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The woods cleared out of everything but the Templars who were busy collecting the dead and readying funeral pyres. The humans would have too if they could smell what was on the winds.

The air was dry, cold and there was a slight breeze. The smell of musk from two dominant werewolves was carried easily for many miles. Nothing that could catch the scent wanted to be close to what was going down at the small lake.

Trevor ran gleefully around the edge of the lake. His tail wagged as he made large bounds, sending water and chunks of ice up and into the air each time his heavy paws slammed down. His fur was cleaner now, there was only a little bit of stubborn blood that hadn't been washed away yet. It felt good to be clean again.

Behind him, Dmitri was close on his heels. He had his eyes on the prize. The swaying hips of the autumn red wolf in front of him. He watched at it moved up and down with each jump, getting a little farther away for a moment before he jumped after it to close the distance.

Each time Trevor's tail swished and swayed in either direction, Dmitri could see the pink fleshy star of his mate's pucker. He felt a swell in his sheath that made it a bit awkward to run. It had been some time since they had last been intimate. All of the stresses of their lives had made it so neither of them were in the mood. Today should have been another stressful one with the new, strange wolves attacking, but it had turned them both on. The excitement of battle. Being side by side and letting their testosterone go wild. It was just what the both of them needed.

They both chased each other for several more laps until Trevor let himself be caught. He was really just going until Dmitri didn't have any more blood on him. He wanted to smell his mate's natural scent. Not blood.

Dmitri pushed Trevor onto his side, using his muzzle to prod his mate in the ribs until the red wolf complied. They were still in the freezing water, but neither of them could feel it. Hot blood filled their veins.

Trevor looked up at Dmitri. The dark wolf gazed back with his piercing, amber eyes before lowering down.

Dmitri licked and groomed Trevor's fur. I'm limping the fur and smoothing it out. He knew that Trevor enjoyed cleanliness far more than any other werewolf in the pack. More so that even Sergei.

The large, broad tongue moved up Trevor's body. It was slow. Painfully slow as it reached Trevor's shoulder. It moved up his shoulder and then his neck where Dmitri preferred to nibble lovingly.

Trevor sighed when he felt those incisors grazed the skin of his neck, combing through his fur. They could easily tear anything, man or beast, apart. Today they were caring for Dmitri's favorite individual.

When the love bites were done, Dmitri gave Trevor a lick across his muzzle which was reciprocated. He then went back down to his mate's lower body where he nuzzled Trevor's leg.

Trevor lifted his head up and looked at Dmitri who gazed back and raised one of his eyebrows. He kept nuzzling the leg, trying to get at the prize beneath.

Trevor teased Dmitri. He shifted his leg around, letting whiffs of his arousal reach Dmitri's nose, but never letting him get to it.

Dmitri whined. He wanted it. He needed it.

Trevor gave an open mouthed grin before finally giving the impatient puppy what he deserved.

Dmitri yipped when his mate rolled over onto his back, revealing a thick sheath with a hint of pink poking out. Trevor was larger than Dmitri in both weight and 'size.' Neither of them cared when both of them were still well above what most other werewolves had. When everyone ran around naked and natural, it was hard not to notice that the two tops dogs of the pack were bigger by a large margin.

Trevor playful kicked up at Dmitri with his hind paws, splashing him with water. He barked as he battled with Dmitri who wanted nothing more than to get at the pink.

The barking sounded strange to Dmitri. Trevor was the only wolf he knew that barked. Pups barked, but just like their feral counterpart, barking turned into howling later in life. Barking was for the young and considered below mature wolves. Dmitri liked the sound of it and would tear the throats out of anyone that would dare change his mate, especially since Trevor only barked for him.

Trevor didn't know about the barking. He wasn't the same timid man he used to be all those years ago. He was more confident in himself and cared less about small details. He was concerned with what was actually important. He wanted to see Kolya grow up into something to be proud of. He wanted to see his mate happy. Anything else came after his family.

Eventually Dmitri pinned those pesky paws down into the water with his front paws. He leaned forward and nuzzled Trevor's hefty sack that contained a pot of baseball sized orbs. On occasion, he glanced up to see Trevor looking back down, biting his lower lip in anticipation.

Dmitri wanted to hear Trevor beg for it. So, he simply ran his snout up the crevice between Trevor's manhood and his thigh. He felt the informed knot in the sheath, just waiting to get into something and plug it up.

'Not today,' Dmitri thought. Today he was the alpha. He was in charge and would be the wolf on top. Though, he had no quarrels about letting Trevor take the leash and violently violate him.

