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"Cut! That's a wrap."

"That's a relief," Viv muttered. The black tortoiseshell cat rolled off the bed and stood up, wincing as several of her joints cracked at once. "Ow. These awkward positions don't help the body stay young, that's for sure."

"All that cum's good for your fur, though," cracked one of the camera crew.

Quick as a flash, Viv turned and retorted, "You'd probably benefit from a few pints of the stuff yourself, Brad. You look as if a scarecrow's let itself go." She idly licked some of the now congealed goo off her hand as she headed for the showers. "Jizz might be good for shiny fur, but damn, it's sticky," she mused under her breath.

This afternoon she had the showers to herself, as no other girls were being filmed today. Once the water had warmed up she stepped into the spray, letting the high pressure water blast the cum off her shiny latex two-piece. Once the worst of the damage had been washed down the drain, the feline stepped out of the spray and carefully removed her suit. She put it aside on a bench and resumed washing herself, applying liberal amounts of the shampoo and conditioner that was always on hand.

"Viv!" yelled a voice from the door. "Your hubbie's here!"

"Already? Fucknuggets!" Viv exclaimed in annoyance. "Tell him I'll be out in a few minutes."

"You've been in there over twenty minutes already, you know."

The feline rinsed the water out of her eyes and turned to blink blearily at the speaker. "Really? Crap. I've overdone it again."

"You're not as bad as some of the guys," replied Gina, her fashion consultant. The well-groomed jackal brushed a lock of her dark golden hair away from her eyes. "Steele can spend the better part of an hour in the shower."

Viv turned and groped for the faucet to shut off the water. "Could that be because he also spends some of that time balls deep in Tim's arse?"

"Hmm. You've got me there. Anyway, I'll go tell your mate that you'll be out shortly."

"Thanks, Gina," Viv said before she shook herself vigorously and went to grab a navy blue towel from the towel cupboard. "I hate to leave him waiting."

"No problems." The jackal left the shower room, leaving Viv alone to finish drying herself.

Viv hurriedly pulled her regular clothes from her locker and donned them, then left without even bothering to groom her fur. "Oops, sorry!" she exclaimed when in the hallway she caromed off a timber wolf coming the other way. "I didn't hear you coming."

"S'okay," he responded, rubbing at his right shoulder. "Watch out in future, huh? Poke your head out first."

"I'll try. Sorry, mate," she apologised again. "Didn't want to keep my hubbie waiting any longer." She continued down the hallway, leaving the wolf to watch her go with a bemused expression on his face.

When she finally stepped into the lobby, an average-looking grey wolf wearing a white polo shirt and well-creased black trousers turned her way. "I was wondering when you were finally going to show up," he said with a smile. He stepped forward to meet his wife and placed a kiss upon her cheek. "Ready for dinner?"

"Mmhmm," the feline replied, returning the kiss. "Just need to brush my hair and fur, and I'll be good to go."

"I made sure to bring your brush," the wolf replied, pulling a hairbrush from a pocket and handing it to Viv. "Come on. You can brush it in the car. We're late enough as it is."

"Sorry, Serath," Viv murmured, taking the brush and starting to run it through her hair as the two of them headed for the main doors. "Got caught up in the showers again. It just felt so good to be clean again."

The car, a jet black Mercedes SLK 55, was parked around the back in the visitor's parking spaces. Serath looked up at the sky as he walked and frowned. "It's gonna rain before long," he muttered. As if to affirm that, there was a quiet rumble of thunder in the distance. "That was uncalled for," he added darkly.

"As long as you brought the brolly, we'll be fine," Viv replied. She stood by the passenger door, waiting for Serath to unlock the doors.

"Damn it," the wolf cursed as he searched his pockets for the key. "Ah, there it is." He pulled the key out and pointed the fob at the car, which unlocked with a loud 'boop-boop' sound. "Get in."

A few minutes later, as they were heading downtown, the first drops of rain began to fall, quickly worsening to a steady downpour. "See? I told you," the wolf said, increasing the speed of the wipers.

"I like this kind of weather," Viv said, turning her head to smile at her husband. "Nothing like snuggling up in bed, listening to the rain beating upon the roof."

"Mmm, that's true." Serath slowed down and stopped a set of traffic lights. "Maybe we'll get rain all night, so we can enjoy some rainy snuggle time later." He turned and gave Viv a light scritch behind the ear.

Viv purred a little, butting her head against Serath's fingers. "I'd love that. I could do with some cuddles."

