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Dusk was approaching.

Akimere loved this time of day. The heat of the noon was no longer oppressive, and the cold of the coming night was yet to seep into the stones on which she was lounging. A small bird that was more sound than body was singing a farewell to the day, a rival answering its call further down the slope. Amber light found a way beneath the large clouds as they were dumping a scattering of rain on the horizon. The unseasonal drizzle was too distant to smell. Instead, she only scented dust and dry veldt around her as she breathed in. And of course, the Karoo Gold flowers that bloomed across the kopje she had chosen as her throne for the evening. They gave off a light smell, initially helping to mask the musky odour wafting from her, helping her a little to ignore her season. But there was only so much the tranquil sights, sounds and smells of nature could do to bring her peace of mind. The annoying itch between her thighs has only grown worse. More difficult to tolerate. There was only one thing that could soothe her building irritation, only one thing she craved. And he had decided it was a good idea to be gone the whole day, patrolling the boundaries of their territory.

The whoosh of features was the only warning that her solitude had finally come to an end. She barely had enough time to brace herself before Isumar's shadow fell over her. But the expected impact never came. Instead, he landed close by on the rocky outcropping she lay on. Far enough to respect her personal space this time, but close enough to make it clear he was not just passing by for a quick greeting. When he didn’t speak, she turned to look curiously at him. His posture was tense, the burnt-silver mane that ran along his spine standing out even more starkly against the rich brown fur on his back as he held the thick hairs erect. As soon as they made eye contact, the black fur of his neck and chest joined the display, puffing up as he rose onto his hind legs. His wings flared wide, letting the rich light of the sunset flash off the brilliant white underside. It was an impressive sight that could have intimidated any rival or threat... if only he didn't utter the cutest little growls and hisses.

Was he courting her?

Judging by the swollen swell of his sheath, he definitely was. His lower belly had been fully exposed to her the moment he rose onto his hind legs, and in her state of arousal, it was surprisingly difficult for her not to stare at him. No wonder males lose their minds whenever females allow them to see even just a hint of pink beneath their tails.

"You're trying too hard," she said, feigning disinterest as she pretended to turn her gaze back to where the sun was reaching for the horizon. He deflated, and she had to bite back a lighthearted giggle.

"You don't approve?" He lowered himself into a more comfortable stance, the bristling fur relaxing once more across his whole body.

"I never expected you would feel the need to impress me." Akimere struggled to avoid looking back at him. She did not want to admit that his little display had worked. Despite herself, she could not deny how her heartbeat had picked up ever since he arrived. Or how the region below her tail was already growing more itchy than it had been the whole day. And moist. By the Heavenly Twins, she couldn't remember the last time she grew so wet this quickly. She tried to convince herself that it was just the musky smell of a virile male that was affecting her, but deep down, she knew she enjoyed watching him show off for her. That he cared enough to make time for it, even if she thought the dance silly. It made her feel even more special to him, somehow, and a part of her wanted to ask him to go through the whole ritual. But she knew better than to encourage him.

"You were not in heat the previous times." Isumar spoke softly. Carefully even, as if unsure how to proceed from here. But then she heard him sniff loudly, and she just knew that he had caught the first whiff of her arousal. When he spoke again, his tone had shifted to the more playful teasing she was used to. "So, if the old ways don't impress you, I assume you prefer a more direct approach."

Akimere made the mistake of looking at him instead of bracing herself again. So she was taken completely off guard when he pounced. She let out an indignant squawk as he pushed her onto her side and pinned her beneath his bulk. His snout buried itself into the fur of her neck, and he inhaled deeply before he countered her struggling with a very suggestive lick along her jawline. She shuddered. The heat of his body against hers, the way he pinned her so effortlessly and caressed her so lovingly at the same time, oh, how it tickled all the right nerves.

"You are insufferable, you know that?" she growled, but she made no serious attempt to throw him off. She could. They both knew that.

"I like to think I'm persistent."

"Horny is more like it."

"But you still love me, right?" His breath was hot against her neck as he blatantly sniffed her scent. The rumbling that emitted from his chest made her heart skip a beat.

"With behaviour like this, you're lucky that I know how much you love me in return."

He nipped at her ear. "Then what is it you want me to do?" The purr in his voice spoke of his confidence, the knowledge that she was eager to submit to him.

Akimere twisted in his grasp to plant her own lick across his muzzle. "Let me get up, and I'll show you."

She half expected Isumar to cuddle her a bit more. Maybe throw in another tease. But the scent of her heat was unravelling his self-control, and he did not wait to be asked twice. With a lusty growl, he got off her and stepped away, giving her the space needed to get to her feet. For her part, the teasing she had been subjected to had riled her up even more than she already was, and she immediately turned her rump towards him. Smirking knowingly over her shoulder as she lifted her tail, she delighted in how his focus narrowed in on her pussy, the desire for her overwhelming any other expression on his face. He reached for her almost in a daze as her scent drew him in, and she gasped when his tongue pressed up against her sensitive flesh.

They were no strangers to each other’s bodies. But when he touched her this time, the tingle his caress left on her flesh was unlike any of their previous matings. She gasped in shock at how sensitive she was. If this was how his tongue felt, what would the real deal be like? She pressed slightly back into his face, but to her dismay, he pulled away sooner than she would have liked. She turned to snarl at him, to tell him to do a better job, but the way his lip curled back in a flehmen grimace made her pause. And the way his bright red shaft spilled free as his sheath lost its ability to hold his erection back made her feel weak in the legs.

