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Chapter 8

Maka awoke groggily from her slumber. The slightly damp stone of her den felt rather chilly under her cushy paw pads. It hadn't always been such, when Han pressed his warm, larger body against her. Back then, it felt as if the stone itself could sense the honest love that burned within the two cougars, warming up with the coming of the day.

Now, it was all frigid, like the rapids of the Zuzeca river. Maka had gotten used to the coldness of waking up on her own by now. It had been three days since an intruder was allegedly spotted prowling the outskirts of their territory. Han was convinced that his family was in peril, yet he showed no clues. Provided no signs of this actual threat. Could it be that the danger was somehow fabricated by his own mind?

Maka shook her head as she began to stretch out the stiffness of the night from her body. First, she bowed on her front legs, unleashing a growl along with a toothy yawn that persisted even when her body shifted over. She bent her hindquarters, a longer hiss escaping through her jaws. Her tail jerked up in the air, trembling like the female's mighty hind paws as her sharp claws scraped along the cavern's resilient floor. Most of the time, the strain of her muscles applied pressure upon her vaginal muscles, and this time, it was no different. Tucked together, her glossy lips kissed each other until she finished stretching, the pleasure hiding within her clenching vaginal muscles fizzling with the ending of her morning exercise. That particular area reflected the emotional neglect she felt deep within her furred chest. Even if she happened to be a mother of two, the urge to feel her mate's warmth throbbing inside her remained a constant desire that needed to be nourished, just like her desire to lap at the cold water of the crystalline river or feast upon the succulent flesh of fresh prey. Maka needed Han's affections, not only his protection or the ability to provide, which he believed to be the sole duty of a male.

With that thought in mind, Maka settled on the ground to groom her genitals. A pungent scent greeted her nostrils. Her nightly emissions fossilized in the absence of grooming, the spiky forest now blocking Maka's gender behind a wall of fuzzy brambles not even her tongue could bother to straighten up.

With a disheartened growl, Maka crawled along the cavern. She caught Han's scent near the exit, leading out of the cave. With her nose following the spicy particles that Han sprayed into the air, she found her mate resting in the grass a hundred meters or so in the forest.

He sat on his haunches, his red eyes undoubtedly staring at the horizon. She could tell by the flicks of his tail that something bothered him, yet experience taught her better than to disrupt her mate's morning ministrations. With her pads barely making a sound on the soft ground, Maka joined her mate and settled next to him, if only to breathe in his pleasant scent, to feel his radiating warmth flow into her fur like a gentle summer breeze.

"He's out there, you know." Han's stern voice broke the silence. "Waiting. Plotting. Wondering if we are ready for him." He turned his head to Maka. "What manner of fool is he, to think he can usurp this territory from me? We've been together for what, five years? How long have we hunted, ran, and mated in this patch of land I secured for my family, Maka?"

Maka's ears flattened under the hateful determination burning within her protector's eyes. Three days, and somehow, she still hadn't gotten used to seeing Han like this. He carried the look of a hunter. The obsession of a predator who'd never let go of his prey no matter if he had to traverse the whole world to catch it.

This was the provider she chose, not the mate she loved. "A bit more than five years." She answered softly.

"Six then," Han got up on his fours, walking towards the nearest tree. "And this parasite, this tumor, thinks it can live off my land? Infest the future of my children?" a fierce snarl made his lips curl up over his exposed fangs. "I will break his legs so that he crawls like the worm he is. No. Not even crawl." Han took a deep breath and turned his contorted muzzle to Maka. "Such filth hardly deserves to live. I should make an example out of him and show my children what happens to the fools that trespass into my lands. Don't you agree, my mate?"

A cold shiver raced along Maka's spine. She opened her mouth to speak, only that...nothing came out.

"What is that silence? I asked for your opinion. When a provider asks, you answer."

"I..." Maka stammered.

"Would you spare him? Is that it?"

"No."

"Then bloody say so!"

Maka shrunk into the rain of vengeance that fell upon her. Through gritted teeth, Han spat more than just his opinion. His hatred latched onto her soul like the beads of saliva that found a new home upon her face. It was a cold, dark, terrifying thing. A monstrous sludge that only took shape in the stories told to her children.

"I...you're right, Han. You are completely right," Maka nodded three awkward times thanks to the shivers that made her body stiff. "You need-need to find him quickly, before he can..."

"Infest." Han lifted her chin with his muzzle. "Go on. Say it. You know what has to be done as well as I do. That's why I chose you. We're mates, right? We do everything together. Continue."

"We need to end him...before he manages to infest... everything we hold dear."

His growl resonated with agreement. "Good. And then what?" Han cocked his head. "How does my supportive mate, the mother of my children, think I should punish this trespasser?"

There was but one word Han wanted to hear. One gruesome word.

"Kill," Maka said. "There can be no mercy. You have to end him."

"And erase whatever filth he sprayed and scratched on my trees." Han added. "I will not have my children live under the threat of some mangy outcast. You will be able to look out for our children on your own, I hope. I cannot expect you to be a match for this stranger in case he sneaks close to our home, but...I'd feel better if you can just keep an eye on them."

Maka's dread lifted once she saw hatred slowly transform back into care. That was a feeling she grew accustomed to. This was the cougar she fell in love with. Without thinking, she brushed along her mate to feel his strong muscles tensing up beneath his glorious coat.

"Maka...I don't think we should..."

She stopped his stammering breath right there with a long lick over his muzzle. "Come back safely."

"It's not me you should be worried about," Han chuckled silently. Maka brushed her head under his neck, but her mate leaped ahead to run off into the forest.

"I love you..." Maka whispered. She wanted him to hear her, not the gusts of wind left by her mate's bounding strides. It took a few seconds for Han's scent to dim to a speck. Just as long as it took her nether lips to flush bright pink with a spasm of heat, for beneath the layer of fear he triggered whenever he became Han the Avenger, that cougar was still the one she chose to spend the rest of her life with.

For that, she had to respect his desires, even if she had little needs of her own. A need that picked at her brain with every step she took back to the cave. The weather was perfect. The silence, exhilarating.

And her nether lips moistened after what felt like an eternity. Surely her adult cubs could fend on their own for a couple of minutes.

"Yes," Maka purred with joy as she settled on the warm grass of a secluded clearing. "My brave mate will make that intruder rethink his actions today, and once that's done..."

Oh, she had a few things in mind on what could happen when Han returned to his normal self. She imagined the golden sun of late evening blaze off Han's pristine fur as he returned from the deadly scuffle with only a minor scratch on his ear. He'd lick her muzzle lovingly, more than once now that the threat had been dealt with, and Maka would purr her heart out, finally happy to have her mate return to his better self.

"Han..." Maka mumbled shakily as she rolled onto her belly to allow the warm rays of the sun to cascade upon her lithe, feminine body. Eyes closed, with her cream belly completely exposed to the gentle caress of the wind, Maka fantasized further on what Han would do to her. She became so enraptured with that scenario that her mind sunk into that beautiful dream, leaving her body back in the clearing.

Han...oh, my mate...

He materialized on top of her. The rigid barbs of his tongue flowed along her nape like the calm waves of a gentle sea. Below her upraised tail, another barbed thing prepared to make contact with her body, and Maka all but shivered with thrumming anticipation.

Please... she pleaded with a cracking voice full of lust. I haven't felt you in so long. I need you, Han... Come back to me. I need you back inside me...

Her nape formed a mound between her mate's jaws. Han's pointy canines sent a jolt of pain as they pressed upon her skin; a jolt that raced along her ruffling spin all the way to the shivering tip of her tail. A tail that jerked and spasmed like a trapped beast before her mate sunk his moist length inside the comfortable shelter of her lips.

