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The Beastridden 5

Part 2

Futoranda sat before his master and his mate, wallowing in his arousal as he watched them rutt. Senryul's robe cloaked him from any onlookers. But he knew he was being watched. Shiriya's warm opening throbbed and coursed, pleasently breached by her mate's erection.

Senryul's ears twitched as he heard the breathing of the rest of his Beastridden were burning with their own lusts as they all watched. But Senryul wasn't performing to be impressive; his beasts needed the extra push. Each snapping set of drool-flooded jaws spurred him to be more exciting to the eyes, and Shiriya's moans of ecstacy drew Futoranda closer to the two of them, crawling low. His trousers were irrefutably soaked. The master thrust on, drawing his beasts into a trance as he sensed his mate's climax, the wailing, powerful spirit of lust he summoned from Shiriya roared for release. She herself was limp; her mate's skill in breeding her weakened her massively, Senryul's thrusting rocking her as he impaled her over and over. As Futoranda and the other beasts grew bestial from their voyeurism, Senryul and his mate's body coursed on the edge of the orgasm, with the master's nose inches from his mate's...until he threw himself back, his robe swirling from his movement onto his feet, sliding shortly to a halt. His erection throbbed fiercely as Senryul inhaled with snarls, his heart pounding thunderously. With a final deep breath he calmed himself flaccid, eyeing the demure but savage lynx. She met his gaze, enslaved momentarily as she took a euphoric breath.

"So you're done then?" the bear asked, his heart in his throat. The hybrid master turned his head to face his subordinate directly, silent for a moment before he spoke.

"'Randa, come. We must arm you." Senryul said, and the bear took a few steps to remain kneeling by Senyrul's side, his excitement emanating from him like its own aura.

"MY BABY!! GIMME GIMME GIMME!" the bear barked in enthusiasm. Senryul chuckled darkly.

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Senryul and his ursine subordinate walked a distance from their encampment, to a young tree gnarled bare by high winds. Senryul took shifting steps as he gripped the hilt and drew the blade at an angle. Sunderer's blade cracked through the sturdy trunk, and the severed upper portion fell to reveal a hollow core. The master turned his back to the tree and bear.

"Reclaim your arms." he said coldly, and his underling shredded the lifeless treematter wit his perfectly handy bear claws. After he rent enough wood free he reached inside, and in a flash swung the lithe weapon for the master's face. Senryul was caught unaware, and faded back just in time as Futoranda swung it around himself at the joints to catch the other end. Senryul cursed at the bear's outburst and rushed ahead to reset the fighting distance, attacking with a thrust that was parried down. The bear reset his left hand to the inner shaft and swung the free end in a blinding whirl that Senryul couldn't counter. The bladed end met the exposed flesh and simply erased it, carving neatly into his arm and the bear reset his right hand to catch the whirling end, and swung the released section at the hybrid. Senryul evaded that attack, the gash in his arm bleeding freely, with Futoranda swinging the free end like a propeller as he charged toward his opponent. Senryul switched the grip of Sunderer's hilt to his right hand and took a guarded position, overwhelmed by the surprise attack, actually more entertained by this outcome. Senryul finally found the aggressive and powerful bear, who was walking slowly with his arms making faintly recognizable positions as he realized his weapon was spinning so fast it was invisible. Senryul took a breath and fired a red burst from a sword swing. The bear parried it away, but halted for a second, and Senryul raced forward. Futoranda grabbed a whirling end and both fighters met with a loud clang. Sunderer's edge was a hair from the bear's neck, and the salo's end was buried a paper's width into Senryul's chest.

"You are indeed...surprising, 'Randa.." Senryul said.

"That ain't all I got Boss!" Futoranda exclaimed.

"Rest. We will enjoy a night of slumber before Hornstrel falls." Senryul said, withdrawing with a sigh.

"HELL NO!" the bear shouted, and spinning his weapon like a wheel he pressed his attack once more.

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Knuckle grunted and groaned. He had long since reached his limit, but by his cousin's skill he was denied release.

He whimpered loudly in the throes of deepest pleasure as the wolf and otter gave his maleness thrilling licks and tugs, teasing him until his eyes overflowed with wetness and his breath seized in his chest.

"C-Cajo.. Ah gotta bust.." the brown wolf gasped. Cajo looked at the nearby otter and gave him a pat on the back.

"Ah'll handle this one." Cajo said, and motioned for the attentive otter to heft Knuckle's hairy balls, plump, damp and surging with unspent seed. Jonas rubbed them rhythymically and Knuckle howled; his claws digging into the floor.

"Better get you off.. you might cost us all of Jonas's money!" Cajo said with a grunt. But he smiled, and took his cousin's begging wolfhood into his paws to caress it once again.

"Cajo..." Knuckle begged, unabashed and needy.

Cajo leaned low and began to slurp the upper portion of his cousin's dick, savoring familiar and rare flavors as his other hand squeezed and rubbed the great knot. Knuckle winced, an eye closed as he began to thrust in time with the muzzle that was so generous, so careful as Knuckle was carried far beyond his limits.

The black and white wolf sucked eagerly as the cock in his jaws gave up more and more fluid. Cajo sucked farther down until his lips spread around his dear cousin's knot and held it as he sensed Knuckle's every movement and sensation. But Cajo enjoyed the moment, as something so simple was totally in his hands. He had actually planned from the start to draw Knuckle's sensations out for as long as possible, but as he watched he saw what frustration Knuckle had endured.

-Okay Knuck, you earned it.- Cajo thought as his lips and fangs found their way behind the dense bulb of flesh, and tugged a little at a time.

"Uh!?" Knuckle grunted as his balls drew up from Jonas's grasp, and his shaft entered a new dimension of girth as he plugged Cajo's throat and throbbed madly.

"AH!" the brown wolf cursed, eyes opening as both hands find Cajo's ears as he swallows, debating as he drives his knot into Cajo's mouth and collapsing back to the floor, wheezing as he came. Cajo gagged and gulped, his balled up fists smashing through the floor as he struggled to breathe against each shot that threatened to drown him. Jonas watched in awe and horror as the sight left him speechless. Cajo's eyes watered as he gulped wave after hard wave down, stroking Knuckle's leg as eventually the cascade calmed down, and a burst of harmless force erupted from the downed brown wolf to knock the room into disarray. Cajo was forced free, Jonas was rocked to his tail and Knuckle's head fell against the floor as he was instantly asleep, snoring loudly.

"Guh! Gaddamn!" Cajo sputtered as he gagged and swallowed, wiping his muzzle and spitting spunk from his lips.

"Shit cuz, you can really shoot!" the duo-toned wolf panted, gasping as he felt the warmth of Knuckle's cum from within.

But suddenly..

Cajo rose to his feet; a more intense hunger drew his attention to Jonas. The otter felt the ominous force of the wolf's gaze and shrank back.

"Hey little buddy.. You can help me out here. Ah got a itch and you got what it takes to scratch it." Cajo said, with a raised eyebrow.