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Rut and Heat helpers are connecting you with client…
You watched the app with nerves rolling through your stomach, you had signed up with the helpers as a rut and heat helper. You helped a friend through a heat once and enjoyed most of it, and this program pays you a pretty good sum to help others through it. Since you’d be locked up with someone for a couple days to a week, who ever needs help pays enough to last you the month.
It was your first time using the app and you heard the ping of a new message.
Dean: Hi, I’m Dean. I am looking for someone to help with my rut.
You took a breath, and looked through his profile. He listed his species as Werewolf, and the pictures of his human form, he looked intimidating. Dean had dark skin, with black hair done up in dreadlocks, he looked huge with large muscles and large legs. He was attractive, super attractive, with a beautiful smile, wide dark eyes, and a strong jaw line.
You: Hi Dean, I’ve looked through your profile, I’m sure you’ve known from my own that you are the first time I’m helping someone, is that still okay with you?
Dean: Yes, that doesn’t bother me. I think I’m about a week away from my rut so I can help you prepare what you need.
You: Aha, thanks. How long do your ruts generally last?
Dean: 5 days. Would you mind if we did it at your place?
You: Oh, sure, wouldn’t it be more comfortable to be at home?
Dean: No, not for me. Do you have a nest?
You: I have something like it. Snacks?
You looked to your bedroom, you could make a nest like your friend had done.
Dean: What ever, I’ll eat everything.
You: Fair, anything else you’d need or I need to know?
Dean: I’m sure I’ll think of something, but how about we get to know each other over the week?
You smiled at that, you wondered how people are going to be. Sure they’d all be different, maybe some would give you a list and call up when it’s time. But Dean seems to want to make it more personal.
Over the week, you got to know him decent enough, you also perfected your nest with a bunch of snacks and drinks, blankets, pillows. Your friend mentions to make sure you slept in it for a few days to settle your scent into the bedding. It was surprisingly comfortable, no matter which way you settled in it was easy to sleep in it.
You heard a ping coming from your phone.
Dean: Mind if I come over tonight? I feel it coming on.
You: Yeah sure, come over.
You heard the hard rasps of knuckles on your door, you immediately thought of Dean and took in a deep, steadying breath. You shook the nerves from your hands and opened the front door. You took a breath as you saw Dean, larger than your door frame.
“Hi,” he said gruffly, “can I come in?”
He nose flared and looked around a little erratically. You had to take him in for a second, he was actually beautiful, looked better than his pictures.
“Yeah, yes, please,” you moved out of the way and allowed him in.
The moment he stepped in your house, he slammed the door closed behind you and pushed you up against the wall. His nose right on your neck, breathing you in and growling.
“The nest,” he growled out.
You nodded, feeling breathless and excruciatingly horny at his strength.
Dean released you, and he grabbed your hand as you led him through your house and landed in your bedroom, filled with a fridge of water and drink, and enough pre-made meals to last over a week.
Dean looked over your nest and your little kitchen set up, “good girl,” he growled out.
He lifted you from the ground and placed you into the nest, he tore through your clothes with claws you hadn’t noticed before.
“God, I need to fuck you, your scent is fucking everywhere,” he groaned. He removed his clothes and not allowing you to admire him, he crushed his body on top of you, his lips right on yours.
While making out, you felt his hands go down to your labia, his clawed fingers moving through them.
“Fuck you are so wet, so slick for me, so good for breeding,” he whimpered against your lips.
You never you’d be one for breeding talk, but it caused a hitch in your breath, and your pussy to clamp on a imaginary cock, the flush immediate and your eyes wide and arousal clear.
You hips lifted as his fingers ran over your clit.
“You’ll take my knot like a good little breeding slut,” he groaned as he leaned back to look at you, opening your labia to his eyes and with the other hand pumping his cock.
You noticed the change in him, the way his eyes turned wild, hair appeared more course over his body, his feet changed to claws and his nose wet and wolf like. His cock though, still very human, uncut and long, thick and it seemed to pulse at the base, his precum leaking covering his knob.
