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The leaves of the trees around Gaios had taken on a fiery hue since his last visit to Tyndrevoss. The sky was overcast with clouds, and a cool, autumnal wind blew between the longhouses and around the rims of his overcoat as a constant reminder that the tepid, pleasant summer days were over. The wolfdog inhabitants of the village around him had adapted to the shift in weather with thicker, fluffier winter pelts, and they were still all going about their business as usual. The village center was brimming with life as the tribe's females prepared a feast from the fruit of the most recent harvest, and the young ones were running around the merchant as if they had never stopped since his previous visit.

Few of the kids cared about the human visitor's appearance. At most, they included him as another obstacle in their game of tag, but their mothers always kept an eye on the mature merchant. Some were wary, some curious, others intrigued by his presence, their expressive ears angled, raised, and tilted, their tails high and low, stiff and wagging, and quite a few sampled the air in his wake with flared noses. Everybody knew why he had returned at this special time of the month, but nobody questioned his motivations as long as it lined their pockets with gems and coins. Especially the pockets of a certain hazel wolfdog.

Gaios let his eyes wander, trying to make out Lyca among the other tribeswomen and fire pits, but he couldn't spot her anywhere. Once, twice, thrice, he paced back and forth across the village center, pausing at the edge for another sweeping look, but to no avail. During his search, the curiosity of most wolfdogs in him faded, but the ignorance of the bustling crowd only highlighted the interest of a single young, silver-gray canine in her late teens. Her blue tunic fluttered in the wind as she approached him with cautious steps and a wagging tail.

Stopping in front of the merchant, the female wolfdog inspected him with curious blue eyes and a twitching nose, a strand of saliva running down her chin.

"Hello…" Gaios greeted her, only to be cut short by her.

"Hi, mister! You're looking for something?"

Technically, the merchant was looking for someone, but he decided to postpone his search as he looked at the female in front of him, so young and eager. Taking a deep breath, he sampled a whiff of her scent, and while his nose couldn't tell apart the finer details, it still told him all he needed to know. Beneath her canine musk, that familiar mix of earthy and pungent odors of soil and fallen leaves, lingered a distinct, almost nauseating sweetness of a bitch in heat, that intoxicating twang of fertility.

Finally, Gaios nodded with a smirk and replied, "Yes, I'm looking for trading opportunities."

The female's tail swished even faster at his words, and she cocked her head, "Are you talking about food or other wares?"

"I'm talking about the kind of service I'd gladly pay you for with a bundle of exotic herbs," the merchant said, reaching for his bag to pull out a small cloth satchel of crushed cinnamon sticks, cardamom seeds, and other precious spices from the far south.

The wolfdog snorted in surprise and leaned toward the satchel, pressing her nose against the fabric to huff it with excited breaths. Then she slipped out her tongue and licked it, only for Gaios to pull it away from her muzzle. "Does that sound like a deal to you?"

The canine woman whined as the merchant put the satchel of spices back into his bag. Then she licked the drool off her muzzle and waved at him with one hand. "That sounds like a great deal, mister. Come, I know a spot where we can trade in peace."

The smile on Gaios's lips widened and he nodded. "Wonderful! Please, go ahead. Lead the way."

The merchant felt quite a few glances on his hide as he slipped away from the village square with the eager female. Judgmental, longing, intrigued, and concerned, the other tribeswomen bore a wide variety of expressions as they all knew where the two of them were headed and what they were planning to do. It was an open secret, lucrative and tempting for some, taboo and inconceivable for others, and an unparalleled thrill for him as he followed his partner across the largely empty alleyways between the longhouses.

Finally, the wolfdog stopped at a dead end by the palisade, inside a narrow nook between the wooden walls where they were hidden from direct view of the alley. Turning around, she held out her hand and said, "Your part of the deal first, mister."

"Of course," Gaios chuckled and pulled out the spit-soaked satchel, putting it into the female's palm. "Now, show me…"

Before the merchant could finish talking, the young canine woman already bent forward and braced herself against the wooden wall. Her tail swished wildly and her whole body quivered with anticipation as she struggled to pull up her tunic, but that only got him more excited as he spotted a teasing glimpse of her bulging leather panties.

