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Sally giggles at that, squeezing him in close, letting their chests press deeper into one another. "How about we let your sword finish what it started, hm?"

"Oh, but princess," he says, giving her another peck on the lips. "Surely, if we are not careful, you shall be bred, hm?"

"There's nothing I want more in the world, mate."

That word, spoken by this beautiful creature, is enough to bring the coyote back to a state of heated bliss. He chuckles, rolling his shoulder and pulling himself gently away, letting his knot tug at her just a little bit. "It will require some moving, but I wish you to turn around. Can you do this?"

Sally smirks and grips the bed, reaching over and rolling over. Antoine maneuvers himself gently, letting the feeling of his cock spinning around inside her locked loveliness send him spiraling. Walls rub against meat, particularly at that swollen knot, and soon, the two face the same direction.

"Are you going to fuck me raw like a dog?" Sally says, pushing herself up to a seated position against Antoine.

He reaches around and grabs her breast, moving a hand down between her legs, fingers playing at her button. "Non," he whispers into her ear. He nips upon the sensitive lobe, letting her gasp and shudder down her body, her small tail tickling over his pubic area.

He rolls onto his side, bringing her down with him with a little squeak of surprise, and soon, both hands wrapped around her, rubbing against her stomach. "We shall lay here like this. We shall be lovers together."

She leans back against him, pressing her back against his chest, sighing as she rolls her shoulders. "Mmm, I think I'll like that very much."

Antoine kisses Sally on the cheek, rubbing her fur with gentleness. Soon, his hips rock again, his cock slipping deeper into her and pulling out as far as his knot will allow.

Sally tilts her head back, biting her lip, shuddering.

Antoine lets out approving grunts, feeling the length moving from underneath his fingertips.

"I shall give you all the pups you desire," he says, growling into her ear. "All of them shall be great leaders, I am sure."

"Mmmm..."

"They will also be the most beautiful children, as they have the most beautiful mother."

"Aah... the... the most... handsome... fah... father!"

"Oui," he chuckles, moving a hand up, stroking her cheek. "And I shall treat you as tenderly and lovingly as you wish."

"Mmm... w... what if... I don't...?"

"Then, I shall teach you as the horny bitch you wish to be, my princess." He says this, letting his hand rest around her throat. He holds her possessively but doesn't squeeze, reminding her how much in control he is in with his grasp. "As long that is okay with you."

"Hm... wh... what I want... aaant..." she moans. "Is your... your cock!"

"You have it."

"More!"

"You shall have it!"

He speeds up, thrusting into her with enough motion to shake the bed. He still holds her close, letting the sheets rub against their fur as the two lay upon the bed, staring out and facing the balcony beyond with the city and its nightlife, unaware of exactly the bonds being made here, but all so many aware that something momentous has happened this night.

"As, mm, I am, ahh, the coyote," Antoine begins, "I shall, ahh, lead you into the night." He groans.

Sally's pants and sighs get louder and louder, losing all focus on herself as she takes that cock again. Who knows how long she can keep up with this, but she knows that Antoine won't be able to go anywhere--not for a long time. But to spur him on, even as she gets closer and closer to this orgasm, she reaches over her head, grabs onto his hair, and throws her head back.

This time, the people of Mobotropolis hear another howl, a loud, high-pitched one with a feminine turn. Everyone pauses what they are doing for a few moments after her cry pierces the sky, and none of them know what it is they are hearing.

Meanwhile, the howl rages through Antoine's very being. He groans out, hilting against her, shooting up deep inside her womb again, plastering her with all the seed he can muster, and holding tightly onto her. "Mon... Dieu..." he growls, breathing deep of her fur at her shoulder. "How full... can you... get...?"

"As full..." Sally says, shuddering, groaning, "...as your cock can make me."

And so, throughout the night, Antoine does his best to fill Sally up as much as he can. Together, they thrust and fuck with a renewed passion for one another, discovering more about their bodies than they could have ever guessed. But all things must end, and soon, the two fall together, lying sprawled on eh bed, still connected by the coyote's knot.

That doesn't matter as they snuggle together, nuzzling against one another.

"Goodnight, my flower," Antoine says, kissing Sally. "I shall see you in the morning."

"You too, my mate," she coos, patting him on the side. "Hold me close, and don't ever let go."

And soon, as they find themselves drifting off, the two of them hold onto each other's arms, confident and ready to face the next day and every day after that, no longer afraid to face everyone else with the wonderful news of their bonding.