If the other older members of the pack knew of Dmitri's versatility in the bed, they would have been up in arms a long time ago. They didn't. They didn't need to know about that. Whenever the scent of the two making love floated through the woods, they would just assume that Dmitri was on top each time. Let them hold onto their fantasies.

Trevor's cock was half way out of its sheath, tingling at the teasing it was getting. The fire in his looms, the pressure building up inside of him. It was getting unbearable. He needed release. He needed it now.

The loud, high pitched whine from his mate told Dmitri that Trevor was ready.

A red and warm tongue ran up Trevor's sheath and his half exposed cock. It covered it in thick saliva, replacing the pre that was scooped up. More pre quickly churned out of the excited wolf under Trevor who could never quite wrap his head around just how much fluid werewolves were able to produce. It trickled out constantly, just as fast as Dmitri was able to lick up the earthy and slightly salty fluid.

The red rocket slithered out of its sheath slowly. Inch after inch until an entire foot was resting against Trevor's stomach and there was still the knot left which was creating a bulge right at the opening of the sheath.

Dmitri's jaws could bite through steel and yet he was able to be delicate enough to pull back Trevor's sheath to reveal the veiny knot.

The smell that rose from it was intoxicating. A drug that gave the alpha shaky knees. Like many other aspects about Trevor, even his scent was different from most werewolves. Most had an earthy, but oppressive smell. Trevor smelled more along the lines of a mild ginseng with a hint of honey. How could Dmitri ever resist such a scent? He couldn't.

With the entire cock out and on display, Dmitri gave it one long lick, running from under the knot at the base, all the way to the leaking tip.

Trevor was already on edge. It took all his focus to not blow his load right now and that was without much stimulation to his knot which was becoming inflated and harder as his excitement grew more and more. He whined and yipped. He begged for his alpha to give him what he wanted.

Dmitri's own member was dripping thick globs of musky pre into the water. All of the action was leaving him hot and bothered. His groin was burning with lust and Dmitri couldn't help it. He kept glancing down at Trevor's tail hole. It clenched and pulses. Trevor was straining. It was begging to be filled.

It was time.

Dmitri motioned for Trevor to roll over which the massive red wolf was more than happy to do.

Trevor sent water spraying as he rolled onto his paws and got up. He swaggered his hips at Dmitri, raising his tail to give clear access.

Dmitri's eyes followed the puckered, pink target. He gave it a lick and grinned when it clenched even tighter. He never realized just how much he needed this until now. Life had been beating him down the past few years. So much to worry about and there was always something going wrong that required his attention. That was then. This was now. It was just him, Trevor and a raging erection that needed to be dealt with.

Dmitri gave Trevor another lick, pushing his tongue against the opening. At first, it didn't go in. Trevor was tight. Always had been.

Dmitri pushed again with his tongue and felt the soft, fleshy walls of the outer sphincter give in. His Tungus slipped in half an inch.

Trevor tried to relax and give Dmitri easy access, but he was so excited. He felt his inner sphincter tighten up and then he groaned as Dmitri's tongue battered it down and fully entered him. The broad tongue was much thicker than even the most endowed human and it stretched Trevor wide in preparation for the monster to come.

Dmitri rolled his tongue around inside of Trevor, pushing his nose right up against the base of the tail. He moved his appendage around, feeling for Trevor's prostrate and once he felt the bulge of the fist sized organ, he pressed down on it with all his might.

Trevor thought he orgasmed, but it was just half a liter of pre spilling out of him. It shot hard into the water below as Trevor felt his prostrated get smashed. He let out a long howl into the heavens.

That was a sound that Dmitri liked to hear and he ripped his tongue out of Trevor fast enough to cause the howl to crack half way through.

Dmitri admired the slightly gaping hole that he had made. It was leaking saliva as it slowly closed back up. With all of the pre between the two of them, lube of any kind was hardly necessary, but Dmitri did like to give his mate a good rimming before the real event began.

Trevor knew it was coming. He had been anticipating it for a long time now. The feeling of a heavy weight plopping against his back and those paws wrapping around his waist, he felt like he was in heaven.

Dmitri's cock poked and prodded as the wolf adjusted himself on top of his mate. Trevor was just larger enough that Dmitri had to kick at Trevor's hind legs to remind him to lower his back a bit. When the other wolf complied and Dmitri was positioned right, he gave his first thrust.