He was on her back before she even realised that he had moved, draping his chest across her rump and wrapping his forelegs around her waist. His hips were already moving in small, eager thrusts as he pulled her in beneath his bulk, aligning her groin with his. A needy whine escaped her as he shifted further along her back, and she lowered her chest to the ground, opening her thighs even more to him.

Isumar growled as he licked the nape of Akimere’s neck. “And you called me horny?”

A lusty moan ripped from her throat the moment the sharp tip of his penis touched her overly sensitive folds.

“I’m in heat,” Akimere murmured after swallowing her excitement down enough to get words out. Her flanks quivered in anticipation, and her tail curled around his hips to try to pull him closer. Deeper. “What is your excuse?”

“You are in heat,” Isumar purred without missing a beat. He did not allow her to make another quip, pressing his haunches forward and sliding his erection into her. Both Darahken moaned as their bodies came together, shuddered in delight as he pressed in. Her tunnel was puffy and wet with her heat, and his penis slid home with surprising ease. He bottomed out inside her in a heartbeat, but instead of holding still and savouring the moment as was his way, he immediately started to hump her.

“Oh…Ah!” Akimere moaned, not even bothering to hide her pleasure as her mate quickly settled into a comfortable rhythm. They have mated often before, but it has never felt quite this intense. The feeling of his girth stretching her, the grinding of his firm flesh against her inner walls, it was overwhelming. She was half aware of his tongue lolling out as he huffed with each movement, his gruff vocalisations joining her high-pitched whines as he worked them both up to one of the most mind-blowing orgasms in her life. It took all of her strength and concentration not to collapse under him, especially when his one hind leg shifted onto her hip, and he really started to pound her.

Her world narrowed to where their bodies connected. Time mattered little next to the wondrous feeling of flesh sliding within flesh. So it took her completely by surprise when his knot suddenly caught on the inside of her pussy. She knew what was coming as he snarled and his teeth gripped the nape of her neck. But the sudden, wet heat that bloomed in her belly still made her whole body clench. She cried out as her own orgasm hit, her body pulsing around his throbbing shaft as she received a second, then a third helping of life-giving semen.

The world was slow to return to her. First was the feeling of Isumar’s chest fur brushing against her spine as his chest heaved for breath. Next was his huffing, how his hot breath was puffing in rapid fire over the back of her head. He gave her a loving lick to the ear, a silent signal that his own orgasm was fading into luxurious afterglow, before he shifted and slid off her. His knot pulled a little uncomfortably at her pussy, but he was fully swollen and remained securely locked inside her. It was a good thing. She could feel his seed pool deep inside her, how it was ballooning her vagina with the potential of new life. Even after his proper ejaculations had subsided, his dick continued to pulse weakly within her, working to pump every last drop into her as if she wasn’t already about to overflow. Only his knot kept her from leaking, allowing her womb time to gorge itself on his offering.

No words were spoken as they stood side by side, their tails entwined and groins at an odd angle. Nothing needed to be said. They only purred contentedly, licking at each other’s muzzles as they shared the moment of impossible closeness. Anything else would only have spoiled the mood. They were content to just be together for these few minutes until his knot gave out.

Eventually, his knot popped free. At this angle, his erection was pulled out of her grasp with an obscene, wet squelch and the splashing of overflow onto the ground. The satisfying pressure in her belly instantly disappeared as a generous helping of his seed continued to leak down her inner thighs, some even covering his sheath and lower belly before he was fully free of her. She collapsed onto the ground and rolled over onto her back, spreading her limbs wide with dramatic flair. She was a well-bred female. She might as well play the part.

Isumar grinned as he stepped over her. "Already exhausted?" He dipped his snout towards her groin, sniffing self-satisfied at the sticky fluid that made the fur in her groin clump together.

"Hardly. Just trying to keep from making more of a mess." Her purring returned as his tongue glided over her now impossibly sensitive folds, licking the spilled semen away and soothing the dull ache in her flesh where she had been stretched to her limits. Even if she secretly enjoyed the uncomfortable sensations of being thoroughly bred, the soothing attention her mate was lavishing on her made her heart soar. He has always been the affectionate kind of lover, and she adored him for it. She purred and submitted to him until a warm drop landed on her snout. Looking up, it was impossible for her not to smirk. He was still hard for her, the mingling juices of their coupling making his shaft glisten invitingly in the last light of the day.

"I'm glad to see you are not tired already either," she said, reaching up to lick a glob of slime off the base of his shaft. A surprised twitch rippled through his haunches when she touched him, but his licks did not falter. Instead, he just widened his stance to give her better access as he continued to work his semen out of her fur.

"I'll never grow tired of you." He started to work on a stubborn clump lower down her thigh, only to snort indignantly as she closed her thighs and rolled out from under him.

"Good," she said as she got up to stretch. "Then we'd better not clean up too much." She smirked playfully over her shoulder at him. He stepped closer with a grin of his own, only for her to step out of reach again. "Come," she purred as she spread her wings. "The night is only starting."

She leapt into the sky, laughing as she heard a challenging roar from him and the whoosh of his wings as he followed her. The next three days are going to be intense, and with the male closest to her heart with her, she was looking forward to every second of it. To the west, the sun finally hid its face from the world, the golden light of sunset making way for the softer silver of dusk.