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This is part two of my ongoing four part series featuring Eleanor Shadowcat. You can find the first part of the story here. This part of the story is a bit more hardcore in nature, though it will be tame in comparison to what is to come, so I hope my readers enjoy. If you have any input or suggestions please leave them in the comments and thank you all who read the first entry and gave your positive feedback.

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Freshman Heat, Part 2

Eleanor shuddered with relief as they nodded in affirmation toward each other, that small gesture filling her loins with a roiling burst of delight which ascended through her body, leaving her belly fluttering like butterfly wings as her heart pounded rapidly in her ribcage, her chest and neck flushing crimson up to her cheeks as a heavy sigh of pleasure rolled through her throat and passed through her slackened jaw, her suspended tongue wriggling as a bit of drool dribbled from the tip and landed splattering upon her heaving breasts while her eyes fluttered back and eased shut. Her ears swiveled back in a submissive manner as she felt her body lurching forward, preparing to collapse before her jaw was suddenly caught in the firm, yet tender grasp of a large palm; long powerful fingers cupped her jaw and she found her eyes opening to gaze into dark hazel eyes which peered down at her with a bemused and lusty expression, a heavy chuckle filling her ears.

It had been Marcus, the tall and lanky stag who had approached her more quickly, his sprawling gait accomplishing the feet a mere second behind his companion, his long brown muzzle tilting down to face her as his nostrils pressed against the tip of her feline snout and let out a short and a sharp intake of breath, his other hand reaching around her head to cup it from behind as his fingers slithered into her long, messy black hair and gave her locks a sharp grip before tugging up to force her to face him. He was well-toned with a deep auburn color to his pelt, except for the bright white expanse from his jawline down across his sinewy breast and ending just below his twitching package, already rising to life at the musky scent of the hybrid shuddering before him. His hefty balls twitched beneath the long, tapering length as it throbbed steadily to attention with each heartbeat, murring low in his throat as his chuckle turned into a nicker, the steady gaze of his cervine eyes exploring her twitching, desperate face with amusement and delight, "Well well well... this is quite a surprise, isn't it, buddy? How did this little pussy end up in such a desperate situation, you think?"

Their earlier squabble having been completely forgotten in the face of this new and surprising turn of events, the banter between them was altogether congenial, the sight of a female in the throes of heat having dispersed any of the bad blood that just seconds ago was so palpable. Brad, the rottweiler, made his way in a slow circle around the two of them, licked thick black and let out a churring growl as he looked upon her side-long and rubbed his prominent square chin, his shimmering black coat rippling over his thick, muscled form as his short, thick tail swished rapidly behind him, snuffling as he tilted his head to the side and drew himself up behind her. He pressed his nostrils against the back of her head and took in a sharp series of breaths as his large, thick paws reached beneath the back of her skirt and grabbed greedily at her thighs, kneading along the plush expanse of them as they made their way up to her cushy, wide rear and squeezed roughly, his nails digging into the flesh. He let out a sigh and tilted his head sideways to peer up at his teammate, "Don't know... don't care. Don't know how long we got either, so I say we get to work. Whaddya say?"

Eleanor was in the midst of uttering some pitiful whine when her lips were encompassed by the cervine's own greedy mouth, his grip on her hair forcing her head to the side as his tongue plunged invasively inside, long had slippery and forceful as it coiled around her coarse muscle and slurped noisily. The hand on her chin was had darted down beneath her uplifted skirt and took a firm hold of her gooey snatch against his palm, his middle finger slithering along her oozing slit while he pressed his knuckles up against her pubic mound, rubbing steadily and gathering up her slick fluid. The hybrid's hands latched onto his shoulders for support, lest she buckle to the floor, her sharp claws digging into the smooth, thick hide and kneading desperately to that muscled shelf as she ground against his his hand, her eyes rolling back as a throaty moan rolled out into his mouth. Her fangs chewed tenderly on his long, powerful tongue as their slaver mingled together while she felt his index and ring finger part her swollen folds, opening her vulva for his middle digit to drive into her with a wet slurp, prodding about her tender spots and curling upward to explore that oozing cave.

