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The fancy and colorful robes felt uncomfortable and out of place on the big white wolf as he walked along the quiet halls of the castle, two aides, also clad in ceremonial robes trying their best to keep up in their master's footsteps. Kyron made no effort to try and walk gracefully as his aides had hoped and instead rushed towards the banquet hall, wearing a cold expression on his snow-white muzzle. This whole day was just a big bother, and he wanted it to be over as quickly as possible. After all, it was all just a formality. Politics as far as anyone was concerned. It was the day of Kyron's wedding.

The entrance to the banquet hall already in sight, the big, iron-studded oak doors standing proud at the end of the wooden corridor made Kyron speed up his steps even further, his white wolf paws stomping the floor as fast as the restricting robe allowed them to. His aides, a raccoon named Eren and a stoat called Nim, were now lagging several feet behind him, their legs unable to keep up with the likes Kyron had. Only a few more steps and Kyron would be at the door.

"My liege! Please slow down and allow us to open the door for y-"

But Kyron didn't as much as bat his ear towards Nim's plea and pushed the great doors to the banquet hall open, a flood of different smells and sounds reaching the big wolf's muzzle, the entirety of the decorated and festive space now in Kyron's view. The two jackal guards on both sides of the door quickly raised their spears in a greeting, while one of them loudly announced: "His royal highness, Prince Kyron!"

Almost every single pair of eyes in the room now directed at his large body, Kyron straightened out his figure, the ceremonial robe on his back doing very little to hide the white canine's massive stature. Kyron directed his gaze to the middle of the left long table, locking eyes with two other white wolves, both nearly the same size as the prince; his parents, the king, and the queen. Kryon stuck out his right arm, holding it perpendicular to his upper body, before bringing the paw onto the left side of his chest, over his heart. A very old military salute of the Ca'veren family.

After his father had given Kyron a nod as a sign of approval, the wolf prince now turned towards the table on his right, mostly consisting of foxes and other miscellaneous species, high-ranking servants of the other party. Kyron quickly spotted the pair of silk-robed vulpines in the middle of the table, the other wearing a sparkling tiara and the other a wreath made of gold and silver. Both of the foxes stared back at Kyron, a hint of curiosity on their dignified faces as they assessed their son-in-law-to-be with their eyes. Kyron greeted the table with a formal bow, bringing his left hind paw back just a bit and bending his upper torso towards the floor an inch or two.

Lastly, Kyron raised his head and bowed towards the table opposite of him, the shortest of the three tables, at which the royals from neighboring kingdoms were seated. King Emery, a big and scar-faced grizzly bear sat on the far right end of the table, his head bare and without a crown, just as he preferred outside his own palace. Next to him, sat Claris "One-ear" the warrior queen of the far east, a female rabbit whose left ear had been allegedly bitten off by a serpent during one of her campaigns to the hostile Nuvirian marshland. In the middle, sat the proud and esteemed King Nyvin from the southeast, a dignified and frail gazelle, whose horns were decorated with gold, and on whose neck and ears dangled the finest of southern jewelry. The second from the left was the king of rats, Erekin, who looked unusually clean for his species. His defining characteristics: one of his big chisel teeth missing and a belly so big he could only barely fit through most regular-sized doors. And finally, to the far left was Ne'el, the grim-faced wolverine prince sitting in for his father, king Le'oev, who had been stricken with fever before his departure to the wedding.

All formidable leaders of their people, better allied than aggressed against.

With the formalities out of the way, Kyron started making his way towards the small table in the middle of the room, on the right side of which sat a silk-clad and motionless character. Kyron's bride, the princess of the Venron royal family of vulpines. The closer Kyron got, the more clearly he could see the silk-robed fox. Her clothes crafted from the finest silver silk, an eerily matching tone with Kyron's own fur, and the golden veil shrouding her face in mystery looked very good on the frail vulpine, and she was, by all accounts a very beautiful female specimen of the Venron lineage. The maiden of Alindea, renowned for her divine beauty: Salia.

Well, that was, if the character hiding behind the veil had actually been Salia or even female at that.

Only a few days before the wedding, the Venron servants had found the princess to be missing. After the guards had searched the palace from the cellar to the highest of towers, they had also noticed a young stable boy, a horse by the name of Mythas missing as well. Apparently, Kyron's bride-to-be had had a fancy for equines since long ago, and she had developed an affair with one of her servants. Naturally, they must've both been upset with the sudden announcement of her engagement and wedding, and the odd couple had decided to elope in pursuit of their own happiness.

Or at least, that was what Kyron had heard from his parents. The Venron's had panicked and contacted Kyron's father immediately. Be it more of a shame on the vulpines, both parties were set to lose if this wedding didn't go through. The Venron's were a relatively small kingdom and would easily falter if any of their neighbors were to take military action against them. At the same time, Kyron's kingdom was a relatively new one. Kyron's father hadn't inherited his title, having only stepped in as the governmental leader, when the entirety of the old royal family died of pneumonia five years ago. With Kyron's father being the most high-ranking general in the military, it had been the most painless transition that could be made, in order to preserve the kingdom. Thus, this young regime was in desperate need of any allies, especially with anyone of actual royal blood. Everyone knew that.

There was a lot at stake at this wedding, and it needed to go down, whether there was a princess to be wed or not. Luckily, the crafty vulpine blue-bloods had a plan. Salia, you see, had a brother. A prince of the Venron family, equally proportioned and fair as his sister. The two knowingly resembled each other quite a bit, despite not being twins, the prince being a year younger than his sibling. Had you dressed the prince in a dress and put a tiara on his head, would no one in both kingdoms be able to make out the difference. And that's exactly what they had done.

The motionless fox currently sitting at the table before Kyron was none other than Yni, the first prince of Alindea. The Venron's had done an indisputably good job of disguising the prince as his sister, the traditional Alindean wedding robes suiting the slender male quite well, the golden veil doing its part of hiding any of the few masculine traits present on the still vulpine's muzzle.

Showing no emotion, Kyron seated himself on the opposite side of the table, doing a customary sitting bow towards his fiancee just as his parents had instructed him to. Salia, or Yni, returned the bow, sitting up straight with a dignified posture while holding eye contact with the big white canine opposite to him.

All of a sudden the big and spacious banquet hall went quiet as Kyron's father stood up from his chair pompously, gesturing to a crow at the end of the left long table to stand up. The dark-feathered avian promptly got up from his seat, bowing towards his king and all the present nobles. The tall, cylindrical ceremonial headdress on his head wobbled and bounced as the black bird made his way to the center of the banquet hall, his shiny claws audibly tapping against the cold stone floor in the surrounding silence.

As soon as the feathery aide had reached the table Kyron and Yni were seated, the male fox with a wreath between his ears, in the middle of the right long table also made a "Get up" gesture with his paw, a slim badger donned with an equally ridiculous headdress as her avian counterpart standing up at the other end of the table. Everyone remained quiet as the striped, black and white mustelid solemnly walked herself to the table of the bride and groom.

Both ministers glanced at their respective tables, getting the go-ahead signal from both families before starting.

"We are gathered here today, to join the canine blood of the Ca'veren family, with the vulpine flesh of the Venron family!" The crow spoke out in a loud but controlled tone, carefully pacing his speech in a ceremonial manner.

"Today, we celebrate the matrimony of prince Kyron and princess Salia, who shall join paws and thus entwine the tails and fates of their families together before present witnesses, before the goddess, before the sun." The female badger continued, her speech equally well performed as the Crow's.

