You lean in closer to the man, sniffing at his throat. You can smell the sweat on him, a manly, musky odor, but tinged with fear. He swallows hard but doesn't move, keenly aware of how close your fangs were to his throat. A strange warmth grows in your belly, and as a cool breeze washes through the clearing, you realize for the first time just how hot your nethers have become. Blushing beneath your fur, you can't help but wonder what's come over you - you're a man, after all, this is shameful behavior, but still...
Your tongue flicks out and licks his neck once, tasting the sweat, a single fang brushing against his skin in the process. He tenses, but doesn't move, and you find yourself slowly rocking against him, nuzzling into his cheek slightly. You can see his eyes are wide with fear, but you're past the desire to fight; you won, after all, now it's time to claim your prize.
"Hey..." you whisper into his ear. "I need your help with something..."
Whoa, hang on. What did you just say? You blurted the words out without even thinking, the heat in your body growing. The taste of blood, the scent of a man, the thrill of a fight; it's like everything came together into a perfect storm of hormonal need. Sinking your claws into his shirt, you ripped and tore, shredding the clothing to pieces in order to expose his bare chest.
"W-what are you doing?!" He squirmed a bit.
"Shhh..." You lean in and lick softly at his exposed chest, slowly moving downwards. You've come too far to stop now.
"Whoa, hey, hold on!"
Before he could protest any further, your claws had torn away at his belt, dragging his pants down by force. He tried to pull away from you, but in the process, he only aided you in stripping him down. As he scrambled backwards and sat up, you came away with his pants in hand, grinning slightly. Your heart pounded in your chest, all-too-audible to you, as desire overrides your better senses. You know it's wrong, you're male, you shouldn't want this, but you just can't get your thoughts away from the need in your groin.
You pounce forwards, leaping into him, but before you can grab hold of him, his hands seize your wrists in a vicelike grip, leaving you resting against him, arms pinned to your sides. He growls at you, but you ignore it, trembling slightly.
"P-please...I need...a man...I can't take it..." you whine.
A blush spreads across your cheeks. What are you saying? You're a man, damnit. Get your head together. You're a man, you don't need this, you don't need another man, you're not gay. No, no matter how much you say it, the image of a naked man won't leave your head, and the thought of his hard cock...your thighs twitch slightly in desire.
"Please..." you beg.
Without warning, you're pushed to the ground, forcing a gasp of shock as your body is pinned down by his weight. He growls, still angry, but as he presses himself against you, you feel him force his way between your legs, something stiff pressing against your thigh. You whine desperately, his roughness is only increasing your desire. A thin trail of something wet escapes your slit, the scent of it mixing with his and driving you into an inescapable heat. You buck against him slightly, no longer in your right mind.
The man leans in and roughly kisses you. You blush, but you can't help but kiss back; you're hungry for this, giving your body to a man is all you can think about now. This exchange continues for a minute or so, one of his hands moving to grope at your chest, playing with one breast. You moan softly, pleasure spreading through you from nose to tail. Then, he pauses, lines himself up, and without any further warning, pushes himself in.
You groan in pleasure, feeling the unexpected pop as his head enters your slit. It pulls out slightly, and then he thrusts more firmly, plunging his shaft in up to its hilt. You shudder, the feeling of your new virgin body being filled like this is incredible, and all thoughts of manly shame are gone, replaced with a woman's lust and needs. The man pulls back and then begins to thrust rhythmically, and you find yourself bucking back, loving the feeling of his hard cock inside you. At last, you have something to fill this other, newer hunger that fills you.