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The Loren Hotel on 4th was leased out of an old building on a crowded city square. Each one bedroom suite came with small bathroom, mini-fridge, and TV not connected to cable but that got just a set of local stations. It offered no wifi. The queen size beds took up most of the room of their singles, and all of them had matching flower patterns for their comforters that looked more appropriate on a curtain or wallpaper than for a bed. The pillow cases matched the comforter, and the sheets underneath were the color of brown eggs. Out the window was a view of a snow covered hospital across the street.

From the side of the room opposite the window, the door swung open and a tall coyote stumbled inside laughing. He had the build of a long distance runner: long, lithe limbs coated in sandy brown fur that blended grey then black across his back. His tail tip ended entirely black, and his underbelly was cream-colored. A skunk had shoved him inside after he unlocked the door with his key card. The shorter fur had a typical black coat with a forking white lines running down his back, arcing just so to highlight the curve of his hips. The skunk kicked the door closed behind him and pulled the coyote down so they were brow to brow. The coyote's forest green eyes meeting the skunk's bright blue. Both beamed at each other for a moment: giddy grins splitting their muzzles.

Oliver, the coyote, nuzzled his mate and they both embraced tightly. Then he said to Rynn, the skunk, "You didn't answer my question."

Rynn nuzzled into his chest. Oliver wore a simple black turtleneck that accentuated his lithe build. And the shirt smelled of coyote: a dusty masculine smell, not quite the sharp earthiness of other canines. Instead Oliver's scent reminded Rynn of dry summer days instead of the murky winter right outside that poorly reflected both furs moods.

"Mmmm... I think I told you to shut up," Rynn said, his voice higher and softer than his mate's.

"Come on, Rynn..."

"The doctor said it'd be skunk, Oli."

Oliver leaned back and grinned, "Yeah, but doctors get this stuff wrong all the time. How about this? If it's a coyote I get to name them, and if it's a skunk you can name them whatever you want."

Rynn and Oliver had just confirmed across the street that the medical trial that Rynn spent the last six months participating in had been a success. Rynn still remained in every way male, but his body had developed the capacity to carry young. A fact that overjoyed the couple.

"Have you already thought of their name?" Rynn said.

Oliver nodded. "Easy. We'll name them Tuba."

"Shut up!" Rynn shoved Oliver back onto the bed. The coyote spilled across the sheets, laughing as he watched Rynn strip off his sweater. The shorter skunk had a bit of fat pinching his belly together, the slight chub something Oliver had always found cute in his glossy black fur. Rynn tossed the sweater on top of the coyote's face.

"Hey!"

"You were giving me a look," Rynn said while he stripped off his pants.

"I was admiring my cute boyfriend!"

"Psh." Oliver had thrown the sweater off and now stared at a nude Rynn. The skunk's hips curved out and down into a set of thick thighs that had straddled Oliver's face plenty of times. The skunk's alluring tail teased up like a question mark, the base resting above Rynn's full rear. The skunk's pointed cock peaked a little from his sheath. His blue eyes glimmered while he smirked. "There you go staring again."

Oliver said slowly, "I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at you."

Rynn giggled, the cute light sound filling the room before he added, "You're not too bad looking yourself, stud. You'd look better without clothes, though."

"Heh, is that a fact?"

Rynn arched a brow. "Are you really gonna keep me waiting?"

The coyote didn't, pulling off his turtleneck before his paws worked at the buttons of his jeans. When those came off Rynn savored the sight of his mate: trim waist with an abdomen just defined enough to show through Oliver's soft cream fur. Soft rise of his slight pecs peaked by his dark brown nipples, shoulders wider than his waist. Then there was his sheath and balls: significantly bigger than Rynn's. Not because of any lack on Rynn's part, but because of the coyote's own incredible luck. And Rynn's. The skunk still remembered whispering, "When will it stop?" the first time he saw Oliver get hard.

Oliver cupped his balls in a paw and asked, "What's with that look?"

The skunk scowled playfully. "Everyone knows you're hot, Oli."

Oliver put on a pout. "Yeah but you're the one I care about finding me hot."

Rynn rolled his eyes and crawled into bed on top of Oliver. When the skunk's muzzle was over the coyote's he said, "Thank god you're a good kisser." And he gave the coyote a peck before adding, "It's the only way I know to shut you up."

