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The following took place a few days after Natalie brought Adelaide to Howling Grove, but before they had their Oneness Test. The latter hadn't yet consummated her bond with Duskprowler, as there was still some uncomfortable awkwardness between the two of them. However, despite Adelaide's reservations, it wouldn't be much longer before their shared bond triumphed. It was only a matter of time.

On this particular afternoon, the two female lovers sat by the seashore at the southern edge of the forest of Lanea. They were alone and in their werewolf forms, placidly enjoying the peace and quiet of the sea at sunset. Adelaide was sitting behind Natalie, tenderly braiding her blond mane as the two lycca-vanni watched the sky slowly turn a beautiful shade of orange. Both of them were already wearing their Moon Pendants.

“Well, Addie, we made it," said the blond she-werewolf, letting out a contented sigh. “Somehow, we've reached this secret paradise of freedom, where pain and suffering are just things of the past. Here we can be our own masters, fully free to live our lives however we want. If this isn't heaven on earth, I don't know what is."

“Oh, you can say that again," Adelaide replied as she completed another braid, “Just a few days ago I was wishing I was dead, and now I've never been so glad to be alive. I guess, sometimes, miracles do happen."

“Yeah. Well, I think we can say that the Offering of the Fangs is a miracle in and of itself. Why, it even made all the horrible things we went through feel as though it was just a bad dream. I mean, how amazing is that? Sure, it doesn't really erase the past, but still!"

“Oh, absolutely," the black-maned she-werewolf said with a nod. “Trust me, not a day goes by without me thanking the heavens for that. And to think it only took two bites!"

“Two bites for a lifetime of freedom in lyccan paradise. Not a bad deal at all, I'd say," Natalie hummed, smiling. “And it was even better for me, as it was just a single bite, plus I wasn't even awake when it happened!"

“Yeah, for you it was super easy, barely an inconvenience!" said a slightly miffed Adelaide as she gave one of Natalie's braids a playful tug.

“Ow! Okay, fine, I'll stop bragging about it!"

“Yeah, you said the same thing yesterday, and the day before."

“Well, this time I mean it!"

“Like you also meant it yesterday and the day before?"

“Fuck!"

The two she-werewolves looked at each other, and then they just laughed.

After a brief moment, Adelaide leaned forward and gently wrapped her arms around Natalie, embracing her from behind. “Ah, it doesn't really matter. As long as I can hold you like this, everything is going to be just fine," she said.

“Yeah. That we can be together like this is, by far, the best part of this whole miracle," the blond lycca-vanni added while gently caressing Adelaide's werewolf hands. “After all, you've always been my happy place."

As the gentle murmur of the waves lazily rolling onto the seashore caressed their ears, Natalie and Adelaide closed their eyes, simply letting their lyccan lips meet. By the time their eyes opened again, both of them were back in their very, very naked human forms.

“Heh. Kissing with a snout is kind of awkward, isn't it?" the blond one said with a smile.

“Yeah. This way is much better," Adelaide said as she descended upon Natalie's rosy lips once more.

The two sapphic lovers paid no attention to the sun as it quietly approached the thin line were the sky meets the sea. They were very busy tasting each other's lips as their naked bodies hungrily pressed against one another. Soon, delicate hands started roaming every which way, softly tracing nubile mounds and curves. As they surrendered themselves to the mounting waves of their passion, a single impulse rose above all others: the impulse to drink in every deliciously feminine inch of each other's bared skin.

Flesh beckons flesh, and through touch and feel it avidly speaks its primal language. A whirlwind of amalgamated moans softly ascended towards the sky as the two womanly bodies writhed together, hands and fingers everywhere. Their nude forms glistened alluringly as they explored one another under a maelstrom of passionate lips and tongues. Nothing was off-limits. Indeed, they had both entrusted themselves to one another, freely letting their partner's fingers go wherever they wanted to.

Eventually, the rising onslaught of carnal sensations gave way to a volcanic eruption of lesbian bliss. The orgasmic explosion seized their whole bodies, sending electric shockwaves from head to toe, making all of their muscles spasm out of control for an instant. Then, after a few moments of riding the glorious peak of Mount Pleasure together, the two young women slowly floated back down to Earth. Their contented sighs as they lay alongside one another served as the outward expression of their shared afterglow, as did their smiles.

“That... was really good," said Natalie. “And you, Addie... You look incredibly beautiful when you come; did you know that?"

“D-don't just say that! It's so embarrassing!" Adelaide protested while her cheeks turned a bright shade of red.

“But it's true!" the blond one chuckled softly. “The face you make is so goddamn adorable that making you come has now become my new favorite thing in the world!"

“N-Natalie!"

“...Although making you all flustered like that is a close second!" she added with a wink.

Adelaide simply sighed.

“Well... It was really good for me too," she quietly said after a few moments. “I had no idea that forbidden love between two women could feel this good."

“It's not forbidden here, though!" Natalie was quick to point out.

“You're right. It's only a taboo in the world we left behind, whereas no one here bats an eye about us," Adelaide nodded. “Hm, I guess I'm still not done unlearning all the things I need to unlearn."

“Eh, that shouldn't be too hard. Just remember that anyone who calls this an abomination is a brainless idiot. Who cares what those fuckers think? They don't know shit!"

“Yeah, I'll keep that in mind!" the black-haired one said after letting out a cute little laugh.