Next, everyone turned their heads toward the door where Eren and Nim stood, the taller raccoon holding a decorated jug of wine in his paws, the stoat a purple pillow on which rested a jewel embedded golden chalice. Both took two steps forward, presenting the two items to the hall to witness.

"Bring forth the Chalice of Unity!" The crow minister announced.

Nim carefully walked across the room with Eren following in the brown stoat's footsteps, all eyes in the hall directed at the two servants. Reaching the table, Nim bowed towards the ministers, kneeling down and presenting them with the chalice. The badger carefully lifted the golden vessel in her paws, placing it in the middle of the table and muttering the words: "Vessel of the goddess."

Now it was Eren's turn to step forwards, the striped procyon elegantly passing the jug of wine to the crow who held it high and announced: "Essence of the sun!" The bird then handed the jug back to Eren, who made a formal bow while Nim backed away from the table.

"Let us begin!" Both the badger and crow announced in unison.

Eren leaned over the table, carefully pouring the red liquid into the golden chalice as Kyron and Yni watched from their respective sides. Once about half full, Eren stopped pouring the wine, again performing a formal bow before straightening his figure.

"The groom! Take the Chalice of Unity and repeat after me!" The badger said in an authoritative tone.

Without batting an eye, Kyron grabbed the chalice with his right paw, lifting it slightly above the wooden table. "With this drink, my body is yours!" The badger announced loudly.

"With this drink, my body is yours!" Kyron repeated, unable to fully hide the disgruntlement in his voice.

"The bride! Receive the Chalice of Unity and repeat after me!" The crow continued. "Then this body of yours, I shall have!"

"Then this body of yours, I shall have," Yni repeated, his voice almost surprisingly feminine as he spoke, even from up close.

"Drink!"

Taking the chalice from Kyron's paw, Yni lifted his veil just a bit, placing his delicate vulpine lips on the edge and taking a careful sip from the decorated chalice. Swallowing the small amount of wine, Yni planted the cup back onto the table, and Eren promptly filled it with some more wine.

"Princess! Take the Chalice of Unity and repeat after me!" Said the badger. "And with this drink, my soul as well." The mustelid announced, and Yni picked up the chalice.

"And with this drink, my soul as well." Yni said from behind his veil.

"Prince! Receive the Chalice of Unity and repeat after me!" She continued. "Then your soul is mine, for eternity."

"Then your soul is mine, for eternity," Kyron growled.

"Drink!"

Kyron hastily downed the contents of the grail inside his great white muzzle, slight etiquette misconduct, but the grumpy wolf couldn't be bothered. The crow stared daggers at his prince but other than that, no one else seemed to mind.

"With all of you as witnesses..." The badger said.

"The Ca'veren and Venron families are hereby united as one." Her feathered minister partner continued.

"Praise the goddess! Praise the sun!"

"Praise the goddess! Praise the sun!" The guests chanted back before the whole banquet hall erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

With the ceremony out of the way, all guests as well the bride and groom were free to start eating, drinking, and conversing, the Ca'veren family servants carrying in more wine and more food from each door of the great hall. The tall space was soon filled with joyous chatter which was accompanied by gentle tunes from a group of minstrels, armed with a lute, flute, and two drums. Every now and then someone got drunk enough to loudly toast the newly wedded, their intoxicated outburst usually met with cheers, laughter, and the sounds of tankards smashing together. By all standards, it was your average wedding.

Kyron wore a grim expression throughout the feast, barely even touching the food and drink the servants so arduously carried to his table. This whole charade was a drag and the big wolf wanted nothing more than for it to be over. His new "wife" sat quietly at his side of the table, calm and collected unlike most of the other people in attendance. At least it looked like the food and drink were more to his liking than Kyron's, as the robe-clad fox eagerly used the silverware with his delicate paws, tasting almost each and every one of the meals the servants brought. The two didn't exchange any words during the entirety of the feast.

...

The wedding feast continued until late at night, the majority of the guests getting increasingly drunk and thus louder. It must have been well after sunset, before Kyron's father stood up, releasing a deafening howl from his canine mouth, the scary sound making rounds in the hall's high ceiling. Having gotten everyone's attention, the big white canine spoke out, evidently drunk by the slight slur in his speech.

"Alright... *hic* Thank you all for being herrre. *hic* I hope food and wine have been plenty and that you have *hic* enjoyed yourrsselfff. Feel completely free to stay and drrrink some more if you'd like *hic'. But I think it'sshh about time we let the newlyweds go about their wedding night."

Most of the males in attendance burst out in laughter and cheers, knowing full well what was about to go down in the bridal chamber.

"Now please excuse the bride and groom."

Kyron grunted and prized himself out from his seat, more than eager to leave the noisy and disorderly banquet hall and go sulk in peace. Managing to somehow hide the discontent showing on his face, Kyron bowed towards all three tables, turning to his left as Yni got out of his seat. The disguised fox also made courteous curtsy to all three tables before finally stepping out next to his new husband. A heavy sigh escaping his muzzle, Kyron offered his left arm for Yni, who bashfully hooked his frail vulpine arm around the much sturdier and muscular wolf counterpart. And with that, the wolf-fox couple gracefully walked out of the banquet hall.

...

The dark castle halls were illuminated by eerie torchlight as the newlywed couple stomped the cold floor with their paws. Four jackal guards escorted Kyron and Yni along the narrow corridors, all the way to the couple's final destination: the bridal bedchamber at the very top of the castle's eastern tower. The bridal chamber was something the last regime had built centuries ago, as the old royal family insisted the heir was to be conceived within their own castle. It had seen very little use ever since the royal family died of course and had been mostly used as a storing space for ceremonial robes and expensive cloth by Kyron's father. But apparently, Kyron's mother, the queen, had had the room tidied up in preparation for the wedding. But even so, Kyron wasn't at all excited to witness it.

It took the newlywed entourage quite a while to eventually reach the secluded chamber in the highest tower of the castle. A dozen different hallways and nearly a hundred staircase steps behind them, the jackal guards along with the prince and "princess" arrived at the large, iron-studded spruce door, which marked the entrance to the bridal chamber. Promptly stopping in their tracks the two guards in front of Kyron stomped their feet, performing a quick salute before pushing the door to the bridal chamber open before the royal couple.

The large room had a bunch of lit candles inside, some moonlight seeping in from the western window, overall giving the space a slightly mysterious aura. The entire room was filled with different kinds of cushions, a near-continuous stream of pillows stretching around the whole space, culminating at the southernmost wall, where the fancy, feather-filled silk casings covered the king-sized bed, which was on a separate platform, slightly lower than the rest of the room. There were two lit incense burners by the door, one more by the bed, a strange, exciting aroma drifting across the entire large bedchamber.

Kyron and Yni stepped inside, the wolf prince finally releasing his arm from the clutches of his veiled bride. Turning around, Kyron nodded towards the guards, all four of them saluting the white wolf, starting to make their leave from the door.

"Have a pleasant night, your highness." Said the jackal closing the door, Kyron being able to swear the corners of the guard's mouth turned slightly upwards as he bowed out of sight behind the sturdy wooden gate. The less-than-happy prince immediately made a mental note to have this particular guard punished tomorrow.

It was quiet. The high tower was far from any sort of annoyance, the only sounds to be heard being the occasional chirping of a sparrow, or the lonely hoot of an owl on the castle's night-time roof.