"Hey I--mmph!" Oliver was silenced by Rynn's muzzle. The skunk's familiar lips against the coyote's made Oliver shudder. Rynn added his tongue and Oliver received the thinner oral appendage with his own, letting Rynn tease around inside his mouth before the coyote's bigger tongue pushed inside the skunk's muzzle. Oliver's paws teased down Rynn's sides before they cupped the skunk's butt, grabbing fistfuls of flesh and growling a little bit into Rynn's mouth.

Rynn broke the kiss, hugging Oliver close. He nuzzled the coyote's cheek and asked, "You ready to do this Oli?"

The coyote rubbed a paw up and down Rynn's back. "Since the moment I saw that cute tail of yours."

Rynn laughed a little and shook his head. "You big sap."

"That's what I'll name our pup when they come out a coyote: Sap. That way you can call me Big Sap and them Little Sap."

Rynn squeezed himself closer to his partner and said, "Do you ever stop?" but a grin split his muzzle as he asked it.

"Okay, fine, I guess we can name them Tuba, if that's what you really want."

"Oli!"

Oliver laughed, a sound approaching yipping in the skunks ears. Rynn didn't mind. Their rapport had been like this for as long as they were together. The coyote, big and strong and confident to everyone else, melted into a complete goofball when it was just the two of them. Rynn sat up and glared down at Oliver. "Our kid is going to be a skunk and his name will be Isaac."

"Maybe his middle name can be Tuba?" Oliver said with a sly smile.

Rynn couldn't help but mirror his partner. He brushed the coyote's muzzle with a hand, "His middle name can be Tuba," and Rynn reached around and grabbed a tuft of fur on the back of the coyote's head and tugged on it, "If you take the absolute best care of me."

"Ah! I promise! I promise!"

Rynn let go and sat back on Oliver's lap. "Good. And if you don't you'll just have to settle for picking out a middle name I approve of."

Oliver's wandering paws now ran up and down Rynn's hips. "Mmm, what do you think of Liam?"

"Liam isn't bad."

"Well, how about," Oliver traced a single, clawed digit up to Rynn's belly, "We focus on getting Isaac in there first?" Rynn smiled and climbed off the bed. Oliver sat up and asked, "What are you--"

"I wanna make things special," Rynn said before shutting himself in the bathroom.

"Well alright," the coyote said before scooting up the bed so his legs no longer hung off the end. Rynn's intent became clear soon as the bathroom door opened again. The coyote's nose twitched at the first catch of the sharp, musky cologne that Rynn had applied to his fur.

Rynn told him as he crawled back into the bed, "I wanna make this night as exciting as I can, for the both of us."

"Heh, is that so?" Oliver said as that cologne began to tickle against his sinuses. "Because I think that scent is for you."

Rynn now sat face to face with Oliver, leaning over the coyote's hips and gently fondling his sack. "You're right, but I've got some things specially planned for you..."

Rynn watched carefully as the cologne did its work. Oliver had a reaction to the scent. It teased at the coyote's sensitive nose, made the bridge of his muzzle tremor a little. The coyote blinked quickly a few times while Rynn leaned in, the scent strongest where he sprayed it on his collarbone. He pulled Oliver's nose against it and the coyote took another breath. "Ah... Rynn..." he shook his head pulled away. His eyes watered and his face scrunched up a little. "God... I'm..."

"Ah-ah-ah," Rynn put a finger to Oliver's nose. Right beneath the nostrils, the black nose stopping its twitching for a moment. Oliver sighed. Rynn felt a stirring in his sheath watching that tension work through Oliver's body before it unwound. He removed the digit and immediately Oliver's whiskers wiggled around as that cologne worked on him again. Rynn enjoyed watching his mate huff a little, sucking hard breaths through his mouth, trying not to stimulate his nose. That cologne was so strong it prickled all along Oliver's sinuses. He felt his nose begin to run; Oliver needed to sneeze so badly but tried his best to hold it in for Rynn. The skunk's blue eyes glittered while his mate entire top half began to tremble. "Ahhh--ugh..." Oliver held it back.

Rynn rubbed his thigh and said, "You gonna hold it in, Oli?"

