Krystal opened her eyes after a quick nap. She was alone at her cushioned red matress, awaiting for the next male on the line. It was spring, the mating season had arrived, and she knew what she had to do. The priestess of the Order of the Krazoa had the purpose to be mated with the young hunters and gatherers, in order to be blessed with health and strength to overcome any bad omen through their work. She sat on her hips in boredom and showing a smirk of bitterness in her snout.

However, as soon as she looked at the front, the next male on the line suddenly caused her to open her eyes in interest. A young tall male, in his 20s, long hair like the finest of charcoal and eyes as red as the running blood from a battle. But what Krystal couldn't stop staring at was the amazing build of that young lad, covered in muscles as if they were chiseled in marble, as it was covered in a lovely grey fur and patches of white. She couldn't remember the time she saw such a wolf male, even during what her order considered "sinful thoughts"

Krystal didn't hesitate to follow her own experience "What is your name, wolf?" with a mellow tone.
"Shiro, oh, priestess of the Krazoa" said the hunter wolf.

Krystal's mouth grinned wider and bigger, as her face blushed softly without the need of any ceremonial make up. Her body temperature started to rise like food in a roast fire, giving her an uttermost pleasing warmth all across her body.

She couldn't remember the last time she got her clothes removed, before being smeared, marked and mated by several, rough or unexperienced males. However, she didn't show any emotional feelings towards them, as it was part of the ritual. She just let herself being played like the concubine she was supposed to be during the mating ritual for the krazoa.

She quickly groped her own right breast, as her beginning lust wished to use her other hand for her completely exposed crotch. That blue fox was eager to try that male with all her might, looking at the only loincloth that eager young male was wearing and causing her to plot all kind of naughty thoughts, considered far from unacceptable inside her own temple.

Krystal moved her left hand as an order for the wolf to come closer "Come, oh, Shiro."
Her tongue licked her lips as if she was starving. She suddenly removed that purple fine loincloth, driven by lust and desire, as it was growing a huge bump with each step that male was getting closer to her highness. Krystal's face became more and more blushed for her discovery, she wasn't dissapointed by what she was looking at: a fleshy, thick, sturdy member, covered in the red glowing blood that was pumping and throbbing inside. Krystal had remembered how much she had practiced before, and how many males she had a ride and have given her a ride. But she wasn't attracted to them. The whole set of features that Shiro was (the hair, the body fur, the muscles) could only be in the deepest and most secret thoughts made by Krystal's wet dreams.
She had no time. The queue had to go on. So she could only follow her lust. She rubbed against that bulging meat against her belly, whispering as her hunger had overtaken her mind "I want you... to breed me".

Krystal ignored if Shiro heard her whisper, her cry for help, but it didn't matter. She laid herself on the floor and spread her legs. She had no choice. As part of the ritual, the wolf male went straight on, he didn't need to check if she was fertile enough, as her own wet slit showed she was ready. Krystal's body reacted differently to the scent and intentions of that male though. She wanted that male to be the one. The one that would give her a purpose. She wanted to become pregnant at all costs to leave that temple and meet more strong young males and live free from the boring, blind life of a priestess. She knew she was ready.

Krystal's forehead jewel began to shine, and her telepathic powers soon began to dig inside the mind of Shiro. She realized all those lusty thoughts inside his mind were as strong as hers. So she wanted that bond to become stronger: She used her powers to spike the mind of Shiro and smear her lusty desire inside the mind of the male of his dreams.

Shiro rocked his hips deep inside the fox priestess. Krystal's teeth gritted as if she was in pain. That huge member seemed to be piercing her body whole, but in her mind, each pumping motion coming from that build of muscles, causing those long black hairs to float and making him moan and grunt like the strong male he was, along with the link caused by Krystal's telepathy, caused her to receive a supernatural amount of pleasure each second past. Each part of the surface of her vagina and her cervix held to that ramming pretty well.

Krystal's powers tried to keep his mind with enough pleasure so he couldn't end. After several minutes of grinding their bodies together, she had suffered five orgasms in a row. She was amazed by the stamina of Shiro. Until he finally stopped. He was close. He had to be sure.
The Krazoa priestesses had to pull out at the last moment, as they had to show no emotional bonds in order to fulfill their will for the Krazoa spirits. Every Cerinian adult knew that. And Shiro knew that if he fulfilled his most instinctive role, she would be ruined. So he asked "Are you sure?"
Krystal nodded. She wanted to be set free.
And so, Shiro gave one last strong hump, deep inside.
Shiro's back pushed front, releasing his seed deep inside. Krystal's cervix was so loose, it had welcome that seed like a blessing, not like the cursed it was indoctrined as.
Krystal's eyes closed, feeling how, inside her body, that huge penis was doing his purpose perfectly. She could feel that warm, rich fluid impregnating her womb, causing it to grow and letting all that healthy sperm break her religious thought. She felt how her ovaries freed with all that stimuli, as her eggs got released. It was just a matter of time.

Shiro then broke their carnal bond. Krystal opened her eyes and gasped softly in pleasure. She smiled at the wolf with small tears of happiness, blushing in lust and satisfied to be taken by such a handsome and healthy male.

"Thank you, Shiro." she said while the male groped her breasts for pleasure and she did the same with that girthy member. It was just the beginning, the beginning of many pleasure hunting meetings. The wonders of youth.