Kyron turned his attention towards the middle of the chamber, laying his canine eyes onto his new wife, who stood a few feet away from him, facing the bed, showing the back of his veiled figure to his husband. Kyron was not able to help himself from taking a good look at the feminine fox from head to toe, his silk-clad figure still rather alluring in the darkness of the chamber.

The big wolf's ears twitched when the smaller vulpine slowly turned around, meeting Kyron's stare head-on, standing proud in the flickering candlelight. The two silently stared at each other, Yni's eyes behind the thin veil reflecting a strong resolve and something mysterious Kyron was not quite able to put his finger onto. The fox prince also wore a faint smile, in contrast to Kyron's more serious expression.

Eventually, the smiling vulpine made a careful curtsy, politely lifting the hem of his dress from the sides like a true noblewoman.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, prince Kyron."

Yni spoke in his natural speaking voice which was still a few notes higher than what Kyron had anticipated. With the canine prince not making any effort to answer, the fox noble continued.

"I would like to apologize on behalf of my sister and offer my deepest gratitude. The Venron family will be forever grateful to the Ca'veren for accepting this arrangement, we are truly in your debt."

This time Yni bowed, lowering his veiled head all the way down to the level of his waist, far lower than any noble would under normal circumstances. Kyron clicked his tongue, placing no merit onto the vulpine's apology or expression of gratitude. After all, it was not like he had any choice in the matter either, since both of the princes were just pawns in the huge political landscape of the surrounding nations and their foreign politics. And no doubt was this deceit far from over until princess Salia would be found. But at least for now, Kyron was able to relax in the privacy of the bridal chamber, no longer having to wear a forced smile or a restricting ceremonial robe for that matter.

Sighing with all his lung capacity, Kyron turned around and started removing his clothes, more than eager to get the uncomfortable attire off his white body. The top part of the robe proved surprisingly hard to undo and the wolf prince struggled with it for some time before being able to pull the sweltering cloth off his shoulders. Kyron took a careful look over his shoulder, noticing that Yni was still bowing in the middle of the room, not having raised his head for a good minute or so. Growling irritatedly under his breath, the now-topless white wolf turned around, watching his new wife in front of him.

"...Raise your head!" Kyron said authoritatively, crossing his arms on his chest whilst staring at the bowing fox.

Yni carefully straightened his figure, clenching his paws together over his waist as servants often did when apologizing. The young vulpine gasped quietly upon seeing his husband without the top part of his robe. His eyes flashed mysteriously and the white canine could see the candlelight reflecting off of the white of Yni's teeth as the vulpine smiled behind his veil. There was an immediate change in the mood of the bridal chamber.

Kyron could feel the feminine fox's eyes on his fur as he turned around again, this time starting to loosen the sash which held up his robe bottom. Again, the decorated cloth was fastened in such a complicated manner that the big white wolf had major trouble in trying to get it undone. The wolf prince cursed under his breath, momentarily considering tearing the entire thing to shreds with his claws if it didn't start to loosen soon.

Suddenly Kyron felt something touching the fur on his back. It was a paw, soon joined by another, equally small and soft with the first. The paws ran down Kyron's strong back, curling past the large canine's sides and reaching for the sash just below the prince's muscular abdomen. The irritated wolf felt a warm breath on his fur, and the smoothness of silk pressing against his lower back.

"Please... Allow me to help..." Yni whispered, hugging Kyron from behind, his dark paws gently holding onto the cloth that was binding the lower part of the wolf prince's robe.

Kyron didn't even have time to decline the vulpine's offer, before the skillful small paws of the male fox had already undone the sash, the robe bottom subsequently loosening on Kyron's hips. Just as he had approached, Yni quietly took a step back, holding the narrow piece of decorated cloth in his paws behind Kyron's back.

Without bothering to thank his new wife, Kyron proceeded to remove the colorful cloth from over his waist and thighs, voicing an alleviated sigh as his large frame was finally free from the uncomfortable cloth prison. The only thing he had on now was a pair of crude leather underwear, the rest of his warrior's body left on full display, the scar-riddled white fur appearing almost orange in the dim candlelight. From the corner of his eye, Kyron saw the smaller male fidget a few feet away.

"...Do you need something?" Kyron finally asked, once again turning around to meet his new wife.

Yni made an official curtsy. The frail vulpine then set his hand on his ears, fiddling with the beautifully carved bone band from which his veil was hanging. Soon enough, the fox voiced a pleased gasp, removing the band and the veil from his bridal headdress.

It was the first time Kyron got a proper look at Yni's unobstructed face. Dominantly amber, snow-white underneath the chin, his muzzle was long and delicate, especially in contrast to the more rugged muzzle Kyron himself had. Yni's facial features were sharp and well defined, and one could immediately tell he was a noble purely on the account of his pretty face. Both his whiskers and eyelashes were surprisingly long for a male fox. Perhaps his parents had ordered him to grow them out for the wedding.

Momentarily mesmerized by the vulpine's admittedly beautiful face, Kyron twitched when Yni finally cleared his throat, having allowed the wolf to stare at him for quite a while.

"Prince Kyron... My dear husband..." Yni said, speaking in an almost overly formal manner.

"I know this unusual wedding must have been a letdown for your highness, who was meant to be wed to my sister. Thus, I, under the instruction of my parents, am more than willing to hold our end of this agreement, both in principle and in flesh..."

Kyron's big ears twitched again as he now observed the smaller fox start undoing the sash, which held his own bridal robe in place.

"Dear prince... I know I'm a male but... As a further expression of gratitude... I would like to offer you my body, and I hope that I am able to give you the full wedding night experience. I am fully prepared to fulfill any of your desires, my husband."

Kyron, who had faced countless surprises and unforeseen events on the battlefield, seen tons of carnage and bloodshed during his life, was completely stunned by the sudden offer, and the crotchety wolf royal was suddenly unable to utter a single word when faced with such a proposal. It didn't help that simultaneously, Yni slowly began disrobing himself, being almost teasingly unhurried in the way he removed the silk clothes from his body.

The wolf prince could just barely hold his jaw from dropping along with Yni's robes, his canine eyes growing wide as he witnessed what lay underneath.

The young male wore silvery, near see-through underwear, a pair of small, soft-looking silk panties, accompanied by a matching brassiere on the vulpine's slender figure. Handcrafted and meticulously decorated Alindean silk lingerie, most likely woven for this very occasion. Yni's fur around the underwear was well kept and groomed, shiny up to the point where you could almost catch the candlelight reflecting off some individual hairs. He also still had a part of his bridal headdress over his ears, the silk of the veil a matching shade with the bridal underwear. He was the very picture of a bride on 'her' wedding night.

It was hard to not get mesmerized by such a beautifully lewd display and Kyron found his eyes trailing along the male fox's figure before he even knew it. For a male, Yni's form was rather shapely; the most eye-catching thing about the otherwise quite slender vulpine being a rather wide set of hips and a backside even a female could be proud of. A more lascivious person might've even called the fox's hips 'fertile' or 'child-bearing', both of which did appear in Kyron's head almost immediately upon witnessing them. The silk panties did quite little to cover the vulpine buttocks, more likely designed instead to complement the curves of the wearer, which they most certainly did, the silvery fabric highlighting the beautiful amber fur surrounding it.

