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A typical minivan pulled into the driveway of a typical suburban home. There was nothing special about the car; it was the type of vehicle people only buy if they have young children of a certain age. Similarly, the house was fairly unremarkable. It could be easily confused with any other house on any other residential street.

However, the two well-dressed wolves occupying the minivan were definitely not typical. On this night they were celebrating something they shared that was special and increasingly rare: a loving, stable marriage. As part of the celebration, they had hired a babysitter to watch over their three pups while they escaped to their favorite fancy restaurant for a quiet, romantic dinner alone.

Felix Timber finished parking the car in the garage and looked over to his wife Sarah. She had a smile of pure contentment on her face. It was the look of one who was happy with her lot in life, and had no desire to change any part of it. Felix wore a similar smile that radiated love and happiness, but it was mixed with an extra quality that could be described as anticipatory, or perhaps even predatory. It was the look of a guy hoping to get laid. Indeed, it seemed like a reasonable expectation, considering that he had just enjoyed a perfectly pleasant dinner date with his wife, it had been a little while since they had last been intimate, and she had been shooting him meaningful looks all night. On top of that, it was Valentine's Day, which also happened to be their anniversary. It was the confluence of every situation in which he could reasonably expect sex.

The two wolves gazed at each other for a few moments before leaning over and briefly rubbing their noses together. Then they finally got out of the car and headed into the house. The babysitter greeted them as they walked in. "Hey Mr. and Mrs. Timber, did you have a nice dinner?"

"Oh yes, Emily, we had a very nice time," replied Sarah. "I'm sorry we were a little later than we said we'd be. Did the pups give you any trouble?"

"Not at all. They were little angels. They're all in bed now."

"That's good."

"I can't wait to have some of my own someday," the younger wolf mused.

Felix laughed, "Ha! Don't rush into it. They may have seemed sweet and harmless tonight, but there are plenty of nights when they won't stop screaming and kicking. Besides, you're way too young to be tied down with a family."

Emily blushed and said sheepishly, "I know. I just really love pups. They're so cute, and I love taking care of them."

"That's probably why you're the best babysitter we know. Don't let me forget to pay you," Felix said while taking out his wallet.

"Thanks, Mr. Timber."

"Do you need a ride home?"

"No, I drove myself, remember?"

"Oh, that's right. Good night, Emily."

"Thank you again, Emily. Drive safe!" Sarah added.

With the babysitter gone, they made sure all the lights on the first floor of their home were off and ascended the stairs. Sarah briefly looked in on each of the pups while Felix brushed his teeth. Soon she joined him in their bedroom.

"Pups still asleep?" he asked from the bathroom.

"Yes. Emily did great, as always."

"Good." He stepped out of the bathroom, fixing a hungry gaze on his wife. "I don't want any distractions tonight."

Sarah nuzzled her husband. "Let me wash off my perfume first."

"You wouldn't need to wash that stuff off every night if you didn't put it on in the first place."

She rolled her eyes. "I know you don't like it, dear."

He sighed as he undressed. It wasn't that he disliked the smell of her perfume, it was just that her natural scent was infinitely better. Somehow, after all these years he still hadn't been able to convince her of that. The perfume she favored was some kind of generic fruity concoction that made him feel like he was being smothered in fruit salad. On the other hand, her natural scent was subtly sweet, with a tangy hint of canine musk. It was feminine, it was intoxicating, and it was her. Smelling her natural scent evoked all the memories of the best years of his life. He hated that she felt the need to hide it behind that veil of fruit.

He dropped his clothing in the hamper and climbed into bed naked. They rarely wore anything while in bed, preferring to enjoy each other's bare fur and body heat. He listened to the water running for a while, lost in thought. They had been married for ten years now, and they had been a couple for four years before that. So much had happened in that time. They had their rough patches like any couple, but he couldn't imagine being happier with anyone else. The sound of running water stopped, and Felix grinned when he heard the blow drier start. Sarah's fur would be warm and fluffy by the time she joined him, and even more snuggly than usual.

Sarah stepped out of the bathroom, not even bothering to cover herself. Felix's eyes were on her the entire time as she sashayed towards the bed, sensuously swinging her hips with every step. When she reached the foot of the bed, she slowly crawled over the mattress as if stalking prey until she was directly over her husband. When they were nose to nose, she gave him a smoldering kiss, pulled back the covers to reveal his gray-furred body and his member that was already coming to attention, and... settled in next to him as if she hadn't just put on a sexy, provocative display. She pulled the covers back over them, kissed him on the muzzle with considerably less passion than before, and rolled over on her side.

