.

Amber met blue.

Sapphire met gold.

E could see the former beta's eyes shine with love, affection and happiness.

This moment was very special for Blue.

E was proud!

Blue was a good nest maker!

A good rock-carer!

And now a mother!

E couldn't be more proud of Blue!

The crimson hued female flicked her gaze towards her approaching mate, the Indoraptor skulking and crawling towards the commotion.

Curious, yet wary.

His nares flared, picking up the almost familiar scent of a female in heat.

And blood.

But...His amber eyes narrowed, pupils sharpening.

He looked upon a single egg that lay within the nest.

Slowly, cautiously, carefully, his neck lowered, and his gnarled jaws moved closer towards the egg to inspect.

A moment of recognition ignited within the hybrid's eyes.

Blue made a nest.

And then she laid an egg.

E made a nest, too!

The hybrid's head shot up, intense gaze upon E.

Tic by tic, his facial muscles twisted into a jagged smile.

Not one of sadism-sexual or no-for once.

But one of hope.

E rasped slightly as she felt the Indoraptor boop her shoulder, nuzzling and rubbing against her. His weight caused the female to stumble slightly, and she felt his guttural purrs resonate along her body.

The red female whistles and chirped in please, returning the affection, her scaled head pressing against his quilled.

Who knew seeing an egg could make her mate so happy?

And it wasn't even theirs!

E couldn't wait to have an egg of her own!

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The Indoraptor meandered lazily through the forest. The onyx and gold hybrid skulked through the slightly worn path, body brushing against ferns and grasses petting against his belly. The scent of pollen and blooming flowers hung in the air.

The day was warm from the sun, yet cool in the shade.

The alpha skulked and crawled, piercing pupils flicking.

Glancing at the various colors of life.

Feeling soft leaves and petals brush against his hide—So soft he almost could not feel them.

The striking and athletic male was being followed by E, the alpha female quietly pattering behind him.

The onyx and gold hybrid was well aware.

Even whilst following, E was the target of his nefarious antics.

The garnet female grunted slightly as the tip of his tail thwacked against her snout.

Again.

A hiss of vexation rumbled from E's white throat, lips peeling back into a snarl.

The Indoraptor briefly looked back at his small mate with a twist of his neck.

His piercing, predatory eyes flashed with a tinge of amusement.

His scaled lips twisted in a gnarled, jagged grin.

Another rough pat of the tail to E's brow, and the scarred female snapped her jaws.

She only bit air.

E's circular pupils became locked upon the dancing tip of her mate's tail above her head. Her jaws snapped as it neared, as if a fish to a lure. Alas, E found herself too short.

Her eyes remained locked upon her target.

Her athletic legs tensed whilst she walked, readying to unleash her genetic power.

She watched.

And waited.

Anticipated.

Then leapt.

A high pitched yelp escaped from the male. He leapt in start, twisting to face his assailant. E's body crouched low, posture one of play. A rasp escaped her, tail wagging and eyes alight with mirth.

The Indoraptor appeared less amused, a serpentine hiss slipping passed his jagged jaws.

His powerful jaws snapped in an echoing clap that broke the peace of the surround wood.

His piercing, amber eyes narrowed, and leered.

And then one of his taloned hands rose. and gave a light swat at the red female. E rasped, ducking the swipe as her legs lowered—and then vaulted in a wide arc—and then a feline leap.

Once more, her jaws met air as the Indoraptor side stepped away, saving the tip of his tail from knife like teeth.

A deep chortle escaped the hybrid, gnarled maw opening in a series of excited hisses. His talons flashed, and he rose upon his hind legs, nigh doubling his height.

E's mock whistle of war was low and haunting, neck craning to look upon her now very tall mate.

The Indoraptor crouched so much, E forgot how large he truly was.

It was striking!

It was attractive!

Her male was so large and powerful!

She was lucky to have him.

The red and white female then crouched low, hips shaking as her athletic legs tensed. Like a feline preparing to strike.

A tense moment of silence as E sized up her quarry.

In a shrill screech, the alpha female shot up and charged forth.

She expected many things.

She did not expect her large mate to turn—and in a graceful, feline leap—ascend into one of many low laying tree branches.

Once more E leapt in an attempt to give chase.

Once more, E only ate air.

The sound of black claws scraping against aged wood.

The cracks of branches unable to support his weight rang in her ears. They fell to the ground around her, leaves dancing in their descent.

The scarred female warbled her head upwards, a low, idly hiss slipping passed her lips. Her killing claws flicked, fingers clenching and unclenching.

Her circular pupils widened, and her eyes narrowed into a squint.

Attempting to see the blackened form of her male.

Attempting to see a shimmer of vivid gold among browns and greens and reds.

A series of chortled hisses sounded from above.

The Indoraptor was laughing at her.

The red and white female flared her nostrils in a snort.

In a quiet, whistled chitter, E turned her head, and then the rest of her body away.

She then began to patter off further down the path.

She could hear the cracking of branches up above every so often—which gradually became less and less.

Either her mate ceased his following, and found other prey, or he had learned how to stalk from the trees with greater stealth.