Moving upwards past the flat stomach and thin waist, Kyron next set his eyes on the decorated silk bra, which housed his wife's 'breasts'. Compared to his hips, Yni's chest was - in the lack of a better word- lacking, the male fox understandably having nothing special to show off on his upper body. But yet, his breasts seemed to have pleasant plumpness to them, the beautiful silk underwear on his chest not completely redundant. It was nothing close to a female's chest, but still noticeable to the keen eye and whoever would appreciate it. Kyron could almost swear he was able to see Yni's nipples through the thin layer of fabric, something which he probably would have done, had the chamber been better lit.

Lastly, returning back to the vulpine's hips, there was a small lump on the front of the silk panties, one that Kyron couldn't help himself from stealing glances at. Covered under the fine silk were Yni's male parts, forming a slight, but noticeable bulge on the female lingerie. It looked intriguing. Something that was out of place. Something that wasn't supposed to be there. And yet it was, its entire presence a massive tease to anyone who had caught a glimpse of it.

Yni had his paws behind his back, eyes appearing to be searching for something from the floor as if the vulpine was suddenly embarrassed by the display he had put on. Kyron however, was way too perceptive to fall for the frail vulpine's tricks, distinguishing his wife's bashful behavior as only an attempt to garner more attention, made evident by the quick glances the young fox shot at his new husband every few seconds.

Having such an intriguing and lewd proposal suddenly dropped onto him, the royal wolf was puzzled. Kyron hadn't exactly expected on spending his wedding night with a male, even less that his "wife" would actually be the one to suggest such acts. That wasn't to say the canine prince wasn't at least slightly interested. Especially for a male, Yni was not all that bad-looking, possessing a body which's shape would make the dick of even the straightest of males confused with desire. Kyron could already feel his male urges starting to awaken as he continued to eye the lingerie-clad fox standing before him.

It didn't help that Kyron hadn't had access to his usual share of tail, because he had been banned from visiting the brothel or from having strumpets over ever since the engagement had been announced. This hadn't been very easy for Kyron as he was a male in prime breeding age and regular sexual relief was pretty much a necessity for the large canine. Even now the white wolf was pent-up, having had his last orgasm more than a week ago when he had succumbed to his desires and had had Nim give him a blowjob, having the reserved male stoat suck nearly a month's worth of cum out his cock on one afternoon.

Having relations with servants was highly advised against, but at that time Kyron had been so horny that any available outlet for his desires would do; that outlet just happened to be one of Kyron's aides. Nim had barely resisted, and it was not like he had a choice anyway. Besides at the time, it had seemed that the male stoat had also enjoyed "servicing" his prince in a more intimate way, Kyron distinctly remembering the mustelid being erect underneath his robe when they had finished.

Nevertheless, the white wolf had too much pride to allow himself to get seduced by Yni and through sheer willpower, he managed to keep his bone buried within its snowy sheath. Besides, he would be able to go to the brothel the first thing next week, if not tomorrow even, as soon as the foreign delegations made their leave.

But as soon as Kyron was about to separate his jaws to reject the young vulpine's offer, his pointy canine ears picked up sounds of approaching steps, even though they were decently muffled. Yni also seemed to take notice of the sounds, giving his husband a curious stare as the steps continued to approach the chamber.

The royal wolf was fast with his thoughts, even faster with his movements as he lunged in to embrace his half-naked bride, catching Yni off-guard as the fox prince looked almost frightened when Kyron's muscular arms wrapped around his amber body. Both males had their bodies tensed and ears twitching as they listened to the steps, which seemed to soon stop somewhere behind the chamber's southern wall.

Kyron grumbled under his breath, having gotten himself forced into a corner, something the big wolf didn't like one bit. It seemed he was to lay his paws on Yni after all. He'd be damned if this alliance didn't go through because he wouldn't lay another male.

"P-Prince?" Yni asked with a careful whisper, his warm breath tickling the base of Kyron's left ear.

Kyron growled.

"Now listen here... Fox. We're being watched." Kyron whispered with his low voice whilst embracing the half-naked male vulpine in the middle of the room. He could feel Yni twitch in his arms, but there was no greater reaction from the smaller fox.

"Allow me to divulge to you some family history. Do you see that tapestry on the wall behind me? The one with the two moons." Kyron continued.

Yni made a small nod with his head.

"Behind it, there is a secret room and a passageway to the castle's pantry. A "lover's chamber" I'm sure you've heard of them."

Again, the fox nodded into Kyron's shoulder.

"There's a reason, you see, why this chamber exactly, is the marital suite. The old ruler of this castle, King Feerin was very conservative when it came to preserving his lineage. He built special peeping holes into the wall with the lover's chamber, so he and other royals would be able to observe that the heir was truly conceived on the wedding night and there would be no question about the authenticity of the family's bloodline."

Kyron held a pause, allowing Yni to absorb the information for a moment before continuing.

"And now, given the circumstances of our kingdoms, it seems that we too are being subjected to such measures. I wouldn't be surprised if our dear neighbors were behind that wall right now, watching us. Making sure we... consummate... the marriage properly." Kyron finished his speech, waiting on the reaction of his bride.

The bridal chamber was dead silent for a while, the only sound breaking the eerie atmosphere being the distant hoots of an owl somewhere far away. Kyron soon felt Yni's small paws running up his back, as the vulpine returned the wolf's embrace, hugging the taller male much to his surprise.

Bringing his muzzle slightly closer to Kyron's ear, Yni whispered: "Then I guess we should give them a proper show...Don't you think?", his voice strangely resonant with the chamber's stone walls.

The frail fox then wrestled himself free from Kyron's embrace, meeting the white canine's gaze head-on, his blue eyes flashing mysteriously in the dim lighting of the bedchamber. Yni smiled, grabbing the wolf prince's big paw with his own, before taking a few steps backwards leading the considerably bigger male canine towards the bed. Kyron didn't fight the intentions of his wife and allowed himself to get dragged across the room, still more or less a bit stunned by the rather mellow reaction of the fox, who had just been told he'd have to spend his wedding night, as a female, and in front of an audience. Then again, it seemed that the vulpine had come up to the chamber expecting to lay with Kyron in the first place, so it at least made some sense he had the resolve for this.

Yni's back now towards Kyron, the prince couldn't help but admire his partner's ample buttocks, which looked just as sexy as they appeared from the front, happily bouncing just a bit within the constraints of the silk underwear as the two males walked next to the bed. Both the fox and the wolf carefully descended onto the separate platform the bed was on, a warm wool carpet now under their feet. The scent of incense was much thicker around the bed and being the taller of the two, Kyron could really feel its soothing effects.

Walking all the way to the head of the large bed, Yni finally stopped and released his grip from Kyron's paw albeit a bit reluctantly. The fox turned around, standing in the shadow of his canine husband, trapped between the wall and the white wolf. Yni's ears twitched as he listened for any sound coming from behind the tapestry on the southern wall. He made sure Kyron was between him and the tapestry before dropping his panties with the quickness of an accomplished hooker.

Kyron's ears shot up and his eyes widened just slightly, as he looked down onto the thing between his wife's legs. Whilst fully aware of his partner being a male, the wolf prince hadn't quite expected the young vulpine to have a southern set of genitals. Unlike Kyron, Yni had no sheath for his member, instead having entirely external genitalia, his snow-white scrotum accompanied by a delicate, foreskin-covered shaft, currently just about the size of Kyron's middle finger. The glans by the tip were still mostly covered by the soft-looking foreskin, as the fox still wasn't fully erect, although it looked like he was getting there quite quickly.

