This smut is based off a fanfic I might write...I don't know yet if I will. Suggestions 'Hell yeh' or 'Fuck no' would be very useful:D In this AU, Anna is (still) a princess, Kristoff is one of her knights, and Elsa is a different species of humanoid that fell in love with Anna. So, yeah (Elsa is not a vamp btw).

WARNING: G!P Elsa doing the frick-frack with Anna. Proceed of your own free will.

Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen.

The late afternoon sun bathed the forest in an aura of oranges and yellows, lights dancing between the leaves in the familiar rays of spring: the season of new life. The wind blew cool and brisk over the ground, sending up flower petals and dandelion fuzz. The bees were buzzing, the birds were chirping, and the woodland creatures were busy about the end of their day.

It was just another peaceful day…except for when a certain redhead plowed through.

Anna stormed through the forest. Her dark green skirt whipped behind her in her haste, dirt and foliage clinging to her embroidered blouse. With her face a deep scowl and her hands balled into fists, she kicked up dead leaves with every stride. One thought kept repeating itself in her angry mind:

How could she tell Kristoff and not me?!

Mating season. Fucking mating season. It seems like the kind of thing you would want to tell your future wife.

And to tell Kristoff of all people! Sure, he was the only male friend the icy blonde had who could help with her new…addition, but come on. Kristoff? The rugged knight had spilled everything the second Anna asked him why Elsa was acting so weird.

Elsa's behavior wasn't so bad at first. It was actually quite adorable. Whenever they were together, she would blush, avoid eye contact, and stutter like a little kid around their crush. It was unusual of the stoic, controlled blonde, but Anna just ascribed it to nerves. They were getting married in a few months.

But it got worse. Elsa made desperate excuses to leave if they were in the same room. After a few days of that, the blonde simply bolted in the opposite direction whenever Anna was in sight like she was some fatally contagious plague victim. Finally, she left Anna completely, sneaking away from the castle under the cover of night to some godforsaken shack in the woods. Anna hadn't seen or talked to her fiancé for the past two weeks.

She was shutting her out again.

But at least now she knew why.

Why does she always feel so obligated to protect me? She doesn't have to be a "hero" all the gods damn time!

When the misshapen cabin that Kristoff had described came into sight, all anger drained from the redhead. She paused mid-step as anxiety and fear snagged their claws into her chest, making her throat constrict and her airway suddenly smaller. Anna considered retreat for a fleeting second when the gravity of what would happen to her in the cabin hit her with the sudden force of a sledgehammer's blow. She knew that Elsa wouldn't be…herself. That…thing—that demonic, animalistic side of her—would be making her act different…making her dangerous.

The thought alone made her shiver, every cell in her body crying for her to flee.

No. You have to help Elsa. Come on. You can do it.

The sun slipped under the horizon, and the first of the night's stars sprouted in the darkening sky. Something cold scurried over her foot and under the leaves behind her. Anna yelped and jumped away from the offending touch, searching for its source and desperately hoping it wasn't a snake. She hadn't realized how late the day had become. Her shadow was already blending with the darkness settling around her.

Anna shakily nodded. Yeah. I'm ready. I was born ready.

Swallowing dryly, she walked towards the stone cabin.

Elsa threw herself on the bed, having grown tired of pacing for what felt like hours in the small, one-room cabin. She buried her face in the mattress and held a feather pillow over her head. The bed smelled of straw and dust, but at least it didn't have fleas. Not that she would have cared, anyway.

She gritted her teeth as her head throbbed like an infected wound ready to burst. Her mind was a hornet nest of crazed thoughts, and any attempt to control them was as effective as hitting said nest with a bat.

She threw the pillow and rolled on her side. Her knees curled close to her chest, and she bit her bottom lip in a vain attempt to distract her mind. She groaned at the pressure her thighs created on the hardened length between her legs. It was blissful torture, but she refused to touch it. She would not give in to her primal self.

(She's yours. Take her. You OWN her), growled the sickly-sweet voice in the back of her mind that increased the force of her head's pounding.

She wanted to do it. She wanted to do it so badly.

"Shut up!" she screamed, clutching fistfuls of her hair and yanking painfully at the roots.

The throbbing organ between her legs was driving her crazy. She woke up with it a few weeks ago. That's when Anna started…smelling.

Smelling fucking amazing.