Maka froze. Focus washed over her body. Her tail rose high above her pussy to encourage deeper penetration. One by one his barbs pricked her flesh apart with lashes of intense pleasure, and then, he unleashed his essence along with his climactic cry. There was no greater pleasure for a female than to feel the warm, life-giving seed of her mate spurt within her. Curling her lips, Maka yowled out her own pleasure, milking her mate for all he had. Even when his flesh turned soft, Maka grabbed onto him with all her limbs.

This is how it felt to be loved by your better half. This is how it felt to be wanted by the male you selected out of a dozen others. This is how it felt to be filled after a season of complete abstinence. To Maka, it felt like a dark void had just been suddenly filled with all the positivity she abandoned in the depths of the past. Her trembling eyelids squeezed out tears of pure happiness from her cerulean eyes, and she kissed him all over his muzzle, encouraging him to remain inside her for just a while longer.

Fortunately, Han had no thoughts of parting with her, for she was precious; a treasure worth more than any land. He kissed her with the same intense love, and for what seemed like hours the cougars displayed their love through licks, nuzzles, and ways only a feline could understand.

Until Han was ready for more.

Mrrroooooowwwrrrrr! Her yowl encouraged her mate to squeeze harder upon her nape as a way to secure her in place for the treasure that would shortly follow. Maka's limbs all but rattled with excitement for the lances of ivory semen to escape her mate's cock.

But instead of cumming, Han wrestled himself out of the snuggly comfort of her lips...only to smack himself back again through the sea of silky lubrication that made Maka's pussy feel like living velvet to a male's barbed cock.

A short gasp escaped through the female's parted jaws. She believed that the height of pleasure had been attained when her mate's cock filled her lips, but she was wrong. Oh, so blissfully wrong. Working his hips back and forth, Han mounted a series of quick, desperate thrusts that stimulated Maka's oversensitive pussy far more than she ever expected.

Breath caught in her chest. Her legs stiffened, and her vision fluttered with a million butterflies. She almost thought that she was going to pass out from the overwhelming pleasure that kept building up inside her. With every rake of his barbs, her puffy lips became redder as more blood poured into them to make her passage tighter, slicker, and warmer. His endurance too started to falter. Cougars weren't made to last long when the tip of their members was adorned with dozens of tiny nubs. These small barbs that brought Maka so much joy also stimulated the male with the same intense jolts.

H-Han... Maka scratched the ground, unable to voice out her thoughts thanks to the immense pleasure that entrapped her. I can't...hold on any longer...Please, please, please...let it go. Finish...inside me...

As if he heard her thoughts, her beloved mate slammed his ripe sack against her soaked pussy to drive his rigid cock as far as he could into the moist, cherry colored heaven of flesh that was her pussy.

Han yowled...

And then, he came. Jets of scalding semen exploded from his hard, spasming cock like fiery lances, going further into Maka than a cougar's cock ever reached. It was at that point that the little control she still had over her own body completely unraveled, and, accompanied by the harshest, most desperate roar that ever came out of her throat, Maka unleashed her own orgasm. Waves of heat splattered out of her pussy like a tide. The blanket of ooze soaked her mate's cock in fluids much warmer than his own mouth and splattered upon his twitching ballsack like the waves of the sea smashing upon cliffs.

Han's jaws increased their pressure, but Maka felt nothing thanks to the streams of pleasure that kept pumping through her entire body. Her pussy convulsed around Han's cock to milk his semen down to the last drop, and the male absolutely loved that. Buried so deep that his balls covered Maka's lips under their fuzzy guard, Han pumped his fertile essence into her over and over again, his balls drawing up every time a new spurt squirted out of his restless cock, until nothing remained in that hard, beautiful member.

When the mating soared past its peak, that soft, calming tongue replaced the vice grip of sharp teeth. Han's way of saying thank you for allowing me to be your mate. Maka melted in the pleasant sensations brought by his careful tongue. With her eyes closed, she rubbed her back against her mate's belly, purring warmly to the buzz that still made her lips twitch around her mate's deflating cock. Han remained inside her even after he fulfilled his duty as a mate, plastering her neck with saliva, purring in her ears, sealing her dripping tunnel with his maleness until Maka rolled on her belly to see the face of her beloved. A stream of ivory cum escaped from her pussy during the switch, but she didn't mind that. Not when she had such a perfect cougar on top of her.

How would I be able to live without you? Maka thought as she pressed her nose against Han's. You are my protector, the father of my cubs. You are my everything.

Without a word, Han stuck his tongue inside her mouth, and everything became a blur of purrs and moans mixed into a stew of sensual pleasure.

"Han..." Maka whispered. She blinked her eyes.

There was no Han. Only the sun, with its warmth and pale rays.

Maka let out a long sigh as her eyes adjusted back to her surroundings. It was no longer a shock to return to a world colder than what the realm of her memories offered. After more than a hundred times of relieving the better times of her life, such moments became as normal as the crystalline drops that cascaded down her soaked pussy.

Maka approached the soggy pair of folds that made up her pussy. She took a deep breath that made her muzzle scrunch up from the sheer amount of stimuli that assailed her sensitive nostrils. Maka licked her muzzle until the effect passed, then proceeded to do the same to her pussy, draping her tongue over the soft flesh like Han used to do for her many years back.

"Mrowwwrrr," a rebellious purr rumbled in the back of her throat as her tongue began to collect the arousing fluids seeping from her still-fertile folds. She wasn't too old to breed. Not by a longshot. Now that her two cubs were on the verge of sexual maturity, she had every desire to feel her mate inside her again. Maybe even produce a new set of cubs.

That desire pushed Maka's arousal further. She dug her muzzle into her pussy and dabbed the smooth tip of her tongue quickly between her folds. The sensation felt interesting at first, then, like any good thing, the excitement started to wane into monotony.

No...no. Maka pushed harder. I want to feel it again. Feel like...he's back inside me.

So she started suckling on her pussy with the same gusto Han would. By creating a funnel between her jaws and the insides of her lips, she could slurp out the gentle taste of her arousal straight from the embrace of her pussy. It sounded good in theory.

In practice, it felt less than gratifying. Since it acted like a bridge, her stiff tongue hardly matched the feel of a real cock. Her maw was also too well known to her. It felt like tickling yourself, an impossible task that annoyed the rowdy female.

"Mraaawwwrrrr!" She couldn't give up. Not after so many days of abstinence.

Maka stuck a paw in her mouth to lick and suckle onto her own pads. Once lubricated, she slammed the soft thing down upon her sex and tried to use a kneading motion in order to imitate what a real male would do to her. At first, it felt good enough. Her pads were hard enough to apply pleasure onto her folds, and soft enough to avoid scratching the slim flesh of her sensitive lips. Maka believed she could finally reach her orgasm, so she kept at it, first massaging herself with the whole paw, then trying to stick fingers in there, only to taste the sting of unwanted claws.

It wasn't working. With a frustrated growl, Maka threw her head back against the grass as her efforts amounted to nothing more than frustration. She couldn't live up to her memories. Not by herself. Certainly not when she was a pale shadow of the happy female that moved into Han's territory a few weeks after they met. Maka fondly remembered her ability to discharge her liquid lust simply from tasting her mate's fertile member. She used to be so sensitive before she became a mother... Always on the verge of orgasm. Always wet, as if anything could set her off.

Perhaps such days were over. She had new responsibilities now, and, remembering the promise she made to her mate, Maka picked her exhausted body off the ground to continue her journey back to the cave. She didn't find Skan there. Not even a faint trail of his smell. Maka wasn't very worried. It was usual for Skanita to sleep away from home since the start of her heat, and lately Skan had been accompanying her. Protecting her. Maybe, even mate her?