Eventually, the two girls sat up. The golden disc of the sun was grazing the far edge of the sea by now. Natalie and Adelaide's hands found one another as they quietly gazed upon the orange-tinted horizon.

“Thank you," the latter said almost in a whisper, “for not forgetting about me."

“...As if I could just forget you, Addie. There was never a chance of that happening."

“And I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for that. You saved me, Natalie. You saved me in more ways than I could possibly name."

“Yeah, I guess I did, but don't forget that you saved me first," the blond girl pointedly noted, turning to her lover.

“I... did?"

“Of course you did, you dummy!" she said with a smile. “You saved my life every time you held my broken self in your arms. If it wasn't for you, I would have never survived long enough to answer the call of the forest."

“Ah. Then it was our love that saved us both."

“Yeah, that's true, but our good Duskie did his part too. Actually, none of this would have even been possible without him," Natalie said. “It's only thanks to his Offering of the Fangs that we can be here today, enjoying our new lives together as free lycca-vanni."

“You're right. And he also made room for me in the soma bond you share with him, so that you and I could stay together," Adelaide mused aloud. “God, I couldn't even begin to imagine just how much he must love you to selflessly make that kind of concession. It kind of makes me feel bad for him, you know?"

“He's a lycca. Putting the needs of their vanni before their own is in their blood; they just can't help it. Still, though, it's not like he lost me or anything. In fact, he's very happy that none of our bonds had to be severed for this to work, so there's no reason for you to feel bad about any of this. Also, you made the exact same concession too, remember?"

“Ah, n-no, that's— I mean, yes, but I feel bad because I just don't know what to do with the part of the three-way bond that ties me to him," the girl with the straight black hair explained, her eyes slightly downcast.

“Oh," Natalie simply said. “Well, I'm sure we'll figure that out eventually. Maybe things will just naturally fall into place if we give it some time, right?"

“Yeah, maybe..."

Half of the sun had already been claimed by the faraway boundary between the sea and the sky. Waves continued to roll gently onto the shore as the two lovers sat there in contemplative silence, gazing towards the horizon. The unsure look in Adelaide's eyes, however, betrayed the fact that there still was more in her mind regarding the matter of Duskprowler. She even parted her lips several times as if to say something, only to shut them before a single one of her words could be given form.

“Um..." she eventually began, fidgeting with a little twig she had found on the ground. “Can I... ask you a personal question?"

“Hm? You can ask me anything, Addie; you know that," Natalie reminded her while cocking a somewhat puzzled eyebrow at the obviously struggling girl.

“Y-yeah, but, uh... It's about Duskprowler and you."

“...Okay? What do you want to know?"

“It's, um, well... uh..."

“Come on, just spit it out! Whatever it is, I'm not going to get mad at you or anything, I promise!"

Adelaide paused for a moment to try and find her resolve. “I— I was just wondering what, uh... what he is like... w-with you," she finally said.

“What do you mean?"

“Like... you know... in bed..."

Natalie blinked. “Wait— You're asking me what he's like in bed?"

“Y-yeah, I— I mean, no! I mean, uh..." she said while averting her eyes, embarrassed. “T-the thing is, he's... Well, he's huge! I— I— I mean his muscles are huge, and he's very tall too!"

“Yeah? So where are you going with this?"

“W-well, with his size, his strength, and his werewolf claws and fangs... How can you even feel safe when he, uh— I mean, aren't you afraid he might one day lose control and hurt you or something?"

“Oh!" the blond one exclaimed as she began to understand. “No, not really. I just don't see anything like that ever happening. Sure, he's freakishly strong, but he's also super mindful of my limits at all times. Then again, I'm a vanni, and he's a lycca, so there's simply zero chance of him ever hurting me."

“But how can you be so sure?"

“I can't explain it. I just feel it in my heart. It tells me I can trust him with my life," Natalie told her. “I dunno; it might have something to do with what they call 'the one truth of this world,' I suppose."

“T-that vanni and lycca were made for each other?"

“Yeah, exactly."

“But that's the thing! I'm also a vanni, and I'm soma-bonded to him just like you are, so... Does that mean Duskprowler was made for me too?"

“I... guess so? I mean, the fact that it all happened the way it happened has to mean something, right?" Natalie offered. “No, wait, actually... What does your heart tell you?"

Adelaide froze.

“I... I don't know..." she said quite unconvincingly.

“I don't think that's entirely true."

The poor girl squirmed a little.

“Well... a part of me is afraid of him."

“...and the other part?"

“T-the other part..." Adelaide paused. “The other part... wants him."

The girl with the blond hair opened her eyes a little wider upon hearing those words. She wasn't expecting them at all. However, before she could respond...

“Oh, my God!" the black-haired one suddenly exclaimed, hastily covering her face with her hands. “I can't believe I just told you that!"

“N-no, it's fine! It's fine!" Natalie assured her. “I— I'm actually glad you told me this!"

“It... doesn't bother you?"

“Of course not! Well, I was a little surprised, yeah, but Duskprowler is as much your lycca as he is mine! It only makes sense that a part of you would be attracted to him!" she told her with a big happy smile.

“W-why are you smiling like that? This is a big problem!" Adelaide continued, somewhat taken aback by Natalie's reaction. “Think about it: on one hand he scares me — he really does — but on the other hand I just can't look away! It's like his body is... I don't know, a magnet for my eyes or something! I mean, it's so bad I sometimes find myself wondering what it would feel like to have those strong, muscular arms of his wrapped around me!"