The rotty behind her was no less willing to shower attention on her greedy form, his paws peeling her plump ass cheeks apart, allowing a cold rush of air to wash between them across her tailstar and between her thighs where her fluids were drooling generously across her perineum while his blunt nose pressed against the back of her neck, nuzzling through her messy black locks and snuffled loudly, lapping across her upper back and along the length to the base of her skull. He mashed her cushy lobes together and growled deep in his throat while sinking his claws into the pliable mounds of flesh before letting out a hot puff of air through his mouth and nipping gently at the nape of her neck, the muscles of his shoulders rippling as he reared up and ground his stiffening length against the crack of her rear. The spired tip of his thick canine shaft dragged steadily up through the crevasse of her ass, drooling preseed over the length and smearing her anus as he shifted back to shove that length between her mounds, hot-dogging her and giving little humping grinds while chewing on her neck and across the expanse of her shoulders, nosing into the neckline of her tank-top.

The hybrid was in heaven, her body melting between the mass of masculine flesh on either side of her body, her breath coming out in sharp panting groans as she started to rake her claws across the stag's rippling, muscled breast before their kiss was suddenly broken with a whimpery sigh. He reached down with his free hand, wrenching her shirt up and resting the hemline atop her heaving bosom, not at all surprised to find her completely exposed beneath the lavender fabric, her prominent pink nipples standing out against the pale while fur of her breasts. His long tongue lathered it's way down his jawline and throat, nipping from time to time with his blunt teeth and huffing as he descended slowly, grasping one breast with his powerful fingers as he started to jerk and pump the wrist of his other hand, stabbing roughly at her sensitive bundle of nerves, his palm grinding on her swelling clit. His lips wrapped around one of her nipples and sucked down hard, chewing and tugging at the sensitive pink nub and giving it quick flicks of his tongue before swirling all about the tender button.

The female lurched forward and wrapped her paws around his head, holding him fast against her bosom and arching her back just in time for the canine behind her to drop down into a squatting position, swiveling his paws about and spreading her ass cheeks wide, lapping his lips. His snout shoved right into the splayed crevasse and began snuffling loudly before opening his maw wide and dragging his slippery tongue across the clenching pucker, swirling and flicking rapidly, giving it testing little prods with the tip. His tongue formed a funnel-like shape and plunged inside rudely, spearing that tight ring of muscle and writhing it's way inside before splaying open and stretching it slowly, giving it steady prods and swirling all about. He latched his lips about the tailstar and began swirling and twisting around the edges, lathering it with his slaver, his eyes rolling back at the musky flavor as he stabbed repeatedly into her tight ring, stretching it open.

The poor hybrid squirmed and mewled out sharply, mingling with rapid barking sounds as she threw her head back and reached down to grasp a pawful of Brad's hair, yanking in hard and bucking her ass against his face as he tended to her backside, her other hand soon finding a hold of Marcus's antler, using it like a handlebar as the stag made his way downward. He had dropped to one knee before her, but what he was proposing was a thorough tongue-lashing, hand pulling her thigh upon his shoulder for a better angle as he pulled his finger from her snatch with a wet squelch, a long line of fluids stretching from her drooling cunt to fingertip. He buried his face between her thighs and took in a heavy breath, his eyes clenching shut as a broad grin spread across his face, tongue wriggling out to give testing flicks across her slit, lapping up her flavor in steady strokes from her base to the crest and giving special attention to that throbbing love-button crowning it. His tongue began to twist and swirl about that twitching nub, drawing it out from her hood with suckling motions as his blunt teeth nipped across the base. Without ceremony, he drove his long, slithering tongue deep into that sopping socket, stabbing and swirling around, curling upward to prod at her sensitive spaces and letting it wriggle about madly, his snout and upper lip pressed firmly against her clit and pubic bone to stimulate that button.

