The Sparring Match

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A free request for werewolves and someone who likes it rough. I got a bit carried away with this one! Let me know what you think. And remember you can read this and other requests early on my Patreon!

CW for m/f/m threesome, dp, hair pulling, light breathplay, knotting, biting, blood
(as per my content guarantee, everything is explicitly consensual)

Annie’s breath burned in her lungs. The too bright fluorescent lights flickered, briefer than a blink, and the basement went in and out of darkness like a baptismal font, born again each time, the violent art of hostile figures always new. Her skin felt too tight across the sharp points of her knuckles as she tightened her first and took another swing. One she knew he would dodge, but her knee was already rising to meet him in its place. She felt bone meet bone with a jarring thud and saw a canine jaw snap shut and blood fly in slow motion. Wild yellow eyes rolled back as he reeled with the impact. No time to savor the victory, it wouldn’t slow him long. And Annie was already ducking the incoming rake of claws from the one behind her and aiming a vicious donkey kick at his knees. He went down, the lights flickered, the panorama of figures changed again and this time Annie wasn’t fast enough.  The first creature’s arms snapped around her like a vice, each one about the width of her torso, hard muscle softened by thick dark fur. She felt his breath on her throat and knew the teeth that followed them would soon find her throat and she’d be done for. A shiver ran down her spine. She jabbed upward, counting on catching him in the eye, and heard him yelp, grip loosening enough for her to twist away. She turned on her heel, already raising her leg for another kick, only to realize she’d fucked up as the heavy paw, big as a brown bear’s, collided with her head. She must not have got him in the eye after all. She staggered, stunned, and he was on her again before she could recover. 

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