"I was informed the prince might not be familiar with male organs such as mine. I'm aware that up here in the north, most males have a sheath for their members, thus you may find my phallus a bit strange. Please feel free to explore mine as much as you want." Yni whispered, Kyron being able to detect a slight wavering in his quiet voice.

And Yni wasn't wrong. The prince was not overly familiar with the southern type of male genitalia. Himself owning a set of the opposite, Kyron had understandably little knowledge of the equipment of southern males. Some warriors in Kyron's unit had had them throughout the years, but the prince naturally didn't have much direct experience with such phalluses. While it was far from honorable or graceful behavior, Kyron would've been lying if he'd said he wasn't slightly intrigued by Yni's budding erection.

"Please take a closer look if you'd like..." Yni continued, spreading his arms and offering his naked lower half to the white wolf.

Kyron continued to stare at Yni's crotch, barely blinking as he looked down at the taunting male organ on the smaller fox. Now almost fully erect, the fox cock was about five or six inches long: very normal for a male of Yni's size. There was something about the different malehood that drew Kyron in, the royal wolf not able to put his finger on what it was exactly. Yni's cock looked strangely tempting and delicious. Even the word "edible" flashed in the wolf prince's head as he gazed at the eager, albeit small vulpine erection. Maybe he should go in for a closer look.

"M-my prince?" Yni asked as Kyron suddenly kneeled down before the fox, bringing his intimidating white muzzle closer to the other male's peculiar phallus. Fixated on Yni's crotch, the dull scent of incense making him dizzy, Kyron didn't even realize that his wife was blushing quite a bit.

Kyron flared his nostrils, sniffing the air around Yni's member, the helpless fox whining defeatedly as the cold air tickled his bare shaft. Both Kyron's nose and ears twitched, as he caught a whiff of the perplexing aroma surrounding the male vulpine. Yni somehow distinctly lacked the usual scent carried by a male, regardless of species. It was instead replaced by something... enticing... something that smelled both sweet and savory at the same time. A scent Kyron had never smelled before. One that made the prince's bushy white tail wag, just a bit.

Strange, but then again, Kyron was aware that the Venron's were known for their skills with perfumes and aphrodisiacs. Perhaps this particular scent was purposefully made for this very occasion.

The unusual scent aside, Yni's cock was still taunting Kyron for some unknown reason. It was as if the delicate erection was begging to... be played with...

Kyron half-consciously parted his jaws and leaned his head forward.

"M-my PRINCE!" Yni moaned as the big white wolf slipped the warm fox cock into his mouth, the smaller animal's entire body trembling noticeably in reaction. Kyron could feel the shivers of Yni's amber body all the way down to his lips as he began to suck off his new wife.

While it was rather shameful, Kyron didn't find the act itself nearly as unpleasant as he would've thought. Yni's member was small and delicate, and fit between his canine jaws rather nicely, the texture of its surface satisfyingly pleasant against the big wolf's tongue. Kyron found himself enjoying how the unusual phallus reacted to his touch, twitching and throbbing as the big canine tongue tickled the sides of the shaft, easily large enough to wrap around Yni's entire cock. The bigger wolf quickly grew rather fond of Yni's feminine moans, which the sucked fox would let out erratically whilst getting a spontaneous blowjob from his husband.

"P-Prince Kyron..." Yni moaned, placing his dark paws on Kyron's white head, most likely in an effort to balance himself as the strong pleasure suddenly made his feet unsteady.

Noticing this an idea came up in Kyron's head. A position he had seen some of his soldiers use on the females at a foreign brothel, as well as some females they were claimed as spoils of war. Without thinking the matter any further, Kyron grabbed Yni's plump thighs with his paws, suddenly lifting his wife off the ground.

Having carried a battleaxe since twelve years old and being able to wrestle down a grown male bear on the battlefield if needed, lifting the smaller male against the wall proved no issue for the wolf prince. Yni voiced a surprised yelp, suddenly getting lifted nearly six feet higher from the floor, his amber back pressed against the cold stone wall of the bridal chamber. Balancing Yni's weight on his paws, Kyron then proceeded to attack the fox with his tongue, his bride moaning even louder in this new position.

"N-no, m-my prince... T-they can s-see me..." The nearly breathless fox whispered, struggling faintly in the strong grip of his husband's paws.

Paying no mind to his wife's weak protesting, Kyron continued to play with the vulpine cock in his mouth, currently heavily fixated on the tip, which was still slightly covered by the pesky foreskin. In his horny incense stupor, the large wolf made it his mission to uncover Yni's glans completely. Thus began a relentless assault on the fox's cockhead, with Kyron using the absolute best of his oral skills to achieve his ridiculous goal.

"Erekin, you bastard! You really have no shame do you?" Both Kyron and Yni heard a rather loud whisper from behind the double-moon tapestry. The thundering voice belonged to king Emery.

"Shut up!" The rat king hissed, also quite audibly. "I haven't been to my harem in a week! At least with this, I can pleasure myself."

"You rats are disgusting..." Emery grumbled.

"Let the pervert rodent do as he pleases." A third voice belonging to Claris said. "Besides I can see where he's coming from. Hard to not get aroused when looking at a bride and groom this beautiful. Sigh "

Nobody seemed to be willing to refute this statement, as silence fell once more unto the lover's chamber.

Quickly brushing off the grotesque mental image of the large-bellied rat king masturbating his nasty rodent dick, Kyron tried focusing on Yni's member, fervently licking the vulpine meat inside his maw. The blushing fox was trembling in Kyron's grip, his cute member fluttering inside the canine's big mouth, as he continued to slather his saliva on the smaller male's shaft. But in doing so the prince failed to notice Yni's moans getting louder and more rapid the more he teased the fox with his tongue, the cock between his lips throbbing harder and harder and harder and...

Kyron snapped back to reality when Yni released a hoarse cry, his back arched and muzzle towards the roof, paws gripping the back of Kyron's head while his frail amber body convulsed uncontrollably. The wolf prince's ears quickly perked up as he felt something salty seeping into his mouth, some of the foreign liquid jetting far into his throat. Of course, Kyron knew what it was, being a male himself, it was rather self-evident that the small vulpine had just ejaculated. Having never tasted semen before, Kyron was not very fond of its taste, but it would've been risky to spit it out, especially with the audience they had. With no other choice, the big wolf hastily swallowed his wife's load without batting an eye. It was for the kingdom after all.

"Wow! Maybe I should marry a Ca'veren too..." Kyron heard Claris say, the female rabbit most likely impressed with Kyron tending to his fiancee before having "her" tend to him.

With Yni's grip easing off the white fur of Kyron's neck, the wolf prince took the half-erect vulpine member out from his mouth, gazing up into the teary eyes of his fiancee. Yni's slender, bra-covered chest was heaving rapidly, the rest of his limbs almost completely limp from the strong orgasm. Kyron couldn't help thinking that the listless amber creature looked strangely beautiful. Of course, it might've just been the big canine's libido talking, as the prince once again felt the flames of desire flaring up down by his loins. No use in fighting it now. Kyron grunted, allowing his royal red rocket to start emerging from its sheath, the large pointy tip followed by a thick and throbbing canine shaft forming a noticeable outline on his leather underwear, which started feeling awfully tight all of the sudden.