That sounded absolutely ridiculous...yet a part of Maka flourished at the idea of seeing two young cougars discover the joys of mating for the first time, just like she did... even if they happened to be her own children. Lured by this bizarre form of excitement, Maka went in search of the intruder. She first aimed for the high wilderness with its dense trees and prolific vegetation. No sign of any cougar. West, maybe? She knew Han started from the opposite direction, but still, she found nothing.

Her luck changed during an attempt to sate her thirst that led her upstream of Zuzeca river. She found not one scent, but two. Maka quickened her strides upstream, and sure enough, two brown-ish shapes could be seen frolicking on the bank of the river. Maka crouched low to mingle with the vegetation. She slowly advanced upon her unsuspecting children, silent as a ghost. They seemed to play a wrestling game from how they pounced and tackled each other. With the blades of grass brushing along her coat, Maka kept all of her senses focused on the two cougars to avoid an untimely discovery. Though she was sure that she could explain her presence here, a big part of her craved for a genuine reaction from her children. Skanita was in the throes of her heat, after all, her spicy, arousing smell mixing with Skan's more potent musk. Such enticing concoction lifted Maka's heart. Not only were her two cubs perfectly healthy. They were getting along exactly like she wanted them to. Kind of like she wanted for her and Han, actually.

Maka kept on encroaching upon her children. The more she approached, the thicker the scents became. Her heart raced in her chest, making her pupils wider, more focused. Ironically, the arousal of her instincts continued past hunting or observation. Her pussy felt absolutely flushed with excitement. Maka felt the warm drops slither down her lips to soak the ground with her heady scent, but she kept on stalking until she hid behind a group of wild bushes. The moment she rested her hot, leaking pussy on the cold ground felt like a gulp of cold water, slowly stabilizing the frenzied beats of her heart back into normalcy.

With her instincts returning to a less aroused form, Maka fixed her eyes back upon her fully grown cubs. Skan was doing swerves along the rocky shore of the river to avoid Skanita's playful leaps. Interesting, how he chose to let the female hunt him. With Han, it was the other way around. He would never let a female win at anything, as that was one of the acts that undermined his masculinity.

Skan was different. Fair. He let his sister win a few times to keep the game going, and, as they tumbled along the rocks, growling and pawing at each other, Maka felt a dire urge to join her family. Taste just a little bit of their happiness. Her limbs tensed with anticipation...but she missed the perfect moment. Both Skanita and Skan resolved their quarrel with a series of licks and nuzzles that had them tangled in a pile of limbs and tails. They harbored so much affection for each other...yet feelings had a way of evolving into something more intense when heat was involved. Skan was the first to push his head between his sister's legs, and he must have found quite the spot to make Skanita moan from the top of her lungs.

Maka's muscles all but seized up when she saw her son eat out her daughter's fertile pussy with such gusto. He wasn't shy or careful about it, no. After he wrestled his sister on her back, with a forepaw pressed upon her thighs to keep a strong hold on each of her haunches, Skan spread her legs apart so he could sink his tongue deep into the wet, thriving insides of her love-hole.

Skanita's face contorted with pleasure under those first exciting licks. She raked at the air with her claws, rolling this way and that, her toes spreading under the ripples of bliss that coursed through her body. The first climax hit her within seconds. Maka recognized it as soon as her daughter's legs crossed over Skan's slurping head, a position that made the squirting of her heat all the more pleasurable.

Maka licked her lips. Her own body felt restless as she knew too well of the pleasure her daughter felt. After the first few throbs, Skanita laid her head back on the ground. She panted in pleasure, the effects of her orgasms dimming a bit. A rebellious moan resurfaced from her chest every now and then; a testament to her wild, unbridled pleasure. Her unsheathed claws traveled along Skan's head. She kept him down there with both forepaws, and he must have enjoyed it immensely judging by the cloudy drops that gathered upon the cherry colored tip of his drippy member. Maka's nostrils shuddered with want. The air was thick with Skanita's heat, yet it was Skan's arousal that tickled the mother's aroused senses. She was desperately hoping for Skanita to return the favor, and her heart all but leapt in her chest when, after two consecutive orgasms, the female crawled underneath her brother to nose at his cock and plaster his balls with strands of gooey saliva.

Maka rubbed her pussy on the ground. At every second she expected her son to unleash his seed upon Skanita's whiskers...

But fate decided to take a much more unpredictable turn. Skanita brushed along her brother, bumped heads with him, then settled on the ground with her tail raised high enough to invite mounting.

No...Nita, what are you doing? Maka's voice of reason screamed inside her skull. She didn't say that. She couldn't. Not when her own pussy practically wept for the chance to see a real mating. Maka had spent years digging back into her memories in order to piece back fragments of sexual excitement, but that was not the case anymore. Not when Skan, a male in his prime -her son- climbed on top of his own fertile mate. Skanita pushed her head back to nuzzle into her brother, and Skan's pink tongue rushed to meet the velvet fur of her head, flowing in turns across her nape as he prepared to mate with her. Such tenderness reminded Maka of her image of Han. A caring, loving mate capable of putting others above him.

But her instincts focused her cerulean glare on a more basic sight. Skan's member. His mate's heat flared his barbs more than usual. Dribbles of cloudy pre-seed slickened his tip to oily perfection, and the way he inched towards Skanita's puffy, heat-leaden lips was too...It was just too much to bear for a mother who hadn't tasted her mate on either pair of lips. Grinding her lower belly into the ground, Maka stifled the premature emission of fluids that would have forced her eyes shut from the beautiful rod that inched closer and closer to the fleshy gates of her daughter. A plethora of lusts invaded her head before the penetration, but nothing felt quite as intense as hearing her son orgasm inside his first mate. The very first thrust broke down Skan's resilience. Unable to withhold his seed in the face of overwhelming pleasure, the male rammed his hips forward to ejaculate hard inside his mate's glorious pussy. He needed no mating bite for a female in heat. Like him, Skanita orgasmed within seconds, her higher pitched yowl joining with her brother's in a concoction of maddening pleasure that made it difficult for Maka to keep her composure.

Wetter than ever, with her heart racing a million beats per minute, Maka all but lost control of her quivering pussy, splattering her wet need into the grass, fucking it in the same desperate rhythm with which Skan continued to mate his beloved. His desire for her burned so strong that he kept thrusting his cock inside his mate, his spurting, fully hard penis going in and out of her pussy throughout his entire orgasm. He raked her cum-flooded canal with his barbs. Splattered her clenching lips with his cum. Painted her entire backside white with his fertile cream.

And somehow, even after all that exertion, he still had the strength to ram himself inside to unload the rest of his juice into the fertile comfort of her lips. His tail jerked up like mad as his prostate pumped up the last reserves of semen, and once the spasms calmed down, Skan pulled his member out along with a thick gush of thick, savory semen that made Maka's eyes roll in the back of her head.

If the scent was intense before, it now turned into a sexually dazzling spectacle. She could smell every bit of their pleasure in the mixture of their potent, combined fluids, and like her son, Maka found herself unable to withhold the pressing need of her instincts that demanded her pussy to be filled no matter what. Rolling onto her back, Maka slammed a forepaw down on her pussy and humped her pads hard until a slick finger managed to wriggle between her needy folds.

Her entire body quivered once she found something hard between her lips. The orgasm rushed out of her like a frothing river of molten bliss, sizzling past her jaws in the form of a strange, moaning hiss and gushing out of her pussy like a geyser that had just broken through years of built-up sediments. Spurt after spurt of aqueous slime splattered hard upon her pads, turning the stale gray color of her pads a shade darker and infiltrating between her toes to create warm clumps of dripping fur.