"Long day, love?" the wolf asked. The lights changed, but he was a bit slow in moving off; a honk came from behind, and startled him into stepping on the accelerator more firmly than he'd intended. A screech came from the rear tyres as they tried to get a grip on the wet tarmac, then the car lurched forward.

"Ooh, a bit of wheel spin there," Viv remarked as Serath reined the car in. "Unusual for you."

"Yeah," muttered Serath, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel. "Driving in wet weather makes me a bit nervous. Not so bad when driving in the city because the speeds are lower. Anyway, did you have a long day?"

The feline nodded and tried to stretch her legs a bit. "It was fairly busy. Filmed another scene for Bukkake Babes this afternoon. Got half a dozen or so loads of spunk all over me. Best load was from Gus. Man, he comes like a fire hose."

Serath laughed and nodded. "Goliath Gus? He's the Clydesdale, right?"

"Yup. Nearly four inches thick, and sixteen inches long -- give or take a bit," explained Viv with a wide grin. "I swear he accounted for at least half of the cum that I got covered with."

"Sounds yummy," replied Serath. "Maybe you could bring him home sometime."

"Would be great, but his mate would probably have something to say about that."

Serath looked askance at his wife curiously. "He has sex with who knows how many other women -- and possibly men -- and his mate has a problem with sharing outside of the studio? Seems a bit incongruous to me."

Viv shrugged. "That's their prerogative. A few of my co-workers are like that -- fine in the studio, but totally monogam­ous in their private lives."

"Unlike us," Serath said with a chuckle. "Ah, we're here. And look at that! A parking space right outside."

Once the car was parked, Serath grabbed the umbrella from the back seat, locked the car, and then they proceeded into the restaurant, trying to huddle beneath the somewhat inadequate cover afforded by the brolly.

The maître d' seated them quickly, brought them menus for them to peruse, then swept off back to his lectern to greet the next diners.

"Hmm," Serath murmured as he cast his eye over the cuisine on offer. "What do you feel like tonight, love?"

There was silence for a minute or so before Viv finally answered. "I think I'm in the mood for a seafood theme. Scallop salad, clam chowder, oysters with lemon wedges... and maybe the brandy crêpes for dessert."

Serath poked his tongue out in disgust. "And I'll go for... the chicken salad, minestrone soup and the Kahlua pudding with vanilla ice cream. Drinks?"

"Eh... get me some Heineken," Viv replied.

"How uncultured. House wine for me, I think." The wolf gestured for a waiter to come over, and gave him their order, asking for the drinks to be served immediately.

Whilst nursing their drinks, the two made small talk until their meals arrived. Serath screwed up his muzzle at the smell of the seafood, but he didn't make an issue of it. They didn't talk much while they ate, instead saving their conversation for the end of the dessert course.

"A little heavy on the Kahlua," Serath mused aloud, placing his fork down over the plate and leaning back in his chair. "It tasted incredibly alcoholic."

"My crêpes were just fine -- the fire really brought out the flavour," Viv responded, swiping her right index finger through the remaining brandy sauce and sucking it clean.

"Fire always makes things better, so some would say." Serath belched loudly, and tried to hide it behind a cough.

Viv, however, didn't hold back. A long, loud burp rippled from her muzzle, causing the general chatter in the restaurant to die down. For a few seconds afterwards there was absolute silence, before the chatter started up again.

"I can't take you anywhere, can I?" Serath muttered, trying to ignore the stares being thrown in their direction.

"What can I say? That was a good meal, and what better way to express it than with a good belch?"

Serath sighed heavily and shook his head. "Come on. Let's pay the bill and get out of here before they decide to bar us." He pushed his chair back and stood up, waiting for Viv to stand as well before turning and leaving the table.

"Sorry about my wife," murmured Serath in apology to the golden-eyed vulpine cashier as he paid the bill. "Sometimes she's a bit... blunt with her praise."

"Indeed," replied the cashier with an amused look. She flashed a toothy grin at him as she returned his credit card. "She's not the worst we've had, but I think she comes close."

"I guess that's something to be thankful for." The wolf put the card back in his wallet and turned to Viv. "Any other expressions of praise you want to let out before we leave?"

Viv shook her head and grinned. "No, I'm fine." She linked her arm through Serath's. "Shall we go?"

The drive home was quiet, aside from the sound of the rain hitting the car. When they arrived home, Serath parked the car in the garage, and sat for a moment staring at the wall before he turned the headlights off. "Something wrong, hon?" Viv asked quietly.

