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As I lay in bed, the strange familiarity of the room slowly became simply familiar. Over eight seasons had passed since I had left Zangar. Everything here had been familiar, intimately familiar. I had known every nook and cranny, how everything was positioned and could move through it in complete and utter darkness without any worry of bumping into anything. My room had not changed at all from how I remembered it, but it hadn't been part of my life for so long that it felt like it no longer fit me anymore. Like a piece of clothing that I had outgrown. Perhaps it was because I had grown accustomed to sleeping out under the stars each night, not tucked away in a cave. It felt slightly suffocating, despite the spaciousness of the room.

Even now in the peaceful reclusion of my bedroom, I felt trapped, and a little claustrophobic. I just couldn't relax. The bed was too soft, I had grown accustomed to sleeping on the ground, with little more that a roll of fur for comfort. The soft mattress and fine silk sheets were luxurious and pleasant to the touch, but not what I was used to. The fire from the fireplace lit up the room, casting dancing shadows on the walls around me, warming the room up nicely. The two bodies that clung to either side of me as we lay in bed also did a fine job of that.

Their scents mingled in the air around me. I could pick out their individual scents easily, but they seemed to mesh perfectly together, creating a completely new, alluring scent that was slowly engraining itself into my memoeries forever. I would never forget this time with them.

I'd never forget how their bodies seemlessly wrapped themselves around either side of me, how their legs entwined with mine. How their tails wrapped around my own. They were the perfect restraint. I couldn't move. I would have no possible means of escape without waking them. Not that I wanted to leave right now. I was too fatigued from our earlier activities. Another scent which clung heavily on the air around us.

But despite my tiredness I couldn't sleep. I didn't sleep these day generally, more out of choice than anything. The nightmares I used to have had grown stronger, more terrifying now that I understood what they were. I generally meditated, but clearing my mind in order to achieve a meditative state was quite difficult when I had two naked bodies pressed up against me. Meditation allowed me to rest my body while not actually sleeping. It allowed me to rest without having nightmares. Not as effective as sleep but it was the only way I could get any rest.

I had considered finding a place nearby to set up camp out side the cave network of Zangar, but Kassandra and Laguna had barely left me alone since my return. And they would struggle to deal with the harsh coldness that the mountain winds brought. But now that they were here with me I didn't want to abandon them so soon. I would eventually have to leave, and I had wrestled with the decision as to whether or not I should keep my distance from them to make it easier on them when I did leave, or to allow them this time with me as there was a chance I may never be able to return.

That was the whole reason I had kept everyone at an arms length. Acting cold and aloof. If I was never able to return to Zangar then it would be easier if everyone hated me, or just didn't care that I never returned. Everyone had thought I was dead. Everyone had had the time to move on and get over their grief. It would have been better if the fact that I was still alive had remained secret until I was ready to return home permanately.

My fight with the wolven k'tan, Zaraki Kamir, had forced my reappearance to happen. Just not yet. My early return had simply been an outcome of my fight against the strongest of all the wolven warriors alive today. I had been wounded, and collapsed after the fight.

After the fight my father had gathered me up and taken me home so he could help tend my wounds. I healed quickly thanks to the meditation training I had received during my time away. I had become quite adept at channelling my nen in order to increase my ability to heal. A wound that would leave others bedridden for weeks would be healed in mere days.

No, I had not planned on returning home quite yet. For I still had much training to receive from the Guardian Deities. Training that was essential for my well being as well as those around me due to the powerful spirit that dwelled within me. The source of my constant nightmare, the entire reason I could not enjoy a restful nights sleep. It was ceaseless in its attempts to try and take control. If I let my guard down it would seize control of my body, and would be free to roam the world using it for its own pleasure. A pleasure that was drenched in blood and pain.