It felt so good, but hardly relieving. After only a minute of blissful afterglow, she felt more in need than before. Licking her now-relaxed muzzle, Maka looked back at Skan from her upside down position to see him exchange kisses with Skanita, still balls-deep inside her. They locked jaws together, slobbered over each other's muzzles, and then their lips wrinkled to expose white, snowy canines that trembled and clacked together as the cougars continued to kiss.

Maka traced her eyes along the tense forms of the cougars, pausing on their tails. Skanita's swished calmly along the pebbles that littered the ground, but Skan had his lifted to expose his anus a moment before a strong contraction made the cougar groan in bliss.

"Maaawwrrrr," Skan squeezed his eyes shut. His tail began jerking up in sporadic spasms that announced a second fit of ejaculation, only that this time, Skan remained deeply lodged inside his mate to feed her every drop of his precious cum.

Skanita threw her head back, licking at his jaw while the male climaxed inside her all over again. Her own lips started to tremble, the pleasure filling her body until she was unable to resist it any longer.

The sight of their grimacing faces. The intense sounds of their yowls. The potent smells of their union. All of these stimuli crashed down upon Maka's weakened senses in a burst of ecstasy that caused her to yowl out her own pleasure far louder than she intended to. Gushes of fem-cum splattered between her spreading toes like the controlled flow of a raging river. Desperate to cum again, the female began to knead desperately at her pussy, thrusting her padded toe into her tunnel while her other fingers massaged with desperate kneading motions. Sputtering fluids landed on her fingers. She was a hot mess of fur down there, so slick that she had trouble finding her own pussy. The whole region tingled with spasms of bliss that filled her senses with euphoria.

For a short while, at least. Maka knew she gave her position away immediately after the rush of ecstasy ended. Only...she could not stop from humping her paw even as the grass rustled ominously around her.

"Mowwwrrrrr hhhaawwrrrr...that...that was..." Maka gave up trying to speak coherently with a long, satisfied sigh. Head upside down, with her entire tongue lolling down the side of her mouth, she looked at the two shapes that hid in the vegetation. "Come on out, you two. You can stop pretending to be stealthy. Any wolf, bird or bear with functioning ears would have sensed your steps. Stop pretending you're smarter than me and come out."

Chuckles came from the shifting grasses.

"She's not mad," came Skanita's excited voice. "Maybe it's another cougar."

"That wears our mother's scent? Come on, Nita...I expected her to be more...how to put it. Reserved about this thing, but obviously something is going on." Skan said shortly after.

Reserved? She could have been, if her entire lower region wasn't completely coated in the lukewarm results of her spying activities. Besides, it wasn't like she had the energy to pretend and lie after such a satisfying orgasm. Her entire body trembled with a positive aura of bliss. Truly, she was happier now than she'd been in years. When her children came out into her private place, Maka greeted them with a warm smile instead of the scorn they expected. She would have hugged them too, even licked their fuzzy, silly heads if the cubs didn't put serious effort into avoiding her messy forepaws.

"By the spirits, mother...it looks like the river came to this place," Skanita walked around with a stupefied expression. She dabbed with her paw at the moist ground, then shook it vigorously off the translucent strands that stuck to her pads.

"You know what that is, Nita." Maka said calmly. "No reason to act like a cub around me after I've seen you two-"

"Don't say it," Skanita interrupted. "Please. It still feels weird for me to see you...well, like...this."

"Why?" Skan headbutted his sister. "Can't be stranger than what we've done together." He then inched his head closer towards the ground. His nostrils twitched a couple of times. "You seem to have enjoyed it quite a bit, mother. More than once even." Skan tried to pull himself back, yet the smell of a female, even that of his own mother, caressed his instincts in ways he failed to anticipate. The young male let out an adorable little whimper as he twisted around, pawing at his scrunched muzzle in a vain attempt to make the usual flehmen response run its course quicker.

"Thanks for making this whole encounter stranger, brother," Skanita sighed as she dropped on a patch of dry ground, looking back at her brother with the same clear cerulean eyes she inherited from her mother. "Watching my mother in this sort of situation is not what I ever intended, imagined, or thought about."

"Fate works in mysterious ways," Maka answered her.

"Indeed," Skan sniffled. He shook his head a few times, then sat down next to his sister. "If we go by that logic, mating with your own brother is not something we planned for either. Should I punish you for diverting away from your original plans? Run away into the forest to find a proper mate?"

"That's different." Skanita pawed at her brother's head, a strike which Skan easily avoided.

"Quit it you two," Maka intervened. "What happened happened. We can not turn back time, nor alter the course of the future now that the seed of love has taken root into your hearts."

"Love?" Skanita narrowed her eyes. "Mother, this is just a game, a fun way to pass the time."

"Really?" it was Skan's turn to lash back at her head. "That's what I am to you? A fun way to pass time?"

Maka's laughter brought their attention back to her. "My dear cubs, so innocent to think they can stalk their way around me. I have been with you from the moment you came into this world. Do you think I haven't already known?"

They both stammered in an effort to come up with a suitable explanation. In truth, Maka hadn't suspected they would take it this far. A few licks over their genitals was the most she could conjure, but now that she had been caught in this compromising position, she had to make her own way out of this mess.

"Oh mother. Will you at least clean yourself instead of looking at me like I've just given birth? Your judgmental stare is not going to make me feel any better for-"

"Nita." Maka started, only to be interrupted yet again.

"For mating with my own brother!" Skanita finished with a drawn out sigh. "I know. It's wrong. We know better than this, yet none of you have ever bothered talking about this topic. Father ran away to patrol his territory every time I asked him about males, and you have done an excellent job at avoiding responsibilities. No. Don't speak just yet." Skanita hissed at her mother's attempt to explain herself. "I've been in heat for more than a week. Do you have any idea how difficult it is when your entire body rebels against you for no known reason? How desperate I've become to find a cure for my condition? I've tried my paw, my tongue, and when father spoke of a male cougar I bolted into the forest with only one thought in my mind. To finally mate and be rid of this obsessive heat."

The drawn-out rant sapped the strength out of the young female. She leaned into her brother to purr at the warm licks he administered over her cheek.

"Easy, Nita, easy." Skan said. "She's not your enemy."

"Really? You're going to say that? To me?" Skanita slinked away from her brother, more pissed than before. "Don't tell me to take it easy when you haven't been through this heat. If it wasn't for that wolf to teach me all about the demons that built their pyres inside my tail, I would have lost my mind. I-"

"I know," Skan crawled back into her embrace. "I love you, sister, no matter what happens."

Her words dissolved into a growling purr. Skan draped his tongue over her muzzle, then sought entrance inside her mouth, which Skanita happily allowed. They both felt better after the kiss. Even Maka. Their happiness was her happiness.

"It is good to see you come to an understanding. A female's first heat is never easy, but look on the bright side, Nita. You have a brother who gives you his understanding, shares with you his very heart...I wish I had someone to lean on when I experienced my first heat, but that is a tale for another time. Tell me more about this wolf you met. Was he aggressive? Did he hurt you?"

Skanita had a skeptic look in her eyes. Cautious as ever, her little Nita.

"Come. Sit down next to me," Maka crawled over to drier land. "I realize I have not been the most supportive mother lately, but I am here now, and I want to know everything you two have been through, starting with this heat."

As the three cougars settled down in a circle, Maka began to listen to Skanita's experiences, starting from the very beginning of her heat. The young female went over in great detail over how annoying it had been to wake up in the middle of the night with a racing heart and a flushed pussy that demanded a special kind of attention. Something Skanita was barely aware of. On a few occasions, she even questioned her health, blaming a spoiled meal for her condition.