Felix was confused and dismayed by Sarah's sudden lack of interest. What was the point of being all seductive if she was just going to roll over and go to sleep? And hadn't she been hinting all night that she wanted to have some fun once they were alone? Well, she did like to tease him and play hard to get, so sex wasn't out of the question yet. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. "Sarah, my love, do you maybe want to fool around a little before going to sleep?"

"Tempting, but I just don't feel up to it. It's been a long day."

"Oh... alright," he sighed. "Good night, dear."

"Good night," she murmured back.

He snuggled closer and gently rubbed her belly. Every night they had ever spent together, he had lulled his mate to sleep with tender caresses. A soft whine escaped her throat, reminding him of why he did this. She loved the attention, and his touch made sure that the last thing she thought of each night was how much he loved her. Of course, he was also an expert at turning those tender caresses into something a little more heated. After fourteen years together, he liked to think that he knew how to get her worked up.

There was a slight stirring in his loins as he mused over all the things he loved about his mate. He nestled his nose into her fur and breathed in her scent. It wasn't just her scent; he loved the softness of her fur, her warmth (both physical and emotional), her patience, and her wit. She was a wonderful wife and mother, and he worked hard every day to deserve her. Felix's hand continued to brush over Sarah's body in a circular path, with his claw tips lightly scratching beneath her fur. Lower and lower he drifted, until he barely brushed the edges of her nether regions.

"Mmf, I already told you, not tonight," she said as she brushed his hand away.

"Sorry, honey. I don't know what I was thinking."

"You knew exactly what you were thinking, you horny wolf."

"Well, it is Valentine's Day. And our anniversary. Usually we..."

"I know, but I'm not in the mood just yet."

They resumed their cuddling. He had trouble falling asleep, mainly because he had been looking forward to having some fun. It put him in a pensive mood. His thoughts drifted back to all their previous Valentine's Days together. They had, by coincidence, met on a February 14 many years prior and become fast friends. A few years later, that friendship blossomed into something more when they kept each other company on a Valentine's Day that otherwise would have been spent alone. Exactly two years after that, they gave their bodies to each other, and in two more years they were married. Felix was even pretty sure that their first child had been conceived on their third anniversary.

Despite her claim of being tired, it was clear that Sarah had not yet fallen asleep either. Felix nudged her with his nose and asked, "Do you remember that first Valentine's Day we spent together?"

"Of course I do," she mumbled. "You made me watch that stupid anime with the robots and the drills."

"Hey, that show was awesome."

"No, dear, it really wasn't."

"Yeah, well, don't forget that you made me watch that awful vampire movie."

She giggled. "Fourteen years and you still haven't forgiven me for that?"

They stayed silent for a moment, reflecting on what had happened back then. It had been an interesting day. Sarah was feeling bitter about the holiday, because she had recently ended a relationship. Meanwhile, Felix had always been indifferent to it, but some of his friends had been trying his patience by talking incessantly about their romantic plans. As it happened to fall on a Saturday that year, the two wolves decided to spend the day together rather than sit around alone. They played video games, watched movies, and just talked - all normal things that friends do. Yet something changed as the day went on. Their conversation turned to romance and notions of ideal lovers. They discovered that they wanted many of the same things out of life. Finally, just before midnight, she kissed him.

"I'm so glad you kissed me that night. Otherwise it never would have occurred to me to ask you out."

"You're welcome. That was probably the best decision of my life."

They fell silent again, and Felix's mind drifted. His thoughts were still mostly focused on Valentine's Day and sex, so he was naturally drawn to memories of one of the most special nights of his life. When he and Sarah had been a couple for two years, they decided to have sex for the first time. For both of them, it was their first time with anyone.

***

He still remembered that night so clearly, despite the many intervening years. They had gone to dinner, and then a movie, and ended up back in his tiny bachelor apartment. The lovers ended up in the bedroom, sitting nervously on the foot of the bed, brimming with anticipation. There was an unopened box of condoms in the drawer of the nightstand, bought in preparation for this night; they had discussed and planned everything carefully.

Felix had an arm around Sarah's waist. They had taken some time to cuddle and reaffirm that they wanted to take this step. "So, how do you want to do this?" he asked.

