Auror Part 2

Anira is a female who enjoys touch and contact, very different from all other férnus females and even the angelics who only approach when the heat cycle arrives. The heat cycles come with intervals of three to four hours, and I’m not sure how it will be with her, as she has very little angelic in her. Angelic companions during these times experience the same heat as their destined partner; it's as if their bodies are connected and vibrating with the same energy. Ann feels the same desire as I do, but it's not yet the heat cycles; it’s just the body’s yearning, and I fear it might be too much for her.
I would never hurt her or take her by force. I could immerse myself in freezing water with a hard member just to soften it, but I would never treat her with the brutality that we often exhibit when we're at the peak of heat.
She is mine to protect, and I would protect her even from myself.

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Anira


We are in what I call a state of hibernation, not because we are sleeping like bears, but because we have been isolated in our homes for the past three days.
Both Auror and I are feeling the changes that are occurring. His growls and snarls are unsettling; he hasn't let me access his mind, keeping it closed off, and I don’t even know why.
We don’t know whether it's day or night; the house has been completely shut off, according to Auror, to prevent other animals from approaching. I'm starting to feel like every winter, with an almost unbearable desire for something between my legs. Okay, this has been the case since I first set my eyes on him, but today it’s almost intolerable.
I head downstairs where Auror has been spending a lot of time in the TV room he built, supposedly for my comfort. The sofas are like large, soft beds that move around easily, accommodating a férnus male of nearly two and a half meters with ease.
I enter and see him standing. I examine him from head to toe. His paws are large and support him firmly on the ground; his thighs are thick and muscular. His cock is hidden like a wolf’s, but I can see his large balls. His abdomen is sculpted, and many men would give their lives to have such abs. His chest is broad, and his arms are strong. His fur is starting to thicken, seeming to form the beginning of a mane. His face is feral, yet so damn beautiful it drives me crazy. From here, I can see his pointed ears twitching as they search for anything out of the ordinary. He definitely knows I’m here, first from the scent and second from the sounds I make, especially my excited breathing.
"Searching for something?" His deep voice sends a shiver down my spine and makes my hairs stand on end.
Since the first time he bared his fangs, he only shows them when he’s away from me, making our kisses even more delicious.
"I feel like you've been pulling away from me. Is there something bothering you? You've been closing your mind, keeping it locked. Why don’t you want me around?"
"I always want you around."
"Being here doesn’t match your answer; you could be in the bedroom."
"You need to rest; we’ve been mating much more than usual."
"We’re in heat, Auror."
"But you need to rest."
"I can only do that when I’m close to you," I say, taking a few steps closer to him, closing the distance between us. "Don’t you think I hear you every night? Your low, restrained growls—I feel your body pulse, I feel your member rubbing against my back until you come. Even when I’m exhausted, I can still sense it, I just can’t move to help you." As I speak, I see his member emerging, desperate for release just like I am. The sight makes me salivate, seeing him hard and leaking for me.
"Ann..."
"Please, tell me the truth."
"I want to be inside you, I want my cock buried so deep in your pussy that there’s no need to pull out, but I can’t hurt you, you’re my companion."
"Are you telling me you’re agonizing over not wanting to hurt me?" He lowers his head, ashamed. "Auror, smell the air."
His gaze is now curious. "Smell the air and feel my arousal. My body is connected to yours; even if you don’t realize it, I’m as desperate to have you inside me as you are. So, please, mount me and fuck me with all your might. I can’t bear the pain."
"I can’t hurt you."
"You’re already hurting me by pulling away, by not letting me access your thoughts. You’re hurting me by not wanting to."
I place my hands on his stomach, and a growl escapes his throat. I’m lifted up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he pulls me into a kiss that feels like a punishment.
He starts walking with me in his arms to the sofa. Pulling away from each other now seems impossible, but he fights against his desire, laying me on my back with my knees on the sofa and my arms resting on the backrest.
"Ann, we won’t stop until our bodies cool down." An animalistic roar echoes like a desperate mating call. He growls and roars louder and louder, and when I enter his mind, just as he does with mine, I feel his fears and his excitement.
"Mount me, I’m dripping," I beg, even though I would kneel if necessary.
I feel his large hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks to access my pussy. When his tongue invades me, I scream so loud it could be mistaken for a cry for help.
In the reflection of the glass in front of me, I can see my hair glowing like LED lights, so white it hurts the eyes.
Auror doesn’t need much to make me come for the first time. Two circular movements of his tongue buried inside me, and I’m coming, begging for more.
"I’m going to ride you, my female, my companion, and we’ll roar together in pleasure."
His large, warm, feral body covers mine, and a loud grunt escapes me as his member begins to stretch me. It’s a tight fit but deliciously perfect. My body adjusts to his size, and I mentally thank my two percent angelic heritage. His claws come out, exposed and digging into the cushioned base of the sofa beside my hands. Auror growls as he starts to move, his face buried in the curve of my neck, licking me precisely there. I scream and moan, and he roars in excitement, his cock sliding in and out quickly and tirelessly. I wriggle, seeking more contact, feeling the scorching heat envelop me. It’s so hot it could make us boil as he roars loudly, bringing us to an orgasm, the first of many.
We’re locked together, needing to wait for the swelling to subside before we can separate.