"Fuck, you're hot," Gaios grunted, licking his lips while he dealt with his own tunic. He pulled up the silken fabric and dragged down his underpants just enough to free his cock from its tight, stuffy confines. The promise of the wolfdog's tight, wet pussy had gotten him rock-hard, his shaft throbbing and leaking with pre as he wrapped his hand around it for a few firm pumps while he waited for his partner to bare her backside.

A few moments later, the merchant was finally greeted by the young bitch's fat spade. Her heat had left her triangular black vulva puffed up and swollen like a pillow, pulsing and glistening with her juices while it exuded a rich cocktail of her musk and sweet, potent pheromones. Her body was begging for a proper breeding, and she whimpered with burning need as she raised and pushed out her butt further, shaking it at him, "Please, put it in already, mister! This heat is driving me up a wall and I need a cock inside me now."

"I'm on it," Gaios chuckled and wrapped a hand around the wolfdog's waist, keeping her steady while he guided his turgid cock toward her snug, plump cookie. His tip met her engorged entrance with a wet smack, the gentle touch alone eliciting a rippling shiver and a shaky gasp from her lips before he drove it inside her with a firm thrust, stretching the Y-shaped crease at the center of her spade into a round O.

Warm, wet, and wonderfully tight, the canine's pussy wrapped itself around the merchant's cock like the snuggest hug as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her. A growing frenzy of powerful contractions accompanied his plunge, and where he groaned at the heavenly stimulation, his partner burst into a breathy, uncontrollable whine of pleasure at his girth. Her voice brimmed with a mix of unparalleled relief and insatiable desire for more, and her legs started trembling violently, weakening to the point where she struggled to stand upright.

A wet plap accompanied the end of Gaios's first thrust. He had claimed the needy, fertile wolfdog all the way to the balls, his testes resting against the quivering tip of her spade, but he didn't linger on his accomplishment. Like her, it only left him longing for more, and he bent over her, embracing her in a big, tight hug from behind before he yanked back his hips and began to plow her with a horny grunt. "Fuck, you're one of the tightest bitches I ever had."

The wolfdog's pussy squelched and flexed harder at the man's every stroke. Her swollen vulva got dragged out every time he pulled back, seemingly unwilling to let go of his girth before it released it in a messy splatter of her juices, only to bulge outward as he slammed his schlong inside her, again and again. Meanwhile, he tightened his hug around her, shoving his face against her neck to revel in her heavy canine musk, to shower her hot fur with lusty licks and kisses. Sliding one hand into her cleavage, he copped a feel of her perky breasts while he fucked her, squeezing them, rubbing and stroking her stiff buds while she lost herself in ever-noisier whines and moans.

Spurred on by the bitch's delight, Gaios went faster and faster, greedily pursuing that addictive rush of pleasure. Pounding her in an almost feral blur, his balls slapped against her puffy, clenching spade and splattered her juices everywhere. And while he poured his whole lust and strength into rutting her heat-ridden pussy, the stimulation overwhelmed her to the point where her legs shook so much that she struggled to stay upright. She dug her claws into the wooden wall of the longhouse that hid their tryst, but it wasn't enough to keep her standing and she finally collapsed on the ground with a breathy whimper, leaving deep gashes in the wood.

The merchant grunted with surprise as his partner slipped out of his hold. Suddenly, the wet, clenching heat around his cock disappeared, leaving it throbbing and pulsing in the uncomfortably cold air, but not for long. Seeing the female wolfdog on all fours below him, ass up and tail hiked in the same position as her feral ancestors, he dropped down on her back and embraced her with unbroken ardor, sinking his member back into her fat, fluttering folds to continue the pounding with twice the force and fervor. Groping her tits through the fabric of her tunic, he growled, "You like getting fucked like that, bitch?"

"Yes! H-harder! Harder, mister!" the young wolfdog squealed, drool spraying from her open muzzle.

At the same time, her backside suddenly got a lot wetter than before. The slurps and squelches grew noisier as a gushing, radiant heat engulfed Gaios's cock. The hot outpour didn't last long, but the pungent smell of her piss remained like the small puddle of urine and juices between her legs, mingling with her thick musk into an acrid petrichor of primal, feral arousal that riled the man up even more. Hammering her with mindless lust, his groans and huffs grew heavier, louder, and more desperate as the tension in his loins surged and his climax approached with the inevitability of a charging bull. Losing himself in the rush, he grunted, "Fuck, this is so good. I'm gonna cum."