“Can't blame you. Our Duskie is a stud through and through, and his embrace feels like heaven."

“...Maybe it does; I wouldn't know. But then I picture him on top of me, and I remember that he still is a huge werebeast that could easily rip me to shreds, so I— I... I don't know what to think!"

“Hmm. So you're attracted to him, but you're also deeply afraid of him," Natalie said as she stroked her chin.

“Yeah. B-but please don't tell him anything! This has to stay between us!" Adelaide begged.

“Well, I'm afraid chances are he already knows exactly how you feel, Addie. You know, because of the soma bond."

“Oh..." Adelaide uttered as her shoulders slumped. “That... only makes it worse..."

“Does it?" the blond one said as she patted her back. “I think you worry too much. You need to cast your fears away and listen to your soma. Then again, I was also afraid of Duskprowler at first, so I get you. But then he held me in his arms, and that's when I understood everything. The soothing warmth of his fur on my bare skin was like... a revelation. I had never felt more safe in my life, and I'm sure it will be the same with you, should you give him a chance."

“...You think I should do it?"

“A hundred percent, yes. You won't regret it."

“Oh, God, I can't believe I'm actually, seriously considering this!"

“We're vanni, and he's our lycca. It's only natural, really. Inevitable, even."

“But are you sure you wouldn't mind it?"

Natalie gave her a mischievous grin.

“Oh, Addie..." she said. “You clearly have no idea just how much I'd love to see my Duskie fucking your brains out."

“Jesus Christ, Natalie!" a very flustered Adelaide exclaimed as her sapphic lover laughed.

“Come on, let's go back to Howling Grove," the latter eventually said while standing up and shifting into her werewolf form. “I'm sure Duskprowler is already there, waiting for us in his den..."

“It... It's happening tonight, isn't it?" the former said with dread in her voice as she followed suit. “S-so much for giving it time..."

“Well, you know what they say: there's no time like the present!"

~*~

Later that night in Duskprowler's den, sometime after dinner...

“Alright, Duskie," Natalie began, prompting Adelaide to frantically mouth 'No! Don't!' to her to no avail. “So there's, uh... something we need to talk about."

The black-maned she-werewolf swiftly tackled the blond-maned one to the ground, desperately forcing the latter's muzzle shut with her hands. “N-no, there isn't!" the former claimed while laughing nervously. But, of course, that was a lost cause from the start.

“Ah, Adelaide-vanni... I am afraid Natalie-vanni does not need to tell me anything, for I already know," the big lycca spoke. “Your heartbeats alone have long betrayed the turmoil within your soma — an agitation regrettably caused by my very presence, as well as lingering scars of the past."

“Heh, see? He already knew, just like I told you!" Natalie said to Adelaide with a cheeky grin as the mortified she-werewolf gasped in horror, involuntarily releasing her grip on the blond one's muzzle.

“Your vanni blood draws you to me, your soma-bonded lycca," the male continued. “But you push against it out of fear that I may hurt you like other males have, or worse. Indeed, you desire me, and yet you are also afraid of entrusting yourself to me. After all, you know that willingly surrendering yourself to my embrace means making yourself vulnerable to my lyccan claws and fangs, and that scares you. In fact, Natalie-vanni had also had similar fears when we first spoke."

“Yep, until he blew all those fears away with a nice, warm lyccan hug," the blond-maned she-werewolf added, fondly reminiscing that moment.

“In the end, this kind of trust entails putting yourself in the care of your soma-bonded partner. That means willingly making yourself vulnerable, safe in the knowledge that you are secure in their arms. Now, as your soma-bonded lycca, all I can do is assure you that you can trust me. You can trust I would never, ever bring harm upon you. That said, I am afraid the rest is up to you, my vanni."

Adelaide remained silent, her gaze firmly planted on the ground as her cheeks burned red under her facial fur.

“She's just a little shy, that's all," Natalie said to Darkhowl's son as she rubbed her mortified lover's back comfortingly. “If this is a matter of building trust, then maybe all we need to do is show her what it looks like when I entrust myself to you, my Duskie. That should do the trick, I think."

“W-WHAT?" Adelaide exclaimed, turning to the blond-maned one with a start.

“Yeah, it's called leading by example," the latter said while giving the former a wink. “So you just stand here and watch us bond, okay? Make sure you don't miss anything!"

Before the black-maned female could protest, or even fully process what was going on, Natalie went with Duskprowler.

“Are you sure about this?" the lycca asked her as she changed back into her human form.

“Let's just put it this way: if this doesn't work, nothing will!" she said as her hands brought his muzzle closer to her lips. “Now come here, you handsome beast. Let's show Addie how sexy a vanni looks in the hands of her big, hunky lycca."

Thus, Duskprowler's muzzle descended upon Natalie's lips, covering them completely. His mighty tongue promptly filled her deliciously defenseless mouth, probing its depths with ease as it effortlessly reasserted its uncontested dominance. The vigorous invader could not be stopped, nor did she want it to stop. In fact, the invisible tongue-bonding dance within her mouth quickly had her mind melting into a pile of mush as they both lost themselves in each other's taste. Such is the wondrous power the kiss of a werewolf holds.

Adelaide tried to look away but couldn't. Tearing her gaze away from those two and their spectacular kiss was simply impossible. And so, with big, flustered eyes full of both embarrassment and awe, she helplessly beheld the scene unfolding before her.