The water was cool and crisp as it flowed along her lips, molding around her serrated teeth and chilling her tongue.

E's throat muscles bobbed whilst she drank.

And then coughed, and hacked.

She shook her head, throat muscles bobbing once more as she attempted to swallow the ball in her throat.

It would not go down.

At times, she felt it.

Sometimes it bothered her when she swallowed too hard, or ate too much in one swallow. And when she breathed hard and deep from excitement—it was like a vice upon her neck. Like something was inside, choking her and warping her calls.

It was why E disliked confrontation.

Why E disliked fighting, and exerting too much energy when hunting.

It got harder to breathe if she ran too often, and too hard.

Then she would need to rest, and calm herself down.

At least when mating—the discomfort was worth it.

The pleasure was worth it.

The intimacy was worth it.

E's thoughts drifted towards Blue.

She should visit, and see if things were okay. Last E saw, Bravo was by her side.

She wondered—

—E's thoughts were interrupted as she felt a light brushing upon her flank.

In a startled squawk, the sanguine hued alpha twisted her neck, eyes alert and wide.

Nothing was there.

E's scaled lips squinted, eyes flicking to and fro. There was nothing but the calmness of a silently thriving forest, shaded and well stocked with ground foliage.

Again, a brushing against her scaled scalp.

E's head snapped forward, jaws snapping lightly. Her nares flared in vexation, a whistled growl rupturing from her throat.

Nothing but the small, babbling stream, and more shaded wood on the other side. E felt the calm, cool breeze caress her scales, water dribbling from her jaw.

She then craned her neck skyward upon hearing a serpentine chortle.

The Indoraptor perched above her, as if an ave of prey. His tail flicked, horrifying and uneven teeth ever on display. They were faintly stained crimson, a strip of flesh nestled between them at the gum. Tic by tic, his jagged teeth further flashed in a predator's smile, amber eyes alight and pupils sharp.

The female raptor's weight shifted, and her taloned feet stomped upon the ground, an irritated rasp escaping her throat.

E was rewarded by a light bat of the Indoraptor's clawed hand against her snout.

She grunted quietly, closing her eyes and shaking her head.

A heavy thud and quake of the ground beside her indicated her mate leapt down to join.

A boop of his quilled head against hers.

A deep, guttural purr that E felt vibrate from the hybrid's throat.

E's agitation melted away as she felt her mate apologize.

A pleased croon escaped her, and E pressed back harder against the Indoraptor's skeletal head. He relented to her, swan like neck bending to her will. E's neck and back slide against his chin, then her tail—which she playfully thwacked against his mouth.

The female's stride halted, mind dimming as she became lost in thought. Her eyes idly, blankly became lost in the soft flow of the crick.

Her mind replayed the events of Blue pursuing her.

Seeking to mount her.

Breed her.

Impregnate her.

They had eggs.

Babies.

If Blue were male, E would gladly allow her belly to be a home to Blue's eggs.

But Blue was not male.

Just as E was not male—but if she were, she would gladly breed Blue again—

—And again—

—And again—

—And again—

—And again—

—And give Blue her eggs.

They were confusing thoughts.

Thoughts E didn't understand.

Just as E wanted the Indoraptor to give her eggs.

She wanted him to be the father if her babies.

Just as Bravo was the father of Blue's egg-baby.

Blue had an egg.

Why did E not have eggs, yet?

She and her mate tried.

They joined multiple times.

Sometimes several times a day.

Sometimes in front of the whole pack.

Why was—

E's thoughts were once more broken by the Indoraptor producing a short, choppy bark.

The alpha female turned towards her mate.

The hybrid's gaze narrowed upon an intruder, his nostrils flaring.

A white face was barely visible among the shaded, green foliage, blue eyes shining forth.

Winter was watching the pair from a distance, hiding.

She was caught.

E blinked, head warbling. A quiet whistle of breath escaped her throat. A hoarse rasp honked out from her cream throat.

A call meant to beckon.

A call meant to come hither.

An air pregnant with uncertainty, and anxiety filled the air.

For a long time, Winter did not move.

Then, at long last, she did.

Slowly, cautiously, did Winter step out if her shaded foliage, rough branches scraping against white scales.

Low slung to the ground and in a submissive posture, Winter awaited her alphas' verdicts.

E cocked her head, neck warbling as she looked upon the white female in confusion.

Why was Winter hiding whilst watching them?

Why did she seem nervous and fearful?

Did she treading upon their privacy?

Winter found the Indoraptor attractive.

E was not blind—nor stupid.

She saw the nervous glances Winter gave her when the lesser female was near the alpha male.

She saw how anxious Winter was—fearful of pushing the boundaries too far—and drawing E's ire.

Yet…..Still…E understood why Winter acted so.

The white raptor was lonely.

Her mate that she once thought as her mate—was not her mate.

Bravo chose Blue over Winter.

Chose Blue, despite Bravo and Winter having more history.

E couldn't entirely understand Winter's pain.

She could understand the pain of loneliness.

But not the pain of having a mate—but then losing her mate to another female.

E would not like that.

She would not like losing the Indoraptor to another female.

That would make her very, very sad.

