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"It's awfully nice of you two to let me watch this," Trish murmured, sitting at the side of the bed. Her tail, long and delicate, couldn't keep from swishing around as she kept an eye on Gavin and Kyra. "I know you've been having a little...trouble."

Kyra looked up from her back and smiled at Trish, all without pulling the digits from the top of her clitoral hood. "Not for lack of trying," she admitted, "But we are having a problem getting things just right, it seems. Maybe you're just the good luck charm that we were looking for!"

"I don't think that's quite how it works," Trish teased. "I'm glad to help in whatever way I can, though."

Since joining their pack, Gavin had become a more confident man, far removed from the cautious and timid fox that he used to be. Shades of that old personality were showing themselves on his face again as he thought about what a huge deal this was, but when push came to shove, he was as ready as he'd ever be to try and plant his seed in Kyra once more.

The twitch of his cock was catching her eye once more, even as Trish crawled behind the husky and hooked her arms around her tummy from behind. "Perhaps we should give Gavin a bit more of a warmup, then?" Kyra suggested. Both of the girls were admiring his member as it throbbed with _powerful_arousal, but only the husky would be able to reach it, with Trish supporting her from behind. "Make sure that he's giving me his very best, hmm?"

Trish nodded her agreement. "I never tire of watching the way you make him squirm when you do that," she admitted. "Just be careful you don't suck all the juice out of him before you get started, or you'll have to try again later!"

"Even if this does take, we're still gonna try tomorrow," Gavin finally chimed in. "You know how Kyra gets when she's in her heat cycle."

Giggling, Trish turned her paws up to gently cup and fondle Kyra's breasts, as the husky leaned up and met with Gavin's member. "She's already insatiable when she isn't in heat, Gavin. I'm surprised you have the energy to keep up with her demands right now."

Kneeling over her face and spilling precum over the bridge of her muzzle, Gavin whimpered at the first stroke of a skillful tongue over his manhood. The bed beneath him began to tremble with the quivering delight of his body, but that was all just a preview of what Kyra was really capable of, when she was showing her deepest affection to her loving pack.

That evening, she was going to give everything she had to pleasuring Gavin and milking every drop of cum that he could possibly offer; as much as she would have loved to feel it spilling over the flat of her tongue, it was destined to go somewhere even more sacred than that, to fulfill a glorious purpose.

"It hasn't been easy," Gavin claimed. He let out a low, easy breath as Kyra bobbed her head up and engulfed the very tip of his cock, and with a grin, she swirled her tongue right around the tip and dipped it into the thin slit of his urethra, encouraging him to release a different kind of liquid. "She wakes me up with a ride in the morning, she tackles me as soon as I get home from work in the evening, and just before we fall asleep, she's _still_trying to get something out of me."

"Trust me, I know," Trish concurred. "I've been around for most of it, ya dork."

"That she's wearing out both of us is a little concerning," Gavin joked. "Not that I'd ever complain about this kind of treatment...the hardest part is drinking enough fluids."

"And have you been?"

Trish asked the question, but it was Kyra that looked up at him with large, pleading eyes as she held still around the end of his length. She was still bathing it over and under with her tongue, making sure that spittle would reach the very base of his shaft even if her lips never made it that far.

"As much as I can," Gavin replied. "But she...f-fuck...she just keeps taking it all out of me!"

"I don't think she wants your cum just yet," Trish explained. "In fact, I think you know what she's after...and it's rude to keep a lady waiting."

When he first met the other members of the pack, it was difficult for Gavin to release himself in front of any of them, much less multiple partners at one time. Even then, he had to learn the intricacies of being able to pee when his cock was so fully erect.

By that point in time, some odd years later, he was so talented at it that he didn't even think to give Kyra a warning: the first gush of his urine sprayed right over her tongue. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she grinned around the end of his length as she swallowed the first bit of his treat, before opening her mouth wide and letting his excess spill down her neck. As his cock hung free of her clutches, he sprayed the whole of her breasts and coated her cleavage in what remained, until the soft, plentiful white of her fur was practically soaked a subtle shade of gold.

Kyra was already soaking the sheets with a warm and easy trickle of arousal from her petals, but she could feel Trish mimicking that act against her lower back as they stayed in a warm embrace. "Hopefully you weren't talking about yourself," Gavin teased, seeing the way that Trish admired the flow from his cock with such obvious greed. "Because I'm afraid she's already drained me dry..."

"Figures that you'd go and fire your whole load without thinking about it," Trish jabbed right back at him, but she was still grinning about the display she'd seen; clearly, she wasn't upset in the least. "But you're here to fill up Kyra, aren't you? I can wait for my turn to come around."

"You know it's gonna be a little while, don't you?"

