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Chapter 19: Fast or Slow

Kilyan had no intention of telling Avi that Ryo had raped him. It was not a question of Avi's anger: Kilyan did not care if Avi was angry at Ryo or if the two shemales had an argument -- in fact, he would have welcomed such a thing because it might have warmed Avi to him. No, it was all a matter of pride. The fact that he had been held down and raped in the ass, that tears had blinded him, that he had wriggled and ground his teeth and sobbed as Ryo held him down by the neck, fondled him, and rode him hard -- he couldn't bear the idea of Avi knowing his humiliation. And what was even worse: Ryo had forced him to come in her paw! He had gotten some enjoyment out of that rape, had liked the feel of Ryo's stiff breasts against his back, had liked the brush of those hot pussy lips against his balls. He felt as if he'd betrayed not only himself but his wives as well. He would rather die than Avi discover these things.

And Ryo seemed to guess this. As they set out the next evening across the wastelands, Kilyan and Ryo walked either side of Avi, and Ryo never wasted an opportunity to slip Kilyan taunting glances, to smile and put her big arm around Avi and kiss her in front of him. By the time they stopped to rest under a bent and withered tree, it was almost morning and Kilyan was privately seething. How did he always get himself into these situations?

In the approaching light of dawn, they sat together under the tree. Ryo sat on its roots and leaned back against its trunk, one big arm behind her head as she haughtily surveyed Kilyan's stiff and angry movements. Kilyan glared at her over his canteen. Avi sat at Ryo's side, watching the pair of them, her black ears pricked forward.

"All right," Avi demanded at last, "what going on here?"

Ryo lifted her brows innocently, "What Avi mean?"

"You know what Avi mean! Why Kilyan glare at Ryo? Why Ryo look so smug? Been this way most of the night. Avi getting tired of it."

"We had an argument," Kilyan firmly lied. "That's all."

Avi didn't seem to believe him. She eyed Kilyan closely, then eyed Ryo suspiciously up and down. But Kilyan was glad when she said nothing more about it and instead returned to massaging her aching little feet. Kilyan watched her, loving the arch of her foot, the glossy black nails curling from the silver fur on her toes. And the sight of her dainty little ankle . . . her round calves . . . those soft little thighs and perky breasts, so full and round. . . . He took another swig from his canteen, then splashed a pawful of water on himself, trying to keep the threat of a hard-on down. He glanced at Ryo and realized that she was watching him, but not with the usual warning glare. Nor was she giving him the smug smile she'd been flashing all night. Ryo was looking at Kilyan the same way he'd just been looking at Avi: with lust! He went rigid when he realized her eyes were tracing over his hard thighs, were hungrily drinking in his cock and the toned rippling of his belly. Her nostrils flared and he knew she was breathing in the rugged scent of his balls. Then her eyes drifted over his nipples, up the flexing muscles of his neck and to his face. When their eyes met, she flushed slightly and looked away. Kilyan just sat there unable to believe it: Ryo wanted him. Male-hating, strictly shemale-loving Ryo . . . wanted him?

When they set out again, Kilyan's mind was buzzing with the thought. Ryo's rape the day before been something far more than her anger and spite: she wanted Kilyan as surely as he wanted Avi. She liked his body, seemed to like his smell, and had definitely enjoyed giving pleasure to his cock. He remembered the eager caress of her big paw on his organ, the way her other paw had reached around to stroke his inner thigh, and he knew it was true. Beside big Ryo he was like a female, after all. And if she wanted to take him again, there would be no stopping her super strength. Kilyan swallowed miserably. Why was it that every time he left the summer village . . . he was raped?

They passed through the darkness toward the sun village, where Kilyan had suggested they stay for a night and depart on a ship in the morning. Avi and Ryo seemed to have no objection, and so they made good time across the wastelands: by the time dawn reached pearly fingers across the barren earth, the sun village could be seen in silhouette in the distance: a great village on a giant sloping hill, littered with palm trees and the mud-brick houses of the sun wolves.

"Another day's walk," Kilyan told the others, "and we should reach the sun village."

"Wolves there like us?" Avi wanted to know.

Kilyan smiled and shook his head. "Avi, there aren't any wolves like you -- not in any village I've ever been to."

Kilyan noticed out of the corner of his eye that Avi and Ryo were brooding over the fact.

"So . . ." said Avi slowly, "having only penis or only vagina . . . is normal?"

"Yup," Kilyan told her.

"That no fun," said Ryo with a snort. "Females can not fuck and males can not be fucked. Anus not same as pussy. Just not. There is nothing like an orgasm here."

Kilyan felt a blush creeping up his cheeks when Ryo clamped a shameless paw under her thick cock and over her pussy lips. She smiled with dark lust at Kilyan and he quickly looked away, glad that Avi seemed not to have noticed: the queen's gaze was fixed on the great silhouette of the sun village in the distance.

They had already passed the sacred pillars, upon which the symbols of deceased warriors from the sun village were scratched. After the pillars Kilyan knew it was only a matter of time before their journey across the rocky wastelands was at an end. He couldn't wait to see Julyan and tell him that Zaldon was all right -- anything to escape the threat of Ryo's cock in his ass again. For with Julyan there, Kilyan knew that Ryo would probably let him be. He hoped so, anyway.

