A Guilty Heart by Thumper's Partner

Disclaimer: The story A Guilty Heart and the characters within the story are copyrighted to me, Thumper’s Partner, and are not to be used without my consent.

Warning: This story contains anthropomorphic characters who are engaged in inter species/same gender relationships. If this type of genre offends you, then please do not continue any further. This story is not for under aged readers. You have been warned.

Pairing: Rabbit/Wolf

Summary: Punishment has never been harsher for a young rabbit who has committed a terrible crime.

Author’s Notes: Story takes place in an alternate universe similar to Earth. Humans do not exist and the laws of the land differ greatly, especially when it comes to severe criminal acts.

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Chapter 1:

Blaine wanted to curse him for ruining his life -for making him his mate just to punish him. While he was thankful that his life had not been taken away from him for his crimes, he still felt that his punishment was too harsh.

He looked down at his untouched food. He couldn't eat with the wolf, not when he knew what was going to happen to him after dinner. He distractedly dragged his finger along the beads of condensation on his glass.

The sound of a wooden chair scraping against the floor pulled him from his idle thoughts. The wolf, William, had finished his meal and started clearing away the table. Blaine remained in his seat, dreading what would come next.

"Get to bed," the wolf ordered without sparing him a glance.

Blaine couldn't resist testing his patience. "What? No dessert? That's just cruel."

"Get to bed. Now," he repeated his voice more aggressive.

Blaine left the table and used the bathroom then went to the bedroom. He removed his clothing, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

That should irritate the bastard, he thought smugly.

He pulled down the covers, climbed into bed, and waited in the dark. The sounds of the house settling made him nervous. The wolf was checking the many locks on the doors and windows, turning off the lights. He had become quite paranoid and he had every reason to be. Thieves and murderers were unpredictable. They had little to no morals.

Blaine shut his eyes and buried his face in his pillow. He dozed off for a few minutes and wakened when he felt the mattress dip. His heart pounded so hard that he could feel it beating in his throat.

The wolf had arrived.

Blaine was furious with himself. How could I have fallen asleep? Have I finally become relaxed around him?

The touch of William's large paws on his hips frightened him and he almost bolted from the bed.

No, not relaxed at all.

He tensed as the wolf pressed his full weight against his back. William's arousal was clearly evident. The damn thing was aligned with his bottom, nudging apart the cheeks.

Blaine writhed uncomfortably. He wanted it to be over soon. The act itself was humiliating for him, but to have it carried out by William...his jailor...It was too nerve wracking. He thought that he would go insane if the damn wolf did not do something.

"Please," he whispered. "Get it over with."

"Be quiet. I don't want to hear your voice. This is difficult for me as it is," he grumbled.

Difficult for you?

He yelped as the wolf's thick, lubricated finger entered his body. He endured the painful stretching, his trembling fingers clutching the pillow for support. Another finger was added, and then another until William believed that he was sufficiently stretched enough. The wolf's fingers left him. He sighed with relief that the minor embarrassment was over.

Before the ruling, he had never engaged in such acts. Now, he had no choice but to offer his body to the older male each night.

It was still so new to him. The things that William did were-

"Lift your hips," he said.

Blaine obeyed. His cock jumped as a soft pillow was slid beneath him. His muscles tensed when the cool head of William's cock touched him.

No, he thought in utter fear.

William pressed forward, forcing his way inside. Blaine cried out at the blinding pain. William didn't ease up until every bit of his large cock was planted firmly inside of him.

Oh, God! He trembled.

The wolf was so big. He was certain that he was being split in two. The burning sensation lessened until there was nothing but the throbbing of William's cock buried deep in his ass.

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William placed his hands on both sides of him and propped himself up. His cock was the only part of his body that touched the young rabbit. William never wasted his time with that kind of intimacy. Fucking Blaine was enough of a trial for him.

Just get it over with, he told himself.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the fluffy tail that was trembling beneath him.

Served him right. He should be afraid. The bastard deserved everything he had coming to him. He had ruined his life.

The anger that had claimed him that day returned full force. William clenched his teeth and pulled his cock halfway out of the tight sheath, then thrusted roughly back into him. The long eared male whimpered pathetically.

William wanted to hurt him. He increased the speed of his thrusts stabbing at Blaine's core. The bed creaked from the activity. The sound obscenely filled the room.

William's pre-come quickly added to the lubricated sheath, making the bunny slick and slippery. His cock began to move more easily out of him.

The whimpers turned to moans and William growled his frustration.

I will not give you pleasure!

He cruelly grabbed the dark brown ears in his fist and yanked them, pulling the rabbit's head back. William's painful hold on him produced tears and the wolf grinned with satisfaction.

He tugged in tandem with his thrusts, filling the bunny and hurting his sensitive ears.

The clasping pink ring that massaged his cock became tighter. William moaned. His balls were drawing up. He could feel the heaviness of his come churning within them. He wasn't going to last much longer.

"Damn you!" he said furiously and slammed his hips into him. The bastard was unintentionally squeezing his cock.

Oh...fuck!

Before he could stop and get control of himself, he came. His seed spurted deep into Blaine. Gush after gush of the hot release made the rabbit gasp.

William continued to thrust through the wet heat, his body tingling from his climax. He released Blaine's ears and withdrew from him, rolling on to his side. He could hear the rabbit sniffling beside him. He swore softly as a loud cry sounded from down the hall. Elysa was awake.

He got out of bed, pulled on his pants and stumbled over something on the carpet. The damn rabbit hadn't put away his clothes. He picked them up and tossed them in the hamper. He would deal with the rabbit's sloppy habits later.

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Blaine watched him leave. He remained where he was, his erection painfully hard against the pillow, William's seed seeping from his rear. He wiped the tears from his eyes, ashamed that he had cried.

His ears still smarted from being pulled. He stroked them then gingerly got out of bed. Come rolled down his thighs and absorbed into his light brown fur. If he didn't clean himself up immediately, his fur would be a fused mess.

He limped to the bathroom, the hallway illuminated by the light that came from Elysa's room. Her crying had stopped. Blaine peered within the nursery and saw the wolf sitting in a rocking chair, feeding the little cub with a bottle.

Blaine noted the tiny bunny ears that moved individually on the babe's little round head. Elysa's mother had been of Blaine's species. The child had inherited many of her traits, but her fur was dark gray -like her father's.

Part of Blaine's punishment had been to take care of her, but William didn't trust the rabbit with his daughter.

That's just as well. I hate kids, he thought and continued on his way to the bathroom.

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