"No, no. Just... in a thoughtful mood, that's all." Serath unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. "Got a few things on my mind."

"Anything you'd like to share with me?" Viv left the car as well and unlocked the door into the house, leaving Serath to secure the car and garage.

"Well," Serath began, entering the house and closing the door behind him. "Aside from the bills, which I'm always worrying about, I'm also thinking about my life, and where it's going." He followed Viv into the lounge, and sprawled out on the couch. "I'm also thinking that I don't know much about your life, your goals, your aspirations. We've never really talked about each other, have we?"

The feline sat on the couch next to Serath and leaned against him, resting her head upon his chest. "You know, I think you're right. We met in a bar, got to know each other a little, got hitched. Not much discussion at all."

"Yeah, the wedding was a little on the quick side," Serath murmured. He stroked a hand lightly over Viv's head, running his fingers through her blonde tresses. "I don't really regret it, though."

"Neither do I." Viv raised her head and looked up into Serath's eyes. "Our mothers were quite put out with the lack of a lavish wedding to fuss over."

Serath chuckled and nodded. "Yeah. I've always thought that weddings were too much of an opportunity to show off how much one was willing to go into debt to pay for it all. A simple registry ceremony is all that's needed."

"Mmhmm. Then tons of sex afterwards on the honeymoon."

"Honeymoon? We didn't really have one. We just went home to our little flat and...." The wolf trailed off and cleared his throat in embarrassment.

Viv finished the sentence with a delighted grin on her face. "Fucked like rabbits?" She rolled over onto her back, stretching her legs out over the end of the couch, and looked up at Serath. "Mmm, that was a good few days."

"You damn near wore me out," protested Serath good-naturedly. "I probably spurted more cum in that week than I did when I was in high school."

"Oh, you loved it." Viv reached up with a slender-fingered hand and lightly patted her husband's cheek. "I didn't hear you complaining when you were stuffing my pussy for the tenth time."

"True, true. I did need a week to recover from it all, though." Serath tried to surreptitiously adjust his position as the sexual talk started to get him aroused, but the weight of his wife made it difficult.

The movement didn't go unnoticed. "Ooh, someone's getting worked up," Viv purred when she felt something firm pressing against her upper back. She rolled herself over and sat up, taking her weight off Serath's crotch, letting his growing erection have room to expand. "Can I see?"

Serath laughed and nodded. "Would I ever say no?"

Viv grinned and unzipped Serath's fly, pulling the trousers down to reveal the bare fur beneath. His sheath was swollen, and about three inches of his dark red-purple cock were showing. "Mmm, I can't get enough of your wuffy cock," she purred, putting her hand upon his sheath. She squeezed gently and began to rub it up and down, coaxing more of her hubbie's shaft out to play.

"I've noticed that," Serath murmured, looking down and watching as Viv rubbed him to full extension. Soon, all nine inches of his pointed erection were out, pulsing gently with his heartbeat. "What are you going to do with it?"

"Mmm, I don't know," Viv replied in a sexy drawl. "Maybe I'll suck it, and get it all nice and wet," she murmured, lowering her head and slowly dragging her slightly rough feline tongue up the length of his shaft from sheath to tip, before slipping her lips over the head and engulfing it with a throaty moan.

The wolf gasped quietly, tensing up for a moment before he relaxed back into the couch. He stroked a hand through Viv's soft hair and scritched behind her ear as she suckled upon his member. "You give the best blowjobs," he murmured lovingly.

Viv didn't answer for a few seconds. She pushed her muzzle down over his cock, taking it almost to the base, before pulling her head up and looking up at Serath, licking her lips. "Really? Maybe I should get some of my coworkers to come round and blow you, and see if you still think that afterwards."

"Would you do that?"

"Mmm, probably. I'm sure I can get at least two of the girls -- and maybe a guy or two -- to come round. Maybe for dinner, then some fun to follow?" Viv slipped her muzzle down over Serath's cock again, working it expertly with a bit of suction and purring.

"Sounds good to me," Serath responded, sighing at the warm wetness surrounding his member. "Been a long time since I had a guy sucking me off."

Precum spit out of the wolf's cock into Viv's mouth at an almost constant rate. She let it fill up her mouth before she swallowed the metallic-tasting fluid. The taste was weird, but she'd got used to it over the years. She purred happily and sensuously as she fellated her husband, varying the pressure and speed over her suckling to bring him to his peak. She stopped before he could come however.