In her primal state, Eleanor could speak nothing but babbling groans and whimpers, but the combined sensation of both her holes being tended to drove her wild with desperation and some part deep inside of her screamed out in affirmation, her paws gripping at mane and antler respectively as she began to buck and jerk her hips, her foot raking it's claws over the stag's rippling back as she yanked upon the canine's mane roughly, "Oooooh, God yes! G-good boys! Such good boys! Thank you, oh yes thank you!" She wailed, her eyes rolling back as her tongue stretched out through her gaping maw, gasping and panting as her face burned with a hot, painful flush, her chest heaving as her back arched at a hard angle, every muscle in her body tensing before she let out a spasming jerk.

She felt an eruption deep inside her loins, building first like a smoldering flame unveiled to the fresh air and then showered with kindling, it seemed to crackle and bristle with rage before rising up with a roaring flame, engulfing the fuel and springing forth with wild fury. Her nerves tingled and sparked with electric violence, rising from her core and spreading to every inch of her body, her muscles tensing as that dense ball of pleasure deep inside exploded outward and wracked her body, her mind reeling back to a primal state and she let out a howling wail echoing in her ears.

Her anus clamped roughly around the canine's tongue, clenching it around the middle to keep it locked deep inside as her vulva spasmed and convulsed around the stag's wriggling muscle, as if trying to pull it deeper inside, a heavy eruption of her feminine juices washing across his snout, splashing over his muzzle and dribbling down his throat to drench his rippling chest as she bucked and spasmed, huffing and grunting like a beast. Her body twitched and shivered as she kept a firm hold on both of them with her trembling hands, her muscles tense and standing out upon her slender arms and legs as her belly quivered with each desperate gasp for air. She let out a shuddering sigh and seemed to slump forward, her vision spinning as she eased her eyes shut.

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Whatever time passed from that glorious climax until her next memory, she could not rightly tell, she only knew that she found herself resting on the floor on her knees, her legs splayed wide open. Brad held her from behind, fondling one of her breasts and giving her nipples tender pinches and tugs while his other hand lay between her thighs, pumping into that gooey socket with his first two fingers, roughly prodding about her velvety inner walls and nibbling on her shoulder. The stag was in front of her in a squatting position, patting her cheek gently with his palm and looking tenderly into her eyes with a broad grin on his face, "Hey little kitten... you still there?" His member twitched and throbbed steadily, each pulse causing his tip to flare out, leaking a line of preseed onto the floor.

"Hope so... I'm ready to plug this pussy up tight." Chuckled the canine from behind her, nipping along her neck and letting out a growl as he dug his fingers in, eliciting a whimpery mewl from her lips which seemed to satisfy his floppy ears.

The stag offered him a sharp, almost condescending smirk and clicked his tongue at his companion, "Hey now, wouldn't be gentlemanly to fuck her while she's passed out. Besides, I doubt it'd be nearly as fun." His smirk turned into a broad, wry grin, his ears swiveling as his short tail flicked rapidly behind him with anticipation.

"F-fuck..." Eleanor let out in a subdued, trembling whisper, her eyes fluttering as she started to open them wide, gazing up at those lovely cervine eyes as a hand shakily reached out and rested against his chest, her rear wiggling a little at the prospect behind that word, which to her conscious mind registered only the basest of meanings. She dig her claws into his thick pelt and panted softly as she slapped her tail against the rottweiler's chest, up to his neck as that fluffy, tufted tip smacked his chin repeatedly, "Fuck... me... please..." She started to raise her voice slowly as her rational thoughts gained a bit more control, the satisfaction having satiated her primal lust and brought it down to a more reasonable level. "Please... I need it. I need it so badly... I don't... I don't know why but I can't... can't take it any longer. Please, you two... help me." She offered Marcus a pitiful smile, her eyes welling up with the treat of tears as her ears swiveled back in a submissive manner, rocking her hips back to grind her fat cheeks against the swollen knot of the canine's cock root while his shaft ground between her cheeks, "Such... sweet guys..."

