Welcome Home
The pack house was alive with noise when Zariel finally returned.
The big white-and-gray wolf stepped through the front door, scarred muzzle and icy blue eyes scanning the room. Before he could even drop his bag, Kiran let out a high, excited yip and launched himself at the massive wolf.
Zariel caught him easily, strong arms wrapping around the lithe red fox as Kiran’s legs locked around his waist, the size difference stark. The fox immediately started grinding against him, tail wagging wildly.
“Zariel! You’re back! Fuck, I missed you! Take me right here, big guy. Right now. I don’t care who sees,” Kiran purred, already licking and nipping at the bigger wolf’s neck.
Zariel chuckled, his vocal cords deep and rumbling, but gently set the fox back on his feet. “Later, little troublemaker. I’ve been on the road for days. Let me breathe first.”
Kiran pouted dramatically but didn’t argue, instead clinging to Zariel’s side like a happy barnacle. The fox was a loving and grounding part of the pack.
Roan stepped forward and pulled Zariel into a firm, brotherly hug, clapping him on the back. “Good to have you home.”
Cass stood a little behind them, still getting used to moving in his new body. His sleek black fur caught the light with that faint bluish-purple shimmer. Zariel’s icy blue eyes locked onto him immediately.
The big scarred wolf stared for a long moment, ears perking slightly. Then he licked his black trimmed wolf lips slowly.
“Well… look at you,” Zariel rumbled, voice low with clear appreciation. He stepped closer, towering over Cass, and slowly circled him once, taking in the new midnight-black coat, the lean powerful build, the way the iridescent sheen shifted under the lights. “You clean up nice as a wolf, pup. That color… never seen anything like it. Suits you.”
Cass’s ears flicked back in shy pride, tail giving a small wag. “Thanks… it still feels weird sometimes. But good weird. Now I feel like I belong and understand you guys more.”
Zariel nodded, a rare small smile tugging at his scarred muzzle. “You look stronger already. Less breakable.”
The mood shifted as Zariel dropped his bag and got serious.
“I’ve got new intel,” he said. “The panthers are transporting something important in a few days. Moving at night, silently. Sticking to back roads and moutain paths. The council wants us to intercept the convoy and find out what the hell it is. They specifically want Cass to go too.”
Roan’s ears twitched. “Cass? He just turned.”
“They know,” Zariel replied. “They think his new senses might pick up on something we can’t. And… they want to see what he can do.”
"Damn council... whatever they think they found in my pup's blood, he is still just a new wolf. He's not experienced. He doesn't have any special abilities... and I'll be damned if I even think about having him go through the temple trials..."
"The council can't demand that of anyone, anyway," Zariel said.
They spent the next hour talking strategy around the coffee table in the living room, the same living room where Cass had mounted Kiran early that morning, pleasuring the fox with his new wolf body. They discussed routes, possible threats, who would take point. Cass listened quietly, still adjusting to how his new ears could pick up every small sound in the room.
Later that night, Cass lay sprawled on the big bed in the master bedroom, freshly showered, his black fur still slightly damp. Roan had gone off to speak with the council about final details for the mission.
The door opened softly.
Zariel stepped in, the big white-and-gray wolf filling the doorway. His icy blue eyes immediately found Cass on the bed.
“Mind some company?” Zariel asked, voice low and rough.
Cass’s ears perked. “Not at all.”
Cass really liked Zariel, even though the giant seemed to be lost in thought a lot, or glum, or brooding, he was also gentle and made Cass feel warm and safe.
Zariel moved closer, shedding his clothes as he approached. He climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his massive weight. One large paw slid slowly up Cass’s thigh, claws lightly grazing the sleek black fur.
“You look good like this,” Zariel murmured, leaning in to drag his nose along Cass’s neck, inhaling deeply. “Stronger. Smell different too… wilder.” His icy blue eyes darkened with clear hunger. “If you’re not in the mood after everything, just say it.”
Cass’s new tail flicked and brushed Zariel's thigh. “I’m definitely in the mood. And I had a feeling you would enjoy this form more, Z. You always seemed to think I was weak, a burden I think.”
Zariel rubbed a paw along the thigh, into the crease, then casually toyed with Cass' new set of midnight furred balls, rolling the orbs, stretching the sac. "It's not your fault you were born human, or that humans aren't as lucky as us. But now you feel it, don't you? Your new strength, your senses, everything, more advanced right?"