Serath was left with a throbbing cock that continually spit pre into the air as Viv stood up. He didn't have much time to wonder what she was up to; in seconds she had stripped off her clothes and was straddling him, rubbing her crotch over his erection. "Mm, wanna put it in me?" she asked in a low murmur, leaning forward to lick at Serath's lips.

"Do you really need to ask?"

Viv laughed and raised herself up, reaching beneath herself to guide her mate's cock to her vulva. "I guess not." She carefully nudged the pointed tip of Serath's shaft into her sex, then slowly pushed herself down onto it, letting out a soft moan as she did so.

"Mmm, feels good, love," Serath murmured with a smile. As she leaned forward to cuddle him he wrapped his arms around her and began to buck his hips, thrusting his cock slowly and rhythmically in and out of her damp pussy.

She moaned quietly at first, pressing her lips to Serath's in a fervent, loving kiss. Their tongues duelled playfully, exploring each other's mouths, sliding over their sharp teeth. As their passions built, however, she was soon panting and gasping as Serath pounded harder into her snatch. His knot swelled quickly, pumping briefly through Viv's labia until he was locked inside her, whereupon it grew to its full size, stretching her pussy out even more. He went into the home straight, ramming his cock back and forth inside her until she suddenly came hard.

An ecstatic cry burst loose from Viv's throat as she climaxed. Her sopping snatch clenched in tight spasms around her hubbie's cock and knot, bringing him over the edge also. He gritted his teeth and grunted as his cum began to squirt in strong pulses; it mingled with her juices, squeezed through into her womb, and leaked gradually out of her around his knot.

They stayed cuddled together on the couch, murring softly in the pleasurable afterglow of their impromptu coupling. Serath's cock continued to throb inside Viv, keeping her filled with his hot seed. He stroked his hands down her back, smoothing her soft tortoiseshell-patterned fur.

Once they'd recovered, Viv carefully pushed herself upright and attempted to dismount. For a few moments it looked as if Serath's knot would keep them together a bit longer, but then, with a wet slurp accompanied by a sudden flood of semen, his knot popped out of her. "Oooh, that felt so good," she groaned as she stood up, wobbling a little on unsteady legs. Cum dribbled out of her and down her inner thighs.

"Uh-huh. Sex seems better when done outside the bedroom, don't you think?" Serath asked in a quiet murmur. He stretched out, causing several joints to click in complaint, then got up off the couch. "I dunno about you, but I think I'll need to shower again." He glanced down at the couch, which was showing signs of the action that had just taken place. "Good thing we invested in the waterproofing," he commented wryly.

"Definitely," Viv replied, stretching out as well with some cracking noises. "Share the shower? No sense in wasting water."

Serath nodded in agreement. "Sure. As long as you don't try to get a shower fuck," he warned. "I don't have the energy, and remember what happened last time?"

"Yeah, I do. Slipped over, fell out of the tub with you still knotted in me, and sprained a few muscles."

"Exactly. Anyway, I'll go run the shower. You can grab some towels out of the cupboard." Serath turned and tottered away in the direction of the bathroom.

They had a quick shower, by their standards. Though they played a little, they didn't go all the way again. Most of the time was spent lathering shampoo and conditioner into their fur and rinsing it all out again.

After they'd towelled themselves dry, Serath took care of the mess on the couch, whilst Viv organised hot drinks for them both. "Feel like watching anything?" she asked when she came back into the lounge.

"Uh... hmm. I don't know. Maybe some old Top Gear?" Serath sat on the couch and made himself comfortable. "I could go with some British car humour."

"All right, then." Viv put the mugs down on the coffee table, and picked up the media centre keyboard. Soon the familiar strains of Jessica were blaring from the speakers, and Viv was snuggling up to Serath with her mug of hot chocolate.

When the programme had finished and their mugs were empty they retired to bed for some more cuddling. Lying in bed with the covers pulled over them, Serath spooned up behind his kitty, stroking his hand over her chest while the rain still fell with a muted roar on the roof. Now and then an actinic flash of lightning lit the room, followed sometime later by a growling crescendo of thunder that seemed to shake the walls. "Wow! That's a good storm out there," Serath commented after a particularly strong crash of thunder.

"Mmhmm. I love nights like this." Viv rolled over and embraced her husband, nuzzling at his neck. "Snuggled up in bed with my wuffy, knowing that he'll protect me from harm."