"Enough about such things," Avi said, and Kilyan was surprised: he hadn't thought Avi had even been listening to Ryo.

"Why?" Ryo demanded. "It true. Nothing like orgasm in pussy. Nothing like getting wet or having your cock feel that wetness around it. Nothing like it. Right, Kilyan?"

Kilyan glowered in the opposite direction and said nothing. He felt the blush on his cheeks deepen and ground his teeth when Ryo laughed at him. His entire body was suddenly tense and he tried to relax, knowing that Ryo was only amused by his anger.

"I said enough," Avi warned, her black eyes irritated and yet troubled. "Wynn is out in this world -- this world where wolves only have penis or only have vagina. She might like the world because other wolves in it like her. She might not come home!"

Ryo fell silent at the anxious note in Avi's voice and put a heavy paw on the little queen's shoulder. "Avi, we find Wynn. We bring Wynn home. No need to worry: Ryo here. Ryo always protect Avi and Wynn. Ryo not only royal guardian: Ryo love you."

Ryo smiled down at Avi with such tender affection that her eyes were practically glowing as she gently brushed a silver strand of mane from her wife's eyes. Avi's eyes fluttered up at her and she smiled in return. The little queen rose up on tip-toe and they kissed.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Kilyan looked firmly in the opposite direction, silently reminding himself that he had no right to Avi, that he had impregnated and abandoned her, that he had no right to feel jealous or desire her for himself. As Ryo had said before, he had given up all those rights when he fled the jungle ten years ago. Despite his feelings, he had no more right to Avi than any random wolf who might try to claim her. Maybe that was why he wanted her so badly.

As the sun rose steadily higher, the group made camp for the day. Ryo, as always, took first watch, and when she glanced his way, Kilyan felt his jaw clench. Avi asked him what was wrong, but when he insisted that it was nothing, she rolled out her sleeping furs and went to sleep. Kilyan did the same, fully aware that Ryo was hungrily watching his every move. He was on his knees and about to crawl into his sleeping furs when he felt her paw pull playfully on his tail. Ryo's big arm locked around his throat, and she whispered in his ear, "How Kilyan want it this time? Fast or slow?" She laughed.

"Get off me!" Kilyan warned through his teeth. He held back a little gasp when Ryo's paw closed around his cock and massaged: he was rigid in seconds and throbbing with his desire, this lust for Avi's moist crevices that had been steadily building in his cock since they'd left the summer village. Just thinking of Avi made him throb thicker in Ryo's paw, and she moaned her delight and slowly stroked him.

"Oh, god . . ." Kilyan whispered, his cheeks flushing red. He closed his eyes and his brows knit together as Ryo slowly and deliberately caressed his cock toward a flinching orgasm. He realized with a shudder that she was kissing his neck, his jaw, his ear . . . Her other paw smoothed up his chest, then her fingers pinched his nipple. Why was he letting this happen? But he had been so pent up all day with his desire for Avi, so frustrated, and Ryo's big paw felt so good . . . He sighed, and Ryo whispered something in her language. She was encouraging him. He had the acute feeling that she had called him some pet name.

"No wonder Avi loves Kilyan, pretty thing," Ryo whispered with a sigh.

Kilyan was pressed down on his stomach. His entire body tensed when he felt Ryo's big finger prod at his anus. He struggled to get up, but she held him down by the neck and sank her finger deeper. He was still so sore there! He tightened his ass cheeks against her, but she only laughed and pinched at them playfully.

Ryo then grabbed Kilyan by the tail and flipped him onto his back. The wind was knocked out of him. He lay there breathless and flushed, his humiliation increasing with every squeeze and caress Ryo's insistent paw gave to his cock. She was deeply massaging his passion until his toes curled. He bit his lip to hold back all his little moans but could not: her touch was exquisite. He thought he was going to lose control. His pre-cum was glistening on the soft head of his cock, and when she deftly licked it away, he let out a gasp that begged for release. Ryo didn't give it to him but kept massaging. Her dark eyes traced up and down his body, soft and thoughtful, even admiring.

"So pretty," she said to herself. "Ryo never understood before. How could Avi love wolf with only penis and no vagina? Kilyan not even have tits! But now Ryo see. Kilyan is beautiful, tall, strong. Have pretty eyes. Nice mane. Smell good. Really good." Her nostrils flared slightly and she moaned as she drank in his scent again. "Ryo always thought Avi was silly girl with crush. Maybe she is a silly girl for loving Kilyan. But . . . Ryo can't blame her now."

"Avi . . . loves me?" Kilyan asked in wonder.

Ryo rolled her eyes, and he was shocked when she smiled bitterly at him and said, "What does Kilyan think?"