"You could say that, I suppose."
Zariel stroked up Cass' sheath and then the emerging red shaft. Cass moaned, and Zariel rubbed a thumb on the sensitive underside. "Brand new toy, Cass. Feels great doesn't it?"
"Yes... but it's your toy that I want right now..."
Zariel didn’t need to be told twice.
He rolled Cass onto his stomach, powerful paws spreading his thighs. The big wolf mounted him from behind, thick cock already sliding free, hot and heavy against Cass’s new hole. When Zariel pushed in, Cass moaned loudly, the stretch felt different now, his wolf body opening more eagerly, nerves signalling with sharper, deeper pleasure. And the submissive nature and allowing the pack's biggest cock inside him in the comfort of the giant bed... Cass moaned again then rumbled like a motor.
“Fuck… you’re tighter like this,” Zariel growled, sinking deeper. “Hotter too.”
He started thrusting, slow but powerful, fucking the black furred pup, lighting up his new prostate. Cass’s claws dug into the sheets, tail curling tight around Zariel’s waist as the big wolf fucked him deeper and harder.
The knot began to swell.
"Think you can handle it?"
Cass knew Zariel was talking about his knot. Also the biggest in the pack.
"Handle it, Z? I can't fucking wait for it," Cass said, and pushed back against the big cock that was stuffing his hole. The knot stretched him, it burned at the maximum width, then mercifully and sensually slid in and locked.
"Gaaah, fuck, pup. That's good... damn that's a good boy. Look at that furry ass."
Cass cried out, back arching as the sudden pressure rubbed relentlessly against his prostate. Cass felt the knot throb, the shaft expand, the warm cum begin to pour into his hole, the fluid soothing the sting of the knot's stretch instantly. Soo intimate, being filled by the big wolf. Zariel licked a stripe up his back and neck, moaning as he went. Cass' tail wagged and ears twitched. He loved the affection these pack animals showed him during sex... soo hot.
They were still locked, panting, when the bedroom door opened again.
Roan stepped in and paused, golden eyes taking in the sight: Zariel knotted deep inside Cass, both wolves breathing hard.
A slow, wicked grin spread across Roan’s muzzle.
“Couldn't keep your paws off the new wolf in the pack, huh Z? Look at you, buried in him, ass raised up, looking a little vulnerable at the moment, big fella.”
He walked over, trailing a paw down Zariel’s broad back before gripping the big wolf’s tail and lifting it high.
“Haven’t been in here in a while,” Roan said, voice dripping with amusement as he pressed his own hard cock against Zariel’s exposed hole. “Mind if I join?”
Zariel let out a rough chuckle, still locked inside Cass. “You’re really going to fuck me while I’m stuck in our new pup?”
Roan pushed in slowly, making Zariel groan deeply. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
"Ahhhh fuck, Alpha. You got me, good move, good move."
Roan's cock hit Zariel's prostate, in turn making Zariel's cock thicken and throb harder as it pumped cum into Cass. Cass moaned, Zariel gritted his teeth, lost in the orgasm, his prostate constantly shuddering against Roan's dick as it emptied it's contents.
"Welcome...." Roan said, holding the word in the air as he forced his knot in the big pearl white wolf ass, and began cumming into that big boy's heat, "...home, Z. Gaaah, maaaaan."
As Roan came, he leaned over Zariel's back and licked the top of his head, then dragged his wide tongue across the top of the white wolf's nose. He didn't usually show Zariel that kinda affection, thinking the big guy was too 'masculine' for it, but Zariel didn't complain.
The three wolves ended up locked together, Zariel knotted deep in Cass, Roan knotted deep in Zariel. The room filled with low growls, heavy breathing.
Kiran poked his head in a minute later, eyes lighting up at the sight.
“Roan’s backside is wide open…” the fox purred, tail swishing.
Roan growled without looking back. “Don’t you even think about it, fox. I will hold you down and edge you for a week.”
Kiran just laughed, clearly already thinking about it. "Is it weird that I want to do it even more, now?"
"Kiran! Out!" Roan shouted. "The day I feel like letting you top me, I'll be sure to let you know, fox. Maybe when you've been on good behavior for a week."
"But that will never happen!" Cass said at the same time Kiran said it. They laughed.
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