But all of the cougars knew that wasn't the case. As Skanita ventured deeper into her heat, Skan complemented her story with his own experiences. For a young male like him, close proximity to a fertile female always rewarded him with an unsheathed member that clouded his mind against any sort of reason. To make such moments bearable, Skan pleasured himself in secret, yet it was the curse of a feline to recover minutes after seed was expelled from the balls, and such relief never lasted.

The more her children talked about their experiences, the worse Maka felt for letting them cope alone with such issues. Sure. She said on more than one occasion that she was here now, ready to answer every question, but part of the damage had already been done. With every breath she took, the smell of her son's semen mixed with her daughter's heat-stricken fluids reminded her of a past she could not change.

A past that led her offspring into coupling with each other. This was not the way of the cougar. No living being should have resorted to such desperate measures. And yet it happened, to her own children nonetheless.

Maka tried not to show any hint of sadness or frustration as she continued to listen to her offspring with a kind stare and perked, curious ears. Though a big part of the blame rested on her shoulders, she also possessed the perfect scapegoat. Han. Her once-beloved mate that started to drift apart from her. The reason why every puma apart from their family left this territory. Maka didn't remember how long it took him to fully cleanse his borders of their past friends. What remained in her mind was the grief. Grief for her once loving mate, and worry for the stranger he was turning into.

"Mother? Are you alright?"

Maka blinked her cerulean eyes. She needed to focus back on the present. Wrench herself out of the darkness her mind was pulling her towards. Skanita looked at her with a worried expression that contrasted with Skan's cheerfulness. Resting on the left side of his sister, the lounging male completed the triangle formed by the three mature cougars.

"I am quite alright. Give me a moment to catch my bearings. You have given me a lot to ponder on, Skanita."

"Yes. Give the old den mother a break," Skan joked. "Honestly. Can you blame anyone for getting distracted? You fatten your stories like wild hogs, sister. Sometimes it's better to get to the point quick, or else-"

"You'll find yourself with nothing but your own dry pads to mate." Skanita said dryly. "Are you going to be a pain in the tail when I am just getting to the interesting parts, or are you going to be a good cat and listen?"

"What I'm going to do," Skan rolled onto his back, inching between his legs with a forepaw. "Is exactly what you proposed, sister."

"I can't believe him," Skanita rolled her eyes. "See? This is the cougar you raised, mother. The heir of our father's territory."

"Skan," Maka said. "Perhaps it would be best if you can abstain from relieving yourself in front of your sister."

The male hovered his gray pads over the wet entrance of his sheath, tantalizingly drawing closer to the ripe fruits nestled within a comfortable blanket of tawny fur.

"I'm just joking," he pulled his paw back to laugh at the two females. "How silly of you, mother! To really believe I would just touch myself in front of you! That's not just rude. It's uncivilized!"

Skanita whipped her tail against his backside. "She has seen us do the thing, you blubber-head."

"Oh...right, the thing now, is it?" Skan scratched an itch on the back of his neck with his hind, probably more out of embarrassment than actual need. "Well, go on. Tell mother about these wolves of yours. Maybe she forgets about the thing."

"Why don't you tell it? I've been drying my mouth while you licked your paws and rolled in the grass."

"Only because I was entranced by your tales!" Skan smiled sweetly at his sister. "Honestly Nita, you should know by now I'm not half the bastard your envious side paints me to be."

"You licked your sack right in front of mother."

"Cleaning myself like any respectable cougar should. Can you blame me for wanting to keep clean after how much of my own seed came back out after we did the thing?"

"Oh so it's my fault!" Skanita stood up. "You're blaming me for the complete lack of control you exhibit every time you put it inside me? Mrooowwrrrr, groooowwrrrr!" she mocked Skan's climactic yowls by making all sorts of faces at him. "It barely grazes my cunt and you're already unloading yourself into me like the northern branch of the Zuzeca river after the spring heat melts the snows. And if you'd only stay still like a normal cougar, maybe you'd last longer, but no. You have to keep thrusting in, out, in and out, like you're desperately trying to make up for the pathetic endurance you have."

"Nita, that's...my ears hear but my mind has trouble processing so many words. Hold on. Did you-" Skan remained speechless for ten long seconds. "Am I really that bad?"

The young female's eyes softened a little, and for a moment she seemed to have a change of heart. "You're...well, literally the only male I ever did it with, so it's not like I can compare your performance to another cougar." Skanita said flatly. She settled back on the ground and rested her head on her forepaws. "No. You're not bad. Not in the very bad sense," a long sigh left her maw. "That thrusting thing you do...I like it, even if it gets your seed bursting everywhere. Please forget what I said."

"Mrah, I'm relieved to hear that," a mischievous smile spread across Skan's muzzle. "Because I'd hate to be the one telling mother how you took a wolf inside you."

"I did what?" Skanita jumped back on her feet.

"Don't lie now, sister. It's bad manners to lie to your own mother."

"But I haven't mated with a wolf. I played a little, but that's as far from mating as you are from impregnating a horse!" Skanita ranted. "How dumb do you have to be to confuse a simple game with mating?"

"I wasn't there, so it's not like I can tell the difference," Skan rolled his eyes.

Maka noticed the change in Skanita's posture, but she did nothing to prevent her from pouncing her brother. A rough tumble was exactly what the two of them needed to vent out all of that extra energy. Why, she remembered her first heat like it was yesterday! The desire to prove herself better than her siblings, the irresistible attraction towards the other sex, the wild fantasies that led her mind soaring over the highest peaks pleasure could conjure...Oh, she remembered it just as well as the prickling feeling of her first mate sliding into her. That was a mating she could not soon forget. His firm cock rubbed her insides like no paw or tongue ever did before. The scalding spurts of his pent-up seed erupted into her canal with a force she never witnessed before. Even the bite on the back of her neck came from nowhere, and the sharp embrace of those jaws coupled with the quaking throbs of the male's virile member caused her to pass out from the sheer euphoria that enveloped all of her senses.

If only Han desired her now half as much as he did back then...perhaps she could have been with him, playing, mating, just like her two children did now. Maka sunk her eyes into the ground. She didn't want to moisten again, yet she couldn't block her ears from welcoming that delightful concert of pleasure that rang over the river's murmur. Vivid images of her son's throbbing tail burst into her mind, and suddenly, it wasn't his sister he was breeding, but her, pumping those fast, half-second feline throbs of virile seed into her twitching, hungry pussy.

Maka covered her mouth with both paws. That image...it was too much. The ground under her paws crumpled under her flexing fingers, her fur rising along her body as the pleasure clawed out of her through the orifice only a female could possess. Maka squirmed and clawed several lines into the ground over the next few seconds. The pleasure passed in a blur, leaving only the distinct feeling of wetness under her tail, a feeling that pinned her ears back against her skull as Maka realized she just suffered another orgasm at the paws of her two rutting children.

"I'm so sorry, mother," Skan's voice came, suave and warm like the brushing of his muzzle upon the side of her face. "It's this heat. Messes with our minds, it does. Sharpens our instincts into needles that..."

"She knows, brother," Skanita said from the opposite side. Crouching next to her mother, she parted her jaws just enough to allow her barbed tongue to wash over Maka's furred cheek. "You must have been so strong, to find a mate on your own. Even if there were other cougars around, I'm not sure if I had the patience for courting with strangers. My brother has been with me from the beginning, whereas other cougars are...less fit to share your life with. I want him. I hope it's not too strange of me to say that, but I love Skan."

Maka said nothing. Only her steady purr answered while her children continued to express their devotion and affection for their mother with heads and tongues. They surrounded Maka, keeping her tightly pressed between their bodies so that they shared the same warmth, the same love. Her children. Her treasures. Maka loved them more than she loved herself. More than her mate, even. She loved her children far, far more than any lick could show, even if she tried her best to spread herself between the two cougars. Even if they both were fully mature, such open display of affection nurtured their hearts more than any word ever since they were two lumps of flesh the size of a stone. Their mother's presence meant safety. Her licks, comfort. Age could not change such a basic desire for love, and the three of them kept on the affectionate display until their heads had been thoroughly cleaned of every dust particle.