"I'm... I'm..." Oliver sounded slightly stuffed up while he tried his best to fight his body. The need to sneeze felt deep and desperate. Fighting it off felt impossible. Oliver's head started to tilt backwards. "Ah... ah..." Rynn quickly tried to put his finger in front of Oliver's nose again, but it came too late. "Choo!" the coyote's loud sneeze erupted across the skunk's hand and across his front. Feeling the coyote sneeze across him filled Rynn with heat, while the immense feeling of release made Oliver relax a little. Only to take another breath and sneeze loudly again, this time across Rynn's chest, who shivered at the feeling. The skunk grabbed his mate's head now that the seal broke and pulled Oliver into his collarbone. Rynn smothered the coyote's snout into that scent, and little rocking sneezes threw the coyote against his mate. Oliver could only gasp and shake beneath them while the skunk's cock stirred more and more. By the time the coyote finished his sneezing fit, the skunk's red shaft throbbed between them.

Oliver panted while Rynn rubbed his back. "All better?"

"I, uh--" sniff, "should be asking you that."

"Mmm, you spoil me, Oli."

"Hehehe, anything for you, Rynn." The coyote nuzzled into the patch of cologne, his nose fine now that it adjusted to the scent.

Rynn sighed and shuffled back some. He said, "I've got something for you, too." He reached over and grabbed Oliver's paw before, with a grunt, he pushed out his abdomen. If he flexed his muscles just right and arched his back some, then...

Oliver panting stopped and his jaw hung open a little as he stared at his mate's rounded belly. Rynn placed the coyote's paw on the stomach and whispered, "This is what you want isn't it?" Oliver pushed his paw a little into the skunk, the flesh beneath the black fur yielding only slightly. Beneath that rounded belly, the skunk's cock pointed up and throbbed against it, leaking a bit of pre into the fur. Oliver licked his lips and his tail started wagging slightly while he reached over with his other hand and began running it along the skunk's stomach. He seemed to Rynn completely fixated on it, and the skunk could only watch and keep up the illusion. He noticed Oliver's sheath had begun throbbing.

"Fuck Rynn..."

"Just think, I'm going to be so round and heavy."

"Ugh," the coyote groaned and leaned in. Soon he rubbed his face against Rynn's stomach, almost worshipping it while his weighty, canid cock began to climb out his sheath.

"I won't be able to get you away from me, will I?"

"I'll just want you tied and on my lap all the time," the coyote growled. He sat up and now his half-hard cock rested across his partner's belly. Oliver rocked his hips back and forth, pressing down with a paw to really rub his shaft against his partner's core. Rynn trembled at the warmth and the coyote whined. His cock twitched a cloudy string of pre leaked across the skunk's middle. Soon the shaft throbbed at its full ten inch length. The cock was soda-can thick and had, many times, left Rynn unable to stand after the coyote finished inside him.

Rynn ran a finger under Oliver's chin and lifted his gaze to the skunk's. Rynn relaxed his stance and the faked belly receded while he leaned in and kissed his mate. Oliver whimpered a little, wrapping his arms around the skunk while Rynn straightened up so their dicks rubbed messily together. Oliver tilted his head and opened his muzzle some to really get his tongue into Rynn's mouth. The skunk quickly moaned while that tongue worked all over the skunk's relatively smaller muzzle. Rynn's smaller paw tried its best to squeeze their pricks together, but Oliver ultimately proved too big. But it was fine--it just meant Oliver needed all of Rynn's attention.

The coyote did not expect Rynn to shove him. Again. The coyote fell back onto the bed, head nearly cracking into the headboard of the bed. His dick smacked against his belly while the coyote gasped and Rynn crawled onto his lap.

"Keep your paws on the headboard, big boy," Rynn said.

Panting, Oliver asked, "Wh... what are you..."

"I want to edge you, just to make sure you give me the biggest load you can."

"God Rynn are you really--ah!" the coyote stopped when Rynn began to stroke his cock.

"Hmm? Do you want to fuck me or not?"

Whining, the coyote nodded. Rynn's laugh was low and sultry as he turned his attention to Oliver's dick. It was a beautiful canine cock: slick red flesh to a tapered tip and leaking urethra, the entire thing red and twitching with life. And the sharp, musky scent of his coyote teased at Rynn's nose and woke up certain appetites. Squeezing the tip of the cock, Rynn settled in to lie on his front. Oliver's sheath and balls rested next to Rynn's face. The skunk took a deep breath of his mate's musk and sighed before nuzzling into the sack before him. Oliver gasped when a warm tongue licked across the sack. The paw around his shaft did little more than squeeze around the tip of his cock, teasing slowly up and down the pointed end. Rynn's fingers soon became coated in cloudy coyote pre cum while he rubbed his muzzle more firmly into that sack. He took deep breaths of that salty scent, Oliver's balls not quite as sharp as his cock.

