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They could have taken the vacation all on their own if they were so inclined, but Katy was that much more smitten with Ian when he explained his logic for having the rest of the pack come along.

"We'd miss them, wouldn't we?" he'd asked. "It would be wonderful to have them come along!"

Thanks to that, the other members of the pack were getting to enjoy the weekend along with the young couple, and Katy was having that much better a time celebrating her 18th birthday.

Of course...the pair were still given their own bedroom at the beach house that the pack rented out for the long weekend, and Ian was no fool: he understood the implications that came with the couple having their own space, now that Katy was a legal adult.

"You don't have to be so modest, Ian..."

The scent was driving him crazy, and Katy knew it, but the wolf was dedicating every fiber of his being to resisting the urge to take Katy's body up on its silent offer.

Her going into heat just before the vacation would have been reason enough for the pair to tell the rest of the pack to just stay home, and thin walls in the bedrooms of the beach house meant that Ian and Katy had to keep their faces buried in the pillows whenever they decided to indulge their bodies, even slightly.

Ian was a bit too bashful to let the full extent of his passions for her come through when there were so many people around, even when Katy was giving him full reign of her body...but then, they were both adults.

They didn't have to stay in the beach house all weekend, if they didn't want to.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Katy. I know you need this, but if we do it-

" Please do it," Katy cut him off, her desperation evident in every word. "Please...f-fuck me already!"

Even those words were loud enough to let others in the house know what conversation they were having, but Ian did his best to pretend that no one would have heard a thing.

"Katy...c-can we...can we finish this _conversation_elsewhere?"

The tone of his voice shifted just so that Katy could hear what he was really getting at, even before she saw the narrowed look in his brow.

She knew that she could break his will, if she only waited there with him for a few more moments. Closed windows and a shut door meant that the overwhelming bouquet of her heat had nowhere else to go, and failing that, the touch of her fingertips upon his bare chest would have gotten her point across.

The slow, eager crawl of her body across the bed showed enough of a sway in the hips that no one could have missed the silent signal that Katy was giving--least of all the only man lucky enough to have been so close to her.

"As long as you promise to follow through on those words, I'm happy to keep conversing elsewhere," Katy played along. "We are on a beach vacation, after all...why spend the rest of the weekend cooped up in here?"

They didn't have to sneak away like they did when they were younger, but for old time's sake, climbing through the window and making their way to the beach under the guise of darkness was a fantastic way for the pair to head to their sandy oasis.

**

"I should really be giving you more credit, I suppose."

The pair were holding hands near the edge of the water, walking just out of reach of where the waves rolled onto the shore. Soft, cushy sand pushed between their toes with every step, but their continued hesitation wasn't due to their sinking feet.

"Why's that?"

"It's not like I can't recognize my own scent in the air," Katy admitted. "I'm driving myself crazy, just being around it...and you've had to breathe it in this whole time, with no chance to act on it."

Ian smiled, glad to hear Katy's appreciation. "It hasn't been an easy task," he confessed. "I'm glad to have everyone here with us; I'm having a wonderful time, but maybe we should have had them follow us up a day later... after we had a chance to deal with this."

"To be honest, it's kinda hot to think about them having the chance to watch, but...I understand wanting a little privacy," Katy noted. "And out here, we've got more than enough."

The shoreline was usually dotted with bonfires and beachgoers, their parties raging well into the wee hours of the morning. It was good fortune smiling upon the pair that they only had to take a short trip down the beachfront before they felt alone enough to be comfortable with the act, and before they could take one more step, Katy was stepping into Ian's back, letting the moisture of her womanhood tickle against his thigh.

"No one out here but the moon and the stars," she whispered, her voice tickling the back of his ear with such obvious, lustful intent that Ian's cock was rising to the occasion without a single touch. "And the two of us to put on a show for them..."

Away from the bright lights of the city, the beach was frightfully dark in the peak of the night, even with moonlight bathing the shoreline. Heightened, canine senses meant that Ian could still see well enough, but sudden movements allowed Katy to disappear behind him...

...And another burden froze the young hybrid in her tracks, as she felt something more than precum leaking from the tip of his cock.

"Forgot to go before we left the house, didn't you?" she teased. "Pretty sure you could get away with putting a little more salt in the ocean if you needed to."

Ian wasn't too bashful to pee in front of Katy: he'd done it plenty of times before, most of them to the benefit of her libido.

With the benefit of a cloak of darkness aiding their privacy, the wolf tried his best to relax as Katy guided his tip toward the waves as they rolled in. A small trail of droplets splashed against the dry sand beyond the water, and with a sigh of relief, Ian's body slumped forth, save for his chest being supported from behind.