Marcus raised an eyebrow at that last sentiment and nickered, flicking his eyes to Brad and letting out a satisfied sigh as he cupped her jaw and stroked her hair tenderly, pinching one of her ears between his fingers and tugging softly at the tip, eliciting a soft mewl from the female before him. She let out a heavy purr and smiled up at him, nibbling pitifully on her lip as he gave her cheek a gentle pat, "Sweet guys, eh? Well we'd definitely be a couple of jerks to deny such a pretty lady what she needs." He winked at her with a grin and glanced up at the rotty, "Whaddya say, Brad? You got her covered back there?"

The canine grinned wolfishly and growled deep in his throat as he grabbed her by the hips and dig his claws in roughly, licking his lips as he looked down at the sight of her plump assflesh wrapped so deliciously around his pulsating member, "Oh I can handle this." And with a heavy grunt in his throat, he pulled up on her hips and ground forward, causing her to lurch toward the stag just as the cervine lifted back up onto one knee before her, cupping her below the jaw. The hybrid found herself suddenly upon her hands and knees, her vision spinning as Marcus grasped his package around the root, causing his sack to bulge outward, and slapped it over her face with wet fleshy smacks, smearing the musky sweat and preseed over her furry visage and shoving his balls right against her snout and mouth.

The stag nickered and rolled his hips forward as she opened her mouth and started to lap greedily at those cum-laden orbs, slurping and drooling over them while gazing lustfully around his length to stare up into his hazel eyes, her own golden ones shimmering with a wild, primal flash of light. Her lips wrapped around them both, twisting her head with some slight effort to fit those nuts into her maw and sealing fast around the base as he continued dragging his fat meat over her cheeks and forehead, dribbling from the blunted head between her ears, leaving glistening streaks across them. She let out a heavy purr at the delicious flavor of his musky nuts filling her senses and rolled her eyes back, suckling like a kitten on them and drawing forth a heavy bray from the powerful stag towering over her, his teeth clenched together and baring down toward her.

The lusty canine behind her was wasting no time, however, his paws sliding around her hips to cup her fleshy backside with a vicious squeeze and peeling them wide open, staring down at her delightful holes and panting from his lolled out tongue, his breath coming out in steamy pants as he watched her slick, lathered tailstar clench in response, her plump black lips splayed wide open. Her vulva quivered and winked back at him, pushing out glistening globs of fluid as the inner folds seemed to scream back at him with wet squelching sounds, like a hungry maw waiting to be fed. Brad was only more than willing to satiate that ravenous hunger, his hips rearing up to drag his spired tip along the crest and over her clit before slithering between her gooey lips and prodding at that wanton hole, working himself forward on his knees as he leaned in and caught her swishing tail within his jaws, biting it roughly and yanking up on it to keep her ass perked and her back arched at a sharp angle as he jutted forward and plunged his throbbing crimson shaft into her sopping vulva with a wet slurp, splitting her lips apart with the thick girthy midsection of his canine shaft as he drove inside her. He groaned with delight as her sweltering, slippery tunnel enveloped him inch by delectable inch, gushing out along his length and soaking him with her musky nectar. She constricted violently around the invasive length, but his penetration would not be swayed and within seconds he had buried himself down to the swelling bulb of his knot which smacked against her sable outer folds with a fleshy slap.