"Actually," Kyra butted in, after her final gulp of his mess, "You've practically fucked me raw, at this point...so tomorrow morning, you'll start with Trish and give my poor body a break, foxy."

Gavin wasn't expecting to get that kind of order from either of his lovers right then, but to hear it from Kyra was an absolute shock, given how aggressively she'd been hounding after him.

He didn't mind that suggestion in the least, but the more important part of Kyra's message was what came next, now that she'd been bathed in his scent.

"If that's what you really want-

"It is," she cut him off. The grin started to fade from her expression as the ache of her heat took control of her actions once more, and with her claws forward, she grabbed his shoulder and tugged him in closer, wanting to be sure that he felt the severity of her need. "Now quit teasing me, foxy...and fill me with those fucking pups..."

Gavin was already in position between her thighs, he wasn't moving fast enough for Kyra, who wrapped her other arm around his neck and pulled him in a little closer. Her stare was brilliant and intense, simply impossible to look away from...and that kept him from seeing the movements of the silver vixen as she moved around his back and hugged him from behind.

"Whatcha waiting for?" she asked, grabbing the base of his length from behind and pushing into his hips. "I know you heard her, Gavin."

"And I thought she was the insatiable one," Gavin murmured, but as he did, he winked back at Trish, genuinely grateful for how involved she was in the process. He felt an inward comfort in her embrace from behind, and with an impressively gentle touch, she guided his vulpine length into the part of Kyra's petals. "But you're j-just as bad as s-she is, Trish..."

The fires of Kyra's estrus left her entrance _soaking_wet with even the slightest tease, and every nerve ending was ablaze, riddled with a greater sensitivity. She knew those powerful sensations could only be quelled by the act of a proper breeding; despite their previous attempts, they simply hadn't been able to come away with a positive result.

Trish didn't think her presence would make any real difference, but she was going to make her presence known and felt throughout the act, as she felt Gavin pumping his hips. "She needs to be bred, Gavin...not romanced. Give the needy little canine what she needs!"

As if she was teaching him with her own pace, Trish began to dry hump against his backside, but her hips moved much faster than his own, daring him to try and keep up. She didn't have the struggle of trying to keep a full, throbbing cock inside of such a wet, slick passage, but she was struggling with every bit as much lust as Gavin was...without even half as many orgasms to try and stave it off.

Just from rubbing her uncovered mound against the base of his tail, she might find a way to get herself off...but more importantly, she could feel Gavin getting the point.

"That's the way, foxy!" Kyra egged him on as she felt the very tip of his length nearing the absolute bottom of her inner muscles. "Fuck, I...I swear you feel even bigger this time!"

Sucking in a pleasured gasp and throwing her head back into the pillows, Kyra did all she could to arch her back and push her hips up into Gavin's body. She didn't want his length to leave her womanhood for even an instant, and as rapidly as his hips were pounding into her, he could have slipped free of her at any moment.

The driving lust of her heat simply wouldn't allow that to happen, and even if it had, Trish was right there to keep things in line, as she kept a soft grip at the base of his shaft.

"Don't hold back on her, baby. Keep giving her everything you've got," Trish ordered him, keeping a solid embrace on his body from behind. "Let her feel how badly you need her, Gavin...let her feel what a fucking_beast_ you are!"

Though she wasn't in heat herself, Trish was acting as though she'd come under the influence of the same natural spell. She was already nipping at the scruff of Gavin's neck as she pumped into him, and against the softer fluff of his tail, a small streak of her excitement was already spilling, leaving a lewd stain on the flesh underneath.

All in a continuous cycle, the members of the pack were taking turns marking each other and pleasing each other, each one ensuring that the needs of the others were met...but it all came under the umbrella of finally impregnating the desperate husky.

"Damn, she...s-she's so much wetter today," Gavin admitted in a hurried grunt. He needed to keep his fangs in a tight grit to keep from spilling his seed, even when he knew that was the end goal; he was doing all he could to outlast the heated canine. "And she just won't stop squeezing me...it's...it's s-so fucking good, Kyra!"

Both of the girls were confident in their abilities as lovers, but in the middle of her cycle, Kyra was reaching a level of performance that was difficult to replicate. Unlike some women she knew, she was in full control of the deep, powerful clenches of her inner walls, and exactly when they would happen to Gavin; she made sure the entirety of his shaft was inside before she wasted an ounce of effort clenching at the air.

The fact that he hadn't reached his climax yet was a testament to just how impressive his endurance was, but it left the already frustrated Kyra on the verge of biting him with aggressive sincerity.