It was a more intimate experience than most would ever be fortunate enough to share, but in that moment, Ian felt at peace with his vulnerabilities, as if Katy's appreciation for his every action was the greatest reassurance he could ever know.

"I don't think anyone w-will notice it, either," Ian agreed. "By the time anyone else comes out for a swim, this will be long since washed away."

An arcing stream formed as the tip of his partially sheathed cock continued to leak, but the longer he was allowed the breathe and relax, the stronger the flow became, until the wolf was taking a proper leak into the water.

A playful fosky guided his member from behind, giggling against the back of his neck and watching the golden offering soak into the sand, only to be washed away by the ebb and flow of the tides.

"Almost a waste to just let it splash onto the ground like that, but...it's so much fun to just watch sometimes."

She didn't realize that the pair had more of an audience than the cosmic display above, but her words were timely; Kyra and Trish knew well enough that the pair were sneaking away, but as long as the young lovers behaved themselves, there would be no reason to intervene.

Youthful exuberance, however, meant that Katy was getting ahead of herself...and the normally responsible Ian was giving himself over to her naughty behavior, bit by bit.

"I've never thought it a waste to just watch it," Ian replied. "In fact, I've always enjoyed having the chance, whenever I get to..."

Katy was working the last, slow dribbling of his pee back into the flesh of his shaft, prompting that much more of it to emerge from a messy sheath...but she wasn't going to bring him any closer to the edge than that.

She'd work him up all night if she had the chance, but she didn't want him to pop just yet--she was determined to make their fun last, that evening.

"And what if I dropped down into the sand," she paused, letting her lips tickle the back of his earlobe as she moved around his hip. "Lifted my tail for you...and peed, right here in front of you...spreading around that scent that you love so much?"

Thanks to a sex-positive upbringing, Katy had plenty of experience at handling the excessive desires that came along with her heat cycle.

What she didn't have was the willpower to resist teasing her boyfriend when his cock was already starting to throb at the sight of her naked figure, nor the ability to resist teasing him when her own urine splashed free of her womanhood in a sudden, gushing stream.

"Come on...c-come and get me, Ian," she demanded. "We've waited so f-fucking long for this moment...but we're old enough now, and we're ready...w-we...we don't have to wait any longer!

It wasn't their very first time, but it was the first that carried such an incredible risk: her heat was pushing her to forget all about the risks of letting him in when she was at peak fertility.

The scent and allure were so powerful that Ian was completely forgetting himself, dropping down to his knees the moment after. His jaw dropped slightly as he watched the bubbly mess of her golden offering spilling across the beach, soaking the sand between her legs...and his member throbbed anew as he crawled forth and wrapped one of his arms around Katy's hip.

Her backside swayed as he came in close, her tail perked up to grant him all the access he'd ever need, and finally, the heated, messy spray of her pee splashed across the tip of his cock, daring him to fill her.

"Are you sure you wanna do that? I think you're forgetting something."

The voice caused both of the young lovers to stiffen up in place, and two sets of eyes whirled back to behold Kyra, her arms crossed with silent disapproval.

"Mom...I...I d-didn't mean to do this," Katy offered up, taking the fall before Ian had a chance to claim guilt. "He's been so good all weekend long; I'm amazed he was able to last this long without trying to breed me."

"Good thing I came in time to bring him to his senses," Kyra replied, her arms relaxing and showing her disapproval was mere bravado. "You two have been giving each other looks since we got here...it was only a matter of time before you snuck off for some privacy, but as far as I'm concerned, neither one of you is ready for any breeding just yet."

The intimate nature of the pack was on full display as Kyra came in close, kneeling by Ian's side. She could feel her own daughter's leaking juices against the back of her palm as she unwrapped and unrolled a condom, pressing the opening right over the tip of Ian's impressive manhood.

"But you're going to need to do something about that heat so you can get back to enjoying the rest of your weekend, so...have at it. There's more of these on the porch if you need them."

They were both so overcome with disbelief that neither one could manage a word until Kyra was back at the beach house, but what came first was a brief, hysterical giggle from the wolf above.

"Have I ever mentioned how glad I am that your family is so understanding?" he asked, pressing the newly covered tip of his cock to the soaking entrance of her womanhood. "I can't imagine most people would be so comfortable with stumbling upon something like this."

"Comfortable? She's probably masturbating to the thought of it right now," Katy joked. "And it's hardly fair that she'd be having fun like that when we haven't even started."

"What do you call everything leading up to this?"

"Teasing," Katy specified. "But it feels to me like you're ready for the fun part."

Ian didn't blame Katy for being so single-minded in her quest to be filled: she was right at the peak of her heat cycle, and anything less than being fucked hard and stuffed to the brim would have been dragging that tease out even longer.