“I’m going to take you now,” he said through gritted teeth, like he was holding back, “I’m going to pump you so full of cum and give you my pups.”
He placed the tip of his cock at your entrance and slowly entered you, though in one slow motion he filled you. You moaned as you watched him disappear within you. You couldn’t believe how well you took him, couldn’t believe how ready you were for his cock. You felt the stretch of him but it was all pleasure, for a brief moment you wondered if it was to do with his precum before all you could think about was the pleasure he gave you.
Dean’s thrusts started steady, his groaning and grunting turning you on. You looked into his dark eyes and opened your mouth to say something but his mouth landed aggressively, kissing into you own moans. His thrusts began to pick up, fucking you in earnest. He leaned back from your mouth and looked down at where he entered you.
“Yes,” you hissed, “breed me Dean.”
He paused for a second and you looked at him to make sure you hadn’t said the wrong thing, but his eyes were no longer human but pure black spheres. You almost felt you knew that he had fully entered his rut, no longer holding back the animal wanting to breed you.
You lifted your hips to move him within you, the movement seemed to break him from whatever thought or trance he was in, and began to pound into you ruthlessly. His claws dug into your sides and threw his head back growling and biting the air. Your hands reached through the fur on his chest. Then you felt your pleasure build and build.
“I’m going to cum,” you moaned out.
Dean looked down at you with wild eyes while fucking you, “cum,” he growled out.
It rushed over you as you looked at him in his eyes, and he smiled, his teeth sharp. The thought of him biting you causing a rush of pleasure alongside your waning orgasm.
He hummed, “I’m going to pump you so full of my cum,” he began to push harder against you.
Dean’s thrusts began to stutter, you him enter you completely then the stretch of his knot blew up in you causing you to moan. Then his cock and knob began to twitch, he even tried to move as the knot hit against you entrance, refusing to let him out.
He carefully manoeuvred your hips together, and he laid beside you. Giving you soft kisses along your jaw and face, before lightly making out with you. His hands caressed your body, playing with your nipples before hugging you tightly against him, with his hands on your ass.
“You took me so well,” he said softly, “how do you feel?”
You smiled and looked at him and noticed his eyes were back to his beautiful dark human ones, “brilliant, that was incredibly hot.”
He laughed, “hot huh, didn’t think you’d have a breeding thing.”
“I sort of did, but I didn’t think it’d get me off so easily,” you admitted.
“Once my knot goes down, I’ll get you a drink and then we’ll go again, and the more we get into the rut, the less likely we’ll get a break. So we’ll take them when we can.”
“Okay,” you smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips that turned into a lazy make-out.
Just as Dean said, his knot deflated and he removed himself, and began to take care of you, giving you a snack and a drink from the fridge.
After both rested, you watched as his cock hardened.
With a smile, you crawled over him and began kissing his neck and down his chest. Dean leaned back as you kissed down his stomach, and skipping over his painfully hard cock, you kissed his inner thighs, kissing up to his scrotum, and looking up at him you licked up his shaft and then began to suck on his knob. He almost shouted at the pleasure, his eyes seemed to be flicking from black to human, trying to maintain control.
You stopped and kissed back up to his jaw, positioning yourself above him, with one hand on his shoulder, the other holding his shaft up as you began to sink down on him. He groaned at the same time as you, being stretched once again and feeling so fucking wet.
He moaned out your name and held on to you hips, helping you roll them back and forth on his cock, your clit rubbing against his hips at the perfect angle. You felt the need to be rough or he had to be rough with you.
“Want to be rough with me?” you whimpered against his ear, biting it lightly.
His hands grew his claws, he held one side with his claws, digging into you the other reached over your neck and then threaded his hands through your hair at the base and grabbing a handful.
“Fuck yes,” he thrust up into up rhythmically while nipping against your jaw and pulling your hair.
