The creature that had scented Eve was some kind of wolf. It appeared sort of in-between a wolf and a human, with more dextrosity to its limbs, but was clearly still feral. Eve felt shivers run through her as it licked affectionately at her neck, its rough tongue weirdly enticing.
It pushed her down, and she saw its penis and felt enticed by it. The pointed shape of the head, its firmness and thickness, and especially the bulge at its root- she knew this was what she wanted to mate her more than any other one she'd seen all day. Not that the wolf gave her much choice, as his paws positioned him directly above her and he moved his hardness to press against her sex, which moistened more in response.
Next the wolf pushed inside her slit and she gasped. Her body stretched to accommodate him and she heard him whine with pleasure, his sounds intermingling with her own noises of arousal and appreciation. One paw moved to her breast and she moaned softly as he gripped it, his claws tantalisingly scraping across the flesh. Soon he began to thrust in and out of her, mounting her eagerly and making more sounds of arousal and pleasure emerge from her.
With every thrust, the knot at the base of his shaft slapped against Eve's slit and her desire to have it inside her grew and grew. She wanted every inch of her wolf lover inside her, and she could tell from his more eager thrusting that he must want that too. At last, with one particularly firm thrust, his knot popped inside her and her mouth widened and gasped for air at the sensation. She felt his balls press against her, twitching faintly, and realized this was it- now this wolf would mate her.
His arousal beyond measure, the wolf howled loudly in triumph as he painted Eve's pussy with his semen, not a single drop leaking out. He licked affectionately at her as they remained cojoined, while his seed raced through her body and reached the egg inside her, lupine sperm fertilizing human eggs and impregnating her with offspring that intermingled their kinds forever.