To his credit, however, he was beside himself with desire, the lust overwhelming his better senses to the point that he almost made a terrible mistake...and now that he had the clearance, the tip of his cock was already kissing past the petals of her womanhood and easing into the sensitive entrance of her bodice.

"I've been ready," Ian reminded her. "I was ready before we left...b-but...you just couldn't stop yourself from teasing me, could you?"

A sample of that pleasure was all it took for Ian to lose his typically bashful nature, even when he could feel Kyra's eyes watching his back from a distance.

It almost felt as if he was putting on a performance for Katy's mother, wanting to show the husky that he was more than worthy to be the one to breed her daughter, when the time was finally right.

"You love it," Katy teased. "You loved every fucking second of it...don't even try to deny it!"

The full girth of his cock pushed inside of her in the next breath; letting Katy finish her thought was the only courtesy that he was willing to give her, right then.

"Does it feel like I'm trying to deny it?" he asked, a thicker, gruff overtone lacing his words and hammering on her ears with every bit as much intensity as his hips, crashing mercilessly into her backside. "You really think I'd ever deny how much I love pounding this tight, _slick_pussy?"

There were plenty of couples who fell into talking dirty to each other as a routine part of the act. Katy was entirely fond of it, but she knew Ian was more reserved than that, as a person.

When those words finally escaped his lips, she knew what kind of an evening she was in for...and with her heat keeping her body steady for his powerful, overbearing thrusts, she knew she'd be delightfully sore when the morning sun revealed the evidence of what they'd done, that night.

The words reached all the way to the porch of the beach house, but Kyra and Trish were shocked to be able to hear the distant pap of Ian's sack slapping against Katy's inner thighs.

"So much for taking it easy," Trish joked. She'd come to join her lover on the porch, sitting beside Kyra in the same state of comfortable undress. "I thought he was going to take it slow, but he's really...r-really giving it to her, isn't he?"

Her stumbling words were as much the result of her surprise at Ian's ferocious technique as they were the result of Kyra's curious fingers: the husky was all too happy to reach over and stroke her fingertips along the hood of Trish's clit in a slow, lazy roll.

"Just the way she wanted," Kyra agreed. "Just the way that she was begging him to since the moment we arrived here."

Trish returned the favor with a knowing grin, pushing her palm down against the peak of Kyra's pubic mound. The heel of her wrist was a careful pendulum, rolling back and forth upon the softer flesh and urging the husky to let her juices flow, regardless of the stain that would appear on the seat of their deck chairs.

"Reminds me a lot of us when we were that age," Trish noted. "Going at it with everything we had, no matter who came around or what they thought of us."

"Awfully nice of them to give us a refresher course...but one of these times, we'll have to show them how it's done."

Giggling at the thought, Trish pushed a fingertip down and into the moistened petals of the husky, applying the most delicate pressure to her clit on the way to that first penetration.

"Sounds like a perfect vacation to me, dear."

They kept their voices down enough that Ian wouldn't be able to hear a thing over the amorous sound of his own body crashing down against Katy's eager, willing hips, but even that sound was lost among the impassioned cries of the fosky.

"Tell me you're close," she demanded, a new urgency reaching her voice as she gave up on holding still for him--she needed to push back and bounce herself against every inch of his cock. "Tell me you're about to f-fucking fill me, Ian!"

He was growling low as he leaned into her lower back, embracing the closest thing he could to a properly feral nature. His arms were locked around her waist in an unbreakable hold, but Katy wouldn't have budged from that spot if the waves surged and crashed upon them...she didn't dare move from that spot until she had what she came for.

"Y-yeah..."

Just that word was a struggle, but Ian's voice was strained with the effort of plunging so deep and so hard into such a delicious, satisfying passage.

Katy was just able to handle the full, repeated hammering of his length, but when the bulk of his knot reached her petals, inexperience and desperation met in the form of an orgasmic stalemate.

"Oooh...o-oh fuck, Ian! I'm cumming!" she cried, the weight of his knot applying a unique pressure to the petals of her sex and the tender nub of her clit, all in one motion. "Keep going...d-don't you dare pull back!"

Ian was a considerate lover first and foremost; Katy knew that he was trying to lean into that part of his personality, but the curl of his tail around his lower back was all the encouragement he needed to push forth again...and through the soaking, stretched petals of her entrance, Ian buried his knot inside of his girlfriend, forcing her arms to buckle under the weight of her passions.

Her face dropped into her forearms as she cried out over and over again, high-pitched whimpers drumming up the sand around her muzzle when she looked down, and then, echoing over the waves when she tried to lift her head for a form of purchase.

Nothing could dull the satisfaction that came with such a wonderful end to their first evening at the beach house...but that did nothing to take away from the promise of fun during the nights to come.