Not that her scent didn't smell nice already. Now, it was just…different. A sinfully good different. It was a warm, soothing smell, a mixture of summer mornings and leather that held a spice that was uniquely Anna. It was like a drug to her, making her mind fuzz and her body flash with waves of heat that pooled at the ends of her limbs.

But most importantly, and to the blonde's greatest distress, was that it excited her new addition.

She tried to suppress her desire, but the more she ignored it, the more adamant her need became. It got so bad that merely being around the castle made her want to hunt Anna down, pin her to the ground, and…and...

Anna...

The thought of the redhead made her mouth water, and she felt herself again slip into the grasp of her instincts. Her vision flashed to red, and she felt the beginnings of a growl form in the back of her throat before she stopped herself, digging her nails into her scalp and furiously shaking her head.

She was sickened with how right it felt, the member she now had. She knew there were secrets about her kind that she would discover as time passed, but she never expected anything like this. She thinks it 'popped up' because her choice of mate was female. Being a female herself, Elsa couldn't mate and raise a traditional family as her DNA commanded, so it showed up. Only the gods know how it was even possible for it to…pop up, but it could have something to do with her magic, which has been gone since she's had her cock.

So, now she found herself in her current position: curled up on an old mattress in a thick, stone cabin that she asked Kristoff to help her build. She only had to give the knight generalities for him to agree to help her. The stone was thankfully thick enough to block out nearly all outside smells, keeping Anna safe.

The fact that it was locked from the outside helped a lot, too.

There was a loud clang and creak from the door, but Elsa didn't bother turning her head. It was just Kristoff delivering supplies to help her last for the days (or weeks) she would have to hide here. She didn't care how long she had to stay so long as Anna was kept safe, and Elsa didn't dare think about what she would do to herself if she ever hurt her.

When the door opened, Elsa got head-rush from her cock swelling impossibly larger.

Anna creaked open the door and cautiously tilted her head inside, immediately hearing a loud bang and then scrambling sounds from the far corner of the room. "Elsa?" she called, swiveling her head around the dark room. The small cabin had no windows, so it was pitch black without the small amount of moonlight coming through the door.

She received no response, but she didn't need any. She could see her fiancé, clad in a simple tunic and pants, huddled in the farthest corner of the room with her hand clutched over her nose and mouth. Her bare feet kept slipping on the floor as she tried to force her back through the wall.

"A-Anna…s…stay b-back…" Elsa stuttered, her voice a coarse husk that betrayed the fragile control she had over herself.

Unfortunately for Elsa, Anna didn't exactly have a knack for obedience. The redhead set her jaw and took a defiant step into the room, her eyes further adjusting to the dark as she closed the door behind her.

"No, Elsa," she sternly said. She walked with purpose towards the blonde who squirmed into the wall with every step she took. Shocked by how desperate Elsa's flails and whimpers were, Anna paused and put her hands up. "It's alright," she cooed, taking care to not startle the blonde by moving too fast.

Elsa furiously shook her head, her free hand digging her nails into the stone wall. The pain helped resist the urge to jump the redhead. She could easily have Anna writhing beneath her—

Elsa shook her head again, grinding her teeth to stop her thought process, but she couldn't. The chorus of voices in her head was deafening, and fantasies of what she could be doing to the girl in front of her were overwhelming. What would she taste like? Sound like? Feel like? A strangled moan tumbled past Elsa's lips.

Being close enough to look into her eyes, Anna could finally see the familiar battle in her fiancé's irises that illustrated her struggle with her instincts. They were a swirl of color, blue and red fighting for dominance in a twisted show of beauty. The icy tendrils wove and fought the wave of red that tried to consume them, barely keeping up an even ratio. But even then there were instances where they would completely flash red, making Elsa violently twitch against the wall.

"Elsa, I know…Kristoff told me everything," Anna said, taking slow steps to move around the bed and close the last few yards between her and Elsa. She knew her lover was panicking for her sake, but this had to be done. The blonde's breathes were coming fast and shallow through her flaring nostrils, her chest rising and falling with each hyperventilation. "You don't have to protect me. I'm not afraid of you."

Elsa bit her lip, copper blood pooling over her tongue. She tried to speak, but her body wouldn't move to make the words. All she could hear were the voices as their ramblings became one with the growling voice that spoke to her before.

(She's yours. Take her. You OWN her.)