"Well, I thought I might give you a blow job. That's how these things are supposed to start, right?"

"That's what porn would have us believe."

They both laughed, and then Sarah slid off the bed to kneel between Felix's legs. She unzipped his pants and froze, staring at the already noticeable tent in his boxers. The unsure wolfess cautiously parted the fly and revealed her boyfriend's hardening length.

"This is the first time I've seen one of these in person. Can I touch it?"

With a nervous chuckle, he answered, "I've kind of been hoping you would."

Carefully, she reached for that pink rod, tentatively brushing her fingers along its length. Felix whined happily, delighted to finally be touched there by fingers that were not his own. At first, Sarah only used her fingertips, but as she became more comfortable with touching her lover, she wrapped an entire hand around him. With long, slow strokes, she stimulated him until a steady trickle of pre dripped down his shaft, slicking her sensitive paw pads and matting her fur.

As the male wolf started to moan in pleasure, the female inched her muzzle closer, preparing to taste him for the first time. Her nose twitched at his heady musk. Felix bit his lip, silently willing her to take him into her mouth. However, she paused and drew back with an uncertain glance upwards. Then she steeled herself and leaned forward with her tongue outstretched, but once again she backed off right before making contact.

Trembling, eyes welling with tears, Sarah released her boyfriend's shaft and settled back on her haunches. With downcast eyes, she sniffled, "I'm sorry, I don't know if I can do this. I'm too nervous."

Felix dropped off the bed to settle next to his girlfriend on the floor. "It's alright, Sarah. You don't have to suck me off."

"You were looking forward to this so much, and now I've ruined it..."

"No, you haven't ruined anything," he reassured as he hugged and nuzzled her in comfort. "I'd never force you to do something that makes you uncomfortable."

It took a few minutes, but the wolfess was eventually able to look her lover in the eyes. "I really wanted to make you feel good."

"Don't worry about it."

"What should we do now?"

"What if we trade places?"

"Trade places? You mean you would... eat me out? I thought guys hate that."

"Who cares what other guys think? I've never tried it before, so I'll decide for myself if I like it. Besides, I want to make you feel good, too."

Sarah could only smile and blush in response, so she positioned herself on the edge of the bed with her boyfriend between her knees. She thought she was ready, but when he reached for the zipper on her jeans, she stopped him. "I'm still not sure about this."

Felix moved his hands away and looked up at her. "Trust me. Please? I won't do anything unless I have your permission."

Ears turning bright red, the wolfess acquiesced. "Alright."

"Thank you. Now, may I kiss your belly?"

"S-sure."

Carefully, Felix lifted Sarah's shirt enough to reveal her stomach. Then he kissed her right above her navel. Her fur tickled his nose and left her sweet, enticing scent in his nostrils, arousing him further. With a pleasured growl, he gave her a second kiss just below the first and connected the two points with a slow lick. A naughty idea formed in his head - he would play connect-the-dots. He chose several different spots to kiss and then retraced his path with his broad tongue. Faint moans told him that his plan was working, so he repeated the game. After a number of attempts, he began to notice that she responded differently when he stimulated different areas. Sometimes the touch of his lips would leave her trembling, and sometimes the brush of his tongue would prompt a cute rumble deep in her chest. The wolf began to focus on those areas that seemed to give his girlfriend the greatest pleasure. Again and again he kissed and licked around her stomach until she squirmed and whined.

She seemed ready for the next step, so he asked, "May I take off your pants?"

"Yeah..." she sighed dreamily.

A claw hooked on the zipper of her jeans and pulled downward. Then nimble fingers undid the button. With one more kiss just above the waistband, Felix pulled off the denim garment to reveal a simple pair of pink panties. The panties already had a slightly damp, dark spot.

"Lovely," he grinned. "Do you mind if I feel you up a little?"

"G-go ahead..."

Felix moved along Sarah's feminine curves, dragging his clawtips through her fur. He squeezed her firm rump, traced the curve of her spine as he moved up her back, and then snuck under her shirt to feel her breasts for the first time. As he massaged her orbs through her bra, he nuzzled against her belly, feeling the dampness left by his tongue. Before long, he heard a steady thump against the bed as Sarah's tail wagged excitedly.

Looking up with a broad grin, he asked, "Will you let me take your panties off?"

