Under the warm glow of moonlight, she lay on the soft grass, her breath quickening as he approached. His gaze lingered on the swollen peaks of her breasts, the dark triangle between her legs, before finally settling on her eyes. She watched him with a mixture of hunger and trepidation, the animalistic side of her nature rising to the surface.
He crouched down beside her, their bodies close but not quite touching. His hands explored the contours of her body, tracing the curves of her hips, the softness of her stomach, before sliding lower still. He reached the wetness between her legs and felt a throb of desire as his fingers parted her folds.
She arched her back, pushing herself against his touch. Her pussy was already slick with anticipation, beckoning him closer. Without breaking eye contact, he dipped his finger inside, feeling the tightness of her walls around his intrusion. She moaned softly, the sound low and primal.
He removed his finger, leaving a trail of wetness in its wake. He could feel her disappointment, but she knew what was coming next. With one hand on her throat to silence any protestations, he pressed his erection against her opening, feeling the heat radiating from her core.
Slowly, deliberately, he pushed himself inside, filling her completely with his girth. She gasped as he bottomed out, their hips pressing together like two animals locked in battle. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, trying to expel him even as she gave herself to him completely.
He began to move, thrusting himself into her again and again, each stroke deeper than the last. She moaned loudly, her body rocking beneath him like an ocean wave crashing against the shore. Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him for every drop of pleasure he had to offer.
As they continued, the rhythm of their bodies becoming almost syncopated, he felt something inside him shift. The animalistic hunger that had been simmering just beneath the surface erupted, and without warning, he bit down on her neck, hard enough to draw blood but not enough to break skin.
She cried out in pain and pleasure, the mix of sensations overwhelming her. Her pussy tightened around him, pulling him even deeper within her as she convulsed with orgasm. He continued to thrust, his movements becoming wilder, more primal, driven by the raw animal instinct coursing through his veins.
Finally, he could take no more. With a roar that echoed across the night sky, he came inside her, filling her once more with his seed. She felt him shudder against her, his body convulsing as he emptied himself into her.
As their breathing slowed and their bodies grew still, they lay there entwined, basking in the afterglow of their primal encounter. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and lust, and the sound of their heavy breaths filled the silence between them.
In that moment, under the watchful eye of the moon, they were no longer human, but something more - a wild, untamed force that knew no bounds or inhibitions. They had unleashed their passions through animal intimacy, and in doing so, they had found a connection deeper than any words could express.