She was going to lose control. Anna was saying something, but all Elsa could hear in her honey-sweet voice was the seductive chiming of a call, a call to come closer and—

No! Elsa fought to say in her mind, now struggling to keep her shaking body still.

(Oh, yes…You know you want this…Why do you resist? She's practically begging for it.)

Suddenly, Anna slid her blouse over her head, revealing the lacy, dark blue bra beneath that cupped her breasts. Freckles generously dotted her torso, her body tanned and toned from long hours of horseback riding and lying in the sun.

Elsa squeaked, her breath catching in her throat and her eyes widening so much that they felt ready to pop out of her head. She scrambled to press further into her corner, the rough stone catching her skin and creating angry red burns on her shoulders. Her vision pulsated as the colors around her flashed to shades of red, their outlines shaking as black dots danced at the edge of her vision. She was losing control. She desperately tried to warn Anna, but the tiniest twitch of her fingers made her weak hold of control slip dangerously from her grasp.

Anna stepped forward, now barely a hand's length away from Elsa as she stared up into the taller girl's eyes. She contemplated them for a second, observing the pause in her irises that showed the fight being in favor of the red. Ignoring the shiver that danced down her naked spine as a cool draft kissed her bare skin, Anna slowly reached up and brought down Elsa's shaking hand, tenderly holding it in her own. It wasn't like the blonde could resist anyways.

"Elsa…," she softly began. "I know what you're thinking, but you won't hurt me. Please, I hate to see you like this. I know it hurts you, so don't you dare try to deny it." Her thumb nervously rubbed circles on the back of Elsa's hand. "I...I want you back. I want my snow-loving, warm-hearted, best-hug-giver-ever Elsa back. I-I've missed you," she said, her voice cracking. Glancing up at Elsa's statue-like stillness, Anna kissed the back of her knuckles, her lips lingering for a handful of seconds before she looked back up at the blonde. "You've sacrificed so much for me, so please, just this once, let me do this for you. You won't hurt me, I promise. I need you to trust me. Trust me, and let it go."

Anna cupped Elsa's face in her hands, her skin pleasantly cool now that her powers were temporarily gone. "I love you, Elsa," she whispered, standing on her tip-toes as she tilted Elsa's face down to kiss her.

Elsa still hadn't moved, her eyes wide and staring unblinkingly at something beyond the girl before her. But that didn't deter the redhead in the least. She gently massaged Elsa's cool lips with her own, almost desperately sucking her bottom lip. They had kissed a hundred times before, but this one needed to be special. It needed to tell Elsa that everything would be okay and that she was safe.

After a long minute, Anna felt Elsa begin to press back into the kiss, her lips parting and her tongue darting out to meet hers. It was almost too gentle to be noticeable, but Anna still felt it. Encouraged, she renewed their kiss with new vigor, Elsa's stiffness melting like warmed butter as she participated more and more.

It was a deep, slow kiss that had both women touched by the tenderness of the other. Their tongues danced rhythmically together, each trying to memorize the other's taste. Anna moaned when Elsa ran her tongue over the ridges on the top of her mouth. She wrapped her arms around Elsa's neck, and the blonde habitually responded by wrapping her arms around her waist, her hands lightly holding her hips as if she were afraid she would break the girl in her arms.

It was a small infinity for them, but it came to a stop nearly as soon as it started.

Anna squeaked when Elsa suddenly yanked her small body flush against her taller one, her arms falling from her neck. The twitching bulge in Elsa's pants pressed into her stomach, making her heart flutter with slight panic while Elsa loudly moaned and bucked against her. Their lips were still locked together, Elsa's tongue now dominating her mouth. She thrusted it deep, nearly making Anna gag at the sudden act, before mapping out the territory in the moist cavern that she now claimed as her own. She dug her fingers into Anna's hips with strength enough to leave bruises, and her hands roughly roamed her bare torso, rubbing, scratching, and squeezing every inch of exposed flesh. Anna shivered when she slid her hand from her hip to the bottom of her breast.

An animalistic growl rumbled deep in Elsa's chest, its predatory sound reverberating through Anna's body. In a quick move, Elsa flipped them to pin Anna against the cold stone wall, Elsa's arms on either side of Anna's head caging her in. With the blonde practically forcing her tongue down her throat, Anna felt her stomach churn with anxiety. There was no backing out now.

The rumble in Elsa's chest stayed as a constant hum, its tone becoming higher and lower like a tiger's growl as she pressed Anna almost painfully into the wall.