There was pain. It burned as the thick rod was shoved half way into him and Trevor had to grit his teeth. It was thicker than he remembered, stretching him far beyond what was natural and it would torn most others apart, but Trevor's healing ability made sure nothing gave.

Dmitri pulled his cock back out and gave it another firm thrust, getting most of it in. The feeling of his pre covered cock sliding into the tight, warm tunnel, clenching down on him, brought back memories of the first night they spent together in the hotel room. It was impossible to imagine that small human had taken the entire wolf cock even if it had formed afterwards. Now that same man was his mate, a werewolf, and was taking him with little difficulty. He could be as rough as he wanted, marking the insides of his mate as his. He would utterly ruin that ass, but he didn't, not yet.

Dmitri worked slowly. He pulled back to the point where only his tip was inside, still pumping lubricating pre into Trevor, before pushing back in, getting a little farther with each thrust until he felt his knot press against the opening. Then he proceeded to ruin that ass.

Trevor was almost caught unaware by the sudden change in tempo. It went from smooth thrusts to a battering ram on the end of a jack hammer. He was almost knocked from his feet as the knot was shoved half way into him. His tail hole sent a flurry of warning and pain signals, but Trevor ignored them all. He stood his ground and took the pummeling. He focused on the feeling of his mate's cock sliding against his prostate. Each thrust wasn't pain. No. It was electrifying pleasure that caused his cock to jump and sent strings of pre against his belly fur. He was so close now, he just needed to be shoved off the edge.

Dmitri felt Trevor getting closer. The sphincters, although battered, were weakly clenching and the breathing was becoming more erratic.

He was getting close as well. Pressure was building inside of him, just waiting for the knot to take hold and lock them both together.

The knot pushed in more and more with each thrust. It also grew with each pump, threatening to grow too large before it could be put in its proper place. Dmitri wasn't going to let that happen. He clamped down on Trevor's shoulder where he always did, biting down hard enough to draw blood. The taste of iron filled Dmitri's mouth as he gave a savage snarl and tied them together.

Trevor felt the knot pop into him, greedily taking up so much space inside and then even more as it quickly began to enlarge. The sudden shift in pressure was the final straw for Trevor. He gave another howl as he released all of his pent up stress in one glorious orgasm. His cum shot out. Hot, white cum splattered into the water, creating a milky mess below as steam wafted up.

Feeling his mate finally come to climax, Dmitri gave himself over to his urges and filled Trevor. Shot after shot of seed surged deep into Trevor's bowels. He felt the cum run all the way from his balls to their final location.

Trevor Relished the sensation of hot cum filling him. It sat heavily inside his gut, churning and moving as he did as more and more was pumped further into him every second.

Trevor's climax subsided first with no further stimulation. Still, an impressive amount of steaming cum rested in the water where it slowly congealed into small icebergs that slowly floated away.

Dmitri was still going strong for another minute. His balls did their best to fill Trevor with as much cum as possible and only stopped when they were completely drained of everything they could give, leaving only a trickle left.

It was still not over though. The two were tied together in a knot that would normally last upwards of two hours. However, others were waiting on them and Dmitri knew how to quicken the process.

Dmitri slowly walked the two of them back into the lake, letting their hot passion get cooled by the freezing water. They pushed through the ice until only their heads were above the water.

Trevor felt Dmitri lick at the bite wound on his shoulder that was already closing up as he gave gentle tugs at the knot. Trevor's own erection was quickly fading already. Even with their fast metabolism and high body temperature, their cocks were still sensitive.

With each tug, a bit of cold water hit Dmitri's base and slowly the knot shrunk down more and more until it began to come out.

The tugging became a bit more forceful and Dmitri strained to not let it re-engorge from the stimulation. He pulled and pulled until it suddenly slipped out and the water behind the two was instantly turned milky white as the enormous amounts of cum from their mating gushed into the lake.

Trevor shivered as all the hot cum inside was him was displaced by the icy water. He was about to get out of the lake when he felt another sensation.

Dmitri dunked under the water behind his mate. He pressed his nose against Trevor's battered hole and systematically scooped out the cum with his tongue. He went as far as shoving an inch of his nose into Trevor, who was still stretched wide open. His tongue hunted for more precious seed.

Trevor moaned at the feeling and he got a new erection despite the cold. He did not get a second orgasm though. Dmitri pulled out as soon as he could not find any more cum to lick up.

A few moments later, the two wet dogs were up on the shore, shaking their fur dry in classic canine fashion. The water cleaned them of the scent of mating and soon they were presentable again, ready to hear out these Templars some more.