I would not be beaten so easily however. But until I learned how to tame it, or at least contain it permanently, there was always going to be the risk of it seizing control of my mind and body. It had done that very thing during my fight with Zaraki Kamir after I had been knocked unconscious during our fight. I had managed to regain control, but it had not been easy. Until then I had to maintain a constant vigil. Otherwise it would force me to watch as it brutally worked its way through the world, sating its relentless blood-lust, starting with my friends and family.

Laguna stirred but did not wake. He pressed harder into me, burying his muzzle into my chest. I stared at him for a long moment, remembering everything that we had done to one another before they had finally fallen asleep.

How our bodies had rubbed against one anothers. How we tasted, touched and basked in the pleasure of each others bodies. The room smelled heavily of sex and scent of burning coal. I cared for both of them deeply. Laguna had been my closest friend among the Zangarians. And I had cared deeply for Kassandra. I had intended on avoiding them completely, to avoid causing them as much pain as I could when the time came for me to depart once more.

It was easier if I was hated by everyone else when that time came. I had done a decent job of it, I thought. I kept everyone at arms length, speaking only to Jovani and Kaldor when needed. But when I had heard about the passing of Kassandra's grandfather, Fuen, I had to check in on her. My feelings for her had risen to the surface. I couldn't leave without checking in on her.

I had waited for her to return home. I didn't intend for things to go the way they did. But being that close to her after all that time... I could barely control myself. She wanted it as much as I had. Looking back I regret not trying before my time in Aaru. Despite her protests otherwise she had wanted me back then, I had a lot of time to reflect on our time together and I could see it now. The way she looked at me, the way that she had allowed me to get close. But always she had declared her lack of interest and hatred in males. I cared for her, but did not act in order not to offend her, or break her trust.

I had essentially forced myself on her, and she had reacted how I'd hoped. All her bluster and bravado giving way to her desires. But despite all of that I had not expected anyone to walk in on us. Especially not Laguna. It was good that she and Laguna had become friends. Kassandra had trust issues with most males due to her past experiences but Laguna was the most trustworthy drake I knew. His lack of interest in females made him the prefect companion for her after my departure.

It was going to be hard to leave now. I could feel the emotions I had spent the past seasons in Aaru trying to suppress come back in full force now. The wall I had built around those emotions was crumbling. I loved both of them and they in turn loved me. When I leave they will miss me and I them. There was no avoiding that. I had to leave and they would not be able to come with me. I would miss them terribly myself.

I forced those thoughts to the back of my mind. Enjoy the moment. My body was pleasantly fatigued from our earlier love making. My muscles ached from exertion. My cock tingled with a slight numbness from the repeated climaxes. When they woke they would either press me to tell them more of my time in Aaru, or insist we fuck again. Probably both.

They were both curious about my time in Aaru. It was understandable. It was the home of the Guardian Deities and the great protector Asurmen himself. The all powerful deity who banished his own brother to the underworld in order to protect the mortal races from oblivion. Both he and his children have been vigilant in preventing Maugan Ra from returning from his prison in the underworld and laying waste to the mortal realm.

Aaru like the Underworld was an entirely different dimension, another world entirely. Created entirely by the will of Asurmen himself. And what a glorious world it is....

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"Lets go hunt for dinner and then tomorrow we will begin your training." Callen said to me, picking up his bow from the ground.

Jan'Zar went off on her own while I accompanied Callen. As we traversed the woods he showed me what to look for beyond the obvious. He was amazing. I had never even thought about most of the things he told me about when hunting. I knew the basics. Stay downwind to your prey, look for tracks, the obvious stuff. But understanding how to tell how recent the tracks were, how to use my sense of smell... too many things to recount.

It would take me many moons in order to master all the skills he introduced me to that day, and the many more that he would teach me in the future. Within a couple of hours we had snared our prey, a large four legged creature with brown fur. A doe he had called it. I had heard of doe, but not as a feral beast, they were females of a particular species that resided in the lands to the North of the Tribal Lands.

"You'll find that most species have feral ancestors." Callen explained. "Most of those species only survive here in Aaru."

"Really?" I asked. "Are there feral dragons?"