Anna felt the pressure of Elsa's mouth abruptly leave, making her lips feel unnaturally cold with the absence of the blonde's warm touch. Slowly, Anna cracked open her eyes and looked up at her fiancé.

Elsa's eyes were completely and utterly red. Dark red. They eerily shone like newly spilt blood, their scarlet iris' piercing her soul and analyzing her like a succulent piece of meat. Anna caught herself staring at them, her breath catching in her throat. The crimson pools were so dark compared to Elsa's normally bright, inviting eyes—like the black of oblivion.

Anna shrunk back into the wall and quivered with fear, the urge to flee almost agonizing.

She had to force herself to remember that this…this creature was still Elsa. Her Elsa.

And Elsa would never hurt her.

Hovering mere centimeters from Anna's face, the red-eyed person in front of her smirked, swollen lips parting to reveal two rows of white teeth that narrowed into fine points at the canines.

Elsa huffed, her humming growl rising an octave with the action before she lowered her head to Anna's jawline. She brushed her lips against the tender skin there, slowly trailing her way to Anna's neck. Anna felt her smirk widen against her skin whenever she flinched from its cool touch.

Anna sharply inhaled through her teeth and again reminded herself that this was Elsa.

Elsa stopped at the side of her throat, her lips softly fluttering over the vulnerable expanse of deliciously freckled skin in wet butterfly kisses. She stopped and inhaled deeply, slowly through her nose, savoring the intoxicating scent that wafted from there and made her eyes flutter and her groin twitch with desire, before shakily breathing out through her mouth in a long moan. Anna shivered as Elsa's hot breath ghosted over her collarbone and exposed chest.

Elsa sharply nipped her collarbone, leaving a large red mark, and Anna jumped with a yelp, unintentionally grinding against the blonde.

After hearing Elsa gasp, Anna felt the world around her become a blur. She was weightless until something soft hit her back. She shook her head from the sudden change in position, pushing up on the pillows behind her to sit up on her elbows and rub her head, hoping to shake the intense feeling of vertigo that was clouding her mind.

Just as she sat up, a hand grabbed her shoulder and pinned her to the mattress. Her eyes shot open and found a smirking Elsa inches from her face, now naked except for her undershorts. The blonde was straddling her and staring down at her with unbridled hunger, the haze of lust in her eyes making them appear all the more darker as she slowly swept her tongue across her lips.

In a few quick movements, Elsa ripped off the remainder of Anna's clothes, throwing the tattered skirt and undergarments into a pile somewhere while her eyes lingered on the girl beneath her. Anna blushed at being so abruptly exposed, but she refrained from covering herself lest she make Elsa mad. The girl was stronger than her even without her instincts amplifying her abilities.

It was strange being exposed to Elsa like this. She and the blonde made love several times before, but this Elsa was a…a different person.

Elsa leaned back and drank in the sight of the mouthwatering redhead beneath her. The freckled female was beautiful, vulnerable, and she was all hers. She growled in satisfaction while her smirk broke into a crazed grin.

When Elsa leaned back, Anna took the opportunity to admire her fiancé's body, as well. Having lived alone in the mountains for so long, the blonde had a fine muscle tone sculpted under her ivory skin. Anna felt a pang in her heart as her eyes sadly flickered from scar to scar on the blonde's body, but she lost count of how many there were, old and new. Some were thin white lines from superficial cuts, and others were thick, pink burrows that stretched long across her body. Unfortunately, she had more of the latter.

Glancing at her breasts, Anna again noted that the only thing they had in common was their breast size. But what really caught her attention at the moment was the huge tent straining in the confines of Elsa's shorts. A large spot in the front was soaked with her pre-cum.

Anna swallowed nervously.

Elsa laid over her again, her mouth latching on to Anna's pulse. Anna could feel her own fluttering heartbeat under her skin as Elsa grazed her teeth and rolled her tongue over the vulnerable spot. Sucking enough to leave a purple mark, Elsa moved her lips further down, leaving a trail of kisses to her breasts before cupping the soft mounds in her hands.

Anna's breath hitched, and her legs squirmed, apprehensive about being touched so roughly. Elsa squeezed and was rewarded with a delectable moan tumbling from Anna's lips, the redhead surprised by her own actions. It wasn't Elsa touching her—not really—,but still, it felt so good. She hated herself for wanting more, but she still arched her back off the bed, pushing her chest into Elsa's grip. The temperature shocks of the cool air and her warm hands had Anna's nipples pebbling under her palms.