Oliver whimpered and kept his paws clenched down on the headboard while he watched his skunk work between his legs. That big bushy tail slowly arced down and the white tip teased its feathery hairs along the top Oliver's cock. The teasing made Oliver buck his hips, while Rynn's paw squeezed down his shaft to its middle. Rynn held his throbbing cock in place while the skunk continued to lick his sack. His tail began to wave back and forth, brushing across the top half of his cock. Forward and back. The stimulation teased Oliver and left him tense, but it would do little more than that.

Tremors across the coyote's body worked Rynn up. He loved edging Oliver, and a lot of times he had to tie the coyote down in order to get away with it, but now he had something the coyote desperately wanted. Oliver knew he needed to behave. He clenched his jaw and shut his eyes as that tail tickled the tip of his dick. Occasionally his back would arch when the underside of his shaft was rubbed just right, but that teasing sensation barely lasted long enough to get a lift in Oliver's pleasure. Rynn quietly purred while he burrowed into his mate's sheath next. His nuzzle teased against the base of his shaft, and Rynn lifted his tail away from Oliver's dick.

The coyote's green eyes blinked open in time to see the skunk fingers tease into his sheath. The coyote whined as those digits teased at that oily pocket of flesh. It felt much better when his cock was inside there as well, and while it still felt good, that sensation just left him panting. His spire of flesh jerked and twitched in the air while Rynn teased two fingers in and out his sheath, pushing all the way down to the root until it was almost painful before he teased back. When the coyote started pumping his hips more urgently, Rynn stopped entirely. The coyote whined and tried to keep still. When he did Rynn licked the base of his cock.

Oliver moaned as that slim oral muscle teased across the base of his shaft. Rynn shivered a little when his palette bloomed with the sharp taste of canine cock. He savored it and sighed before dragging his tongue up the oily shaft. A slow journey across ten inches of cock, the taste and scent so strong it made Rynn's eyes water. Oliver groaned and threw his head back, his claws now digging into the wooden headboard. The skunk stopped at the pointed tip and kissed Oliver's urethra. The cock jumped and pre squirted across Rynn's muzzle, some across an eye.

The skunk giggled a little and said, "Someone is so eager." He brushed the string of fluid out of his eye before kissing the tip again. His lips kept a tight seal as he pressed down, gently. The lips sucked around that pointed tip before the head of canid cock throbbed in Rynn's muzzle. Oliver whined and shook when the skunk gave his head a firm suck. Then, Rynn released his cock and the coyote made a pained sound. Rynn laughed at it before he blew gently across the now wet cock head. Even the teasing brush of air screwed up a tension that went nowhere for Oliver.

Rynn whispered, "Hanging in there love?"

"Ha... how long until..."

"Oh we aren't even close yet."

"Rynn..."

The skunk smiled and crawled up the coyote's long, slender body until he straddled Oliver's waist. The skunk's dick rubbed against Oliver's belly, ground back and forth while the skunk sighed and enjoyed his own pleasure a moment. Then Rynn nuzzled into the coyote's neck before nipping his mate there. The canine gasped as teeth teased his flesh. Groping paws worked down his front and hefted his pecs, pushing them up and tweaking the nipples. Oliver's back arched while Rynn kissed his clavicle, nipping the solid line of bone before that mouth teased across his chest. When Rynn's mouth closed around Oliver's nipple, the skunk also let his tail brush again across the coyote's throbbing spire. Teasing hairs along that meaty shaft mixed with the firm suckling of his mate's lips made the coyote start digging his claws back into the headboard. Rynn grazed his dark bud with his teeth occasionally, and slowly tenderized the flesh while his tail swayed slowly. Back and forth. Back and forth. A wash of sensation across Oliver's shaft that clenched all the way down to his balls before it disappeared. The coyote pushed his chest out to encourage Rynn's sucking just so he could feel something.