"Of course. Many different kinds and of many different sizes."

"How big is Aaru?" I asked, curious at how so many creatures could live here, their existence secret to the rest of the world. This place can't be 'that' big otherwise it would have been discovered centuries ago.

"I'm not sure." Callen frowned as he thought about it. "At least one thousand times as large as the Tribal Lands."

"How is that even possible!? Someone would have found something this big by now!"

Callen simply laughed. I stumbled but caught my footing quickly. I reajusted my grip on the doe I was carrying over my shoulders, the fresh scent of it's blood surrounded me, the heavy metallic scent blocked out everything else. I continued to follow the large wolf through the forest back to camp.

"Malakye I thought we explained to you yesterday, you are here so we can protect the mortal realm from you. Aaru isn't a place. It is another dimension!"

"Dimension?"

"Like the Underworld." Callen explained. "Aaru is is a world in its own right! Seperated from the your world just as the Underworld is. Only Aaru's borders are not sealed. There are a number of locations in your world from which you can get here. They are well hidden, and even if someone was to find one of the entrances they likely wouldn't have a clue what it was or how to open it."

"So I'm in a whole other world?"

"Yes." He grinned. "So don't go running off trying to find your way home. I've had a few students try to do that who ended up getting lost. I found most of them before they fell prey to some of the nastier beasts that reside here in Aaru."

I gulped nervously, my maw suddenly dry as I tried to imagine what kind of unimaginable beasts lived out here. There could be ferals and possibly furs of species I'd never have been able to imagine here! What fantastic and terrifying discoveres awaited me here?

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Laguna stirred from his slumber and his eyes blinked slowly open. He looked up at me and smiled. He let out a long heavy breath and snuggled up against me, his paw now gently stroking my left thigh. It was a sensual stroke, but not a sexual one. He was apparently content for the moment to simply lay there against me.

I glanced over at Kassandra. She was sound asleep, her head rested in the crook of my right arm. She was drooling on my chest as she slept, creating a wet patch on my scales that glistened in the flickering light of the fire. Laguna noticed this and chuckled silently to himself, his body rocking from his amusement. If Kassandra knew that he was laughing at her... that would not end well. But I wouldn't tell her, this would be our secret.

"I missed you." Laguna grinned.

"I know." I smiled. "You keep telling me." I teased. He hadn't missed any opportunity in the past few days to tell me that fact.

He giggled childishly. His laugh was incredibly infectious, I couldn't help but smile when I heard it. I loved how his eyes seemed to sparkle when he laughed. His paw had shifted and was gently, and not so subtly rubbing at my genital slit. Whether I wanted to or not I started to get hard. With Kassandra so comfortably snuggled up against me I could not move, but that didn't seem to bother Laguna in the slightest.

As my sensitive flesh emerged from my slit he caressed it delicately, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from me. My flesh continued to harden and grow in his paw. He stretched his neck up and pecked me on the underside of my muzzle. I smirked and arched my neck so I could kiss him back. Our tongues danced against one another while Laguna's paw continuously worked my sensitive cock.

We just lay there like that. His paw gently stroking me, our tongues and muzzles pressed together. Neither of us were urgent in our need to take it beyond this point. We were just enjoying the moment.

Eventually Kassandra roused from her sleep and blinkingly looked at us. Half asleep she took in the situation, the movement in the bed sheets made it obvious what was going on. She made a face of mild annoyance, her brow furrowed and her snout curled up. It was cute the way her muzzle scrunched up like that.

"Do you have to do that when I was sleeping?" She complained.

"Absolutely." Laguna chuckled at her.

I wasn't sure if he was laughing at his response to her, or simply at the bad case of bed hair that she was wearing right now. Her normally pristine white, long, silky hair was matted to the side of her muzzle. It was a hive of activity the way it was ruffled this way and that. She would have to spend some considerable time grooming herself to tame it back into shape.