Eleanor dug her claws at the tile floor, finding no purchase, her body writhing as her feet kicked back and smacked against the canine's knees, mewling in a sloppy muffled manner around the stag's nuts and unintentionally digging her teeth into them, her eyes clenching shut as she savored that ruthless penetration, her insides convulsing about his pulsating, meaty stalk, drawing it deeper inside with undulating motions as she trembled and tensed up. The sensation of her teeth brought forth a piercing barking sound from the stag and he glowered down at her with a look of bemused anger, wrenching his balls free from her mouth and using his grip on his base to slap her face repeatedly with his long, twitching mast, making her wince and mewl in a pitiful, apologetic manner. But before she could say a word, he dug his grip roughly into her jaw, stretching her mouth wide and settinghis cocktip just within her lips, drooling preseed over her outstretched tongue and staring domineeringly down into her eyes, "Now open wide, little pussy, and no more teeth." His lip curled into a savage grin as she nodded only slightly up at him, tears welling up in her eyes as he rocked his hips forward, gripping her by the back of the head and driving his cervine length into her mouth with a heavy groan of pleasure, his head rocking back as his snout curled into a grimace of pleasure, snorting loudly through his nostrils as he dug his flared tip along her tongue and through her muzzle. He paused as he felt the entrance of her throat contract, offering a semblance of resistance and looked back down at her, stroking her cheek gently with his thumb and smiling broadly, "Suck, kitten..." He spoke in a manner that was congenial, almost comforting, but with the hint of command that made it clear he would not be denied.

The girthy mast of the canine's length began to drag back, her crimson inner lips sealing tight around his throbbing thickness, stretching free from her outer folds in an obscene and delicious manner, the delicious feeling of those walls slithering around his shaft causing Brad to murr with satisfaction, a smile spread across his face as that wriggling grey tail swished and wriggled, the tufted tip slapping against his cheek repeatedly. He paused just before the thickest section of his member had retracted and jammed forward again, hard and ruthlessly jabbing deep inside her, stabbing at her innermost spaces. He repeated this motion several times, taking it slow, savoring that hot enveloping vulva as it seemed to suck greedily along his cock with each backstroke and barking out with snorty hungry sounds with each thrust, holding back for the moment. It seemed even that greedy canine could be patient for the time being.

Eleanor on the other hand had no such patience, and at the stag's command she began to bob and slurp noisily over his pulsating member, her drool pushing out with each forward stroke, her lips sealing tight as she pulled back, making her lips form a slightly tube shape, her eyes glistening with tears of pleasure worked that cervine meat with gusto. She kept her tongue outstretched to lap at slurp at the further inches of his, twisting it from side to side to let him feel the textured, somewhat barbed surface of her wriggling muscle over his veiny mast. Slobbery grunts and growls escaped her throat as she jerked her head back and forth, letting her slaver escape in messy, frothy mouthfuls to further lubricate his length, which soon began to form a messy mass of bubbly spit just below where her lips reached, her body lurching forward with each thrust into her sopping snatch from behind, knocking her further down his shaft as she did. Then, without warning, she threw her body forth with a desperate effort, her eyes suddenly flaring with a bestial, ravenous light as her lips opened wide as she gulped him down with throaty, gurgling, gagging sounds, her maw clasping inch by inch it's way down toward his root, her gullet convulsing as the flared tip worked it's way into her neck, causing a visible bulge. Tears suddenly sprung from her eyes as she lunged out at him and wrapped her lips fast around his root with his heavy balls resting on her chin, her mouth gaping and closing over the base of his shaft as slobbery webs of bubbling drool poured from them and over his balls, making an obscene mess that coated those twitching nuts.

The sight of this desperate exertion elicited a bellow of delight from the glowering stag, his lips peeled back in a ruthless grin as he reached out and caught the back of her head, his fingers laced through her thick, sable locks, which lay disheveled across her back and hanging from her shoulders. With a rumbling grunt he bucked forward and dug his flaring cocktip deeper into her gullet, grinding steadily and lolling his tongue from his teeth as it dripped hot drool upon her head, shuddering with pleasure at the sensation of her quivering throat milking along his meaty length, "Ho-ly shit... would you look at that, Brad? Deepthroating me all by herself..." He let out a snort as he felt her tongue lash out over his balls, the coarse muscle flicking and wriggling at his heavy nuts, affirming her delight in his approval, her lusty eyes dripping with tears as she bobbed her head in a nodding fashion. The stag chuckled deep in her throat and looked over at the canine, throwing his hand up for a high-five, the two of them meeting just above her back as his companion grinned ravenously and threw one of his legs forward to set his foot beside her knee, digging his sharp claws into the pliable and cushy flesh of her rear.