The black-maned she-werewolf watched as Natalie slowly went limp in Duskprowler's embrace. Her naked form looked so small and fragile as his huge, muscular arms engulfed her completely. Indeed, the blond vanni was entirely at his mercy. It was clear that the mighty lycca could do anything he wanted with her. The mind-melting round of tongue-bonding he was relentlessly unleashing within her mouth was a testament to that.

And yet Natalie was perfectly safe.

She had given herself to him completely, wholly placing her trust in his mighty, deadly claws, yet she was safe. Even though she was entirely helpless as the oral assault of his tongue continued unabated, she was still safe. 'H-how is this possible?' Adelaide wondered as the raw display of their passion began to erode her mental barricades. 'She looks so defenseless in his arms, and yet there isn't even a hint of fear in her eyes! And he... He literally has her in his clutches, completely vulnerable, and yet it still feels like there couldn't be a safer place for her than his arms? Is— is this what surrendering oneself to a werewolf is like? Is this what the trust they share can do?'

Clad only in her Moon Pendant, Natalie's delicate figure appeared to drift aimlessly in the blissful sea of Duskprowler's furry embrace. The mysterious magic born of their sealed lips connected them on a level beyond that of the merely physical. Certainly, the soma bond between a vanni and her lycca shines the brightest when their tongues are in contact with one another.

'Beautiful...' Adelaide thought to herself as the incredibly sensual communion of beauty and beast continued to chip away at her barricades. 'Natalie has never looked so beautiful. She's practically glowing in her helplessness! God, I wish I could allow myself to trust Duskprowler as deeply as she does. It must be so... so... liberating to be held in his arms like that.'

A little gasp escaped quietly through her lips.

'...Oh! Is this what you wanted me to see, Natalie? You wanted to show me how liberating it is to surrender all control to your soma-bonded lycca? W-well, I... I have to give it to you; it's kind of working somehow. But I can't just—'

A muffled moan interrupted her thoughts right at that moment. Adelaide's eyes widened as she saw that one of Duskprowler's hands had wandered between Natalie's legs. 'M-my God!' the flustered she-werewolf exclaimed inwardly, trying and failing to tear her gaze away. Whatever the lycca was doing down there with his fingers was quite clearly making the blond vanni's legs wobble like crazy. And even though her mouth was still full of wolf tongue, it didn't take long for the den to be filled with her sultry moans all the same. Certainly, the lustful sounds Duskprowler was eliciting from Natalie, muffled as they were, might as well have been an ode to the astounding dexterity of his lyccan fingers.

'She's not faking it! T-those moans are real!' Adelaide exclaimed inwardly as she tried to ignore the mounting heat between her thighs. 'I can't begin to imagine just how good he must be! His touch has to really be something out of this world — something entirely worth a vanni's total, complete surrender...'

As the mighty werewolf slowly, yet steadily led Natalie to her inevitable climax, one of Adelaide's hands began to inch closer to the leaking epicenter of her own needful heat. Then, a subconscious thought suddenly arose in her mind: 'I... I wish that was me in his arms, with his tongue in my mouth, a-and his fingers in... in my...'

She stopped right there as her conscious self caught up. 'What am I thinking?? T-there's no way I would—!'

A louder, higher-pitched moan flooded the den as Natalie was finally brought past the threshold of ecstasy. The intense glory of her climax seized her body for as long as that last moan lingered, making her throw her head back as her arching torso was stretched taut. It was at this moment that Adelaide noticed something that shook her to the very core: Duskprowler's eyes were trained on her!

“Ah!" she gasped as his amber gaze promptly dominated hers. However, past the initial shock, the black-maned lycca-vanni quickly realized that there was nothing remotely threatening in his eyes. On the contrary, they appeared to be full of calm and compassionate understanding, like the rolling waves of the sea at dusk. It was a soothing gaze that also seemed to convey a clear message to her: 'Open the eyes of your heart to the one truth of this world, my Adelaide-vanni, and Natalie-vanni's home in my arms will be yours as well. To find it, you only need to gather the courage to search your soma. The choice is yours.'

Ah, yes, indeed; Adelaide's barricades were little more than useless piles of rubble by now. Regardless, she wasn't yet ready to make her decision. As the conflicted lycca-vanni silently struggled with herself, Natalie's consciousness returned from the plateau of ecstasy. “Shit, that was soooo good..." the latter said in a whisper as she regained the ability to stand on her own.

After taking one look at Adelaide, Natalie turned to Duskprowler and said to him: “Alright, can you give us a moment alone, Duskie? I'm going to make her ready for you."

“Of course, my vanni."

The large lycca male thus exited the den, momentarily leaving his two vanni alone inside.

“Heh, guess what?" Natalie began, turning to her sapphic lover. “Somehow, I've just remembered that kissing with a snout is only awkward if you weren't born with one! I mean, did you see that kiss? Duskie really knows his stuff, I tell you! But anyway, what did you think? Did you like what you saw?"

“N-Natalie, that..." said Adelaide, “that was so..."

“Passionate? Intense? Sexy?"

“Shameless!"

“Oh, yeah, absolutely! But it was sexy too, right?"

“...Yeah," she reluctantly admitted. “...Very."

“Heh, I told you!" Natalie said with a grin. “And now it's your turn, so why don't you start by changing back into your human form?"

“B-but, Natalie! Without the fur, I— I'll be naked!"