But regardless of how her hair looked now, and the mild sneer of disgust she currently bore on her muzzle, she was still beautiful. I loved the pale blue colour of her scales. Her perky tits, the nipples a stark pink colour against the rest of her. Even in her current state she held herself with a poise that was both elegant and refined.

With nothing more to say Laguna grinned at me before slipping further beneath the bed sheets. I felt his hot breath on my cock, quickly followed by his tongue and then the hot, wet suction as he took me into his maw. I groaned in pleasure. My over sensitive cock tingled with his every action.

I closed my eyes and let him have his way. I didn't open them until I felt Kassandra move in front me. She carefully positioned herself so she sat over my chest, one knee either side of me. I stared up at her. She was blushing. She didn't want to be left out. I glanced down at the white fur above her sex, surprisingly it was perfectly maintain and trimmed, and could feel the moistness of her pussy on my scales.

I reached up and grasped her breasts. She gasped and blushed, but pressed her chest into my paws. I made sure to tweak her nipples. She gasped in pleasure and placed her paws over my own as if to ensure I didn't remove them. I pulled her down so that I could reach her breasts with my muzzle. Using my tongue I traced the flesh around her right nipple, my left paw still groping her left breast. She gasped and squeaked under my minstations.

Even now in the heat of the moment she tried to keep her composure and dignity. But her squeaks of pleasure betrayed the image she tried to maintain. Even more so when I plunged the digits of my right paw into her sex. The noise she made was difficult to describe. Somewhere between the noise of a wounded feral beast and the gargling desperation of someone being strangled. Only she was not in pain, her expression was one of pleasure.

Her sex was slick with her juices as well as my own cum from our earlier sessions. The three of us continued like this for a while. Time not of any concern to any of us. I worked her sex with my paw as Laguna worked my cock with his muzzle, his paws grasping my cock and balls. I could feel her body grow hotter, her breaths becoming shorter and faster until she cried out in extasy, her entire body shuddered over me. The fluids from her pussy gushed over my paw and onto my stomach. By this point I was close to cumming as well. Laguna had not stopped pleasuring me at all. I allowed myself to cum in his maw without warning. He didn't stop even as I shot my load into his eager maw, didn't hesitate to swallow it all down, and kept sucking until my cock was drained and began to go soft.

Kassandra rolled onto the bed beside me as Laguna crawled up my body to kiss me delicately. I was a little surprised when I got a mawful of my own cum. The thick, salty liquid flowed into my maw from his. Our tongues began to wrestle, rolling the cum between them. When we finally separated in order to breath I swallowed the cum still in my maw. Laguna was hard, his length pressed into my stomach as he lay atop me. Kassandra was still laying atop the covers where she had rolled off me, watching us. I grinned and turned to Laguna.

"How about you two fuck?" I suggested.

"What?" Laguna giggled.

"What?!" Kassandra questioned a little more seriously.

"Well... why not?" I asked.

Since we had started sleeping together, all three of us had been present constantly. Both of them either watching me fucking the other or having me pleasure them. Neither had even attempted to pleasure or fuck the other.

"Because he's not interested in females." Kassandra said.

"Well. He's hard right now. Why don't you try?" I asked.

"I..." He looked at Kassandra's naked body. He was still hard, I could feel it. "I guess." He chuckled.

"What?!" Kassandra blurted.

Of course she hadn't objected herself yet. She had used Laguna's preference to males as an excuse. I knew she had reservations with the intentions of other males. But she had spent enough time around Laguna to know that he was trustworthy. And after watching me fuck fuck both of them, this shouldn't be too big of leap. They had seen each other naked plenty by now, and had touched each other while naked, if not intimately.

"Do you not want this beautiful male to fuck you Kassandra?" I asked, allowig my paw to visibly caress Laguna's thigh.

Laguna was beautiful. His body was that of a warrior. Not overly muscled but he had a lot of definition in the muscle he did have. He had a feminine grace to his movements and to the curves of his hips, but he could never be mistaken for a female. Anybody would be lucky to have him as a lover; male or female.

