Last Evening
The pack had come to terms with it, at least on the surface.
Zariel was leaving for the Temple Trials in two days, and there was nothing any of them could say to change his mind. The big white-and-gray wolf had made his decision, and once Zariel dug his claws in, he rarely let go.
So they gave him a proper last evening.
The living room was warm and low-lit, the fireplace crackling softly. Clothes had long since been discarded. The air carried the comfortable, familiar musk of pack and the faint sweet-spicy leftover scent of KnotJoy from the nights before.
Cass and Kiran were tangled together on one side of the rug, fooling around with lazy, playful energy. Kiran was on his back, legs loosely wrapped around Cass’s waist as the new black wolf slowly ground his half-hard red cock against the fox’s belly, both of them trading slow, wet kisses and quiet laughs. Cass’s new tail curled around Kiran’s thigh, the soft black fur brushing against red as he rocked his hips, savoring the way his sensitive sheath dragged along warm fox fur.
Cass and Kiran like to spend a lot of times together, but so does... Kiran and ANYONE in the pack. The fox was insatiable.
Roan, meanwhile, had Zariel on all fours in front of the fireplace.
The big scarred wolf was unusually quiet tonight, his icy blue eyes half-closed as Roan mounted him from behind. As big as Zariel was, he loved bottoming as much as topping, and was not embarassed to submit to the other males in the pack, even on occasion, to Kiran. He just liked the feeling, he said. He didn't care if his big size is supposed to 'be fitting for a top.' Roan thrust deep and steady, powerful hips moving as he worked his thick cock in and out of Zariel’s tight heat. The wet, rhythmic sounds of furred hips meeting filled the room, slick, heavy, intimate. Zariel’s broad back flexed, scarred muscle shifting under white-and-gray fur as he took every inch.
"Yeah, alpha. Fuck... you're hitting the prostate man, stay right at that angle, fuck it's good."
Zariel's cock bobbed rock hard beneath him, prostatic fluid and maybe cum and pre, leaking from his tip, the whole shaft soaked, drips flying on the floor in circular patterns. His knot was bulged to max thickness but with nothing but the open air to tie with. Roan really knew how to thrust onto a wolf's money spot. Especially with Cass, the alpha wolf could make him see stars every time. Enjoy it, Zariel, Cass thought.
Roan finally couldn't hold back anymore, his knot swelling huge as it bumped wetly against the white wolf's hole. He hugged back to back the big wolf, and Cass enjoyed the hot way Roan's muscular ass cheeks squeezed as he pushed the knot in. Zariel let out a low, rumbling groan and dropped his head, shoulders flexing. The thick bulb stretched him wide, pressing relentlessly against his prostate while Zariel panted.
Cass and Kiran crawled closer, drawn by the sight. They settled on either side of Zariel’s broad chest, leaning in to lavish attention on the big wolf’s heavy, throbbing cock while Roan stayed locked deep inside him.
Kiran licked a slow, teasing stripe up the underside of Zariel’s massive shaft, purring as he tasted the steady leak of precum. The fox was on his back beneath the white wolf, and he let his red thighs, with their white on the inside leading into the fox's genitals, lay wide open and relaxed to the open air as he sucked on Zariel. Cass joined him, tongue curling around the thick, red head, savoring the salty, musky flavor that was uniquely Zariel. The big wolf’s cock was enormous, heavily veined, dark red, and pulsing heavily with every throb of Roan’s knot against his prostate. Cass could feel the heat radiating off it, the way the thick shaft twitched and leaked against his tongue every time Roan ground deeper.
"Make him leak, boys. Make him..." Roan said and ground deeper, crushing Zaril's prostate and making the big wolf huff and arch his back more. "...feel it... yeah buddy, feel that cock, Z." Roan caressed Zariel's back fur as he remained knotted in him.
While they worked, Roan’s voice rumbled low and steady, telling the story they all knew but never got tired of hearing.
“We were teenagers,” Roan said, hips giving a slow grind that made Zariel’s breath hitch and his cock jump against Cass’s tongue. “Trying to go to a human high school like idiots. Thought we could fit in. The bullying was constant… until one day they cornered Zariel behind the gym. I heard the shouting and ran over.”