“Well, yeah, that's kind of the point," she said with a hand on her hip. “I mean, nothing says 'I entrust myself to you' louder than presenting yourself to your partner as naked as the day you were born. It's basically step one— no, step zero of having sex with a lycca! Also, I don't recall you having a problem with being naked today at the seashore, so..."

“T-that was different! It was just the two of us, and..."

Adelaide trailed off into a sigh.

“...Maybe we should just call it a night," she eventually said while fidgeting with her tail. “Look, I... I'm not as bold as you, Natalie. I can't just throw myself into Duskprowler's arms, even if my vanni blood or whatever wants me to."

“So, what? You're telling me you want to give up?"

“N-no! But, uh... But maybe giving up is the right choice sometimes... Right?"

“Huh. Sorry, but I don't need lycca senses to know that's bullshit, Addie. I know you don't really want to give up. You just tell yourself that because it's easier than facing the fears that hold you back," said Natalie. “Try being more honest with yourself, like your body is. I mean, that wet fur between your thighs doesn't lie, you know..."

“Oh, my God!" Adelaide exclaimed as she covered her traitorous crotch with her hands.

“Tell me..." Natalie said as she leaned back with a knowing grin plastered on her face. “When Duskprowler was making love to my mouth with his tongue, did you at any point wish he was doing that to you? And how about when he made me come with his fingers? Did you find yourself wishing you were in my place? If your answer to either of those is 'yes,' then you have no reason not to transform back right now."

Adelaide promptly opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Try as she might, no words seemed to come forth. She couldn't lie to Natalie, but admitting the truth wasn't an option either, so she was effectively trapped in a deadlock. Before long, and after letting out a sigh of defeat, the black-maned lycca-vanni simply hung her head and wordlessly shifted into her human form.

“You are so mean sometimes, Natalie..." she quietly grumbled once she was done.

Indeed, both of them now stood equally naked as their human selves, wearing only their Moon Pendants and nothing more. The blond one in particular looked quite pleased with herself, although she soon shifted into a more relaxed stance. “Yeah, you say that now, but you'll thank me later, you'll see," she promised her.

“B-being naked with you is one thing, but... Well, I— I don't know if I'm ready to be this vulnerable with him yet," Adelaide said, already squirming in anticipation of the imminent inevitability waiting for her outside the den.

“Nah, you are more than ready; you're just afraid of accepting that as true," Natalie assured her, taking her hand. “You can't give in to your fears now, Addie. Trust me; you're braver than you think. Just listen to your heart, and let the vanni inside show you the way."

“That's so easy for you to say, though..."

“Oh, fine! How about this, then? Will this help you find your courage?" the blond one asked her as she grabbed a neatly folded item that was lying on a nearby stool.

“Huh? Is that...?"

“Yeah, it's the gown Elise gifted me on my first day here. You can put it on if you want. Maybe covering yourself with it can help you put your mind at ease, even though I doubt it's staying on for long."

“Thanks," said Adelaide before taking that gown and putting it on. Somehow, a wave of relief washed over her as the silky fabric concealed her nakedness.

“And so you see I'm not a monster, I'll give you a safeword too."

“A... safeword?"

“Yeah, something you can say if you want to stop," she explained. “Hmm, how about 'cherry'?"

“Uh, why cherry?"

“I dunno. It was just the first word that popped up in my mind," she said with a shrug. “I guess it could also be 'silk,' because of the gown. Or maybe you'd prefer something a little more abstract, like 'song'? Oh, I guess we could also put them together, and—"

“Cherry will be fine," Adelaide said, interrupting her. “After all, it's my favorite fruit."

“So cherry it is! We'll be team cherry; woohoo!" Natalie bombastically announced with a celebratory fist in the air.

“Don't be silly," said the other girl, cracking a smile.

“Aw, fiiine," the blond one said, happy to see Adelaide smiling. “But, yeah; if at any point you want it to stop, just say 'cherry' and we'll stop, no questions asked."

“Um, okay..."

“Alright! So, are you ready?"

Adelaide gave her a very tiny nod of her head.

“Great! Let's get this show started, then!"

“...W-wait!"

“Hm? What is it?"

“P...please promise me you won't leave me alone with him..."

“Hah, what?" Natalie said, trying to supress a chuckle. “Did you already forget what I told you this afternoon? Of course I'm staying, you dummy! I wouldn't miss this for anything in the world!"

“W-well... As long as you stay..."

“You better believe I'm not going anywhere! Although right now I kinda have to go get our Duskie, so, um... Yeah, I'll be right back!"

And so, Natalie dashed outside to fetch Duskprowler, leaving Adelaide alone for a minute or two.

'Well, I guess this is it, then,' the young woman in the gown thought to herself as she gazed towards the entrance to the den. 'In only a few moments, Duskprowler and I will... consummate our bond. I suppose it was inevitable. It had to happen sooner or later. Then again, this is the path I chose for myself — the only one where I could walk alongside Natalie. There was no other way.'

She stared intently ahead, dreading the moment Natalie returned with their soma-bonded lycca.

'I'm scared,' she said in her mind's voice, continuing her train of thought. 'I'm scared, and yet, somehow... I can't say I don't want this. I guess no matter how many barricades I might put up for myself, my own vanni blood will always topple them all. There's no use in denying it; my body yearns for his touch. It yearns to surrender itself to him — to feel the warmth of his fur on my skin, and the manly vigor of his passion as he makes me his. Yeah, my body wants him. No, I want him.'

She straightened her gown a little bit, pondering about the contradictory nature of her feelings.