"If she doesn't want me too..."

"No..." She squeaked. Obviously not wanting to offend him by rejecting him. "I'll... I'll let him fuck me."

"You don't have to Kassandra." Laguna assured her.

"No you don't." I reassured her. Not wanting to pressure her into something that may break their relationship. "But I would like to see it if you did."

"I'll try..." She wasn't able to look either of us in the eye, but she spread her legs to show her willingness.

Cautiously Laguna crawled over to her and positioned himself between her open legs. I leaned over and kissed Kassandra on the neck and whispered reassuring things in her ear. Telling her how proud of her I was. She turned her head and kissed me in response. As we kissed Laguna pressed himself into her. She tensed but gasped into my maw as he sank into her.

Slowly Laguna began to thrust in and out of her. This was his first time with a female, and he had admitted to me that other than on one occasion he had always been on the receiving end when with other males. Not that he didn't enjoy it, he just preferred it that way.

Kassandra continued to kiss me as Laguna fucked her. Maybe she was imagining it was me insdie her. Maybe not. But soon she had relaxed and was moaning and groaning with each thrust. Laguna didn't last too long, and I watched with delight as his entire body tensed and he shuddered with release inside of her.

Panting and exhausted her leaned over her, slightly breathless from the exertion. Kassandra looked at him and smiled. They shared a chaste kiss before he rolled off of her and we all lay there basking in the afterglow of our recent climaxes. The roomed thick with the combined scents of our musk and sex.

That had gone well I thought. Already both of them were drifting off to sleep. I smile and focused on clearing my mind. I couldn't allow myself the pleasure of sleep. Nightmares would follow if I did. In order to rest I needed to meditate. No where near as fulfilling as actual sleep, but I had grown used to it now. It was only when I was safe in Aaru, in the arms of Callen that I allowed myself the pleasure of real sleep. He was always able to keep the nightmares at bay.

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After a couple of hours of hunting we returned to the camp with our catch as the sun was beginning to set. Callen had taken me to places where he had set up snares, which many of them had caught more of the long eared lizards we had feasted upon the night before, as well as a number of small birds Callen had felled with his bow. His skill with a bow was incredible. I had yet to see him miss!

Jan'Zar was already back at camp and had the fire going by the time we returned with dinner. No sign of Shal'Naresh though. I was still a little annoyed at the small guardian deitiy. She had drawn protective runes on my body as I had slept. Runes drawn in the blood of the animals we had feasted upon last night. While the intention behind it had been good, I didn't appreciate anyone smearing blood on me without my permission.

We prepared the food, ate and spoke amongst ourselves. More like they spoke and I listened. They told stories of some of the amusing blunders some of the previous wolven k'tan had made, as well as telling me about the various sights around Aaru. Eventually though the grip of sleep tightened round me.

"Very well." Callen said as he turned and lifted a bowl from the ground behind him. As it got closer I could smell the blood.

"Can we not put blood on me?" I asked.

"It is necessary to prevent the spirit from attacking your psyche in your sleep." He explained.

"Is it the only way?" I asked. I was not overly keen on having runes painted on me with the blood of our kills each night to prevent my nightmares.

"Well there is another way." Callen admitted. "You would have to sleep with us."

"Sleep with you? As in sex?" I asked.

"No need to go quite that far." He chuckled. "But so long as we are touching you we would be able to suppress the spirit within you while you sleep."

"I think I prefer that option."

"Well I certainly don't mind it." Callen agreed. "I had assumed given previous experiences with wolves that you may not enjoy sleeping so close to other males. But then Zangarians are known to be quite open in that regard."

And from that point on Callen slept with me each night after that. It was slightly awkward at first. We would sleep pressed up close against one another. Nothing sexual happened between us, which is perhaps why it felt awkward for me. It was intimate. I couldn't help but have thoughts. I had a few dreams about him while wrapped up in his arms, his scent all around me. But I couldn't deny how peaceful my sleep had been with him there.