E would have been a very bad mate, then to have lost him.

But was Winter a bad mate?

Hmmm…..No.

Bravo was the cheating one.

The sanguine female's blue eyes flicked towards her mate. He appeared to be indifferent towards his white subordinate.

Neither seeking to ward her off, nor accept her presence.

E produced a whistled trill of approval—a call that signaled Winter could approach.

Draw near and join them.

Slowly, hesitantly, cautiously, Winter rose from her submissive position.

With a quiet, quivering chitter, the white raptor neared and joined them.

The Indorator's nares flared and his quills briefly became erect. His piercing eyes narrowed upon Winter.

She did not make eye contact.

Other than leering upon her, the hybrid gave no other indication of acknowledging her. With a low yet riveting bellow, the onyx and gold male turned from the females, and he began to creep and skulk away.

The sanguine alpha's head pivoted in a fluid twist of the neck as she watched her mate take his leave. E's oceanic irises then flicked towards the white female, circular pupils narrowing.

The alpha female then turned, and pattered after her male.

Winter paused, before following as well.

E knew why Winter was staying so close.

Winter would be in season soon, once again.

And she was eyeing her mate.

E didn't mind keeping the other female around to give her companionship, but she could not stop the quiet noise in worry from escaping her throat.

E did not want Winter to steal her mate.

Period.

The red and white raptor, however, could not help but be worried and jealous.

Winter had more experience with males than she did.

What if Winter was better at mating?

What if her mate like joining with her better?

And then the Indoraptor would leave her?

What if the Indoraptor started paying attention to Winter?

A feeling of dread, and anxiety spread throughout E's chest in a cold chill.

When Winter fell into season—E would just need to compete.

For now, she was content to wedge herself between the Indoraptor and his dogged admirer.

When the trio returned towards their bedding site, the Indoraptor was quite swift to seek succor in the trees.

Much like a lounging feline, the onyx and gold hybrid sprawled himself atop a thick, sturdy branch. His tail hung limp in gentle flicks, head rested upon the crooked forearm.

His golden, predatory eyes lazily scanned the activity below.

Watching.

Observing.

Analyzing as his mate neared Blue—the grey female brooding upon her single egg.

Inspected as the two females nuzzled and brushed their snouts against one another.

Longer, gentler, more genuine than a typical greeting.

Briefly did he see a lick of moist tongue against grey cheek.

Then a tender nip of teeth against white jaw.

Displays of greeting and affection that were not normal.

Affection and displays that were used for mateship.

The Indoraptor tilted his head in curiosity as he watched.

Something was amiss between the two.

He had noticed—and it confused him.

E and Blue were close.

Buy why?

At first, the hybrid just assumed E was being E—friendly.

But then he noticed a pattern.

When Blue and E would leave, and return, both females would smell of heat.

He did not think much of it, at first.

His female was in season—and it was his duty to breed her.

Thus, the Indoraptor did.

Publicly.

Because he could.

And the last time both were in heat—He realized whilst breeding E—Blue looked away.

Looked away, and refuted her lesser male's advances.

The alpha male found it confusing.

He did not understand what was going on.

The Indoraptor just knew something was amiss.

It felt good to feel Blue's scales upon hers again.

E felt bad for leaving Blue alone for so long.

Bravo did not appear to be anywhere in sight.

Perhaps he was hunting?

The red female lowered her snout to the cobalt striped female's belly, wanting to see her egg.

Blue allowed, carefully rising off the nest.

The single egg lay within soft moss, perfect in shape and pure of color.

E's pupils widened and she drew closer.

Her snout carefully nuzzled the egg, nares flaring.

It smelled like Blue.

Only Blue.

Was she brooding her egg ever since it was laid?

Was Bravo not helping brood?

A whistled chitter of concern and nervousness clicked from the alpha's throat.

She pulled away, sapphire eyes looking at Blue.

Observing.

Analyzing.

She heard the rumble of an empty belly from the grey female, and noticed her lips and tongue seemed dry.

E's nares flared, scaled lips peeling back in a vexed snarl as recognition glowed in her eyes.

Bravo was not helping Blue at all!

Bad mate!

Bad father!

E then gently pressed her body against Blue's, pressing firmly, urging her to relieve her post.

To relinquish her duties to another, and tend to herself.

The last living sister was hesitant at first.

But she relented, and carefully stepped over and away from her precious egg.

E took one step forward over the nest—then another. She could feel Blue's amber eyes upon her.

When the red female lowered her body, she was slow—careful and gentle.

E felt the shell of the egg press against her white belly.

She shifted her legs, adjusting her weight.

She then looked at the former beta—and chirped.

Blue's head warbled, and then a pleased croon slipped from her throat.

With a brief kiss of tongue upon scaled eye ridge in thanks—Blue was swift to skitter away.

E would remain, vigilant to tend to the egg ad if it were her own.

E would need to tend to her rock-egg, soon.

E was a bad rock-mother.

The alpha remained upon the nest.

Her legs tensed, and briefly rose. Her neck craned down to inspect the single egg.

To make sure she was not accidentally crushing it.

Cracking it.

Breaking it.