'One would think that, after all I went through in my four years as a sex slave in Mr. Raoul's mansion, I would never, ever let another man put their filthy hands on me again. I thought that myself too, and yet here I am, practically shaking in anticipation of Duskprowler's embrace. Yeah, I know the Offering of the Fangs kind of watered down those horrible memories so that they wouldn't haunt us anymore. But, like Natalie said, it didn't really erase the past; it only made it tolerable. We still very much remember how revolting men can be. So, then... How is it that I want his hands on me so badly?'

Right at that moment, Natalie returned to the den with Duskprowler by her side. Adelaide's heart skipped a beat as she beheld the towering silhouette of the mighty werebeast in all its muscular glory. Just the sight of him made her whole body quiver with needful lust. Indeed, now that all her barricades had crumbled into dust, and with her safeword acting like a pillar she could hold onto, she could finally allow herself to gaze upon him through the eyes of her soma.

'No, I see it now,' she thought to herself as the impossibly chiseled male drew closer and closer. 'Men are disgusting little creatures who think they're above us only because they have a dick between their legs. Ugh! Those loathsome pigs don't deserve us, not at all! But the creature standing before me has a presence no man could possibly hope to match. Its overpowering masculine aura is frighteningly strong, yet also incredibly gentle, like I imagine his claws are. I can't help but submit to it. And I suppose it's the same with Natalie; she must see him the same way too. Heh, how could I ever think of comparing our Duskprowler — a lycca — to the inferior worms ruling the rotten world we left behind? Just one look at him, and you can tell that he stands way above them all. It's not even a contest!'

Adelaide met his gaze. His eyes were still full of the same calm and compassionate understanding she had seen in them before. 'Maybe he already knew that this was always going to happen. Maybe he knew from the very beginning, and maybe I did too; it only took me this long to figure myself out. But I think I can see the truth now. It's right there, in his gaze. Natalie and I were always meant to be his, because we were made for him, just like he was made for us.'

The lycca and the vanni. The vanni and the lycca. Compelled by the one truth of this world, they both stood face-to-face at the threshold of their inevitable union.

“Are you ready, Adelaide-vanni?" the lycca — Duskprowler — softly asked.

“P...please be gentle..." the vanni — Adelaide — replied after a few moments.

“I will be. Although I have no plans to touch you just yet."

The young woman blinked, confused.

“Yeah," Natalie began as she approached them. “We're going to take it slow, Addie. Y'know, since this is your first time with him and all."

“Indeed. So, for now, I shall simply stand here," Duskprowler continued. “And I will let Natalie-vanni be your guide."

“Heh, did you hear that? I'm gonna be your guide! Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"

The vanni in the gown didn't know what to say. She wasn't expecting that at all!

“Alright!" the blond one continued. “First and foremost, I want you to take a good look at our soma-bonded lycca-mate..."

Adelaide, still somewhat befuddled, watched as Natalie stood next to Duskprowler. True to his word, the lycca remained motionless, simply standing upright as though he was a living statue.

“So this is our Duskie, Addie," the blond one said while placing a hand on his arm. “He's such a godly stud, isn't he? I mean, just look at all the big, bulging muscles on his arms. These enormous biceps are to die for, I tell you. You just want to grab them, feel them, squeeze them, and... Well, you just can't get enough of them!"

Of course, she said all that while feeling his biceps with both hands and giving it a sensual little squeeze or two. Adelaide, in turn, couldn't help but be enthralled by the sight of Natalie freely touching Duskprowler like that.

“Yeah, as you can plainly see, lycca werewolves are the peak of maleness. They're masculine perfection incarnate, superior to men in every way," Natalie affirmed as she began to trace the bulging form of his pectoral muscles with her fingers. “See? This is what the chest of a real male looks like: huge and brimming with lyccan vigor. It feels so nice and warm to the touch; it's like its raw virility just draws you in, and you can't resist. Ah, these pecs — these amazing slabs of pure werebeast muscle... Sleep with your head on them once, and you'll never again want to sleep any other way."

Adelaide squirmed as the fire in her womanly depths reignited. Her cheeks were flush red, although perhaps not so much out of embarrassment anymore.

“Heh, you're dying to touch him, aren't you?" Natalie knowingly asked her.

The vanni with the straight black hair gasped, startled by the question. Then, after squirming some more, she gave her answer in the form of a bashful nod.

“Of course you are. Well, then! He's not moving from this spot, so you'll have to come closer yourself..."

Adelaide visibly deflated. Only three steps separated the terminally shy girl from Duskprowler, but taking them was easier said than done. Still, her inflamed libido eventually prevailed over her lingering apprehension, and her legs began to move. Beckoned by the overwhelming masculine allure of the lupine werebeast, they would slowly carry her closer to the object of her vanni desires: his divinely sculpted lyccan body.

And so, the young vanni came to stand right in front of the huge werewolf. Oh, how delectably small and vulnerable she felt next to that beast's massive frame. Indeed, the muscular male towered over her, his imposing chest filling her whole field of view with ease. Adelaide briefly tried to make a token effort to look away, but she couldn't even do that. Her eyes had never before been exposed to such a spellbinding display of apex virility, and they wanted more. Even his thick, dark fur was unable to conceal those enormous muscles of his. On the contrary, it only accentuated them, further adding to their irresistible appeal.

Slowly, inevitably, the girl in the gown raised a quivering hand...