Dean rolled you over, his body now on top of your own, he thrust harder against you. He released your hair and brought his hand to your neck, the other dug its claws into your side.
“Are you going to breed me again Dean?” you moaned out, you wanted the animal, and exposed your neck.
His nose dug into and the hand around it flexed. His hips began to slap against you, you lifted your hips and your second orgasm came a lot faster than before and more intense. You threw your head back, Dean choked you lightly, and you thighs began to shake as your orgasm rushed over you.
As you flutter over him, he released your throat and began to focus on his own orgasm.
“That’s right baby, you fuck me hard and put your cum so deep inside so I’ll have your pups,” you groaned out.
“Yes,” Dean growled out, “breeding whore, MY breeding whore.”
He closed his eyes and fucked you harder, you felt his knot begin to swell, but he continued to fuck you, basically fucking you with his knot, each time it popped in and stretched you, you couldn’t help but moan. But with one last pop inside, he settled with his knot expanding to it’s max size, then feeling everything pulse as he came inside you once again.
Just like Dean had warned, his cock didn’t leave you for hours, by the time he was ready for a break, every thrust made you gasp in over-stimulated pleasure, each flinch was raced by an eye roll and the threat of orgasm.
He finished cumming into you for the 7th time, and once his knot deflated, finally pulled out. Dean handed you some water, talking about something your brain didn’t have the energy to process, you lazily took it and lazily ate the food he gave you.
You eyes fluttered shut, you quickly opened them and placed the food out of the nest. You snuggled up to Dean who seemed surprised by your affection, and you fell asleep quickly. The last thing you felt were lips on your forehead.
You woke up to being fucked and all you could think was that you could get used to this, this session lasted hours again, multiple orgasms on both sides.
This continued for days, the longest period of fucking was 6 hours, his cock stayed hard and inside you for 6 hours, you couldn’t believe it.
By the 5th day, you could see him slowing down, there was more of that soft side of him, taking care of you, cleaning you, feeding you, making sure you had enough to drink.
The 6th day, he fucked you in the morning, giving you another orgasm and his knot again.
He breathed out as he pumped the last bit of cum into you, it was lazy this fuck, on your sides, facing each other, your leg wrapped around his waist. Kissing each other softly, it almost felt romantic, but you threw that idea out the window before you could linger on it.
“It’s finished,” he sighed.
You nodded, “I’m glad I could keep up with you.”
He laughed with that wonderful voice, “you did wonderfully.”
The both of you just laid together, even as his cock slipped out of you.
“Want any help packing anything up?” he asked.
You looked around your room, you had been so focused on fucking you had completely forgotten your household responsibilities.
“Nah, I’ve got it,” you laid back in the nest.
“Alright, this was a lot of fun,” he said almost awkwardly, “I’ll give you a good review.”
You stomach rolled with nerves, you had almost forgotten this was a service, “oh, ah, thanks, aha. Yeah, it was brilliant for me.”
Dean began to put his clothes back on, and his features had now completely turned human. It was almost strange, you couldn’t help but stare.
“Everything okay?” Dean noticed.
You gave him a wide smile, and hum a yes, “just weird seeing you in clothes. We’ve spent most of the time together naked.”
He nodded, “I know, well um…” he coughed.
“Yeah, I get it,” you gave him a sympathetic smile, “you can go if you like, I’m just going to lay here a bit longer, not quite ready to leave.”
Dean nodded, “alright, see ya later.”
“See ya big boy,” you teased.
He just chuckled, giving you a look before leaving. You heard the front door close and breathed out.
Then a notification came through your phone.
“⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ brilliant mate partner, will definitely contact again for my next rut. -Anonymous.”
Your heart fluttered, all comments on peoples profile were anonymous, but knowing this was from Dean felt different.
You rolled over in the nest only to smell Dean in the bedding and the nerves rolled through you in a way you hadn’t expected, it wasn’t like with your friend. Dean felt different and that scared you a little.
What the fuck did I get myself into?