"Guess that settles it. Time to get rough with this pussy." He pulled his hand back down and grabbed her roughly by the base of her tail and yanked up hard, the twitching appendage writhing and slapping all about wildly as her ass perked up high and the hybrid mewled in a throaty, gagged fashion. Brad wrenched his hips back, pulling free from her sopping snatch, long lines of cunny nectar stretching from the root of his shaft to her sopping, winking pussy folds, a grunt escaping his nostrils as he opened his mouth wide and slammed inside with the extent of his force, jabbing through her vulva and smashing his spired tip upon her cervix, causing her insides to lurch and roil. He began to stab into her rapidly, pulling back almost to the tip to feel every inch of her gooey socket slathering his pulsating meat as her ravenous cunt devoured him with sloppy squelching noises, her juices gushing over his swinging sack as it slapped upon her swollen clit with loud fleshy sounds. He reared over her and started to pant and growl restlessly, his eyes bulging with ruthless fury as he watched his companion treat her mouth in much the same fashion, the stag holding her by the jaw and hair, keeping her head locked in place as he pulled back to keep his flared tip around the middle of her mouth, dragging along her tongue as he drove repeatedly into her gullet, causing her mouth to make throaty, gurgling noises. She moaned and mewled in loud gagging sputtering sounds as mouthfuls of frothy spit poured forth like a fountain, leaking from both ends, long lines of bubbling spittle splashing out across the stag's root and drowning his balls, dribbling onto the floor.

Eleanor's mind was a cacophony of glorious delight and ravenous lust, her insides writhing and swirling with a roiling pleasure she had never experienced and could never have anticipated. She felt a golden glow deep within her heart, burning outward and setting her nerves aflame with electric pleasure, her body tingling as she felt a pulsating power begin to settle deep within every fabric of her being, emitting with a steady throb toward the two males on either end of her, rutting her body to their own satisfaction. And yet, somewhere deep down, she seemed to sense a fundamental and incomprehensible control she was exerting upon them, even now as they ravaged her throat and vulva, she sent out a command over them. They seemed to sense it as well, even if their minds would not accept it, and the rate of their thrusts, the sounds of their roars, the furious exertion of their bodies increased until their muscles began to strain to the point of agony, but they would not, and could not stop. Sweat drenched their bodies and drool dripped from their outstretched tongues even as their throats began to feel parched and desperate for replenishment, but no respite was possible. They were enthralled in the desperate and unconquerable need to satisfy her needs.

And satisfy they did.

With a shuddering, thrashing spasm, she felt her climax emerge like a geyser, shuddering just below the surface before erupting with a violent, earth-shattering wave of ecstasy, her eyes rolling back as every muscle in her body locked up, her throat clenching and swallowing as her vulva squeezed viciously tight and undulated, pulling both of their members deep inside, sealed around each set of lips. The stag roared as he lurched over her, bucking frantically as his pulsating mast throbbed and twitched in her gullet, his flesh strained to the point of pain. The canine yelped and threw his head back as he jutted his hips in and sunk his fat, bulging knot into her sopping snatch, sealing his knob deep into her vulva, the pressure on her clit sending her finally over the edge of that glorious apex. Her tail writhed and wriggled madly in the rotty's hand as her tongue lathered frothy spit all over the stag's balls and she let out a deep throaty groan as her body stiffened just before an enormous torrent of feminine fluid launched from her pussy, splattering over the floor and splattering across her thighs, leaving a sputtering puddle between her knees as she twitched and quivered.

