he had taken the prettiest one for himself. the fact that she was the leader's daughter was secondary; her striking fur had caught his eye instantly, and his clanmates had cheered him on without a hint of jealousy. he had taken his time, worked his cock inside of her slowly, her quiet grunts and gasps only making him harder, and by the time he felt his balls tighten his clanmates were already on their third conquest of the night.
for her part, once she had accepted there was no escaping the raiding party, he had to admit that she had taken her claiming with dignity; had not screamed or pleaded or fought, had not cried at the pain of his cock opening her, the silent tears in her eyes only surfacing and never falling. he admired that. she would make a good addition to the clan, and so would the cubs she'd give him.
it was only when his breaths begun to quicken and his hold on her tighten that she squirmed, only briefly. he pressed her down against the ground hard as his cockhead battered her cervix. despite himself he growled as he came, filling her to the point of spilling without even pulling out. from below him, she made a sound somewhere between a mewl and a gasp as she felt him flood her womb. and for the first time that night she spoke, a mumbled, desperate thing, so quiet he almost didn't hear it.
"not inside..."

detail piece from my latest art :} 2 more to go ! dusting off those writing MUSCLES. none of these characters have names yet so feel free to offer suggestions :}