Her vigorous nod made his grin even broader. He started to rub the tip of his muzzle against her crotch, letting his nose trace the line of her slit through her underwear. Her scent was so much stronger there, and he just wanted to bury his face in it. The wolf hooked one of his fangs on the waistband and drew it down until his lover's most sensitive parts were exposed to the air. Sarah shifted, allowing the cloth to come off her hips and fall to the floor.

The male wolf became increasingly eager, but he still controlled himself. Instead of diving in, he rubbed his head against Sarah's inner thighs, occasionally darting his tongue to tease the crease where her legs met the rest of her body. She was trembling, but it wasn't from nervousness anymore. No, she was consumed by unfamiliar sensations and unprecedented pleasure.

"May I taste you?" he growled.

"Yes!"

He didn't need any more encouragement and happily flicked his tongue over her slit. When the warm, wet organ touched her, she squealed, prodding him to do more. Felix licked her again, but slower and more deliberately. Another squeal from his girlfriend filled him with pride. Knowing that he was responsible for her pleasure, and that she trusted him enough to allow him to pleasure her, made him feel like a real wolf. After a third lick, he felt Sarah's legs wrap around his body; a fourth, and her hands desperately gripped the fur on the back of his head. "Stop teasing!" she moaned.

He took the hint and began varying his movements. He teased all around her mound, tickled her inner thighs, and stimulated her clit. He especially enjoyed finding uses for that sensitive nub, whether licking it, suckling it, or pinching it. He even tried lightly biting it, though a yelp and a slap from Sarah put an end to that.

Overall, though, he did a good job, considering that Sarah kept trying to pull his muzzle deeper into her crotch. He lapped at her nether lips enthusiastically, slipping his tongue into her hidden, treasured depths, and her ecstatic moans and pleasured whines were music to his ears.

By now she was dripping with arousal, and Felix caught the drops of dew on his tongue with each lick. He wasn't sure what to think of her taste. Her fluids had a strange flavor that he couldn't describe; not bad, but strange. Still, he figured he could get used to it. After all, this was his first time eating out an eager wolfess. It probably took some getting used to, and this was one thing he hoped to have the opportunity to try again.

Sarah was panting and clenching her legs around him, so he moved his tongue even faster along the entire length of her slit while nudging her clit with his nose. A continuous high pitched whine escaped from her throat, lasting for minutes until it culminated in a stifled howl. Her entire body shuddered, and she wailed, "Stop! It's too much!"

Felix backed off, feeling satisfied with himself as he listened to her heavy breathing. At the time, he assumed he had caused an orgasm; it would be months later before he became skilled enough to learn what her real orgasm was like.

Still panting, Sarah fell backwards on the bed. When Felix climbed up to lie next to her, she asked, "How did you learn how to do all of that?"

"Let's just say that I've done a lot of research."

"Ooh, you dirty, horny wolf, you promised you'd stop watching porn."

"Not porn, research." He replied innocently as he licked her neck.

Over the next few slow, sensual minutes, they kissed and cuddled, unhurriedly working off their remaining clothing. Sarah's shirt came off, and then her bra, allowing Felix to finally see her breasts. He played with them, gently squeezing, teasing, and rubbing, while she used her legs to shuck off his pants and boxers. His shirt soon followed, and they were naked together for the first time. A hush fell over them as they lay there sizing up each other's bodies.

Felix decided to break the silence. "Sarah, may I have the honor of being your first?" The line sounded so cheesy that he almost regretted it as soon as it was out of his mouth. However, whether it was the heat of the moment or genuine appreciation, Sarah seemed to admire his earnest, gentlemanly request.

"Yes, Felix, I want you to be my first," she said softly.

Felix retrieved the box of condoms from the nightstand and opened it. Removing one of the foil wrappers and opening it, he asked, "Care to help me do the honors?" He pinched the reservoir tip and moved the condom into position, allowing his girlfriend to roll it down his erect shaft. It made a snug fit, not too tight, though it put an unfamiliar type of pressure on him.

"Ready?"

She nodded. "Please be gentle."

"Always."

His girlfriend rested on her back, looking shy and apprehensive as he rolled on top of her. He gave her a reassuring kiss as he carefully, but steadily, pushed his member into her depths. Her virginal barrier broke, and her whole body tensed as Felix hilted himself. His lips never left hers until he was all the way in.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. It doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Just feels weird to have something in there."