Kyron noticed Yni's little black nose twitch almost immediately, and he guessed the male vulpine had smelled his arousal. The out-of-breath fox locked eyes with his husband, gazing down into Kyron's dark irises from his high position. Yni spoke but Kyron didn't hear what he said. His mouth moved but no words came out. Only by the third repetition was the small fox able to properly produce sound, a weak, but determined whisper dropping off his painted lips.

"Take me..."

And that was all the big white canine needed.

Kyron flexed the muscles in his arms and threw the panting fox onto the bed, many of the colorful pillows jumping as the grown male fox landed next to them on the sheets. Yni sluggishly rolled over to his back, hardly able to crane up his neck to look at his husband on the side of the bed. He gasped, most likely for a very good reason. Kyron must've looked quite intimidating, standing next to the bed in his full, six-and-a-half feet height, breathing heavily, his eyes laid onto the helpless small vulpine on the sheets.

Able to see and smell his husband's desire for him, Yni flashed his best bedroom eyes towards the big wolf and whispered: "Come and get it..."

Bearing his teeth, Kyron grasped the front of his underwear, essentially ripping the sturdy leather off his waist, revealing the gigantic crimson tool he was hiding within. Matching to his size, the wolf prince was equipped with an equally intimidating set of genitals. Two, medium-cannonball sized wolf nuts, covered with snow-white fur that extended into a sheath above the impressive pair of cum tanks, from which emerged 13 crimson and throbbing inches of canine shaft with a circumference of nearly 8 inches, a hefty, bulbous knot almost twice the width down by the hilt. A trusty weapon with which Kyron had made many whores and slutty barmaids moan and call his name in foreign lands as well as in his own kingdom.

"Fuck... Look at the size of that thing!" Kyron could hear the rabbit queen gasp behind the wall, her voice sounding like she was at least two fingers deep already. An adequate reaction to witnessing Kyron's royal tool for the first time.

But currently, Kyron only had eyes for Yni, who laid defenseless on the scarlet cotton blanket. His chiseled chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, Kyron kneeled down onto the bed without taking his eyes off Yni's naked body. Inching himself forward just a bit, Kyron let his upper body fall, slamming his big white paws on both sides of his wife, who twitched and showed a hint of fear just for a split second as the larger wolf loomed over him.

Kyron leaned in closer and filled his nostrils with the male fox's strange scent, allowing it to make him dizzy and arouse him even further as he was down on all fours above his wife. A careful gasp left Yni's muzzle when Kyron's big wet nose got buried into his left shoulder, the prince further intoxicating himself with his partner's scent, growling audibly as he earnestly sniffed the feminine body of the young male vulpine. Appearing not-so-frightened anymore, Yni carefully wrapped his arms around Kyron's neck, gently pressing the male wolf's muzzle against his chest, himself taking a good smell of his husband's raunchy odor, whimpering as the strong male aroma tickled his nostrils.

His nose full of Yni's scent and a heart and loins filled with lustful cravings, Kyron pushed himself off of the young fox, panting heavily with his eyes closed as if in the middle of a moment of great transcendence. Promptly opening his eyes, Kyron looked down at Yni who had his words from earlier, 'take me', plastered all over his muzzle, his sweet, aroused smell enforcing the message. And Kyron's eyes as well, they reflected only a single desire. A desire, which involved both the prince's royal malehood, as well as the twitching foxhole before it. The air electrified with anticipation, both males looked down towards the main stage of the upcoming show.

"O-Oh my!" Yni gasped, laying eyes on Kyron's knotted colon plunger as it throbbed a few measly inches away from his amber backside.

Kyron could hear the fear and hesitation in Yni's feminine voice, no matter how much the fox tried to cover it. And the wolf didn't blame the small vulpine. The prince couldn't even count the times when a lass had been enchanted by his malehood, all wet and excited, only to have second thoughts as soon as it came down to the messy part. Not that a single one of them hadn't ended up screaming Kyron's name in the end, but there were a large number of females who were intimidated by the prince's canine litterstick.

But even with Yni's reaction, the big wolf knew the fox wanted it. He wouldn't be smelling like a female three weeks into her heat if he didn't.

Neither of the two taking their eyes off Kyron's hard, throbbing member, the prince began leaning his hips closer to Yni's, whose hind paws twitched excitedly slightly above the scarlet bedcovers. The distance from the tip of Kyron's cock to Yni's wide rump felt like miles with how long it seemed to take for the bigger male to reach his destination, both the fox and the wolf holding their breaths as their bodies got closer and closer.

Yni exhaled excitedly when he felt the hot, pointy tip of his husband's baby-maker touch the base of his tail. Every fur on his dominantly amber and white body stood up as Kyron quickly corrected his trajectory, sliding his tip up Yni's crease, to where the male wolf thought the fox's tailhole was located. Yni's hind paws tensed up, all eight toes along with their eight, tiny nails extended as far out as he could when Kyron's cockhead slipped between his fox-mounds.

The royal wolf's aim was slightly off and his throbbing tip pressed against soft fox fur somewhere slightly below Yni's entrance, the anticipating foxhole immediately giving a clue to its location by twitching just above Kyron's member. Yni had unconsciously grabbed a hold of Kyron's forearms with his paws as the prince made a small nudge with his hips, the tip of his erect malehood sliding into place, making contact with the quivering vulpine sphincter.

"Mmmmhhh~!" Yni moaned quietly, his now erect fox cock twitching somewhere between the two males, leaving a small dab of precum onto Kyron's white belly.

Kyron contemplated holding himself back for just a little longer, but his male senses didn't allow him to. Using every single one of the muscles in his strong pelvic area, Kyron rammed his hips against Yni's.

*Thump*

Yni moaned yearningly as Kyron's fleshy loveknot bumped against his big backside, the rest, nearly a foot of girthy canine cock disappearing into the vocal vulpine's lovetunnel in a heartbeat. Kyron growled as his canine monstercock finally got the attention it deserved: a snug, writhing vulpine tailhole all around it. A formidable bump immediately formed on the lower abdomen of the smaller male fox, his entire body shuddering in the aftershock of the harsh penetration. A familiar smell soon drifted up to the big canine's nose, giving away that the submitting vulpine had climaxed, at least a little when he had gotten Kyron inside himself.

It was warm and tight inside Yni. The fox had probably been telling the truth when saying this was his first time. Be it the untouched womanhood of a cheerful farmer girl, or the tailhole of a slutty vulpine prince, Kyron was able to recognize the sensation of a virgin.

"There goes the virginity!" Erekin didn't even try to stay quiet, most likely already quite close to busting his nasty rodent nut all over the wall of the lover's chamber. Nobody scolded him though, and Kyron had a hard time imagining any of the peeping royals doing anything else than masturbating right about now.

Forgetting their audience as soon as Yni's insides clamped down on his cock, Kyron felt the heat in his loins as a very primitive canine desire to hump started taking over.

Exerting exemplary discipline, the experienced wolf warrior held himself back even as it felt like his loins were on fire. The tightness of the small fox was already seducing him to mate and he was a hair's length away from giving in. His muzzle twitching as he tried maintaining a somewhat serious and dignified expression, Kyron looked down at Yni's face to make sure the fox was okay with him starting to move.