"My darlings..." Maka whispered as she rested her head between the two white tipped muzzles. "My two specks of sun. My stars...you, Skanita, and you, Skan, have brightened my life like the sun banishes the darkness of the night from the moment you came into the world. Two helpless kittens you were, unable to speak, see, or feed on your own. I have vowed to nurture, care, and protect you until the end of my life, no matter where your steps take you. No matter where you settle, or what mate you take."

Maka paused for a moment. "If it is indeed love that you discovered in the embrace of each other, keep it. Nurture it like I have raised you and be not ashamed with the choice you have made, for the most important role of a parent is not to hunt, judge, or chastise, but to lead their children upon the path of true happiness."

"Mother, that is...a deep thing to say considering the circumstances." Skan commented. "Is that what you honestly believe?" he picked his head up to rest his chin on top of his mother's head, between Maka's twitching ears. "There had been plenty of times when you made choices for us, scolded us, kept us from venturing head-first into danger."

"All that I've done was to guide you both until you grew old enough to make your own choices." Maka said.

Skanita smiled and booped her brother with her nose. "She has you there, my darling. Imagine where we could have ended up if our parents left us completely alone. I'd be bear food, and you'd probably be the omega of a wolf pack somewhere."

"Hey! That's not a very glamorous way to imagine your own brother."

"Taking cocks up your tail? I have a hard time not to imagine the face you make when the leader pops his knot into your frail feline bottom." Skanita frowned at that. "Knot? Is that what it's called, mother?"

"It is one way to name it, yes, but this is not the first time you hear about such a feature, is it?"

Skan's bursting laughter made his sister jump on her fours and pace around as if a hedgehog pricked her paws.

"Oh, come now, Nita. You've only told me the story a thousand times."

"Shut up."

"I can't imagine how it must have felt to be there in the company of such well-mannered wolves. After all, father has worked relentlessly to paint them as merciless demons."

"Can you stop that? What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you, grinding your teeth together and leaping around like that? It's only a story."

"We both know it's far more than that. Now let me focus, or I'll just let you tell it."

After a few more minutes of restless frolicking, Skanita's legs ached enough to sit down. She recounted the story from the very beginning, when she caught the two wolves at the peak of their mating. Back to back, they made an easy target for a cougar to pick on, yet Skanita had other, more personal intentions. After she introduced her tongue to Ite's muzzle -an act of trust that unexpectedly snowballed into a strangely enticing licking session- Skanita learned her mate's name. Tate. A young, shy, yet undoubtedly virile wolf whose seed kept pumping into his mate through the bridge created by his knot while she explained the basics of heat to Skanita.

As embarrassing as it was, Skanita made no effort to skip over Ite's lecture. She explained everything to her mother by demonstrating the events as they happened. First, she relaxed on her back to aim her moist, soft pussy at the curious eyes of her mother. Though Skan's eyes glimmered at the sight of such a prize, Skanita behaved as if he didn't exist to keep the experience genuine, just like it had been at its core: a talk between two females.

So Skanita spread her legs wide to the sides, and with her head laid all the way back on the grass, the whole experience flowed out of her maw like the juices poured out of her pussy back when Ite's tongue devoured her tender, heat-riddled flesh. Skanita kept jerking her legs along with the momentum swings in her tale, keeping them spread far to the sides for as long as she could. Part of her itched to feel the wolfess' velvet tongue wash down her flushed lips again. In many ways Ite had been her first. She taught Skanita the mysteries behind her heat, feasted on the abundant fluids brought upon by the young cougar's heat, facilitated the first and only time when she'd taste a wolf's cock inside her. And even though her joints started aching and a few stray gusts of wind pierced into the darker insides of her velvet passage to chill the warm, narrow hole of her pussy, Skanita still kept going. She kept talking and clenching her nether muscles steadily until she jumped from Ite's hungry muzzle straight to Tate's big, ruddy cock. At that point her heat rebelled in the form of five squirts that splattered on the ground. Mostly. As Skanita picked her head up to look upon the wet results of her arousal, she caught more stray strands of fluids.

Two of those, embarrassingly enough, found a home on her mother's muzzle.

"Oh, mother, I'm so, so sorry for that! Here, let me..." Skanita scrambled up on her fours, chest tightening at the sight of her mother plastered with the beads of her recklessness. She reached with her muzzle to lick the fluids, but her mistake turned out to be nothing too bad. Maka swiped the translucent globes inside her mouth with a flick of her tongue before Skanita's petrified eyes.

"I have cleaned stranger things from my lips, Nita. Your release is not one of them."

"Oh, that's...yeah. Makes sense, when you put it that way. Cubs tend to be gross when they're young," the young female sat back on her haunches, the coldness of the ground undoubtedly a welcome relief for her throbbing pussy.

"You should keep that part away from the grasp of the earth."

"What?" Skanita asked absentmindedly. Only now she realized her mother was talking to her.

"Roll on your back. Let me clean you like Ite did."

A visible shudder ruffled her fur. "Mother...that's...It's just a bit of earth. Can't I finish my story first? We are almost at the end."

Maka dipped her head in acknowledgement. She was old enough to know embarrassment when she saw it, and she didn't want to make Skanita feel uneasy considering the circumstances.

"Alright, let me resume my tale." The young female looked at the sky. Eyes closed, she allowed the wind to breeze through her fur, focusing her mind back on that particular day. "After she revealed to me that no paw or tongue can stifle the need burning inside me, Ite offered me the chance to...experiment with her mate."

"Lick his cock you mean. Tell it for what it really is."

Maka pushed her son's head into the ground. "Don't interrupt your sister when she's talking, son."

"Mraawwrrrr, I'm just..mrrooourrrr I'm being honest."

"Not while I'm speaking," Skanita said. "Thank you for silencing him, mother. As I was saying, Ite allowed me to explore her companion, and I found his...equipment to be quite a lot stranger than ours."

"The knot? Is that what unsettled you?" Maka continued to keep her son's head firmly pressed into the ground.

"Part of it," Skanita closed her eyes. "He had this long, fuzzy sheath, and inside rested this pink rod of flesh with a pointy head like that of an arrow. I used my paw to make it grow, and then....and then I saw his knot. Big. Like two rocks locked together."

"Mrrrhmmm," Maka nodded. "Within any wolf pack, only the leaders mate. The knot ensures successful impregnation by preventing other males from mounting the alpha female, and from what I heard, it feels very filling for the female to grasp onto such a hard, bloated protrusion."

"Mother!" Skanita blurted out. "Where have you heard such outrageous tales?"

"Yes, tell us," Skan joined in. "Do enlighten us with your vast knowledge of the outside world. I miss the nights when you used to talk about different continents, vast jungles, and strange, icy worlds. You know, without punishing me for a joke."

"That sounds fair," the elder female released her captive son. "Do you want to walk along the river? I can certainly stretch my legs a little."

The two cougars heartily agreed with the proposition, and so the three of them walked slowly along the pebbly bank of the north western branch of Zuzeca river. The warm sun of midday cascaded down upon their backs. It was a tranquil, lovely day, and a stark contrast to what Maka knew during her youth.

"I guess I should start from the early months of my life. I was about three months old when the frost started to melt. As you already know, my family lived close to the mountains, where winters lasted well over half a season. On some days it got so cold outside that the wind froze the fur on your body. We were part of a larger colony of cougars that, in order to survive on the scarce amount of prey during the long winters, befriended a few local wolf packs. My mother told me how close our species became, but I didn't believe it until I saw this friendship with my own eyes."