"Want me to keep going?"

In response, she kissed him and bucked her hips, which he took as a clear "yes." A quick pull back, then a gentle push in, and he was thrusting in time to meet her movements. They rolled, bucked, and pushed their hips together, following the most ancient and primal rhythm.

She was so tight. Her inner walls squeezed him, the condom squeezed him, and he felt the tingly feeling of an approaching climax all too soon. He tried to steady himself, but it was no use. The hot, gripping sensations had already pushed him too far. Should he tie with her? No, he wouldn't do that without asking, and he knew it would all be over before he could ask and get an answer. Instead, he tried to continue his pace even as instinct tried to force him to go faster and deeper. The tingling at the very base of his member became more insistent, inexorably spreading up his shaft until his seed burst from his tip in wild spasms. He could feel it pooling in the condom as he groaned from pleasurable defeat.

"Did you finish already?" Sarah wondered.

"Yeah, sorry." He glanced at the clock and felt a little ashamed that he had barely lasted two minutes inside her.

"It's alright. You still made me feel pretty great tonight."

"You're welcome," Felix said as he pulled out and examined the condom. It looked like it had successfully served its purpose. "Let me take care of this real quick." He went to the bathroom, where he pulled off the condom and threw it in the trash. Then he washed his hands and penis before returning to bed.

They cuddled for a long time, still too excited to sleep, but not quite willing to go for a second round. They whispered sweet nothings, stroked each other's fur, and enjoyed their warmth and closeness until they started to feel sleep overtake them.

However, before they could drift off completely, Sarah murmured, "Felix?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"And I love you, Sarah." It was the first time they had ever said that to each other.

***

"Felix!"

His thoughts snapped back to the present, and he realized he was rubbing his full erection against Sarah's hips.

"What am I going to do with you, you horny wolf?" she wondered, and though she tried to sound annoyed, there was a strong hint of amusement in her voice.

Felix picked up on her undertone and realized his earlier mistakes. She was teasing him! All night she had been signaling that she wanted to take things slow and play around. She loved the long game - pretending to be innocent, slowly seducing each other, and finally giving in to passion - but he had been overeager and far too direct in his requests for sex. Luckily, she seemed willing to let him try to salvage the night. "I'm sorry, dear. You know how hard it is for me to control myself around you."

"And to think you used to be such a sappy romantic." She rolled to face him with a stern expression, but the façade was already crumbling. Her eyes were smiling too much to keep up the cold act.

"What do you mean, 'used to be?'" he protested.

With feigned dismay, she said, "You used to work so hard to give me pleasure, and you were such a gentleman about it. Now look at you - grinding against me to get yourself off." She sighed dramatically and added, "Maybe my horny wolf is getting too old. He just doesn't have the energy to treat me right anymore."

"Your horny wolf is sorry," he cooed. "Your horny wolf just needed you so badly that he didn't pay attention to what you wanted."

"Aw, did I get you that hot and bothered?" She scratched the underside of his muzzle, letting him know she accepted his apology.

"You always do." They kissed, unwilling to continue the fake argument. Felix knew what he had to do next to make up for his obliviousness. "My dear, may I prove how much I love you?"

"I think you already have."

"Then may I taste you?"

"Mmm... yes."

Even though he had her permission, he didn't dive straight for her nether lips. During their many years together, he had become patient and methodical in the way he provided pleasure. As he moved from head to hips, the wolf would lavish loving attention on every part of his lover's body that lay on his path. Tonight he started with her ears, nibbling and tugging on them playfully. Sarah giggled at his teasing, but her cute laugh turned to a moan as soon as Felix flicked his tongue just inside the very tip of her left earlobe. It was one of her many sensitive spots that had been discovered over the years through their foreplay, and the wolf knew just how long to spend on each area before his wife became bored.

After only a minute, he disengaged from her ear and turned his efforts to her head and neck. It started with a heated kiss, where their tongues danced between their maws and shared the unique tastes and textures within. Eventually the kiss had to break, if only so they could breath, and Felix used the opportunity to move on to Sarah's neck. Here again he knew her exact preference. She liked to be licked just below her muzzle, then down her throat and along her collar bone before receiving a hard nip on the shoulder. After that, she usually liked it when he lightly seized her neck in his jaws in the traditional lupine way. He did all of that for her and was rewarded with her loving growls of passion.