Rynn gave delicate and tender attention to both nipples. Agonizing minutes passed for the coyote who could do nothing but watch his mate play with his body. When Rynn sat up from his work, he said, "Mmm, well?"

"Are you gonna...?"

"Hehe, not yet."

Oliver whined, "I don't know--"

"I know it's hard but hold it for me, Oli." The skunk leaned in and briefly kissed his mate. "We're making something special here, and I want that something to be the biggest, best orgasm of your life."

Oliver huffed. "I'm trying Rynn."

"You're doing great, Oli," Rynn whispered before he drew away. The skunk scooted back so that he could then straddle Oliver's thighs. Between them, the ten inch canid cock twitched. Rynn appreciated the way it stood up on end, dipping down towards Oliver's belly before the breeding organ throbbed and stood back up a little. Dip... throb. Dripping, cloudy pre cum leaked across the cream fur of Oliver's front.

Rynn's hungry stare managed to get a smile from the coyote. Oliver said, "It wants to cum so badly, Rynn... You're lucky I can hold this back better than a sneeze."

A little tremor shook through the skunk's tail. Rynn could clearly see a similar build-up as the one before. The coyote's balls were tense, and Oliver's lower abdominals were coiled with tight. Rynn smiled and rubbed a finger right beneath the head of the shaft. "Will this help hold it back, you think?"

Oliver huffed and rolled his hips so his shaft slid across the finger. "W-worth a shot."

"Shooting is the last thing I want you to do, Oli."

The coyote's barking laughter was a little pained, but he couldn't help himself. They both giggled a bit before Rynn scooted closer until his shaft rested against the coyote's. Because Oliver was so big, the skunk needed both paws to squeeze their shafts together before he started pumping his hips. This was more focused sensation than Rynn had given Oliver. The coyote gasped and bit his bottom lip. He held back muffled, strained noises while the undersides of their shafts slid smoothly together. Slick cock frotted along the length of Oliver's ten inches and left his bottom half wriggling as he tried to hold back moans. Rynn watched his mate's dick jump a little in his paws. A squirt of pre shot across the skunk's front. Rynn felt Oliver's heart racing along that shaft. That heated warmth felt so good for the skunk as his flesh worked along his partner's. Rynn planned to bring him right to the edge. He felt the coyote's knot begin to swell beneath his paws. The base of his cock expanded along its sides, the bulbous flesh now thick as Oliver's fist. The coyote thrashed beneath the skunk before Rynn finally let go.

"Fuck!" Oliver howled when he was released. The coyote panted and looked down to see Rynn holding his cock up by a single digit slid under the head of his furious, tapered shaft.

"Not yet, Oli."

Oliver felt his balls churning. He groaned and clenched his stomach, trying his best to hold it off while he felt his dick ache. "Rynn..." he whined, "I don't--I can't..."

"Just hold it in for me."

"I can't... oh god Rynn..."

Rynn looked from the coyote's grimacing muzzle down to the twitching cock. The skunk noticed the pre that once leaked was no longer cloudy, but thick and pearlescent white. The twitching of the tip just like Oliver's runny nose from before.

"Rynn... Rynn I'm sorry but--"

"Just hold it one second more," Rynn said. The tension in Oliver felt so painful he thought he might scream. He felt the skunk straddle his hips with practiced ease before his mate positioned his leaking tip to his rim. Soon as that entrance yielded to the tapered head of his cock, soon as Oliver felt those warm, hot walls surround his head, he howled. The coyote ripped his paws off the headboard and wrapped them around the skunk's hips. Even before he yanked Rynn down, his cock exploded inside the skunk. Rynn moaned when he felt that warmth flood him before Oliver tugged him down and slapped his hips up. The skunk groaned, pain and pleasure mixing as the coyote penetrated him faster than Rynn was used to. But the entire entry was greased by the coyote's thick, heavy spunk. Virile canid seed seeking to take root in Rynn's core.