Satisfied, E settled back down upon the mossy nest.

When the sanguine female noticed Bravo return—She expected him to return with quarry from a hunt. Prey to provide for Blue.

But E did not see any caught prey in sight.

Rather, the aftermath of breeding assaulted her nares.

The feminine scent of a female's heat was coated between with thighs, mixed with the white of his seed that dribbled down his thick, muscular legs.

E's throat puffed, and her lips peeled back in a snarl.

She was not happy.

Bravo should have been providing for Blue whilst she was roosting.

Instead, he was rutting and flinging his thingy willy nilly!

E didn't recognize the female's scent—another of their kind?

It didn't matter.

E was unhappy with Bravo.

And Bravo was unhappy with E.

Indeed, the green male was quite upset the not-mother of his egg was on his nest!

The only one sitting on the nest should be Blue!

Bravo approached in three swift stride, barking and snapping at E, attempting to get her off the nest.

E doubled down, head snapping forward as her jaws echoed and clapped in warning.

She was not moving!

Bravo was a bad mate!

Bravo was a bad father!

He didn't deserve to see Blue's egg!

The green male's nasally hisses and trills grew more irate, and his teeth bit and nipped at the intruder's back and scalp.

E refused to move.

And then she felt Bravo's weight move upon her, as if mounting her. E screeched as his felt piercing teeth bite harshly upon both sides on the back of her head. She felt Bravo's strength as he pulled her upwards—backwards, E's arms flailing as she felt him kick upon both sides of her belly.

Searing pain like hot knives warmed her belly—yet E did not relinquish her duty.

She was too afraid of Bravo kicking the egg were she to move.

More searing pain to the belly.

More pressure, more piercing to the head.

E could feel a grinding, a cracking in her head.

E didn't think to cry for help—not at first.

She was alpha.

Alpha wasn't in danger, right?

Bravo would stop, right?

E only thought to call for help when she could not.

The pain stole her breath away.

He didn't stop kicking.

He didn't stop biting.

Her belly felt so warm and hot.

His breath was moist, his teeth like jagged stone.

E was afraid he wouldn't stop.

E was afraid she'd feel more, and more and more pain.

What if the pain didn't stop—never stopped?

E's arms jerked and tensed and spasmed with his kicks.

Her breath hitched and gasped.

Her calls gurgled pathetically in her throat.

Tears welled.

The ball grew larger—tighter—

—She couldn't breathe.

A pained shriek from above—

The weight was gone.

The teeth were gone.

The talons kicking into her belly were gone.

Bravo found his head wedged between the jagged jaws of the Indoraptor, the onyx and gold hybrid releasing a heated, guttural bellow from his throat.

The green male hissed and kicked, and found himself lifted up off of E.

His body dangled despite his desperate struggles as the alpha male rose upon his hide legs. Baleful talons gripped the offender's flailing limbs, a clawed finger gouging into one of Bravo's eyes.

Weak, strained whimpers trickled in harsh hitches of breath from the green male, legs mindlessly, desperately kicking in an attempt to get away.

Rage and madness dampened the hybrid's eyes with a glazed luster.

At first—He thought Bravo was mounting E

Breeding E.

Raping his E.

But it was worse.

Much.

Worse.

His E's blood was on the defiler's talons!

His E's blood!

Usurper!

Bastard!

Defiler!

Pathetic subordinate usurping his status!

Challenging his alphaship!

Forgetting his place!

Bravo's cry of horror and pain was cut short as he was slammed harshly upon the ground. Something cracked in him.

Jagged, piercing teeth cut deep into a thigh.

He could feel the alpha's jaws hitting his bone.

Could feel the teeth scraping.

A jerk of the head—and Bravo was tossed into the air.

He landed brutally upon the ground, dirt and rock scraping against his scales as he slid. His talons and clawed fingers desperately sought to find purchase—enough to rise.

Enough to escape.

A sharp, stabbing, burning pain was in Bravo's eye—the one he could no longer see out of.

Bravo attempted to rise.

He was held down by a taloned hand instead.

The Indoraptor would put him in his place.

No one harmed his something.

And Bravo would never forget that lesson.

E breathed in ragged breaths. Her belly burned and stung on both sides, sharp, stabbing pains on her head.

Her belly felt warm and wet.

She felt warm blood running down her head.

Slowly, hesitantly, E rose ever so slightly on trembling legs.

Her white belly was smeared sanguine, blood coating and clumping upon the moss of the nest.

Bravo's talons stung deep.

But the egg was safe.

Safe and—

—Oh, no!

Oh, no!

Egg-Baby was wet and red!

E was making Egg-Baby dirty!

Baby-Egg needed to be cleaned!

Blue's egg was all that mattered to E.

E would bend down with a pained groan, tongue moving to clean.

She never meant to make a mess…

She tasted the iron of her own life blood.

She never meant to make a mess…

The egg was all that mattered.

E hoped Blue wouldn't be mad.

…She would need to sit on the egg soon.…

It suddenly got so cold…

…..E hoped Blue wouldn't be mad….

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Once more, like before, the dynamic of the pack changed.

Winter was in season.

