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The Matriarch

Part Eleven

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

Holly knew what would happen, though it twisted back and forth in her mind as she watched it unfold before her eyes. She didn't have to say anything, of course, and wanted Ropes to have what he wanted, though she always wanted her sister to have a good time. She was more than old enough, of course, to make her own decisions in life and that wasn't Holly's place to interfere. There was still a part of her, a big part, that wanted to protect her, as her older sister.

Ropes wouldn't hurt her though and she'd seen how flushed and flustered her sister had become when Ropes had dragged his tail against hers, flirted with her, complimented her. They were all tiny, teasing things, testing the waters, and the cougar had found Iris more than amenable, even if she had not yet said the words out loud.

Besides, Holly thought to herself, sitting on the sofa while her sister was out with Ropes and Helena, getting lunch at a new taco place in town. It would be kind of hot to see her sister with her husband... Maybe being with a demon was twisting her slowly, though if it opened her mind to more, Holly wasn't going to complain.

Ropes fucked her like a, well, like a demon when he was thinking of Iris too and Holly rode him passionately when they took a break in the bedroom in the middle of the day, grinding onto him as his hot, uncut shaft filled her repeatedly. She cried out his name, even though she could not be sure that they would not be overheard, Ropes having just been flirting with Iris in the kitchen beforehand. Despite the slightly younger skunk not responding to it, it had still managed to get the cougar all riled up.

And Holly loved that. She loved when he fucked her passionately, his claws digging into her hips as she rose and fell on his delectable cock, grinding down onto him to shove his shaft as deeply as possible up inside her. She would not go without a single inch of him, not even as he wound his tentacles around her, supporting her, even stuffing two under her tail at once.

They stretched her out beautifully as she clamped her jaws closed, sealing away a shriek of orgasm, Ropes plunging up inside her, releasing his load. They climaxed together in passionate bliss, the matriarch and the demon knowing one another's bodies inside and out, though that would be so for the rest of their long, loving days together. She collapsed onto him, giggling, whispering, fuelling his desire for her sister.

"She won't be like me... My sister would be a different flavour. Maybe she's even a virgin, she's never told me anything about that. How gently you could take her..."

Ropes rumbled a growl and flipped Holly over onto her back, cock still buried inside her, for a second round. The skunk's heart skipped a beat, moaning out his name. Was that all it took? But she did not know, of course, that her sister was not a virgin, not really... For Ropes could not take a virgin, not ever in his life. It was part of being a demon of lust. But Holly did not have to know what Iris had gotten up to without her knowing: it was her business.

Without telling Ropes, for that would have spoiled their fun, Helena and Holly set up two discreet cameras in the guest bedroom where Iris was staying. Of course, for her privacy, they would not use them when they knew Iris was in there alone, but if the skunk left their bed in the middle of the night... Well, that was game on for them! Helena was so sure that Ropes was going to do it and, to be honest, it made Holly happy just to see her happy, though it would probably be even better to have a third little member of their harem. Her sister would be close, everyone would be happy...

But that all depended on whether Iris wanted it or not and nothing would happen without that, of course. Even with Ropes releasing pheromones, something that Holly and Hel had, at least, become more accustomed too, it wouldn't force anyone to have sex with him. Apparently, there were other demons that dealt with forced interactions, but that was never something that would come to pass with Ropes.

It was that knowledge that settled Holly's mind about her sister a little more, knowing that she would be safe, that ultimately it would be her choice. The only hand she had in it was not stopping it as her sister loosened up more and more over the course of the following week, enjoying a glass of wine in the evening, her palate expanding.

Iris didn't have to convince herself that everything was okay when the environment around her simply was okay. There often seemed to be a lot going on, though she suspected that that was partly due to her presence, throwing a spanner in the works of their daily lives together, but there was not much she could do about that. She helped out a little, grocery shopping for them, helping Ropes change a light bulb, though the cougar's soft touch on her leg, his paws brushing down her thigh as he steadied her up on the chair, had her shivering.

It was all an excuse, tiny little excuses for them to be with each other, though it did not seem to matter whether it was alone or whether it was in front of Hel and Holly. Iris had never had that kind of attention before and, frankly, she rather liked it. To have someone flirt with her and offer her attention... The skunk could not help but greedily take it.

"You think you're so tough, but you can't even change a bulb on your own!"

She teased him that time, after hopping off the chair, not realising that time that Holly was listening from around the corner with a grin on her muzzle. Her finger jabbed into the cougar's chest as he caught her, drawing her to him with his paw oh so very smoothly sliding into the small of her back. It eased there as if that very spot was just where it belonged and Iris gasped, words that she had wanted to spill dying on her lips.

The cougar's eyes claimed her. She could be claimed by more, if only she gave in to him.