But Oliver wasn't done. Nearly feral, the coyote shoved Rynn onto his back. The skunk's head hung off the edge of the bed before his bottom half was ripped up by Oliver's impressive strength. His bottom half stayed connected to the coyote's unloading cock while the canine stood up, snarling and holding Rynn by the thighs. He fucked downwards into the skunk. Rynn's back arched and a rakish moan met Oliver's growl while seed pushed out around his pink rim and mixed into his black fur. The coyote slammed his meat against the skunk. His heavy balls still churned and slapped his mate's rear. Oliver's dick jumped and shot a little each time it railed inside the skunk. It was only a few seconds, but every thrust left Rynn gasping for breath until that knot caved in his entrance and tied the two of them together. Oliver howled again and another hard blast of seed, great as the first, fired inside the skunk once Oliver sheathed all ten inches of twitching canid cock inside of Rynn. The skunk moaned weakly when Oliver's paw wrapped around the skunk's dick and quickly stroked it.

It did not take more than a few pumps for Rynn to whimper and start spilling his much more modest load across his glossy black belly. His walls clenched down on Oliver's cock as he came and the coyote's knees wobbled when he felt the walls of his mate milk his cock with renewed vigor. Gently, Oliver lowered himself to sitting on the bed, helping his trembling mate to sit up on his lap. The skunk, a little dazed from his orgasm, wrapped his arms around the coyote. Oliver's cock still leaked seed inside the skunk, and Rynn knew it would for many minutes more. That warmth tingled in his core and left the skunk with a slight high. A nice, almost addictive buzz the doctors warned Rynn about when they started the trial.

Rynn sighed and squeezed his mate, both with his arms and rear while Oliver panted against Rynn. That shaft still twitched and throbbed inside Rynn, and both mates felt the other's pulse through their joining. Rynn's slowing to easy, satisfied lope while Oliver's kept jogging.

Eventually, Oliver broke the silence to whisper, "I'm sorry... I couldn't hold it."

Rynn chuckled and leaned back so he could look at his mate. "It's fine, Oli. We can always work on your stamina."

"We will, will we?"

"Hehe, come here you," Rynn led Oliver into another kiss. The two mates let their tongues tease each other's mouths. Oliver's tender lips left Rynn a little breathless as the thought hit him that they had done it. It took months of regular check-ups, injections, and patience but the two were really going to do something no one else had. He felt a surging warmth for his mate and kissed Oliver a little more deeply. The skunk's retreated cock began to firm back up as affection poured throughout Rynn and into his mate. The coyote felt it too. Oliver's balls kept, slowly working while the weight of his mate in his lap felt firm and good. The coyote rubbed his paws down Rynn's striped back, claws gently pricking the skunk's skin.

When they finally broke the kiss, Oliver nuzzled against Rynn's cheek before he whispered in the skunk's ear, "I love you, Rynn."

"I know."

"Hey!"

"Teheh, I love you, too, Oli," the skunk said, beaming at his mate.

Oliver carefully led them both to lying back on the bed. His knot remained tied to the skunk, and so Rynn had no choice but to lay on top of his bigger mate, resting his head in Oliver's neck. "I'm so proud of you, you know," Oliver said.

Rynn grinned though the coyote couldn't see it. He tried to snuggle deeper into his mate and asked, "Yeah?"

"Yeah... we both wanted this, but you were the one who took the chance, that called all the doctors. Rynn you got them to pay to fly us across the country for this medical trial."

"Mmm, shame I couldn't have got them to get us a nicer hotel for these tests."

The two had traveled across country eight times in the last six months. It had been exhausting to fly from west coast to east coast. One day of travel, one day at the hospital, then another day of travel back; all for something they weren't even sure would work. But it had. The doctors showed them. Right now Oliver's seed was taking root in a fertile womb and nine months from now Rynn would have a c-section before they welcomed their young into the world.

"I just..." Oliver felt himself getting choked up at the thought and he hugged Rynn tighter. "I just feel really lucky to get to do this with you."

"Heh, you big sap," Rynn said, looking up and seeing the coyote's eyes beading with tears. He craned his neck and kissed his mate before he said, "I'm lucky that it's you I'm doing this with."

"Hehe, thanks Rynn."

The skunk lied flat again, and both mates gently just ran their paws along the other. Oliver's cock had finally stopped twitching, but the knot would remain a few minutes more. Eventually Rynn broke the silence with, "The doctors said it might take a couple of tries. You think it's took already?"

Rynn felt one of the coyote's claws prick the side of his belly. "I'm sure there's a Tuba in there somewhere..."

Rynn sat up and playfully smacked his mate's chest while snapping, "Oliver Alvarez-Stone!"

The coyote, laughing, pleaded with Rynn, "Isaac! I meant there's an Isaac in there!"