Though he could do so much with his lips, teeth, and tongue, his hands were far from idle. While they were kissing, he stroked his lover's arms, side, back, and tail, whatever he could reach. His claws ran through her long fur, almost imperceptibly grazing her skin and leaving trails of goose bumps. When he took her neck in a love bite, his hands moved to her breasts to massage the sensitive mounds and tweak her nipples. All the while, Sarah growled and moaned, gripping her husband's back with increasing desperation.

Felix decided to shift positions. Releasing his wife's neck, he made sure she was comfortable on her back before moving over her and resting his head in the soft valley of her chest. That talented tongue of his darted out to explore her cleavage, preparing her for one of his favorite tricks. He turned his head to the left, licked the very edge of her nipple, and then carefully dragged his teeth against her breast. At the same time, he used a claw to stimulate the same nipple from the opposite side. Then he turned his head to the right to do the same to her other breast. He heard her groan and felt one of her legs drag along his body as her knee rose in the air. From left to right, and right to left, he alternated pleasuring her breasts, and her legs moved up and down with each bit of pleasure, tail wagging wildly until she whined in frustration and tried to push his head lower.

Knowing it was time to move on, he shifted downward to admire the soft fur of her stomach. Her belly was a little less trim than it used to be, the price of having three children, but to Felix it was just as cute as ever. He rubbed it happily and planted a kiss just above her belly button, the very first of the sensitive spots he had discovered so many years ago. Then he played the connect-the-dots game they both loved so much. Her fur was slicked with his saliva as he dragged his tongue from point to point. Sarah didn't allow him to play for long. Brimming with anticipation, she let out a single, muffled bark, and shoved his head lower again.

As his nose reached her crotch, Felix growled keenly as the strong scent of her arousal surrounded him. In some ways, this was his favorite part of their intimate moments. He started, as usual, with a single determined lick that traveled the entire length of her slit. She was already so worked up that she climaxed as soon as his tongue touched her clitoris, and the wolf slurped up her flowing feminine fluids as if drinking from a sacred well. Any reservations he had had about her taste were long gone, having long ago learned to enjoy it immensely.

Sarah had to grab a pillow and shove it into her face to muffle her ecstatic howls, legs clasping around her husband's torso. Felix looked up, licking his chops, to appraise the reaction to his efforts. When his wife calmed down and removed the pillow, she only said, "You're not done yet."

Smiling, he turned back to her flower, playing along her outer lips with his long, broad tongue until more drips of dew appeared. His tongue began to reach deeper, each lick penetrating a little more, to the point that he tasted her innermost depths. He stuck his tongue deep inside, swirled it around the circumference of her inner walls, and then curled it upwards as he drew out, marking a line along the entire top of her passage, finally ending it all by grazing her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. Sarah's gasps and moans were music to his ears as he continued to delve deep, savoring the way she trembled beneath his touch.

Minutes of deep tongue play passed before the wolfess whined. She wanted more variety, and her husband was happy to deliver. He suckled her clit, pursing his lips around the sensitive nub and trilling it with his talented tongue-tip, forcing his wife to release a surprised, yet pleased, yip. Then it was back to hungrily lapping at her slit.

Twelve years since he had first tasted her, and he still didn't have the words to properly describe her flavor. It was a little sweet, a little spicy, and a little bitter all at once, but those terms seemed too general to do it justice. Maybe there were no words. It wasn't as if he could compare her to a food, because she didn't taste like any food he knew. She tasted like Sarah. That was good enough.

Scent and taste of his lover's arousal conspired to make his length rock hard. He needed stimulation down there, but he knew he wouldn't get it until his wife was satisfied, so he increased his efforts. He hit her with every possible combination of soft licks, sharp licks, long drags, and short darts of the tongue, varying the depth of penetration to keep her off guard. His thumb circled around her clit unpredictably, moving fast or slow as he determined necessary, occasionally tweaking or flicking it. Sarah fidgeted and moaned, bucked and whined, grasping the sheets or her husband's fur, anything to withstand the wonderful torture he put her through.

His mouth and hand traded places. Two fingers sank into her soaked passage, and he suckled her clit again as the invading digits worked in and out. He could tell she was getting close. Her inner walls were gripping at his fingers, and her clit kept trying to shrink away from his lips. Her whole body shuddered with each new movement.