“Not so fast, Addie!" Natalie suddenly said as she stopped her from making contact with the lycca. “Don't you think you're being a little unfair here?"

“Uh... what?"

“Well, your eyes are pretty much feasting on a entire buffet of lyccan goodness, which is great and all! But, so far, our poor Duskie has had nothing to look at in return. You have to give him something too, you know..."

Adelaide's eyes widened as she realized the implication.

“Oh, don't give me that look," said the blond vanni as she sultrily positioned herself behind her sapphic lover. “I told you, didn't I? I warned you that this gown wasn't going to stay on for long..."

Slowly, Natalie reached around and began to untie the laces on the front of the gown. She made sure to take her time, so that Adelaide could fully immerse herself in the unbearable anticipation of her impending nakedness. It was all part of the game.

“Yeah, there we go," she continued as her hands parted the gown open at such an excruciatingly slow pace, taking great delight in savoring each one of Adelaide's little shivers. “Let our good Duskie see all that your body has to offer; all of it. Allow his eyes to drink in the sight of your bared skin. Show him that you're ready to be taken. After all, despite everything, you want this; I know you do. Yes, you want to submit to the heat of his gaze as he devours you with his hungry lyccan eyes. You want it so badly you just can't wait any longer. So listen to your blood, and don't think about anything else. Simply let yourself be his vanni, because only in the loving arms of a lycca can a vanni truly be free."

Thus, the gown fell. Except for her Moon Pendant, Adelaide was now fully exposed before the mighty werewolf.

Ah, the shame of nudity — of knowing yourself utterly defenseless before the probing eyes of the other... It's such an imperfectly human trait — one with long roots spanning millennia — born of equating nudity with the animalistic barbarism from before the dawn of civilization. Spurred by that age-old trait of our flawed psychology, almost by reflex, the poor girl tried to cover herself with her hands. With her face burning red, she quickly found that this solution was of very little help. Certainly, standing in such an awkward pose only succeeded in making her feel even smaller, which fed back into her shame, reinforcing it. Needless to say, her eyes were stuck to the ground at her feet the whole time, as she couldn't bear the idea of meeting Duskprowler's gaze in such a vulnerable state.

'No. I still have my safeword,' she eventually told herself in her mind. 'E-even if I'm naked before him, I can still hold onto its power — the power to stop everything, no questions asked. As long as I have that, I can never be fully defenseless.'

“Alright!" Natalie said, clasping her hands together. “Now that you stand before our Duskie as you were born, and I'm no longer the only naked vanni in this den, I think we can proceed."

Adelaide's heart was racing when the blond one slowly pulled the hand covering her chest, thus exposing her womanly nipples. 'It— it's okay. I still have the safeword,' she repeated inwardly.

“Since you've been good, you can touch him now," said Natalie as she placed Adelaide's hand on Duskprowler's chest. “There you go. It feels great, doesn't it?"

As the blond vanni pressed her hand against the hard, unyielding muscle, the black-haired girl slowly began to forget all about her exposed nipples. As it turns out, those incredibly manly pectorals were, indeed, nice and warm to the touch. “Yeah, drink it all in, Addie. Make sure to really appreciate the feel of his fur on your hands as you caress this amazing chest of his. You've earned it, my love."

Little by little, with Natalie literally holding her hand, Adelaide allowed herself to bask in Duskprowler's gifted physique. As her hand was made to wander all over his burly shoulders and arms, her fingers gradually surrendered to the masculine allure of the mighty werebeast. Those huge, powerful muscles truly felt incredible to the touch, as though they were alive with the indomitable strength of the wild. Then again, as a vanni, there was simply nothing she could have done to resist their undeniable appeal.

The body of a lycca is large, so one hand wasn't enough. When Natalie had Adelaide move onto the wall of sharply-defined muscle that was his stomach, her other hand joined its twin of its own accord. “Taking the initiative, eh, Addie? Yeah, two hands can definitely show our devotion better than one, and our good Duskie here deserves only our very best, right?"

The black-haired girl was much too engrossed in her worshipful ministrations to answer. With both hands exploring the rippling geography of Duskprowler's midsection, she didn't seem to realize that no part of her naked body remained obscured from view anymore. Indeed, her world was now full of furred hills and valleys made of hard lyccan abdominal muscle. Ah, yes, that truly was a world she wouldn't have minded getting herself lost in.

“Well, I see you're having an awful lot of fun with his godly abs — and who wouldn't? But I think it's time to move onto the main course," Natalie announced, gently taking both of Adelaide's hands. “There's a big, hard muscle down here that's been throbbing for your attention for quite a while now, you know..."

“I... huh?"

Suddenly, before she could fully process what Natalie had said, the other vanni found herself holding a handful of thick, engorged flesh. “Ah—!" she gasped as her eyes widened in shock. The massive shaft in her hands was hot to the touch, with thick veins running all over its formidable length. Of course, a nice bulbous head crowned the remarkable girth, already sleek and glistening with its own leaking fluids. Ah, yes; awe-inspiring on a transcendental level, that huge obelisk of lyccan maleness certainly was a sight to behold. Last but not least, a hefty pair of stallion-grade orbs hung low from its base, completing the very picture of male perfection.

“This, Addie, is what a real cock looks and feels like," Natalie continued as she slowly guided Adelaide's hands up and down along the beastly length of the werewolf. “You've never before seen anything this impressive, have you? Yeah, me neither. And now you begin to understand the extent to which our Duskie is a true male. Can you feel it throbbing in your hands? It wants you, my love. It's throbbing for you."