Roan’s paw stroked down Zariel’s scarred ribs as he continued, voice growing rougher with each deliberate thrust.
“I jumped in without thinking. We fought them off together. Broke one kid’s arm in the process. Got expelled the same day. That night we got drunk on cheap beer behind the old warehouse… and that was the first time we had sex. Messy, clumsy, drunk… but real.”
Zariel let out a rough chuckle, voice strained with pleasure as Cass and Kiran continued licking and sucking his cock, tongues sliding over every vein and ridge. “You were the one who still believed we could live among humans. That’s why you took the roommate gig with Cass instead of staying at the pack house. I always knew better. Lived among our own kind.”
Roan nodded, still locked deep, giving another slow grind of his knot that made Zariel’s massive cock throb hard between the two mouths worshiping it. “We went on so many council missions together after that. I was eager to prove myself back then… went through the Temple Trials young and stupid, thinking it would make the council respect me more. I never would’ve done something that reckless now. I’m wiser. More independent.”
The room was quiet except for the wet sounds of mouths on cock, the low, rhythmic breathing of the two knotted wolves, and the occasional soft moan from Zariel as Cass and Kiran worked him with eager tongues and lips.
Kiran pulled off Zariel’s cock just long enough to look up, ears drooping slightly. His voice was uncharacteristically soft. “You better come back from those Trials, you big idiot. I’m not done annoying you yet.”
Zariel’s icy blue eyes softened. He reached down with one massive paw and gently stroked Kiran’s red fur.
“Don’t worry, little fox. I’ve survived worse.”
Roan continued to grind lightly, and Zariel's massize arms shuddered as they held him on all fours, and he announced that he was cumming. Cass and Kiran worked his cock all over with their tongues as the thick white ropes fired and Z moaned through it. Small white and red and black fox muzzle, and larger sleek, blueish tinted wolf muzzle, lapping away as ropes landed across their fur and lips. Kiran licked some off Cass' muzzle.
Roan pulled out slowly, with Zariel vocalizing with a "Gah" as the last bit of length slipped out of his anal ring, and his hole relaxed and closed. But he was missing the fullness already.
Zariel requested that Cass and Kiran scissor next to the fireplace, getting all hot and worked up. They followed along, and Zariel wrapped a paw around both their cocks, holding them together and forcing them to frot. Then he slipped his big angelic white muzzle down over BOTH shafts at once. The wolf and fox moaned under his attention, meanwhile Roan was softly licking Zariel from behind, focusing on the hole and the taint and his big soft sac. Their favorite nights were ones like these, enjoying each others' bodies and fluids with zero shame. Just delivering pleasure and getting as naughty as they can.
Kiran bust first, filling Zariel's mouth with his constant streams of fox cum, and Cass felt it pool around his own cock, then felt the wolf tongue working and the throat swallowing. Zariel let the fox cock flop out of his mouth, and focused on Cass independently, sucking all the way to the base until his black nose was pressed deep in Cass' otherworldly fur, brushing the stripe of longer fur that led from belly button down to show the way to his cock.
Cass instinctively put his paws on Zariel's head, to guide him, then pulled the paws away, apologizing. Zariel grabbed the black wolf's paws himself and placed them right back. Cass held Zariel's head as he reached orgasm, and the white wolf's nose stayed right there, against Cass' lower belly, as every contraction and rope of cum shot out of Cass. The big throat pulled it all down. Then Zariel lifted his head and let Cass' cock drop to his belly.
"Damn, Z... I didn't expect that."
"Hey, don't mention it. I like ya, wolf," Z said, and winked. He tussled some of Cass' fur. "This dark blue light that catches your fur, it's kinda like a black raven's feather. It's very neat. But it seems... unnatural some how. Hot though."
Kiran crawled into Zariel’s arms, looking smaller than usual against the massive wolf’s chest.
Zariel didn’t say anything. He simply scooped the fox up effortlessly and carried him toward the bedroom, Kiran’s tail curling around his wrist.
The door clicked shut behind them. The fox was going to have a hard time without his big wolf around.
Roan pulled Cass close on the rug, pressing a gentle kiss between his ears as the fire crackled softly.
The pack house felt a little quieter already.
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