Yni's face was flushed, his ears drooping down by the sides, with tears at the corners of his eyes. Kyron froze as he stared into the blue of his fiancee's eyes, completely captivated by the docile beauty of his bride. The two locked eyes. Kyron could immediately see the strong resolve mixed with fear, excitement, and embarrassment in Yni's eyes as the panting vulpine stared up at his husband's expressionless face. And somewhere behind all that, the wolf prince could see burning, insatiable lust which was just waiting to break out at any given moment. The same kind of lust that scorched Kyron's crotch that very moment.

He was ready.

Yni voiced a feminine yelp when the big wolf on top of him bucked his hips, tugging the swollen canine loverod within his vulpine wife. The hard crimson shaft slid in the tight grip of Yni's walls as Kyron pulled a good nine inches of his magnificent malehood outside the small fox's tailhole. Shoving his cock back in, the same very walls put up a surprisingly hefty amount of resistance, trying their best to hold back the intruding canine meat spear which tore them apart, unaware that their futile attempts to block the gargantuan fuckpole only spurred it on further.

"Whoa! She's really taking it!" The wolverine prince chuckled. "Must be a real piece of work for a virgin."

Having started moving his hips, Kyron's eyes naturally drifted down onto his partner, and to Yni's still-covered chest, the thin silk brassiere teasing the big wolf with its very existence, denying him of the visual delight of his newly wedded wife's beautiful breasts.

Noticing Kyron's burning gaze, Yni managed to force a gentle smile on his muzzle despite the apparent difficulties he had handling the bigger canine's endowment, and giggled: "Don't worry, these were made for you to eat off of me..."

The movement of his hips uninterrupted, Kyron swiftly snapped the fancy bra in half with his claws and attacked the smaller male's exposed nipples with his mouth while continuing to passionately knead hips with the fox.

The big wolf was running purely on instinct, acting like he would with any female, or male he would've had his way with. Almost all females liked their breasts and nipples played with, and it looked like Yni, in all his femininity, was no exception to this. Even with Yni's tailhole gradually loosening, allowing Kyron to make even more powerful thrusts, the fox seemed to moan the loudest when Kyron hit just that particular spot when playing with one of his fox-nipples, the smaller male's tight colon convulsing accordingly in response to the stimulation of his chest.

"Fuck! I'm really starting to get jealous over here..." Claris groaned behind the wall, but Kyron didn't hear it, the only sounds audible to the prince's ears being the moans of his fair fiancee.

Kyron had gone slow and tried to be gentle out of courtesy towards Yni, who probably wouldn't have been able to handle his huge lover at full force right from the get-go. But now, as the spasming foxhole grew more and more loose with each pump of Kyron's cock, the prince was rapidly reaching the limit of his sanity, about to go full-beast on the unaware male fox. And the royal wolf had already held back enough. Nearly ever since first witnessing Yni in his underwear.

Just. A few. More. Thrusts! Before Kyron finally lost it, giving in to his instincts and ramming himself against the big buttocks of his beautiful bride with all his might. Kyron didn't care about being courteous anymore. Not towards his family, not towards his wife, not towards the five royals hiding behind the chamber wall. He wanted to mate, and he wanted to do it his way. A type of Behind-the-tavern-drop-your-pants-bend-over-and-don't-ask-any-questions-type of rough unadulterated, raw sex, which came naturally to every single male in the world, be that male a priest, a peasant, a soldier, or a prince. And the mating Kyron currently exerted onto Yni was just that.

All the different sounds wanting to leave Yni's mouth at the same time came out as a messy whimper when Kyron adopted the more aggressive type of mating, uncourteously fucking the feminine male fox at his mercy. Finally, the bridal chamber started sounding like someone was having their wedding night; short breaths, sharp moans, and wet slaps rebounding off the cold stone walls and creating a continuous echo of lewd noises within the dark chamber.

Kyron was acting like a feral animal, panting, growling, and drooling all over the bed whilst jabbing his meatstick into the whining vulpine who had no choice but to take it, Yni's dark paws twitching in the air as they didn't know what to do in the face of Kyron's aggressive pounding. But for what it was worth, Yni was actually doing quite well. His inexperience in taking a cock was somewhat palpable, but the nubile vulpine made up for it in eagerness, skillfully adjusting to every nudge and poke he received from his husband's royal breeding tool. Had he not known better Kyron could've sworn the other male was some kind of professional cock-milker with how skillfully he used his previously untouched intestines to massage and squeeze the wolf prince's engorged shaft as it moved between his amber fox mounds.

A taut vulpine tush was the perfect outlet for the big wolf's pent-up lust, and Kyron increased the speed of his thrust as per his primal urges demanded, smashing his white hips onto the whimpering vulpine's pillowy backside at a pace that would be too much for most females to handle.

"He's not gonna break her is he?" Nyvin, the gazelle king asked, sounding somewhat worried.

"Of course not. A cousin of mine married a fox. She wus small and petite, barely up to me shoulders in height. But by the gods was the lass sturdy in bed. On 'is weddin' night me cousin said he ploughed 'er fer hours, and she wus nearly dissatisfied when he finished. And that cousin of mine, big as an oak log below the belt. Yet his wife never has any trouble with 'im. Trust me, them vulpines are built for mating." Erekin hissed under his breath, audibly licking the saliva off the sides of his mouth as he still kept on pleasuring himself, as usual.

"Besides, do ya hear how she's moanin'? She can't wait to be his queen..."

Kyron was slowly starting to feel good. Too good. The big canine hadn't properly mated in months and it didn't take long for Yni's supple insides to begin to overwhelm the bigger male with the way they rubbed and clamped against his throbbing shaft, the twitching pink fox-ring swallowing the wolf prince's cock over and over again, maintaining an unwavering grip on the moving meat passing by it at a rapid pace. Yni was an incredibly pleasurable fuck, probably one of the best the canine prince had ever had, and it was quickly taking a toll on his member. Each thrust was pure bliss, and yet the royal wolf wanted something more. Something that would make the building pressure in his knot go away.

The royals gasped behind the wall and Yni's ears twitched in surprise when the big wolf suddenly straightened his back and grabbed his wife's fleshy thighs with his paws. Growling loudly, Kyron withdrew his cock from Yni's tailhole for a measly half a second and flipped the stunned vulpine onto his right side before lining himself up with the fox booty and ramming his red-rocket back in, proceeding to mate with the moaning fox sideways.

Yni moaned ecstatically, gripping the crimson sheets even harder with his paws as his amber figure rocked back and forth from the sheer force of the big canine's thrusts. His quivering tailtube seemed to appreciate the change of position, squeezing down on Kyron's shaft even harder than earlier while the prince's knot bumped against the trembling vulpine's stretched backdoor.

Kyron was working towards one goal and one goal only as he kept flattening his wife's ass at a breakneck pace, coaxing out every moan in the male fox's vocal range within a matter of about thirty seconds. With all the many inches in canine length, the small fox was massaging with his body, there was still one major part of Kyron's phallus without proper stimulation; his pulsing, XL-sized canine knot, which was still yet to get squeezed into the spasming tailpipe of the feminine fox. But to the prince's dismay, it seemed like he didn't have that much time left.

Flipping Yni sideways was his last, furious attempt in trying to knot his mate before inevitably blowing his load, probably at any second now. Kyron's body also worked counteractively to the royal wolf's goal, his already large member flaring up and increasing in size due to the pleasure ramping up, making it even harder for him to stuff everything inside his wife.