"Maybe your presence is mere motivation," Ropes purred throatily, but it was the meaning behind his words that came through, rather than what lay on the surface. "You're such a help around here, Iris... You should stay around a while longer."

It was an invitation, but the kind of one that was laid down with the expectation that she would take it. Even though the skunk had squirmed free of him that time with a shaky laugh, it was only one of many instances that built up over the next week, bringing it up to two weeks since she had come to visit. The trip was not supposed to last that long, but, well...Iris just couldn't find a compelling reason to leave when her classes were not personally due to start for a while yet, her semesters a little different to Helena's for her course.

She didn't see why Holly could have it all, the perfect life. That was the reason she told herself why she was allowing it to happen, even if she ended up being just as much of an instigator as Ropes himself. They did not touch each other in public, when Helena and Holly were around, but she orchestrated little situations where she could get him alone, where she could slide her paws down his chest and feel just how he made her breath hitch in her chest.

She'd asked him to help her get something down from a high shelf in the utility room, fresh towels or something... The cougar had seen right through it, though there had been many more touches and teases already, paws sliding over hips, never over anything erogenous. And yet Iris found herself hungrier and hungrier for him until the skunk was positively starving without ever knowing what had driven her to such a state of need. It was as if she had never desired before, sitting atop the washing machine in the utility room, daylight streaming in through the window.

He took her face between her hands, a soft touch, his thumb caressing her cheek. Iris breathed out, leaning into him.

I like this moment...

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Perhaps that was all it had to be, her enjoyment of it, the slow patience of his warm kiss spreading through her as they touched in that way in the right way for the first time. Yet that kiss awakened something deeper in the skunk, even though she could not put words to it at that time, kissing him back as passionately.

Just where the passion had come from might not have been quite the right place as her lips parted, allowing their tongues to dance together, but it was where they started from.

After that first kiss, the touches increased. Ropes asked her for help in the garden and let his paw brush across her arse while she was leaning over to get a plant pot for him, everything that could have been done without a ruse. It happened quickly, the two of them spending abruptly a lot more time together over a couple of days, enjoying the brightness of the sunshine, the cool air licking at their fur.

Yet it was warmer when he kissed her neck, when he whispered to her how beautiful she was. The cougar never touched her, not even the once, without her wanting it, though he seemed to drag out the span of time between asking her to help him with something just to tease her.

She didn't know if she liked that or not, though Iris could not deny that it made her skin prickle and ache for him in weird and wonderful ways, the kind that had her hungering for him more and more. He teased her while her desire for him grew, surmounting the need that she had never really paid attention to.

Iris had not found a guy that she'd liked and after Holly had gone off with Ropes she'd said that she was going to wait, that she was going to find the right guy. She mused over that in the privacy of the guest bedroom, not realising there were cameras in there, her paw creeping lower and lower down her body, starting with caressing her breasts, down her stomach, to her crotch. She wanted something real and yet nothing felt more real to Iris than the cougar so lustfully pressed up against her, his breath mingling with hers, his paws sliding down, even rubbing softly around the base of her tail, over the top of it.

She shivered, turning her muzzle to the pillow, breath catching. The others were out, taking Ivy for a walk in the stroller, leaving her alone. Iris had not realised just how strange such alone time felt after being around them for so long, yet the edges of her defences, the inhibitions that she'd never honestly considered before, crumbled before her eyes. There was no real reason to hold back, if she knew that she was well and safe, she realised. But neither did she want to fuck some skeevy guy who was going to toss her aside like a used condom after he was good and done with her.

No... She wanted something more passionate than that. It was Ropes' face in her mind and his name hissed from her lip as her paw curled between her thighs, finding the wetness there. It was his paws she imagined sweeping down her body, so soft, so caring, as she pleased herself, fingers slipping inside, masturbating to the thought of him.

Sure, it could have been wrong. Yet where was the sense in it being such when it could be so fucking right too?

Iris moaned, biting the pillow gently to seal away her cries, just in case anyone came back early, though she was not discreet enough to cover herself with a blanket, paw working away. The cameras had a good view of her, ultimately, as the sly slunk brought herself to climax after climax, softly crying out the name of her sister's husband.

With her skin prickling with heat, she'd sat too close to Ropes that night, allowing their thighs to brush under the dinner table, his tail sweeping against hers. It was the quickest they had gone to touching each other when they had been in the same room together, electric tension in the air between them.

Still, they did not act on it. But there was something there, something that Iris wanted to push into, if only to uncover the new need inside her, something that she had never paid due attention to before.

The next morning, with Holly out with Ivy and Helena studying in her room, they had a chance. Or Ropes had a chance, more specifically, to see what the skunk might be open to, what he could tease her into, step by step. The process of opening Iris up to him was as exciting to the cougar as the act himself, a demon of lust stalking his prey, portrayed at his finest.