Kilyan lay there unable to believe it. But he was jerked sharply back to reality when he felt Ryo's hot mouth close over him: she sucked his cock in long, wet strokes, her lips pulling, her mouth moaning around him in pleasurable vibrations. It wasn't long before -- after squirming and struggling feebly against an orgasm -- he had come in her mouth. She swallowed his cum and sat up again, licking her lips as she looked down at him. Kilyan had his eyes closed and was lying breathless on his back. God, he had never been sucked that way, so deeply and so hungrily. Only Ohana had ever come close to giving him half as much pleasure as Ryo just had. He felt ashamed of himself and wanted to crawl under his sleeping furs, forget it had ever happened, but he knew Ryo would never let him. She wasn't through playing with him.

Ryo pulled Kilyan up into a sitting position. Her paw went at once for his cock, but he grabbed her arm. She was more than strong enough that she could have started her assault again anyway, but she halted. She gazed at Kilyan with dark amusement.

"This is going to stop," Kilyan told her. "Right now! I am not your plaything!" He was incensed when Ryo only laughed and said, "Of course you are." And before Kilyan could protest, her mouth closed over his and he was crushed beneath her to his sleeping furs. She pulled him roughly onto his stomach, and Kilyan moaned angrily when he felt the gentle prod of her cock against his anus. Her thick shaft had pushed between his buttocks and was slowly pressing itself in and out, the soft head nudging his sore opening in a way that was almost questioning.

"Fast?" Ryo whispered in Kilyan's ear. "Or slow?" She pulled back, and when her big paw smoothed over the toned muscles of his back he knew she was again admiring his body.

Kilyan clenched his teeth, refusing to play this game. "If you rape me again, I'll tell Avi!" he lied.

Ryo laughed at him. "Kilyan too proud for that. Kilyan want to be big, strong male around Avi. Not want to look weak. But Kilyan is weak: weak against Ryo strength and against his own desire." She leaned down very close and whispered in his ear, "Stop pretending you didn't come in Ryo paw!"

Kilyan squeezed his eyes shut against her words but could not escape their taunting hiss. He shivered when she reached under and squeezed his cock: he instantly became hard again.

"Now," whispered Ryo, "how does Kilyan want it this time? Fast? Or slow?"

Kilyan grunted through his teeth when that thick cock sank slowly between his ass cheeks, holding his sore anus open wide and making his buttocks clench tight against it. He heard the sticky squelching of her cock sinking inside of him, felt the deep hot prod of it, and wanted to die when she gave her cock a sharp thrust -- as if she was demanding an answer.

"Slow!" Kilyan begged. "Please, Ryo!"

Ryo laughed softly but gave it to Kilyan the way that he asked, and he was shocked when she started kissing his neck again, when she pushed his long mane aside and nuzzled him as she gently rode him. When it was over, she held him tightly in her arms, and pressed to her hard breasts, Kilyan felt miserably trapped . . . and oddly aroused. He wanted to suck Ryo's nipples, and he felt ashamed of himself for it, but he liked the way their cocks brushed each other. A shemale's cock was so silky and hot and wet, after all, like a pussy.

"Avi may never have Kilyan," Ryo whispered to him. "Not ever again! Ryo won't stand to see Avi heart broken another time. No, Kilyan may only have Ryo. And the more Kilyan behave himself around Avi, the more gentle Ryo be with him while Avi sleeping. Understand?"

Ryo didn't sound angry, just very stern: she was not only satisfying her own lust but she was protecting Avi in this daily rape of not only Kilyan's ass but his will to sleep with her queen. Just thinking of Ryo's big cock pounding him again made Kilyan too scared to ever want to touch Avi again. God, he hated Ryo. But at the same time . . . he understood her concern. And how could he blame her for hating him? If it was true that Ryo loved Avi, then her bitterness and spite were completely understandable. But it didn't justify his rape!

"But it doesn't have to be this way!" Kilyan angrily protested. "I'm not going to touch Avi. Can't I just swear that to you and we can stop this --?"

"Kilyan's word is worth nothing!" Ryo said over him. "Kilyan promise to marry Avi by sleeping with her, then he leave her. Why should Ryo believe Kilyan's word? Don't know why Avi had to drag Kilyan into this anyway: we could have found Wynn on our own. Ryo think Avi just wanted to see Kilyan again, however angry she is at him. But Avi can never be with Kilyan. That can never be."

"Why the hell not!" Kilyan burst, suddenly sick of it all. He forced himself from Ryo's arms and sat up.

Ryo sat up too, and her dark eyes were sad when she answered, "Avi can never leave jungle. Avi queen. Shemales love and depend on her for leadership. Kilyan must understand: he simply can not have Avi."

Kilyan glowered at his lap, and he was surprised when Ryo lifted his chin and said with the gentlest look in her eyes, "Kilyan not bad wolf. Ryo see that now. But if Kilyan really care about Avi . . . he let her go."

Kilyan jerked his chin away and turned from Ryo, hating the kindness that had been in those eyes. So she understood that he loved Avi! Perhaps he had always loved Avi. He didn't know. He only knew that his heart had never truly let her go. And he didn't think it ever could. But resting his arms on his knees and gazing off at the blank blue sky, Kilyan knew deep down that Ryo . . . was right.