"Yes, we know that, mother. Tell us something we don't know." Skanita said impatiently.

"Well..." Maka thought a bit. "There was this one time during my first spring when a fawn I was hunting took me deep into wolf territory. I was lost for hours, until I heard the unmistakable growl of a cougar mix with a wolf's jarring yelps. Lured by what appeared to be a confrontation between our species, I tracked the sound to an alcove surrounded by boulders, and there, I found them."

"Fighting?" Skan's ears perked up. "Was there much blood around? Split ears, broken limbs?"

"No. They were obviously mating!" Skanita quipped.

Maka brushed her head along her daughter's neck. "A female's intuition is never wrong."

"Oh come on. She gets it right? How ridiculous!" the male drawled. "So how were they mating?"

"Not like what I expected. The cougar was on his back, crying his throat out. I still remember his unsheathed claws sliding through the wolf's gray fur, but no. He wasn't in pain, as I later came to discover."

"He?" the twins asked at the same time.

"He was a male," Maka said with a small measure of pride. "And so was the wolf that stood on top of him. I know. I could hardly understand what was happening at that time too, but after my mother explained it to me, everything made sense. You see, for males, pleasure comes not only from the member, just as seed is not produced solely by their sack. There is a place inside the tailhole, a nugget about the size of a pebble, that produces incredible amounts of pleasure when stimulated, as well as one of the main components of seed."

Skan immediately adopted a look of disgust on his face. "Mother...you're telling me that...I have a third ball inside my butt?"

"In a manner of speaking. It's not the same as the stones you carry under your tail, Skan. I am also a female, so even if I know things, I cannot fully understand some of them. For example, it is beyond me to understand why an organ like that is located in a place where only another male's member can reach it, but I am telling you the truth as I learned it from my parents."

"Y-yeah...this might take a while to understand." The young male started to stray away from the group. "You go on ahead. I just need a moment to wrap my head around this unpleasant discovery."

Maka dipped her head. She could understand the need for privacy from the moment his naked arousal graced her nostrils with the smells of virility. Skan settled on the edge of the stony shore, and although he tried his best to cover himself up with his tail, he could not fully conceal his erection from the sharp eyes of his sister. Skanita ran over to him and pranced around like an hyperactive fawn, teasing him with crude jokes and swipes of her paws as she tried to lay bare his genitalia.

"Nita, is that the best thing you can do now? Give your brother some peace."

"I will...right after I find his third ball!"

A groan of defeat left Skan's maw as his sister spread his legs apart. She cupped his moist, ruddy member between her pads. "Hold still, brother, unless you want your precious seed to coat the inside of my paw."

"Claws, Nita...the claws. Be mindful of mrawwrrrhhh stop that! It's strange!"

His growl did not deter Skanita from pressing a padded finger against the rim of his bare, twitching tailhole.

"Feel how it throbs?" the young female crouched with a mischievous smile on her face. "I most definitely feel it how your muscles try to draw me in, just like my pussy. You're close, brother, and I'm not even inside you yet. What do you think happens if I penetrate your little shelter here?"

"Please...don't. It's stupid, and your claws might really hurt me."

"Hmm...I suppose you're right. But then again, I've let you inside me, so it's only fair you return the favor."

"Skanita, nooooo!"

Her padded finger rubbed around his rim, applying increasing amounts of pressure upon Skan's muscles. Slowly, she sunk into his warm shelter, arid shelter. The unexpected penetration must have felt much better than the male's groans let out. His throbs became slower, and harder, contorting Skan's face in familiar ways.

"Sssaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" the male's hips jerked in a quick spasming succession.

Skan thrust his hips towards his head, and with the momentum flew a line of creamy seed that splattered around his parted maw. It wasn't the first. Not by a long shot. Skan didn't have the time to yowl before his body started to expel the cum from his balls with quick pulsations of mind-rending bliss. He was cumming hard into his own mouth, right before Skanita's dazzled eyes.

"Mother! Mother, look at his ass. It's clenching just like my pussy!" Skanita pressed and massaged her brother's convulsing anus while she stared at the flying lines of cum with a look of utter fascination plastered upon her face. Maka realized this might have genuinely been the first time for her daughter to see her twin paint his body with his own juices, but to her, it was no more fascinating than the coupling she witnessed between wolf and cougar.

"Are you done already?" Skanita pawed at the male's spent cock, then returned to his anus to massage him with his own cum. "Come on, there has to be more."

"Stop...please, stop..." Skan panted.

"Disappointing," Skanita dashed away from him. "Mother! Oh, mother you should have felt how his third ball pumped his seed! You're right, it's there, right inside his ass!" Skanita placed her paw back on the ground. "Do you think there's any way I can touch it? Maybe see it, somehow?"

Maka said nothing as she moved to clean her son's matted fur. Skan protested a little bit, but she had none of his excuses. Starting from his head, Maka went down along his frozen body. Secretly, she had been waiting for the opportune moment to taste his son's release, and the fertile taste of his essence made her heart flutter inside her chest.

"Your throbs remind me of him," she said between licks to distract herself from the heat blazing inside her pussy. Before a mother, she was a female. One that had not tasted a cock upon her lips in many moons. A female that almost forgot the all-too-arousing flavor of cum. "That crying cougar that took an entire wolf inside him. The poor thing could rest only for a few fickle moments before the pressure exerted upon his prostate pushed him into a fresh fit of ejaculation."

"Mother...why are you telling me this?"

"He was like you. Well, a lot dirtier. His entire lower belly was soaked in seed, yet neither wolf nor cougar cared about such details. Not when their bodies merged together in ways we can only imagine."

Halfway through the grooming, she had to focus her mind on something else than ejaculation, lest run into the risk of spilling her own liquid heat all over again. It was only after Skan was fully cleaned that Maka dropped with her belly on the warm stones, tail coiling around a haunch protectively.

"You can take a bath in the river now, Skan. Whatever traces of seed remain in your fur will be easily swept by the water."

"No, mother. I think I will be staying dry for a while longer. Your saliva did a pretty good job at...you know...eliminating the evidence."

"Indeed," Skanita sniffed into his fur. "Though I think she missed a spot."

Skan shuddered when the barb-less tip of that smooth, saliva-coated tongue brushed over his entire maleness.

"You like it? So quick after you spilled your seeds?"

"Do that again and I'll tell mother what you've done with that wolf!"

"Mrah. Don't bother," the young female dropped on the ground next to her mother. "It's nowhere near as interesting as a male having his tail stuffed. Definitely not something you don't know already."

"Will you just tell her already?"

Skanita snorted at her brother. "He mounted me, mother. Ite gave me the chance to have my heat finally subdued, and since the only way to do that came in the shape of a cock, I...I took it."

Skanita closed her eyes. "I can almost picture myself back there, with my tail raised, trembling like my shuddering breath. I feel his claws drag along my skin as he locks his forepaws around my waist. His warm breath cascades upon my nape. A few licks later, he asks me if this is what I want."

Skanita's breath paused. "I say yes," a sigh left her maw. "And then I feel him jabbing around in search for my pussy. His first strike hits my fur. The second gets closer. A third thrust comes, just shy of the mark, and then..." she clenched her jaws. "I told him to stop. Honestly, I tried to reign in my feelings, but it was too late for the both of us. His hips push him forward, and then I feel him slide inside me, so big and hard that I completely unravel from the feel of my first male deep...deep inside me. I climaxed hard even if I discovered a few moments later that what I took was only his tip, yet he still licks my neck and asks if I want this to continue. There is no other answer than yes. In the throes of that maddening heat, I could never imagine myself refusing such an enticing offer."

Skanita blinked a few times, then shook her head off that dreamy stare. "It should be easy to imagine what followed after."