Even though she was still stunned speechless, the eyes of the black-haired vanni were nonetheless transfixed on the monumental spear of flesh in her hands. She simply had no idea that a lycca's manhood could be so large! Its exceptional girth easily dwarfed anything she had seen before. Certainly, the title of 'Man' was far too big for those pathetic little pigs in Roud. Now here stood something that truly deserved such a lofty title... No, it redefined it, for only a lyccan werewolf could rightly be called a Man, with a capital M!

“It feels so good in your hands, doesn't it?" the blond one sultrily spoke, her voice nice and soft like warm honey. “Trust me, it will feel even better inside you. Like, you have no idea, Addie. Just picture it going in, stretching you real good... It'll make you feel like a woman like nothing else could, I promise. Simply let yourself give in to it, and you'll see. After all, this huge, godly Cock was made for us."

So big... So hard... So primal! Duskprowler's incredible malehood stood proudly, commandingly, as the delicate hands of the two vanni slid up and down its sizable length, basking in its raw masculine glory. Every engorged vein was brimming with unmatched virility, silently, yet unequivocally demanding Adelaide's complete submission. That, along with Natalie's words, had fanned the raging fire of her lust to an unbearable degree. Her own quivering sex was already leaking copiously with need, begging her to please surrender to the carnal hunger ravaging her insides.

“I..." she began, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Hm? What was that?" the blond vanni asked.

“I... want it."

Natalie grinned.

“Well, don't tell me. Tell him!"

Adelaide's eyes grew a little wider as she finally understood what had to be done. Then, for the first time since the fall of the gown, she raised her gaze to meet his. And, sure enough, there it was: the deep amber gaze of the mighty werewolf, looking back at her with the warmth of the setting sun at dusk. As the thumping sound of her own heartbeats filled her world, the arcane mystery within the glowing eyes of the lycca spoke to her inner vanni, solemnly accepting her total surrender.

“P...please take me, Duskprowler," she humbly, desperately begged. “M-make me yours!"

Not another word was spoken. Instead, the enormous werebeast promptly swept her off her feet, taking her into his burly arms and claiming her mouth with his tongue. Thoroughly helpless against the thick, wet conqueror, Adelaide simply let herself melt in his embrace. And so, with his lupine tongue working wonders in her mouth, Duskprowler quickly took the vanni to a sea of rapturous delight, thusly sealing the deal. Once more, the ancient covenant had triumphed, and what a triumph that was!

Before long, they both lay on the bed, fully immersed in the age-old ritual of the flesh. Adelaide was on her back, her body shaking helplessly to the primal rhythm of Duskprowler's animalistic pounding. With both arms holding her securely, the massive mountain of pure lyccan muscle rammed his rock-hard malehood into her womanly depths over and over and over, relentlessly hilting her with each and every thrust. Overtaken by the most perfect crescendo of bliss, the two partners soon let their minds go blank as their grunts, gasps and moans merged together into a climactic symphony of sex.

As for Natalie, she was content watching the proceedings from the sidelines. More precisely, her eyes were transfixed on Duskprowler's form as all his bulging muscles rippled concertedly under his fur, fully devoted to the task of breeding Adelaide silly. With that sight inflaming her senses, plus the aid of her fingers, it didn't take her long to reach an earth-shattering orgasm of her own.

~*~

Upon the consummation of their bond, and with their carnal hunger finally sated, the three spent mates lay together amidst the velvety calm of their shared afterglow. Duskprowler was in the middle, with Adelaide on his left, and Natalie on his right. The two naked vanni lay in the tender embrace of their mighty werewolf with their eyes closed, safe and secure in the furred warmth of his strong, muscular arms. As their heads rested snuggly on his broad lyccan chest, the son of Darkhowl let himself bask in the beautiful light of their contented smiles.

'Brother Daggerclaw was right. There is nothing more beautiful and precious than the smile of a vanni as she rests in the embrace of her lycca,' he thought to himself with a heartwarming smile of his own, touched by the wholesome sight before his eyes. 'Adelaide-vanni, Natalie-vanni, thank you both for honoring this humble lycca — he who yearned to be a hero — with your full, unconditional trust and devotion. I swear upon my own lyccan blood that I shall strive to return them both to you tenfold with all the love in my heart, day after day, forever and always.'

As the two young women slowly drifted off to sleep, Duskprowler also closed his eyes, although his happy little smile never left his lips. 'Ah, he-who-claws and he-who-kicks know not what they are missing. But I am sure that they will, too, know this marvelous bliss in due time. After all, as the carrier of Mother Moon's Holy Will, the forest had long decreed that a vanni will always find their way to each and every one of us lycca. It is simply our shared destiny, as vanni and lycca were made for one another, divinely crafted to complement each other to perfection. That is the base of the wondrous covenant that indelibly unites our paths, the one truth of this world!'

And so, this little Howling Grove story — one of many — reaches its end. Indeed, with the fallen gown as their witness, Adelaide finally found her place in the three-way mateship she shared with Natalie and Duskprowler. Of course, as one would imagine, the three of them would always cherish that night as the one that marked the wonderful beginning of the rest of their long, happy lives together.

The End (again!)

And that's a wrap! Season 3 of The Offering of the Fangs is now officially over! Will there be a Season 4? Probably! I already have a few ideas, but right now I want to take a break to focus on some of my other projects and stuff. So, then, see you next time!