Greetnext Stevens Alternate Ending (18+)

>"You came back..."
>Canidae is panting, hoping he can't smell her scent on her own fingers.
>Stevens is still painfully erect. He can barely contain himself.
>"What did you mean? 'Treat me like an obscene woman?'"
>Stevens can't wait any longer. He unbuttons his pants and drops them to the floor, then leaps on the plump creature before him.
>"I meant," He begins, flipping her weak body over effortlessly, "That I would use you."
>The air in the mansion tickles the barbs of his cock as his claws rip through her clothes.
>She's naked, gasping for breath, panicked, and Stevens mounts her.
>"Use your body..."
>He's much bigger than her, taller, stronger - it's easy and it feels good.
>None of the guilt that might come from sleeping with his boss.
>Just pure, bare, passion.
>Canidae yelps and whines in lupine fashion as the tiger buries his enormity into her.
>His cock is too big to be ready for.
>"A rough cock for a rough campaign." Stevens growls, his powerful paws pinning her arms to the floor as he thrusts relentlessly into her.
>Slowly, he leans down, his sweat dripping onto her bare back.
>"Stevens! P-please! Stop this!"
>His jaws enclose around the scruff of her neck.
>The clench of his teeth tells her who she belongs to.
>All she can do is lie there, crying, her mascara running.
>She can only smell his rippling masculine scent, only taste the salt of his sweat in the air.
>"Swinton would never let me do this..." Stevens rumbles.
>As he pictures his boss in his head, he bites the wolf's neck again, and feels himself edge.
>He cums hard, his orgasm a roar as he empties his swollen balls into his the opposing canidate.
>Canidae screams, horrified and shamed as her body enjoys the feeling; but her mind rebels.
>Panting, he licks Canidae's neck.
>"Just what I needed. Don't worry... I'll schedule another meeting."