Her body was nearing its breaking point, the taut muscles strained beyond their limits. Literally the whole of her curled down, attempting to alleviate the pleasurable pain. Relentless strides only hastened; the quickening pace driving him deeper with bruising thrusts into her crumbling walls. The break was painfully sudden by both his sharp fangs drawing blood from her throat and the abrupt spring of her inner coil releasing its tension. Her end was coupled with a sound cry deafening her own ears as the howl filled ever crevice of the den. As the tension dissipated as did the volume of her voice, her body grew relaxed, her mind lost to the sea of euphoria.
And her lover was not far behind her. The friction of both member and welcoming flesh brought him to an intense end expelling his essence and knot into the quivering receptive form beneath him, howling of his released that trumped the female's own. He lowered his muzzle with vicious teeth unfurled and at the woman's throat to claim it as his own. His heated pants sent chills throughout her body still wrecked with pleasure. Gently she felt the press of his fangs, acknowledging her submission to him before those treacherous knives were replaced with a tender caress of his muzzle uttering words through gesture that needn't be spoken aloud.
The silence save for their breathing was all the conversation they needed afterward. The mountain above her quaked then carefully lowered upon himself upon his golden queen, basking in the afterglow of their light til darkness closely crept in and it was all they saw.