"Then quit...h-holding out...on me..." Kyra gasped her way through every word as Gavin's hips found another gear, pounding into her with a speed that she'd never felt from him before. His slender form was capable of a great deal more than she expected, and true to her word, she'd nearly been fucked raw by the constant attempts...but she was elated to feel the base of his manhood finally starting to swell, right against the pout of her folds. "You've already made me cum, baby, j-just...just fucking fill me already!"

When exactly it happened, Gavin couldn't be sure: Kyra's inner grip was of such a level that he couldn't tell when she was just teasing him for the sake of hearing a gasp, and when she was losing control of her vaginal muscles to the whims of a climax. It had all blended together into one long, blissful experience for the lucky fox, and as sweat began to bead on his forehead as a visible show of his effort, he felt Trish pumping into him that much faster, refusing to let him slow until he finally gave Kyra what she needed.

With a delicate squeeze at the base of his sack, and another at the edge of his knot as it began to emerge, holding out was no longer an option, and Trish was dying to see their union completed with a messy, fulfilling tie.

"You make a mess of her," Trish whispered at him, "And I'll make a mess of you , baby...sound fair?"

The warmth against his backside was already evidence of how aroused Trish was, but there was something more in store for Gavin, as the first jets of his precum sprayed across Kyra's fluttering tunnel. Feeling such a tease left Kyra to suck in a high, whimpering gasp, but she needed something more than that to be able to breathe easy once more.

Lucky for her, Gavin was only a breath away from his own orgasm, and as he sucked in his next rapid, panting breath, he paused: he'd never known such a powerful, meaningful release, in all of his encounters with the member of the pack.

To feel the extra pressure against his back, the squeeze around his orbs, the clench of an eager passage around his shaft, and the soaking juices seeping all the way to the base of his rod was a heavenly combination, and at that, one that would be nigh impossible to replicate. "Kyra...I..." he trailed off, trying to wince his eyes and hold out even an instant longer.

It was a valiant, but ultimately failed attempt: even before he could declare it, Gavin pumped the first load of his virile seed into Kyra's womb.

"Not so fast, big boy...you need to make sure it stays in there!" Trish reminded him. She wore an eager grin about herself as she put her grip below the base of his knot and pushed forward, knowing that Gavin could tie with Kyra on his own...but there was something entirely _sensual_about the idea of aiding in the process that would ultimately grant Kyra her first child.

That she was able to be right there, literally a part of it all, left Trish to soak Gavin's back as she eased his knot past the sopping folds of her lover. Her ears perked to the slick, tasty spop of his knot sealing into place, and as Kyra bucked up against their favorite fox, she found her efforts were only moving his length around inside of her stuffed passage.

With such a proper tie, and such a heavy volume of seed pouring into her womb, she could already imagine a litter of pups being left inside of her; the idea left her whimpering, utterly breathless as she and Gavin exchanged a longing gaze. It was as if they knew that this was finally the time that their efforts paid off, and as they held each other tight, Trish left them with the best blessing that she knew how to give.

"Gavin, t-there's...there's so much more ," Kyra told him of his own yield, as if she couldn't believe what a difference his knot made. "Where were you hiding all of it? Fuck, it's...it's gonna leak out!"

"No it isn't," Trish assured her. "He's in there nice and deep, baby...you're not gonna spill a single drop of that precious cum; not until it's done swimming around inside of you."

Her grip around Gavin's back was more than enough to keep him aroused, and the constant throb of his length inside of the husky would extend both of their climaxes, but it was the warm, fluid offering from Trish that finally soothed both of them into relaxing.

It would have been tough for them to fall asleep like that, until Trish released all the pressure that built up inside of her. She'd already soaked Gavin with her liquid desire, but this time, a golden spray eased down the small of his back and trickled over his spine, without a single word of warning.

It was a strange place to feel that sensation, but as it sunk in, Gavin let out a quiet sigh, and looked back at Trish with a knowing smirk. "Is that your way of telling us that we should give it a rest?" he asked, even as she continued humping at his flank.

"It's my way of saying that I'm done," Trish joked. "But I'd be shocked if the two of you could outlast me."

Gavin and Kyra knew they would be tied together for a while, and doing anything else for that time would be almost impossible; taking a nice, long rest to cap the evening just seemed like the logical thing to do, as the fox rolled over slowly, resting on his side. Trish held onto him the entire way and stayed in close, until she sandwiched his warm, messy body right up to the husky.

The quivering of a satisfying release and the tremble of exhausted bodies faded as they rested against full, fluffy sheets. The only twitch was of Gavin's length as it spent the last of his seed inside Kyra, and the only sound was the delicate sigh of content that the pack shared in their moment of sacred bliss.

Thanks to a pair of her lovers, Kyra's heat was finally quelled...but that wouldn't stop them from going again in the morning, just to be safe.