Yni had buried his face into the sheets, panting and whimpering into the scarlet fabric while Kyron raw-dogged his rump with the entire force of his nearly 300-pound canine warrior's body. Even his body seemed to unconsciously be against his new husband, his already tight hole soon constricting violently as another orgasm ran over the whimpering vulpine like a chariot, a hoarse moan getting muffled into the sheets. The young male shot his glistening load onto the crimson blanket luckily with his back towards the peeping blue-bloods, who thus weren't able to see the princess' ejaculation.

"Isn't this like the third time she has...?" Ne'el asked.

"I bet if you were fucked by a male like that you'd have cum a couple of times yourself." Claris groaned, eliciting a few hearty chuckles from everyone except Ne'el, who hissed at the flippant female rabbit.

The saliva dripped down Kyron's chin as he growled with ecstasy, his mind going blank as his body prepared to fulfill its reproductive purpose. It was coming.

"Yyyni... I....I...." Kyron tried to speak from amidst all his growling, trying to remain in control of his fervently shaking hips that pistoned the massive canine bone into the smaller male. But it was no use, he had already lost.

"N-NO! N-not yet!" Yni practically screamed, sounding like he was halfway to heaven, his clear, high-pitched voice bringing momentary clarity to the big wolf.

In a surprising feat of strength and endurance, the panting vulpine pulled away from Kyron, his anus wide open and gaping after getting hammered by the large canine's muttpole. Kyron froze to the very spot he had been, the veins pulsing in his neck, every single muscle of his big white body completely tensed as the prince got blue-balled by his wife as he had never gotten in his entire life. Kyron had to use all his mental and physical strength in trying to hold back the copious ejaculate which wanted to get pumped out from his gargantuan cumtanks, the sweet, plaintive burn of a denied orgasm warming his loins.

Acting fast, Yni pushed his husband down and climbed on top of the bigger male's crotch, setting his wide trunk just above Kyron's throbbing erection before the prince could even blink. His urge to breed momentarily disrupted by the sudden acts of his wife, Kyron looked up to see Yni's face flushed with lust, a mischievous, almost deranged smile plastered on his fair muzzle.

"...We're not done just yet..." Yni said after a few deep breaths, dropping his hips onto Kyron's meat spear, which pierced the fox's sphincter effortlessly.

Placing his paws onto his husband's broad, white chest, the vulpine prince began to move, undulating his backside on Kyron's twitching shaft, his soft voice escaping in wavering gasps from between his lips. Getting his member stimulated again Kyron growled with pleasure, watching as his red rocket disappeared between Yni's fat mounds as the small fox rode the big wolf in cowgirl, the knot on the canine prince's cock constantly kissing the stretching entrance to Yni's personal bridal chambers.

And Yni's movements were only getting more and more violent, the horny vulpine bouncing on Kyron's dick with almost his entire body weight, both agonizing and ecstatic moan sounding every time the knot bumped against his backdoor. It didn't seem like a change in position was all the fox was after. Kyron himself could feel his wife's hole slowly giving in to the pressure exerted to it by his knot, which got swallowed more and more by Yni's greedy ring with each downwards movement he made. It seemed that the young fox was quite determined in stuffing Kyron's intimidating knot up his trunk. The prince quickly caught on and grabbed Yni's plump thighs with his paws, starting to thrust his knot against the gradually dilating anus of his wife with as much force as he could muster.

Both males, groaning and panting worked in unison towards their common goal of fox-knottage, their savage lovemaking eliciting a range of reactions from their audience

"No way she's going to be able to take it!" King Emery muttered, the big ursine's voice sounding like he was about to finish alongside the bride and groom.

"Ahhh~ But she wants it so bad!" The gazelle king gasped, the rest three simply resorting to groan in agreement. There were also sounds of something wet splashing against a stone surface, most likely originating from the rodent royal, as his groan was suddenly louder than the rest peepers combined.

And Yni did want it. The vulpine was in a concupiscent trance, his body moving on its own on top of Kyron's malehood, his own swinging up and down half erect, flinging pre-cum all over the bed and his canine lover as he tried his hardest to squeeze the magnificent loveknot into his hole. His eyes were half shut, and he kept muttering a barely audible mantra under his breath: "Giveittomegiveittomegiveittomegiveittome..." as the base of Kyron's cock bore ever deeper into his stretching fox ring.

It was close. Both of the males could feel it.

Feeling the pressure building up inside his throbbing shaft which was constantly getting milked by Yni's insides, Kyron moved his paws up to the vulpine's hips, pressing his luscious figure down on his cock with all his strength while the fox grit his teeth, whimpering with both pleasure and pain. The wolf prince bucked his hips up one final time, and his wife dropped a few inches lower into his lap.

Kyron howled immediately as his bulbous knot popped onto the better side of his bride's hole, reaching his climax at that very same millisecond as he knotted Yni. The voluminous puppy goo raced up his shaft before exploding in a huge blast of canine cum into Yni's tailhole and nonexistent royal womb. Kyron's cock pumped out seed like never before, his thick cum rushing up the narrow foxhole with the speed of a dashing cheetah, filling up every nook and cranny of available space within the fox's gastric tract. His big balls almost quivered with bliss, finally allowed to churn out their plentiful contents inside a willing hole.

The princess bride arched his back and released a loud, high-pitched scream, which echoed around the bridal chamber as his colon filled up with wolf seed within seconds. Both his peach-pink nipples as well as his vulpine cock were as erect as they could be when the abundant amount of wolf goo finally hit his walls. The bulge formed on his slender abdomen from his lover's member alone swelled up slightly as the sticky wolf gunk had its only escape route securely blocked by Kyron's massive knot. Something squirted out the tip of Yni's malehood, something too thick to be pre, but still too runny to be cum, most likely a mixture of the two, as the fox surely had had his fourth orgasm.

"By the goddess!"

"What did I tell ya? Them foxes be good in the sack..." Erekin groaned, audibly licking off saliva from around his mouth again.

"I wonder if prince Kyron wants a lover..."

"Aight! That was a good nut... I'm kinda in the mood for some more wine. Anyone want ta join me in the pantry?" The rat king continued, his footsteps starting to descend into the secret stairs within the lover's chamber.

"Count me in! Nothing like a good drink after sex!" Claris sighed, his paws stomping after the big-bellied rodent.

"I was actually really fond of the cheese that they had here in the palace. Do you think there'd be some in the pantry as well?" Nyvin whispered, his hooves clopping against the stone stairs as he too left for the pantry.

And with that, the remaining royals decided to leave as well, the sounds of their footsteps soon disappearing from the audible range of the bridal chamber. It was once more quiet in the eastern tower.

Yni's upper body wobbled in Kyron's lap and the fox quickly fell down on top of the prince's chest, satisfied nuzzling against the warm white fur below his cheek. Kyron could feel Yni's heartbeat slowly decelerate as he rested on top of him, still locked from below with the wolf.

"Mmmhhh~ Do you think we managed to convince them?" He eventually whispered, inhaling the masculine scent drifting around the large wolf.

Kyron grumbled, turning his muzzle to the side to avoid looking at his new wife. Yni only smiled, gently shaking his backside and sloshing around the sticky payload within his rectum.

"I'll be sure to give you a healthy heir... And if I don't..." Yni held a short pause inhaling some more of the scent coming off of Kyron's chest. "...That just means we have to keep trying...Right?"

As per usual the wolf didn't respond.

"Hmm... I probably should tell my mother I need some new lingerie... Do you have any preferences... my husband?"