Staring at Anna's face, Elsa squeezed the flesh harder and used the rough pads of her thumbs to rub over her pink nipples. She smirked when Anna let out a louder moan and fisted her hands into the sheets, her eyes glossing over and her mouth slacking open. Instinctive Elsa was enthralled by the woman beneath her, how sensitive and responsive she was to each controlling flick of her thumb on her nipples. Her moans sent shivers down her spine.

Elsa continued kneading the perky mounds, content to watch Anna's reactions as her hands commanded her body. She took a nipple and rolled it between her teeth, Anna gasping and arching further under her touch. She quickly switched to the other for the same treatment and pulled away when she was satisfied, leaving them completely erect while Anna whined at the loss of Elsa's mouth.

Elsa moved down the redhead's body, leaving more open-mouthed kisses and hickeys that marked her in a possessive and strangely arousing way. When she reached the soft red curls of Anna's cunt, she all but shoved her face into it. She inhaled deeply, growling and becoming nearly high on the hot scent of Anna's arousal as she lapped at the juices that wetted the lips of her entrance.

Anna squirmed as Elsa's tongue assaulted her folds, the hot muscle creating mind-numbing friction against the sensitive area. She squeezed her legs around Elsa's head to bring her closer to where she truly desired her touch, but the blonde countered by snarling, grabbing her thighs, and pinning her hips down. Anna nearly screamed in frustration at the easy control Elsa had over her. Elsa sharply bit the inside of Anna's thigh to warm her to be still before going back to her heat.

When Elsa was satisfied with Anna's arousal, she lifted her head, raking her eyes over every fine detail of the redhead's body. Suddenly, Elsa growled, baring her sharp canines, and rose up on her knees to rip off her loose undershorts. As the thin material flew to the other side of the room, Elsa's erection sprung free, swaying slightly. Its blossoming head shone with pre-cum, thick veins weaving towards its meaty base above her balls. Anna flushed at its size. It was too heavy and thick to stand up straight.

There was no way. That was fitting. Anywhere.

Anna began to slightly panic. She knew that having conventional sex for the first time was going to hurt because penises were, well, big, but she never expected it to be that big.

As Anna became lost in her mounting panic, Elsa roughly parted her legs, folding her knees upward as she settled between them. She pinned her under her weight, her larger body easily blanketing the younger girl's. Her head hovered in front of Anna's face while she looked down at their groins, hastily aligning herself with the redhead's sopping entrance.

Anna felt the head brush against her lower lips, parting them as the tip slipped in with the assistance of her juices. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and clenched the bed sheets until her knuckles turned white, preparing for the pain that she knew would come.

But it didn't.

Anna opened her eyes at the sound of a whimper. Elsa's body violently shook against her, her quick breaths whistling through her clenched teeth. One eye clutched shut in unseen pain while the other strained to look down at her, a lone speck of blue fighting back in the swirling red depths that tried to consume it.

The look of fear in her eyes was one Anna had hoped to never see again. Elsa looked like the person she once was, the one that blamed herself for things she never intended. Anna knew how precious she was to her. The blonde would cut her own arm off without a second thought if it meant sparing her fiancé even the slightest pain. And now having to watch herself be the cause...

Anna's heart screamed to reach out and pull Elsa close and tell her that it wasn't her fault, but her mind was logical, her mind was scared, and she remained frozen in her fear.

Elsa's mouth opened in a silent cry of pain, and she violently shuddered, the lone blue speck flashing away for a second before reappearing in her ever darkening iris. Anna thought she imagined the tear at the corner of Elsa's eye before she saw it run down her cheek.

Anna blinked sadly. She slowly reached up and cupped Elsa's cheek, gently wiping the tear away with her thumb. Biting her lip, Elsa whimpered and desperately leaned into the warmth of her touch.

Anna smiled, pouring as much love and assurance as she could into that one gesture before giving the tiniest nod of her head to show that she was okay.

Then just like that, the blue was gone.

And Elsa thrusted deep inside her.

Anna cried out at the sudden intrusion, feeling something tear within her in a 'rip' that echoed in her ears. She was right. It didn't fit. It nearly burned because it was so painful, making thick tears gloss over her eyes.