The males were too deep in their own ecstasy to comprehend what was happening, the canine's hands throwing down to wrap around her waist as her bucked and whined, his balls pulling upward as hot ropes of seed gushed out and splashed against her strained cervix, splattering gooey jets throughout her vulva and flooding up that battered tunnel with his cream. The stag threw his head back, shaking his lofty antlers about as he brayed and bellowed in long, throaty roars of delight, gripping the back of her head with both hands and jerking his hips as hot streams of his cum poured directly down her gullet and flooded her stomach, filling her core with his virile semen.

The three of them rolled through the violence of their pleasure in mindless delight, twitching and shivering as each one of them settled into a lust-drunk stupor, their bodies filled with a burning, tingling glow.

Seconds lasted hours, yet how long they stayed in that moment they couldn't rightly tell. It was Marcus who first came to recognition, shaking his head and blinking away as he felt his body lurch backward, his twitching shaft dragging through her gullet and slipping free from the hybrid's lips with a wet slurp, drool splattering onto the floor as she hung her head and panted desperately for air. Brad was still shuddering, his arms locked around her waist, his head tucked down, whining and twitching as he gasped suddenly and pulled his hips back, giving a few short tugs before finally wrenching his knot free with a sloppy wet squelch, leaving her cunny savaged and stretched, his seed dribbling down across her clit and splattering onto the floor in thick globs. The males tumbled backward onto their rears and shivered as their members twitched in the air, coated with their respective juices and staring unbelieving at the female between them.

"God damn..." Marcus muttered in a shaky voice, throwing his head from side to side and casting some sweat from his brow with one hand.

"You can... say that again..." Brad managed out as he let his knees stretched out and groaned at the strain he felt in his thighs, licking at his lips.

Eleanor stood upright on her hands and knees, gasping and shuddering as a slow, hungry smile spread across her face, steadily easing down on shaky thighs and plopping onto her ass with her legs splayed around her hips, letting her head loll back as she began to giggle and purr. One hand dipped down and cupped at her swollen cunt, dipping two fingers into her snatch and spreading them about her clit to give it a squeeze as her other hand reached up to fondle one of her breasts, kneading and groaning as she started to masturbate at a rapid rate, as if nothing had passed from the moment she walked into that room. No, she was not satisfied, not by a long shot, in fact, somehow that rutting had made things worse and no longer did she care. No longer did that matter. There was only heat. There was only lust. There was only need.

She started to jerk her hand rapidly, huffing and stabbing at her nerve bundles with her fingertips as the males stared at each other incredulously, "More... more... oh God more... don't stop..." She glowered at the stag, baring her fangs and growling before throwing her head over her shoulder to stare at the wolf with a ravenous grin, running her tongue over her sharp teeth, "Don't stop..." She giggled stupidly and started humping her hand, panting and whimpering and letting out sobbing mewls of delight.

Brad stared into Marcus's eyes with a mixture of surprise and terror, shaking his head, "Dude... we have to go, how long have we been at this? We get caught in here and -"

But the stag wasn't looking at him, or even listening to him. His hazel eyes were gazing wide-eyed like a prey caught in a trap at the entrance of the shower. He swallowed hard and blinked a few times.

Standing in the doorway was the towering form of their team captain and quarterback, Lucas, a thick maned lion. And they did not like the look on his face. Behind him, several other teammates seemed to crowd their heads into the area, gazing with shock and amusement as stifled chuckles escaped the crowd. His sharp, feline eyes narrowed first upon the stag, then upon the rottweiler before finally settling upon Eleanor, who only looked at him with dumb, lusty eyes as she frantically rubbed herself and giggled in that same stupid manner, "Well... what the fuck do we have here?"

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Well, well! Looks like things are heating up for poor little Eleanor. Tune in next time to see how things turn out.