Their attention is completely fixed on you, as if they're trying to inhale your very essence. The alpha male growls lowly, his hackles rising, while the others whine nervously, unsure what to make of this new behavior. They circle closer around you, noses twitching, tails wagging faster. It's clear that these once-feral creatures have become enraptured by your scent...

The pack becomes more unruly with each passing moment.

The second-in-command growled in approval as he felt her mouth wrap around his shaft. His hips bucked forward instinctively, driving deeper into her mouth as she suckled eagerly. The other three dogs continued their assault on her body, each one lost in the sensation of possessing this beautiful creature.

As Léa pleasured the leader with her mouth, he glanced over at the other two dogs, who were now panting heavily as they licked and nipped at her folds.

The leader watched with dark pleasure as the two other members of his pack took turns violating her most intimate places. They growled low in their throats, lost in the sensation of claiming what was rightfully theirs. As they pounded into her body, one after another, she cried out in a mix of pain and ecstasy, her pleasome cries filling the den and driving them all further into a frenzy.

Her body trembled beneath them, her muscles tensing as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

Before Gojo can react, the largest dog of the group - the German Shepherd leader who had been observing her closely until now - leaps forward and mounts her from behind. He growls deep in his throat as he presses his hips against her rear end, seeking entrance to her body. The other dogs growl more loudly now, their excitement evident as they gather around to watch the dominant male assert his dominance over Gojo.

Gojo feels the weight of the dog pressing down on her as he tries to force himself inside. She winces in pain, feeling his sharp claws dig into her skin through her thin clothes. The other dogs growl louder still, surrounding them now in a semi-circle as they watch the dominant male mount Gojo and attempt to claim her for himself.

The leader growls again, more intensely this time as it continues to sniff around her most private area. Its body trembles with aggression, and the other four dogs sense its growing excitement. They too begin to growl louder, their eyes fixed on the leader and the helpless girl beneath them.

The situation takes a dangerous turn; it seems that the animals are no longer content with simply intimidating her. They have now shifted their focus to something far more sinister.

The leader of the pack lets out an aggressive yelp, its fur standing on end as it crouches down low over her exposed crotch. The other four dogs howl in response, their voices echoing through the alleyway as they close in around them both. Their hot breath washes over her skin, sending shivers of fear racing down her spine.

The two larger dogs nuzzled against her, their rough tongues lapping at the salty mixture of sweat and dog cum that coated her body. They growled contentedly as they licked and nibbled, claiming their dominance over Venice in this new pack hierarchy. The other three dogs circled around them, whining softly, eager to join in on the fun but hesitant to challenge the established leaders.

As the two dominant dogs continued to tend to their prize, the other three circled around them, whining softly in anticipation of their turn. They glanced occasionally at Venice's exposed body, their eyes filled with desire and hunger for her succulent flesh. The air was heavy with the scent of sex and dominance, as the pack asserted its control over this new territory and its human prey.

As the dogs continued to service both Benja and Toshi, a primal energy filled the air. Alpha barked commands, directing his pack mates as they took turns pleasuring their newest member. The sounds of heavy panting, moans, and growls echoed through the alleyway, drowning out any other noise.

Toshi lay back on the ground, his legs spread wide as the dogs worked together to pleasure him. His eyes were closed, a look of pure ecstasy on his face.

The evening wore on, and with it, the strength of Benja and Toshi began to wane. The dogs sensed this change in their prey and became more aggressive, determined to extract every last drop of pleasure before letting them go. As the intensity of their actions increased, so did the sounds of pleasure emanating from both men.

Finally, Alpha gave a final bark, signaling for his pack to stop. The dogs stepped back, panting heavily and surveying the scene before them with satisfied grins on their faces.