And E could do little but watch as the white female showcased herself to any male present.

Shamelessly.

More so-her mate.

In truth, the pickings for a good mate were slim.

Bravo was still suffering in the aftermath of the Indoraptor's rage.

It was astonishing the green male with flecks of gold was still alive-in truth.

The onyx and gold hybrid was merciful.

Or sadistic-enjoying his would be rival writhe upon the ground in pain.

Contorting in shock and horror.

He was half blind from her mate's talons gorging his eye.

He was injured, and hurt.

It was both a lesson-and a reminder.

Of who the alpha male was.

And of why no one-

-No one-

-Hurt his female.

It was a display of force-authority-and affection.

One that E took quite the pride upon, in truth.

Because it showed her mate was strong.

Her mate was powerful.

Her mate was fit.

And here she was-laying upon the ground, cuts burning and white belly drying with her own blood.

Unable to reward her mate for defending her.

At least the red and white female could take solace in the fact that the Indoraptor was laying beside her, larger body curled and quilled head pressed against her underbelly. His thick and muscular tongue was tending to her wounds, warm and moist puffs of breath softly numbing the sharp sting of her lacerations.

It was an odd sight to behold-the hybrid being caring, and gentle.

He rarely was to anyone else.

Anyone save for E.

The onyx and gold hybrid's predatory gaze shone with a flicker of concern, pupils wide as he cleaned and soothed his injured mate.

E did her best to ignore the warm blood that stained his teeth and claws.

She did her best to ignore the strip of green scale caught between tooth and gum.

She did her best to ignore the antics of a Winter in heat-who set her sights upon her male.

Indeed, the white female's blue eyes settled upon the striking hybrid.

The Indoraptor was powerful.

The Indoraptor was strong.

The Indoraptor could be kind, and caring, and loving.

He could be as tender as he was dominant.

And Winter found that attractive.

It did not help that the male was exotic.

And the thought of being bred by such a male in and of itself lit her core on fire.

Yes.

It was no secret that the white female wanted the black raptor kin.

Getting his attention-and keeping his attention-would be the most difficult part.

The Indoraptor grunted as he felt a scaled head boop his shoulder, followed by warm and smooth scales glide along his own. Winter was rubbing against him like a feline in heat-purposely rubbing her shoulder and back upon him, belly low slung. Her hips swayed in such a way to accentuate her damp inner thighs and heated sex.

It was an affection the Indoraptor attempted to ignore-and focus upon the preening and cleaning of E's sanguine tainted belly.

But the scent of her season was powerful.

Mind numbing.

Intoxicating.

The Indoraptor was not used to smelling the musk of females.

E was his first.

E was special.

E was his.

His first female that he indulged himself upon in scent-taste-and warmth.

It was a special intimacy that was just that.

Unique.

Special.

But to smell that same intoxicating feminine scent of another female?

It was just like E's-But so much different.

Winter didn't smell like E.

But it was just as alluring.

The Indoraptor would feel Winter rub and nudge herself firmer, harder, against him with each pass. More of her warm body pressed up against his armored hide and imprinted upon his tingling skin.

She was trying to get more and more underneath him with each pass.

More and more, little by little-wedge herself against his chest.

Under an arm.

Under his chin.

Under his side.

The Indoraptor could see the quiet leer of E's sapphire eyes narrowed into a squint. Her scaled lips peeled back, sharp teeth bared and throat swelling in irritation. A whistled hiss slithered through knife like fangs. Her killing claws flexed, and her taloned fingers dug and raked.

She was irritated.

Annoyed.

Vexed.

More than that.

E was angry.

Angry that attention from another female was causing an erection to swell between his thighs, and jab into E's belly as it slipped between her own thighs due to how close they were.

Angry that the attention from another female was causing his sex to pulse and swell with excitement-and desire.

Angry that the attention from another female was causing his arousal to already seep masculine fluid from the jagged tip.

And angry that Winter would simply not cease her advances upon her mate.

And angry that the Indoraptor was becoming excited when only E was supposed to make him so!

It was special!

It was their special something!

It wouldn't be special anymore if he joined with Winter!

What if he liked Winter more than her?

What if E lost the Indoraptor like Winter lost Bravo to Blue?

E could feel the warm and vigorous pulsing of his sex throb against her belly.

She felt the Indoraptor's licks of the tongue become more interested-more tilitating-as he drew his tongue lower and lower.

Seeking between her own thighs.

Seeking to lather her tender, lower lips with his tongue-and pry apart her soft petals.

It was an act E did not entirely appreciate.

She was hurt.

She was pained.

She was angry.

She didn't feel like having to deal with her mate between her legs.

But at the same time-E also figured-the Indoraptor being between her legs was better than than him being between Winter's.

Winter was quite upset the alpha male was ignoring her. Thus, she attempted a different tactic. The white female then shifted her body, and showcased herself towards her unfortunate suitor.

Her athletic legs bounced up and down as she attempted to get the alpha's attention.

Briefly did the Indoraptor's amber eyes flick towards Winter's raised hips.

His arousal pulsed in excited vigor.

His arteries fluttered.

His eyes rimmed red.

His body trembled.