Elsa's throaty moan echoed around the cabin, the long-awaited feeling of finally claiming Anna firing off pleasure in every corner of her mind. She stilled herself inside the redhead upon entering her, her hips shaking from how tight, warm, and wet she was. It was better than she had ever dreamed.

Anna used the time that Elsa was still to get used to her size, her pain fizzing away to a dull throbbing. It was a weird feeling. Even though it hurt, there was an uncontrollable satisfaction washing over her. The feeling of being filled, completed, was…amazing. The longer Elsa's cock was buried inside her, the more the feeling grew. She eventually felt herself clench her lower muscles, clinging to Elsa's cock and refusing to let go.

After a pregnant pause of groans, gasps, and growls, Elsa tilted her hips back until just her swollen head remained inside. She slowly pushed back in, looking down to watch in lewd fascination as Anna's cunt engulfed inch after inch of her into an unbearably tight and wet heat. She steadied herself on her elbows as an involuntary gasp escaped her lips. The cabin was filled with the sound of a deep animalistic groan and a sharp feminine cry when Elsa hilted into her, Anna's pain becoming consumed by pleasure because of the motion within her.

Elsa started off slow, rolling her hips back and thrusting them forward with unhurried strokes. The savory slow rhythm was quickly abandoned in favor of a feverish and fast pace.

Moans slipped freely from Anna's mouth as Elsa's length filled her completely. "Elsa..." she moaned.

That sound set Elsa off. Growling deeply, she moved her hips back and slammed down into the girl beneath her, making Anna throw her head back and scream. She could feel every vein and ridge of Elsa's cock inside her.

Elsa muffled her moan in Anna's shoulder, her constant humming growl rolling out of her throat through her open mouth. Spurred on by the pleasure of being inside the girl beneath her, Elsa jerked her hips faster, deeply penetrating Anna with long thrusts. She panted with every stroke and squeeze Anna's walls gave her rigid length.

Anna began chanting Elsa's name in time with her thrusts, her name becoming a praising mantra on her lips until her voice began to grow raw. She screamed and saw stars when the head of Elsa's cock hit a particularly sensitive area, her walls clenching around her at the sudden rush of pleasure.

Elsa bit her lip to keep from crying out when Anna's walls squeezed her. She felt pre-cum trickle out from her slit when her hips ground into Anna's, and she growled when it became pleasurably difficult to move. Anna's juices leaked out, making every thrust that much easier to get deeper and go faster. Keeping up her fast pace, Elsa bent forward and lifted up Anna's rear, wrapping her slender legs around her waist. She rolled her hips forward in the new position, making her cock slam against the front wall of Anna's cunt. She nailed it with such force that Anna's head fell back into the pillows, her hands gripping the sheets in a death grip as she cried out in pleasure.

Anna felt like she was on fire, her entire body rocking with the force of Elsa's thrusts. She felt a heat quickly stem from her fingers and the tips of her toes and gather in the pit of her stomach where the warmth pooled into a radiating heat that pulsated with every roll of Elsa's hips.

Elsa leaned her forehead against Anna's. Her dark eyebrows were drawn together in concentration, a hot flush covered her high cheekbones, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. Her mouth was open and panting from the pace of her thrusts, occasional grunts slipping from her lips whenever Anna's inner muscles contracted around her.

Anna had never seen anything so beautiful.

Anna's mind became a blur, the one thought occupying all of her brain processes being that of the inescapable need for release. Sweat rolled down her back, and her breath came in short heavy pants. She became desperate, her hands scrambling for something to hold on to while she bucked her hips back against Elsa's thrusts, trying to extract some extra friction to toss her over the edge.

Suddenly, Elsa stopped, pausing her thrust hilt-deep.

Anna didn't even have a second to cry from the loss of movement or to be confused as to why Elsa stopped before a sharp pain on her neck made her scream.

When Anna's voice ceased, the pain did not. It fired from the side of her neck, streams of hot agony shooting to her brain. She felt a rumbling against her throat, and her mind registered that Elsa was growling deeply as she bit hard into the crook of her neck, her teeth and canines embedded into her freckled flesh. Anna's hands flew up to push off the blonde's head, but as soon as she moved, Elsa bit harder, her growl increasing to a threatening snarl. Whimpering in pain, Anna stilled herself and laid as still as she could physically manage against the mattress.

When Elsa snarled again, Anna whimpered long and loudly, hoping to sound as submissive as she could.