Maka blocked her from retreating into the vegetation.

"Mother, what...what is this? I only wish to relieve myself."

"Your heat overpowers any other smell in the vicinity, Nita. I made a promise to support my children in every way I can, and I do not intend to break it now."

"And preventing me from urinating is part of that promise?"

"Nita...you shared with me a moment that any other cougar would have locked deep, deep inside their mind. Why can you not trust me with the truth?"

"What truth? What truth, mother?" the young female raised her voice. "That I want to pounce my brother right now while you're watching? Or that I crave to have a cock inside me every time I think of anything remotely sexual? This isn't normal. How many of the cougars you knew or heard about from all these bizarre tales coupled with their siblings? A dozen? A few? Or is it none?"

"It doesn't matter what you do. I will always love you." Maka said.

"It does! Can't you see? How will father react when he catches wind of our intimate adventures? He's out there right now chasing rumors to keep his precious family safe. How do you think he will handle the news of his beloved daughter sucking up the seed of his precious heir? We're fortunate if the seed hadn't taken hold already, because if it did..."

Maka felt the shudders of uncertainty creep in. She had to calm her daughter down. That was her duty as a mother. "It can't." she said sternly.

"What?" Skanita blinked in bewilderment. "I don't believe you."

"You will not bear cubs no matter how many times you mate, Nita." Maka repeated. "You can calm down now. Your first heat is more of an adjustment period for your body. A transition from a playful cub into a responsible female, if you will."

"So you are saying that...I can keep mating him?"

"Yes. You cannot get pregnant from your first heat. Trust me. I am speaking from my own experience."

"Thank you, mother," Skanita swiped her tongue two times over Maka's muzzle, then bolted back towards her brother and shoved her ripe, dripping pussy right into his face. Though he was certainly taken by surprise, Skan wasted no time in slurping down the fertile contents of his sister's heat, a translucent stream of honey that cascaded down his twitching lips. His tongue rolled and pressed upon her shuddering folds in ways so wonderful that Skanita shuddered from every joint, face contorting with ripples of bursting bliss.

If anything, Maka was a tad envious to watch her son eat out her daughter in such ferocious ways. Even in his good days Han never quite licked her in the way Skan attacked his sister's naked pussy. He was practically feasting on her!

And Skanita loved every bit of his tongue. She shoved herself back to reverse-hump his muzzle, like she wanted more of that tongue inside her, but after several powerful shoves Skan got the message and tried to clamber upon his sister like a wolf, forepaws latching around her waist, member squirting precum into bare air, balls dancing between her legs as his cock desperately tried to find purchase inside her velvet pussy. The two completely lost themselves in the frenzy of mating, both refusing to relent to the other until Skanita tripped on the rocks. Her belly kissed the pebbly shore, but it wasn't the rough contact with the ground that caused that ear-splitting yowl to escape her jaws.

That distinct honor belonged to her brother, who shoved his cock so deep inside her moist, furless pussy that the bouncing shape of his balls was barely visible under the brown fuzz of his backside. Maka could tell from the rhythmic spasms at the base of his tail that her son was in the process of inseminating her daughter. Skan's tail muscles twitched every half a second or so, each of those jolts pumping a fresh spurt of fertile cum into Skanita's suckling passage. Maka knew what was happening.

But she also wanted to see it from a closer distance. With her belly almost touching the rocks, she moved behind her children to witness details she could not previously see, breathing through her mouth to avoid being overwhelmed by the pheromone-rich concoction that dribbled from their union. Skanita's squelching lips sheltered Skan down to his very balls, the rapid spasms of her pussy stimulating his penis to produce more and more seed. Once inside a female, pressure played an even bigger role than moisture or heat. Skan empathized that example by working his hips further against her body, constantly pushing against Skanita to make sure that every bit of his penis was slathered within those tightening walls.

Maka couldn't cope with the enticing sight for more than a few moments. Her pussy already started to convulse from the trickles of slime that painted the rocks white under the union of the two cougars. She had to run. Had to flee the scene before the arousal overwhelmed her. She turned around, yet in doing so her paw caught onto a sharp rock that lodged itself between her sensitive pads. The annoyance did not draw blood, but it was enough to draw out a hiss of displeasure.

And then, she inhaled it.

That mesmerizing cloud of sweet, lust inducing pheromones she used to coat her mind with during her moments of loneliness. Fantasies that slithered into her being like a wolf piercing into her sensitive pussy. Images that made her climax within seconds.

Eyes scrunched shut, Maka collapsed on the ground. Her pussy unloaded squirt after squirt of translucent slime upon the stony shore of the river, the pleasure so intense that Maka moaned her own version of bliss right next to the mating bodies of her two ecstatic children. She might not have had a physical cock inside her, but the smell and sight of the copulation tricked her body into feeling the exact same pleasure they did. After a few spurts, the need to copulate became so intense that Maka shoved her paw against her squirting lips, and, whimpering pathetically, she started fucking her silky pads just like Skan mated his sister, rubbing her moist entrance with her kneading toes and circling her gushing mound until the raging inferno squirted itself out.

"Mother? What happened?"

Maka blinked her eyes weakly in the wake of the orgasm that left her completely drained of stamina. She could barely move a limb, least of all cover her deeds from the fine noses of her cubs.

"Don't play stupid with her. Give her a bit more time to recover."

What could they want from her?

"What...Nita...did Skan...hurt you?" Maka let out a groan of exhaustion. She felt so weak all of a sudden. So tired. A muzzle rubbed around her head, then a tongue started to lick her, barbed, moist, and delightfully warm.

"Hurt me? No, mother, she's..." Skan's voice came after a few more invigorating licks. "Nita's still worried about cubs, and she told me you promised her something more solid than wisdom. Something...better than words."

"Yes, I...give me a moment to get my bearings straight."

After a few more minutes of lassitude, Maka collected her heavy body from the bed of rocks. Her head was still spinning, yet she could make out Skanita's form a few paces away. She waiting for her, with her fluffy tail lifted high above the milky mess that dripped from her pussy.

Maka crawled closer. She had no energy to be sneaky now, so she just stuck her sensitive nose into the warm creamy mess, then dabbed her tongue over Skanita's tender lips. An unexpected purr flared in her throat as the taste of fertile cum mixed with fertile heat touched the barb-less tip of her tongue. Maka took the sample into the depths of her maw where she analyzed it for a brief moment before she crashed back down with the taste of her children slathering every corner of her mouth.

"You're safe..." she mumbled softly, the potency of the scents instilling a surreal feel in her. By all accounts, she felt lost in a strange, yet pleasant dream where actions such as these knew no consequences.

"What? Are you sure, mother?"

"No risks. None whatsoever," Maka nodded, then pointed towards the cluster of vegetation. "Go. Rest. I need to...lay down for a while longer."

She waited for them to turn their backs to her, and as soon as they started moving towards the green expanse, Maka allowed the lust that had been creeping through her body come out in the form of a fierce, hissing, moaning sort of snarl. The aftermath of sniffing the fertile union of her cubs, and more, tasting the combined ejaculate of two freshly mated cougars, had a much more powerful effect than she anticipated, turning the little strength she had back into wild, unquenchable lust.

Curled around herself, with a paw massaging desperately into her dripping sex, Maka whimpered in blissful torment as her pussy started leaking its contents all over again. Her cubs grew so fast...They were fertile. Both of them. Able to produce a family of their own.

Yet she couldn't bring herself from divulging that terrible truth. It would surely ruin their happiness. Maka understood that much as she looked upon the departing forms of her children, happily bumping into each other, lost in their perfect dream. It was once her dream as well, but life had robbed her of that, if they could live out that fantasy maybe it would all be worth it one day.