"Really?" Serath replied with bemusement. "How little you know me. Which reminds me..." he added when he remembered the discussion they were having earlier. "Why don't we have a weekend away together, and spend it really getting to know each other?"

Viv raised her head to look Serath in the eyes. "Weekend retreat, huh? Sounds like a good idea to me. Any suggestions on where we should go?"

"Um... not really, no. Maybe camp out on a beach somewhere? It's been years since I last did that."

"That might work." The feline stroked her fingers gently over Serath's shoulder, hmming thoughtfully. "Castlepoint has some nice beaches. Great fishing, too."

Serath chuckled. "You do so like your fish, don't you?"

"Of course. I'm a cat, after all," replied Viv in a 'matter of fact' tone.

"Really? I hadn't noticed."

For that remark, Serath received a light slap on the muzzle. "Don't make me show you how much of a cat I am."

"You mean you haven't already?" The wolf grinned and licked over Viv's muzzle with his wide tongue. "I'd suggest you show me, but I feel a bit too tired for it."

Viv nodded and rolled over, snuggling her back up against her husband and grinding her rump against his crotch. "Mm, that's okay. There's always the morning for it."

"You know, I've always wanted to ask you... do you ever come home from the studio and later think, 'Oh great, more work' when we have sex?" Serath asked curiously. "It's been bugging me for a while."

"Er...I've never really thought about it like that. I like sex, so whether I do it for a job or for pleasure doesn't really matter to me." Viv shrugged. "Sometimes performing for the camera can get boring -- there are only so many times one can moan and groan and cry 'fuck me harder' -- so it's nice to come home and enjoy some proper loving sex." She smiled and pressed her lips to Serath's in a soft kiss. "I couldn't do without my wuffy."

Serath mmmed and parted his lips to let Viv's tongue in. They kissed deeply for a few seconds before they broke the kiss. "I don't think I could do without you either. Since I met you, I've been much happier."

"But you still enjoy a bit of cock now and then, eh?" Viv pointed out with a grin. "You'll always be a little bit gay, I think."

"True, true. Seems hard to believe that I was exclusively gay before you came along. You were my first, in a way," Serath mused.

Viv giggled cutely. "You were my biggest conquest, I think. I converted you from the dark side."

"Pfft! Say that to me next time I have a dick in my arse, whenever that will be. It's been months."

"Don't my dildos count?"

Serath looked levelly at his wife. "Fake cocks don't really count, particularly with the amount of work needed to use them."

"Spoilsport." Viv yawned very widely, lolling her tongue out as she did so.

A particularly strong flash of lightning lit the room for a moment, followed immediately by an impressive peal of thunder directly overhead. "Bloody hell!" Serath swore, clutching tightly to Viv. "That was a big one!"

"I don't think we'll be sleeping much tonight," Viv murmured. "Not until the storm buggers off." She rolled back towards Serath a bit, bunching the covers up. "Seeing as we're going to be awake for a while longer," she purred, tracing a clawtip down the wolf's chest, "why don't we have some more fun?"

"Again?"

"Doesn't have to be too vigorous. Just spoon up behind me, slip your dick in and fuck me slowly."

Serath thought that over. He was tired, but probably not tired enough to put up much resistance. "All right, then," he agreed. His cock was already ahead of him, partially slipping out of his sheath.

Viv rolled over again to face away from him, and rubbed her rump against his emerging shaft. "Come on, big boy. Take me from behind, and fuck my hot, wet cunt with your fat dick."

"You really know how to push a guy's buttons, don't you?" Serath muttered as he rolled onto his side and snugged up against Viv. He guided his shaft into the feline's sex and pushed in, sheathing his member deep within her snatch.

"Mmhmm," murred Viv, pressing back against Serath, tensing her vaginal muscles. "Years of experience, hon. A guy almost always loves to hear dirty talk."

The wolf didn't say anything, instead curving his arm round to cup her right breast and squeeze it gently as he started to thrust. He moved slowly, just using small strokes to save energy. When he tired of caressing her breasts he moved his hand down to play with her clit, rubbing at it firmly as his shaft pushed all the way into her snug sex before pulling out again.

Viv sighed and squeaked with pleasure as her husband made love to her. Though she might have sex twenty times a week with a dozen different guys, there was nothing like having her mate fuck her in the familiar surroundings of home. She could feel her pussy juicing up as he buried his bone in her tunnel, her nectar mixing with his own preseed to produce quiet squelching noises as he thrust. Small jolts of pleasure came from her clit as his fingers rubbed firmly at it.