The wolf switched again. Thumb poked at clit, tongue licked slit, and wolfess quivered with unstoppable pleasure. There was another howl as his muzzle was drenched in more sweet, sticky arousal. "You're even more delicious now than the day I first tasted you, dear." There was no reply to his compliment, because Sarah was too busy panting and moaning out her bliss.

He crawled up until he was nose to nose with his wife. They shared tender kisses while the wolfess recovered. Pretty soon, she had a hand around his member, firmly tugging it towards her body.

"Ready for more, my love?" Felix smirked.

"Absolutely," Sarah said with a sultry growl.

He took his place on top of her and slipped his thick canine shaft into her moist depths with no resistance. He just held himself there, fully inside his wife, as they shared another deep kiss. Time slowed for them, lost in love and pleasure, letting them fully appreciate that they were as close as physically possible. However, they didn't dwell on that feeling for too long, as Sarah began to buck her hips impatiently. Felix responded to her desire and gradually pulled out, allowing every inch of his shaft to grind against her already overstimulated clit. The wolfess squealed, and her husband locked his muzzle over hers to keep her from being too loud.

"Careful, honey, you might wake the pups."

"Oh, you damn tease. That wasn't fair."

"All's fair in love," he replied, and swiftly sank his length all the way back in. Sarah buried her face in her lover's chest to stifle her euphoric yelp. There was another slow withdrawal, followed by another powerful plunge and another suppressed cry. Again and again he impaled her, only stopping when she nearly pulled out a handful of his fur in her passion.

For the sake of his pelt, he decided they needed to try something different. He stopped grinding her clit so hard, merely thrusting in a steady pace. He made love to his wife, gentle and slow, kissing and holding her and whispering romantic things in her ear. She rolled her hips in time with his thrusts and enjoyed the relaxed motions for a while.

As pleasant as it was, they eventually longed for something more exciting. Their movements became a little wilder. Felix changed his rhythm frequently, knowing that Sarah gained the most pleasure when she wasn't sure what was coming. Slow or fast, soft or hard, shallow or deep, he kept thrusting and made Sarah practically lose her mind. She muttered encouragements in his ear, at least when she wasn't moaning or growling incomprehensibly.

His wife hit a minor peak and called out, "Yes! Yes! Ooh, my horny wolf, give it to me hard!" He would never deny her, so he set a new pace, thrusting as hard, fast, and deep as he could go. In seconds they were both grunting like wild animals, completely lost in the moment. They grasped and scratched each other as if they couldn't hold on tight enough and traded sharp love nips along their shoulders and necks.

Her hot, wet inner walls twitched and contracted, not only signaling her next orgasm, but pushing him closer to his final peak. His knot grew larger and made it more difficult to escape that inviting passage. They were both so close. The wolves ravished each other, bodies crashing together so hard that the bedsprings squeaked.

Felix felt the familiar tingling in the base of his shaft and knew he wouldn't last a half minute more. He grunted, "Want me to tie with you, Sarah?"

"Do it, Felix! Make me yours all over again!"

The engorged flesh of his knot popped into her passage, and Sarah had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. Felix, her wild, horny, alpha wolf, pounded her, not letting up for a second, even as yet another climax ripped through her body. Her inner walls gripped him tighter and tighter. He let out a moan, then a groan, then a feral growl as he claimed his wife with a strong mating bite. He practically exploded, his seed flooding his wife's hot tunnel, unable to escape thanks to his knot.

The frenzy passed. They calmed down, panting, settling into each other. Felix's bite had been a little too harsh, and he lovingly licked away drops of blood where his teeth had pierced Sarah's skin. Beaming, the lovers looked at each other, flushed from unparalleled pleasure, and sighed.

Felix nuzzled his wife before making his final request of the night. "And may I hug you, and kiss you, and love you forever?"

Sarah giggled, "You're such a sap!"

"Isn't that why you love me?"

"It is."

And so they hugged, and kissed, and cuddled, tied together and basking in the afterglow of their love. Eventually Felix was able to free his shaft from her depths, and they settled into a more comfortable position.

They cuddled some more after that, not quite ready to fall asleep yet. They whispered sweet nothings, stroked each other's fur, and enjoyed their warmth and closeness, the same as they had every night for a decade.

Before they drifted off completely, Sarah murmured, "Felix?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"And I love you, Sarah." It was very far from the first time they had said that to each other, and very far from the last time.