Because as much as he hated to admit it-He wanted Winter.

It was something that was screaming at him.

Deep within his genetic code.

His nares flared in deep intakes of breath, nostrils flaring and capturing her scent.

His tongue delved forcefully and urgently pried apart E's lower lips-harsh enough in his desperation that he felt E rasp and her legs tense.

He wanted his mate's scent to drown out Winter's feminine musk.

He wanted E to drown out the temptation.

The Indoraptor wanted to go back to a time where things were simple-and there was no want for another female.

E's whistled pants and deep intakes of breath filled the air as she felt her mate delve and churn deep in her warmth. Her eyes briefly flicked to Winter-whose gaze lingered and shone with disappointment-and defeat.

E would take this victory as she decided to further reward her mate-and solidify her position.

Her tongue would lick and her snout would nuzzle against the barbed length and spearing tip.

She felt the Indoraptor shudder, and heard his breath hitch.

As she expanded her maw to accept him into her mouth-E's eyes flicked to Winter.

Seeing her opposition defeated, E could not help but feel pride swell within her chest.

She may have won the battle-but the war was not over.

Her mate's loyalty was cemented.

For now.

Until Winter's next plan of attack.

E's sapphire eyes then flicked elsewhere.

She noticed Blue staring from upon the mound that was her nest.

E's gaze swiftly skittered away.

Yes.

The battle was won today.

But at what cost?

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Hello everyone!

This is basically a long ass status note with rambling thoughts and maybe a complex breakdown on character actions and antics in Instincts.

What I am currently working on:

Evergreen

Evergreen is post Beautifully Broken and the sister to Genetic Horror.  Evergreen picks up where Beautifully Broken will end.

Chapter Two is E's death chapter!

Don't like E?

Congratulations!

What I plan to work on after Evergreen's Chapter Two:

Instincts

What will the next chapter (or next few chapters) of Instincts contain?

If I am honest in very, very crude plot points:

• The Indoraptor breeding Winter
• Maybe in front of E (Maybe literally right in front of her face because these raptors have no sense of personal space giving E the unfortunate view of unashamed coitus)
• E gets mad, and is helpless to try and break up the breeding
• Winter gloats at her victory and further asserts dominance over E (You can take that as you will--I don't care)
• The Indoraptor generally focuses on Winter and ignores/neglects E for quite some time
• E eventually has a fit and attacks the Indoraptor during one of his breedings to try and stop the mating
• This results in E being overpowered and forcibly bred by the Indoraptor
• Blue attempts to intervene
• Things do not go well
• Feeling that their mate ship bond is severed, and not feeling safe around the Indoraptor anymore--E fucks off and leaves the pack
  • Much to an unhappy Blue
• E reverts to her old ways of being packless, and trying to find companionship in other animals.
  • More than likely male
    • You can take that as you will
• The Indoraptor would probably be so busy with Winter, he wouldn't realize E even gone until a day or two
  • Or three
• My ideas for some of her companions include -- Warning: Not all make sense and are just stupid but I wanna try to write anyway :)
  • Ank the Tank
  • Toro
  • Scorpius Rex

This brings up the reason of why I love writing E so much.

• There is a lot of mental health and psychology that goes into her character (as well as the Indoraptor, but I write him as more sociopathic-and sometimes psychopathic)

No normal, stable raptor will willing hang out and/or attempt to breed with prey or other predators (Does it happen in real life with animals? Yes. Does it happen often? No.)

E herself would not be accepted into another pack because of her handicap.

Her own species will not accept her.

Thus, she turns to other species in her desperation for acceptance (and loneliness, and zero self esteem, ect).

Raptors like Winter, Storm, Blue, ect. will not socially associate themselves with other species (even non Velociraptors are stretching it--it's possible, but it's stretching it).

Thus, I am a sucker on writing E, who opens up more complex options for interspecies relations.  I just find the topics fun and interesting. 

Regardless that in reality these animals would either:

1. Outright eat her (Toro and Scorpius Rex)
2. Outright bully her away (Ank the Tank)

But that's why writing is so much fun. 

You can bend the rules a little bit and make the animals an outlier for psychology.

AKA lonely and/or sexually frustrated males.

And then I assume the Indoraptor will eventually realize E is gone and start looking for her.

That is my thought process for the next few chapters, sprinkled in with random pack life and Beta's egg drama.

I also assume the Indoraptor would start missing E, and would begin to care for her rock-egg and brood upon the nest like she was doing.  Mainly because it would bring him some form of comfort.

I apologize for this not being a true chapter, but I just wanted to get this and write this shit out and fish for opinions.

As I said, not all the ideas make sense, but I truly won't know what happens until I start writing.

Thank you for reading my diarrhea of thoughts and thank you guys so much for the interesting feedback on the chapters!

:)

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E couldn't help but choke upon her own pleasured rasp as she felt Blue's snout eagerly pry apart her tender lips. Her tongue delved deep, swelling and churning and filling and warming. Her nares flared and became enraptured with her scent, the faint clicks and damp slurps of her tongue and hard intakes of breath filling the air.