She was still slightly worked up from the earlier activities, so it didn't take her long to reach another climax. A series of short cries punctuated her peak, accompanied by clenches of her pussy muscles around Serath's shaft.

Serath held still whilst Viv came, trying to prevent himself from joining her in orgasm. The spasms of her sex around his cock were intensely pleasurable, and he had to pull out of her before he lost control of himself. He continued to hump Viv's rump, smearing her juices and his pre over her fur. When he felt the crinkled pucker of her anus against his tip, he grinned and pressed into it.

Viv's cries turned into gasps of pained discomfort as her tailhole was suddenly assaulted. "Aaah, careful!" she exclaimed as her anus reluctantly opened up to admit the thick lupine mem­ber. "It's been a while."

"Sorry," apologised Serath, hugging the feline close to him as he slowly and carefully eased into her back passage. He sighed quietly as his cock was engulfed by the tight warmth, pushing it in all the way. "Mmm, as much as I love your puss, there's nothing quite like a tight arse," he murmured.

"Or a cock in it," Viv muttered, trying to relax her anal muscles. "Oooh, it feels so much bigger when you haven't had it for a while." She pressed back against Serath, who embraced her lovingly. "I think I'm okay, now. Go ahead."

"All right, hon," Serath murmured, stroking his hand over her breasts as he started pumping his hips, gently moving his dick in her tailhole. After three or four minutes of slow thrusting he picked up the pace, pounding into her with more vigour now that her hole had loosened. His knot grew, stretching her anus even more, which caused her to groan a bit in pain. Before it got too big, he plunged it deep inside and held it, letting it swell to full size inside her rectum.

The feline gasped in exclamation at the sudden growth inside her. "Fuck!" Her rectal muscles protested, clenching to try to push the massive bulb out, but that served only to pleasure the wolf more. He resumed thrusting, panting hard as he drove himself to his own sticky climax.

Finally Serath gritted his teeth and clutched his wife tightly to him as he came. "Ngggh! Ngggh!" he grunted in her ear as his cock throbbed and spit hot semen into her bowels.

"That's it, baby," purred Viv, grinding her rump on Serath's crotch. She tensed her tailhole rhythmically, milking the wolf for every drop she could. "Fill my arse with that cum I so love."

Gradually Serath's breathing slowed to a more normal rate, and he started licking lightly at Viv's ear, making her giggle. "Mmm, how was that? I didn't hurt you too much, did I?"

Viv shook her head. "To start with, but once my arse had stopped hurting it was pretty good. I should practise more to keep my bunghole nicely loosened up for any cocks that might happen to fall into it."

Serath snickered. "Do that, and you might find my cock 'falling into it' rather more often."

"That wouldn't be a bad thing, overall... though I might end up having to wear adult diapers," Viv replied. She yawned widely and stretched, clenching more around the cock and knot lodged in her rear entrance. "I think the storm's moving off."

"Really? I was a bit too busy to notice." Serath chuckled, then yawned as well. "We should probably take the opportunity to get some sleep then. Although," he added wryly, "I'm sure one of us is going to end up sleeping in a large wet spot once the tie breaks."

"It'll be you," murmured Viv, yawning again. "It's always the guy that has to sleep in the wet spot. Says so in the Woman's Handbook."

Serath bucked his hips hard, driving his still spurting cock deeper into the feline's colon, eliciting a startled yelp. "I've read it; it doesn't say that at all."

"Okay, okay!" Viv exclaimed." I'll sleep in the wet spot if it'll make you happy."

"Good," Serath replied sweetly. "I'll make you breakfast in the morning in return."

"Bacon and eggs, four pieces of toast and a large coffee, thanks."

"All right, then." Serath scritched his claws lightly over Viv's chest, circling around her breasts. "Anything for my kitty."

Viv purred quietly at the scritching, and slipped her tail over his legs, winding it around them. "Thanks, wuffy."

Serath stroked his hand over the sinuous tail, liking how it felt running through his fingers. "Any time."

The storm wandered off into the distance, perhaps to lash the South Island. The flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder lessened in frequency until the sky was once again clear of inclement weather. Serath and Vivienne snuggled up under the covers, the wolf's cock continuing to spit his warm seed deep into his mate's bowels, although in increasingly smaller amounts as his climax waned. Eventually sleep claimed them both... un­til, a short time later, the silence was broken by the Viv's sonorous snoring.

"God damn it."