There was no rush, not really...but Ropes still wanted to see her under him, arching in orgasm.

He caught up with Iris in the living room, tucked away in the little corner that Holly had made for reading with a big, comfortable "cuddle chair" with lots of cushions and a bookcase with her favourites right beside it. It was a part of Holly that he loved seeing there, parts of the skunk that he adored so very much becoming a part of the house too, day by day and bit by bit. It was as much her house, after all, as it was his after all they had been through together.

"Hey, Iris..."

He purred, leaning over her, closing the distance without touching her. Iris' lips quirked in a smirk, but the skunk hid it quickly, closing the book she was reading with a decisive snap.

"Hey, Ropes... What brings you here?"

The cougar purred, leaning in so close that he could feel her breath on his fur, his whiskers twitching, tickling her nose. Iris drew in a sharp breath, stiffening faintly, but the good kind, the kind that came before anticipation of something more. It was not as if she could have honestly expected it to not go where it was going...but the skunk still did not know how far she wanted to go. All in the nature, of course, of seeing how Holly lived, tasting a sliver of her happy family life.

Little did Iris know that she could be a part of it too, if she wanted. The choice was entirely up to her whether she joined them fully, partly, or only occasionally. Not at all, however, didn't seem to be an option in her mind anymore, her mind already made up that she wanted something.

They kissed, but it was different from all the previous ones, hands more passionately wandering one another's bodies, groping, his paws on her tits, squeezing and lightly pushing down her shirt where he could get at more of them. The skunk moaned as his fingers stroked with needy urgency over her fur, an electric thrill zapping through her as he teased a nipple, the heat of the moment getting the better of her, all in the very best of ways.

She wanted it...wanted him. Was that such a bad thing? Oh, how the line between right and wrong had been blurred, tongues dancing together between their muzzles, neither one of them more in control than the other. They were equal players and partners in lust, even as Ropes slipped down, spreading her legs.

It was fate that Iris had worn a skirt, easily allowing him to part her legs as she sat on the chair, his breath tickling her inner thighs. He knew that everything was all fine with his wife, something that had never been the case with Fyr, and shivered in anticipation of regaling her with everything that had gone down later that day. She'd love to hear about it, even more so as he kissed and nipped and nuzzled his way up the skunk's inner thighs.

Her breath caught, but she moaned for more as the cougar tugged her panties aside, his rough tongue lapping at her pussy lips, teasing, opening her up to even more. It was so soft, so warm, the first touch of a male that she had ever felt down there, her heart pounding more than it ever had before. Iris closed her thighs around him, grunting softly, not wanting to allow the cat any nuance of thought that she wanted him to move away, her hands on his head. She whimpered for him.

"Yes, Ropes, oh..."

She didn't know what she was doing but she loved it all the same as she allowed him to lap up into her, somehow managing to tease his tongue inside, parting her folds as if it was something that he had already done many times over. He nuzzled deep, tongue dragging up and over her clit as she mewled, curling and hunching forward over him as if she was so caught in the moment that she could not help herself.

Such was the lure of a demon of lust, something that Iris would never go back from, however she chose to take it forward, shivering in lust and pleasure as he ate her out. It was a crude term for a loving act, pleasing her without expecting anything for himself, as much as the demon drank down her lust like a fine wine anyway. But Iris was not to know that as he lapped inside her, swirling his tongue around, experimenting, teasing, searching out exactly the right spots that made her breath hitch, her muscles tightening, her need grow just that little bit higher.

Before the skunk even knew what was happening, she was clinging to his head, moaning and bucking and grinding, caught up in the moment as she gasped out his name. Slamming her paw down on the chair, she hoped that Helena was far enough away in the house still to not hear her cry out, though the roll of her hips, cramming her pussy against Ropes' muzzle was not to be denied. It was a sexual awakening of sorts, though one that Iris would have to sort through later, pleasure wracking her body, taking her apart beautifully right there before Ropes' very eyes.

That was the undoing of orgasm, breaking an anthro down wonderfully to their barest, truest self. And that was part of why consent was so important to a demon of lust, for it was hardly the sort of thing that he would have been at all able to do if his partner was not wholly and completely into it.

Ropes didn't rush her, eating her out, his fingers finding her pussy when her legs loosened their death grip on his head and neck a little, her bare hind paws draped down his back. Working his fingers inside her, he penetrated her with something more skilled than a fumbling partner for the first time, sliding deeper and deeper, fuelled by her whimpers.

It was not enough for him, not as he brought her sweetly off for a second time, the skunk stuttering, blushing, wide-eyed and bashful, though with a simmering heat of need lingering there under the surface. He stood as she quivered, her inner thighs soaked with her juices, her arousal evident in the tang of sex hanging in the air.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured as he kissed her, sharing the taste of her lingering on his lips. "We can keep this a secret, just between us. If that's what you would like..."