A gurgle escaped the red and white female, a leg raised to allow her eager partner access. E herself heavily pressed against a tree in order to prevent herself from falling over, Blue's weight pushing her further into the hard bark.

The cobalt striped female was purring as she worked to further push her snout further into her lover's warmth, tongue extending, slathering her body and tending to her flushed and blooming sex.

Blue was a caring lover.

Thus, she was eager to please.

And seeing the wounds upon E's underbelly only cemented her actions.

The sanguine female was huffing in ragged pants, raised leg mindlessly twitching in euphoria.

Her body felt like a volcano ready to rage.

Everything felt hot.

Too hot.

The pleasure was building fast.

Too fast.

All because a part of Blue was inside her.

The grey female's snout was soon sprayed in the warm essence of her partner.

The feminine fluid coated her snout, her jaw, her neck.

But Blue didn't care.

Ever the partner seeking to please, she resumed to work.

She wanted more.

Winter was unsure what she was seeing.

Blue was acting like a male.

Moving like a male.

But she wasn't.

And the fact that the two females were caught mid rut-and froze in place like hatchlings caught beating the dirt out of a sibling-did not make the act any less confusing.

But where they were-the apparent alpha female upon her back, being dominated by a lesser female. Blue's hips were raised, legs tensed to deliver a crack upon her submissive partner.

Or she would have, had they pair not been caught.

Now her hips were just awkwardly raised in the air.

The heats of their sexes dominated the nostrils, flushed and blooming. Their legs and thighs were coated in their joined fluids, a strand of clear nectar connecting their hips.

Blue stared upon Winter, amber eyes rimmed red with excitement and arousal. However, her pupils were dilated with concern.

Her breath escaped her grey maw in pants, chest rising and falling.

E produced a noise in concern, cocking her head in an attempt to get a better view at the upside down Winter.

For a long time, both stared at Winter.

For a long time, Winter stared at the two females.

Winter's head gave a hard cock to the right, then to the left.

A confused noise escaped her.

What?

How?

Why?

Winter did not understand.

If E was alpha, why was she being dominated?

If it was simple domination, why did they appear to...enjoy it?

The evidence was damning.

The red and grey female knew it.

But still, Winter did not understand.

They both had mates.

They both had males.

Why was Blue acting like a male if they had males?

It made no sense in Winter's mind.

It was confusing.

Very confusing.

Was it an extreme form of dominance?

The pair expected Winter to run away, and take her leave.

It looked as if she were going to.

But both grey and red females tensed upon seeing Winter approach. Their postures became wooden and ridged, and Blue was swift to retreat from her partner. E flipped upon her belly, blue eyes locked upon the white female as she approached.

Winter's ice blue eyes flicked from E to Blue.

Her killing claws twitched in thought.

Both were nervous.

But why?

Winter decided to test her dominance.

And to Blue's shock-the white female moved to mount E-who was quite unhappy at the realization, throat puffing and teeth bared.

An explosion of raw energy erupted from they grey raptor's legs, and Winter gave a shriek in start as she was knocked off the smaller female.

White and grey bodies rolled around upon the ground in scuffle.

As swift as it began-it ended with Blue's foot pinning Winter's head down to the ground, black killing claw threatening to pierce.

The former Beta's throat swelled and riveted in a hiss, grey lips peeling back to reveal fierce teeth.

Winter's eyes were wide in horror.

Shock, even.

She didn't expect such a reaction.

She didn't expect such violence.

Such protectiveness.

The light patter of a second pair of feet signaled E's approach.

A quite chitter escaped Blue, whose head turned towards the sanguine female.

Both partners stared at once another, eyes shining in concern.

They then looked down at Winter.

The killing claw of the grey raptor twitched.

The white female flinched.

Once more, the pair looked upon each other.

What were they to do with Winter?

A brief thought occurred to E that she dominate Winter.

Or they both do.

Sexually, or no.

After all, Winter was becoming more...more...E couldn't think of the word.

More...mate-like with her mate.

Winter needed to be reminded of her place.

But, at the same time, maybe if Winter was less frustrated, she would leave the Indoraptor alone?

E figured she could either dominate Winter physically, or sexually.

Or both.

But one was not very nice.

Well-Winter probably would think both were not nice.

Or they could just let her go?

E looked towards Blue.

Was keeping her mate worth it, and going to such levels to keep him, worth it?

That was the question.

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E didn't entirely understand how it came to this.

She didn't understand how things got so confusing and everything whirled together and became blurred.

Didn't understand how pleasure and desire dominated the mind, and made her do things she would never think she'd do or allow.

But here she was, dominating the white female, flushed and sensitive pedals molding and grinding against Winter's own. E realized Winter was far from a passive lover as jolts of pleasure burned and shot into her as the submissive female's hips bucked and thrust harshly against the red and white female in a nigh merciless assault.

A gurgle of pleasure croaked from E's throat, sapphire eyes rolling upwards as she was bounced and rocked by her charge.

E was supposed to be the one dominating.

But it felt like Winter was taking her for a ride instead.

E couldn't tell which was hotter: Her own smoldering sex or Winter's own ravenous grinding and feral bucking. She could feel her lower lips catch and kiss the white raptor's own, their grinding of the hips in a dance that became more frantic and slick with their joined nectars. Their flesh slapped and fluids squelched.