After another long minute, Elsa stopped snarling and slowly released her neck. Her teeth grazed her skin in a silent threat and show of dominance. Anna reluctantly leaned her head back to expose more of her throat, and Elsa licked the bleeding bite wound and gently sucked on her throat in apology, her satisfied growl sounding almost like a purr.

With Anna remaining submissive beneath her, Elsa resumed her pace, thrusting faster this time when Anna's body resumed its tightness, getting tighter with every plunge of her cock into her cunt. Anna began to moan again, apprehensively at first, but when the fire was re-lit within her, she unabashedly let out all noise. The sound of Anna's keening combined with the smell of their sex made Elsa work fast, pounding into her harder.

Anna dug her nails into Elsa's back, desperately trying to hold on while Elsa wildly thrusted into her. She felt like every cell in her body was exploding at the same time, the waves of pleasure overflooding her senses and making her babble. The knot in her belly continued to tighten until it burst with a swift thrust that directly hit her sweet spot of nerves. Anna cried out as Elsa slammed her body with such intensity that it left her breathless.

"Yes, Elsa! Oh my gods, Elsa…Oh gods, gods, gods, Elsa…Yes, f-fuck…ELSA!"

Anna's back arched in ecstasy, Elsa's name on her lips as she rode out her orgasm. Her walls clenched tightly around the length that was still rapidly pounding inside her, her juices drenching them both. It felt like she had jumped over a two-hundred-foot cliff into a pool of warm water. The pleasure stemmed from her core and fluttered through her body, clenching and relaxing all of her muscles. Throwing her head back, Anna clawed Elsa's back as her release continued to seize her body.

Elsa growled loudly, her thrusts losing their precision as her hips began to jerk unevenly. The force of Anna's velvety walls clenching around her cock sucked the air from her lungs. She groaned into her shoulder as she felt jolts of pleasure wash over her, each pump of her length into her core bringing her closer and closer to release. Her hands gripped tighter around her as she manipulated herself faster. The ball of heat coiling in her stomach threatened to rupture at any second. As she drew close, Elsa lost herself to the feeling of being inside her mate.

Warm. Tight. Wet.

The sound of their slapping skin became music to her ears. Growling out a moan, Elsa pressed Anna lower into the bed, making it possible for her to plunge deeper when she pressed down, forcefully thrusting at an unforgiving pace. She buried her face deeper into Anna's neck, feeling her balls clench in anticipation.

Mate. Mine. My Anna.

When Elsa's thrusts increased, Anna realized what was going to happen soon, and it frightened her. But her fear was thankfully reduced to a tickle in the back of her mind as the warmth in her core began to heat up again. She felt Elsa's cock throb as it began to fill and swell, stretching her even further than it already had. Elsa snarled and pressed her harder into the mattress.

Elsa cried out when she came, her inhuman roar echoing throughout the cabin as she filled Anna with her cum. She gasped and continued her deep growling, relishing Anna's cry of shock from being filled with her large load. She scrunched her eyes closed, her balls pressing up against Anna's rear as she pressed into the redhead, trying to paint her insides as deeply as she could physically muster. The intensely warm feeling of Elsa's essence pooling within her pushed Anna into her second hard orgasm, her sharp cry chorusing with Elsa's growls. Mixed juices flowed from Anna's cunt despite being possessively plugged over Elsa's cock.

Anna tried to move her arms to grasp around Elsa's neck, but Elsa seized her by her wrists, threateningly snarling and pinning them to the bed. Burying her head back into the crook of her shoulder, the blonde shallowly thrust as she emptied herself inside her mate, moaning and growling with every shot of cum.

Every nerve in Anna's body was tingling, the sensations firing through her core leaving her in a fit of incoherence. Breathing out another loud, shaky moan, Elsa freed one of Anna's wrists and wrapped her arm around her waist, arching her back and pressing deeper as Anna's walls continued to milk her cock.

Anna never imagined that she would enjoy this this much. It was deliciously satisfying in ways she couldn't have dreamed of. A soft smile glazed over her dazed face as Elsa continued to moan above her, still pumping streams of her seed into her. Her member twitched with every spurt.

Anna shifted underneath Elsa, her sweat having made the sheets stick to her back rather uncomfortably. Elsa growled threateningly at the movement, pressing her weight down onto her to keep her in place.

Little did Anna know that Elsa was far from finished.

Part II?

Review pretty please?:3 (this is my first sex scene ever...)

-REKA