The nipping of teeth upon her white throat and a hot, moist tongue gliding along the curvature of her neck caused the scarred female to tremble. When E's sapphire eyes refocused, she saw the amber eyes of her partner, predatory pupils wide with excitement and shimmering is a milky gaze and rimmed red.

Blue's hips were bouncing upon athletic legs, dominating Winter's maw and tongue. Blue's eyes screwed shut as her scaled lips peeled back into a snarl. She felt Winter's snout pry apart her sex, teeth nipping, hot, moist puffs of breath sending quakes through her body. Felt her tongue taste and swell and churn.

The muffled, pleasured groaning and purrs that riveted from Winter's throat vibrated her core.

E's teeth nipped and bit at Blue's grey throat, tongue sliding along her jawline.

Blue's clawed fingers grasped her forearms, and her chest pressed flush against the dominant female's white. Her scales molded and rubbed desperately against developed muscles in their arduous. Their heads pressed into one another, heated, ragged breaths intermingling and tongues intertwining.

Amber was lost into blue.

Sapphire was lost into gold.

E wasn't sure whose warm fluids raged like a storm more: Hers, or Winter's.

E wasn't sure who was lost in each other's eyes more: Blue, or E, herself.

Winter was a voracious lover.

An eager lover.

E learned that all too well by the rough, eager assault of her rolling hips upon her raised own. She could feel Winter's fingers grasp and curl tightly upon the crest of her hips, pulling her closer and keeping her still.

Pleasured barks and trills riveted from the white female.

Winter's grinding and slapping hips upon hers was like enduring a relentless storm.

Once more, E wasn't sure whose core was hotter: Her, or Winters.

A part of E cared that she was being dominated.

But another part of her didn't.

Because E's teeth were too busy nipping and biting Blue's sensitive thighs and blooming lower lips. A part of her was simply too busy delving and tasting her lover's smoldering body, the grey female's hips bucking into her lapping and suckling snout. The rolling thrusts and cracks of Winter rocked E's body and forced her maw deeper into her partner.

At times, E found it difficult to breathe.

And when she did-all she could smell was the sweet scent of her partner.

Feel her legs splay for her, feel her body surge upward with an arch of the back and a roll of the hips.

Hear the pleasured gasps and excited chitters that slipped form Blue's throat, clawed fingers grasping and raking upon E's scarred head.

Urging for more.

E didn't mind providing.

She enjoyed devouring and claiming Blue's body.

E didn't understand what was happening.

A part of her did, but didn't.

The red and white female lay upon her side, a leg raised in full to accommodate her eager partner.

Partners.

E's maw was agape in deep and ragged huffs of breath, snout and jaw glistening in saliva and feminine fluids. Her eyes were rimmed red, body trembling.

Winter and Blue's heads were between her legs in competition.

Both were eager to taste and please.

The grey head of Blue was currently dominant, heated breath and moist tongue dragging a slow, yet powerful lick against the sanguine hued female's flushed and eager flower. It was an action that made E grunt, and gasp.

The white head of Winter pushed Blue out of the way, causing the blue stripped female to snap and nip lightly in irritation. Her thick tongue plunged deep, and E cried out, legs spasming and body writhing.

Winter's delving tongue slipped in and out-each descent causing her to burrow deeper and deeper into E's warmth.

A grumble from E's throat, and her head fell to the side upon the ground, panting.

She could feel Blue's jaws nipping and tongue licking at an inner thigh.

And then she felt Winter's tongue retreat, and another tongue lick firmly, yet slowly.

Teasingly.

It made E shiver.

It was a lick of her lower lips that was joined by a second tongue.

Lick upon lick upon merciless lick made E's hips eagerly buck and her to rasp in pleasure.

One tongue would plunge whilst the other licked.

And then both delved deep.

Claimed deep, and gorged.

E couldn't stop her body from erupting in pleasured gush after pleasured rush of her warm nectar.

Her body provided-and her partners were eager to feed.

It was strangely exciting to see Blue dominating another.

To watch as Blue's hips move with feral fury and desire.

To hear Winter shriek and choke upon her own pleasure.

E couldn't help it.

She was all too eager to wedge her head between their dancing hips as best she could, and feed.

The Indoraptor was quite unsure as to what he was seeing.

Smelling.

Hearing.

It was a confusing mix of senses, instincts-and emotions.

It was raw and utter confusion.

Three females.

One of them his mate.

Doing...Doing...mate things!

With his mate!

Confusion, and anger welled within the hybrid.

But also something else.

Sadness.

Disappointment.

And slight arousal.

But the Indoraptor did his best to ignore that part of the terrible confusion.

He didn't not understand as he neared the three females-who were looking upon him as if frightened chicks.

E did not bother to look at him.

She just looked down at the ground.

As the skulking hybrid neared-his nares flared.

His eyes bore into E.

His lips peeled back into a snarl.

He rolled his hand and cracked his wrist.

Hmmm.

What to do?

What to do?

Surely punishment was in order?

No?

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