"Yes! Cum for me! Cum inside! Give it to me!" the wolfdog cried out, bending over backward and rolling back her eyes in horny anticipation.

The canine's vociferous pleading gave the merchant the kick he needed to push past the edge and unravel into a powerful orgasm. Hugging her firmly against his chest, he moaned into the warm, silver-gray fluff of her neck as his mind exploded into a firework of bliss, and the rest of his body followed suit. Burying his cock balls deep inside her plump, dripping spade, he stuffed her with a frantic volley of squirts, dousing her channel with rope after rope of his thick, gooey seed.

"Yeeeees!" the wolfdog howled out. A forceful ripple raced through her as she joined her partner's orgasm, and her muscled tunnel erupted into violent contractions, kneading every inch of Gaios's swollen member and milking the cum from his clenching nuts. Her spade flexed just as hard, tightening up in an attempt to trap his knot inside her, and when it didn't find one, it convulsed all the harder, stubbornly trying again and again with a ferocity that overwhelmed his senses and catapulted him into even greater spheres of rapture.

The merchant spent another sweet little eternity in perfect bliss, spurting his cum into the wolfdog's greedy channel until it had drained him dry. Only once he had nothing more to give, he crashed out of his high and back to reality, collapsing on her back as all tension dissipated from his limbs. Meanwhile, her orgasm continued unabated, the force of her contractions growing increasingly uncomfortable for his oversensitive cock, but his strained grunt and grimace turned into a thoroughly satisfied grin once he extracted his member with a slimy slurp. "Ah, that's just what I needed," he sighed, kissing the back of her head and squeezing her breasts one last time before he loosened his hug and pulled away from her.

Kneeling behind the whimpering bitch, Gaios licked his lips as he watched her ebbing climax. A mix of his cum and her juices gushed from her convulsing cookie, only to be followed by a stream of cloudy gold as the tension in her spade slackened to the point she couldn't keep her urethra cinched. The rest of her body trembled from the aftershocks of the pounding, her voice quavering with need, and although she looked desperate for more, she whimpered, "S-so much. So good. Thank you, mister."

"You're welcome, and I have to thank you just as much because this was incredible." Taking a deep breath, the merchant inhaled the pungent aftermath of their romp, savoring the smell of a well-fucked bitch in heat before he tucked his softening, soaked cock back into his pants and got up. He didn't leave right away but stepped beside her to offer her a hand, helping her back up on shaky feet before he rewarded her with a sparkling blue aquamarine from his satchel. "Here, you've earned this too. It matches the beauty of your eyes."

"T-thank you."

Gaios grinned as the young wolfdog's tail wagged up a storm and he patted her head with a chuckle before he turned around to continue looking for Lyca. On his way back to the village center, he also came across a pair of very flustered females, but the realization that they had likely heard their wild fuck couldn't wipe the merry grin off his face. That's why he visited Tyndefoss so often, after all, and left their tribe richer every time.

Passing through the village, the merchant eventually asked a group of tribeswomen by the fireplace if they had seen Lyca. Among murmurs and whispers, they pointed him to the cornfields outside the village, and he realized that she was waiting by the same tree where they had embraced each other before. Frankly, he felt a little foolish that he hadn't thought to check there yet, and he wasted no time leaving the village, rushing across the fields and gardens to get to her.

There she was! Veiled in her sturdy leather tunic and a thick, gorgeous brown winter pelt, Lyca sat on the roots of the tree that overlooked the ocean of golden stubbles that spanned the harvested fields. When she noticed Gaios just a moment later, her ears perked up and her tail began to swish. However, she cocked her head as he drew closer, and she blinked at him in a mix of disappointment and confusion. "Gaios. I was already wondering when you'd come," she greeted him, her nose fluttering as she sampled his scent. "You've been busy?"

"Uhh, yes, ummm… I was actually looking for you when I was intercepted, and…"

"I know and it doesn't surprise me. Nia has been in a dire heat ever since this morning, and all the males were out on the hunt already," the brown wolfdog remarked with an amused smirk.

"R-right. What about you? How are you feeling? I hope you're not struggling too much with your heat," Gaios stumbled out, blushing as Lyca so candidly called him out. Reaching for his satchel, he was about to pull out a few pearls he had bought for her when she grabbed his wrist and shook her head.

"I actually didn't go into heat this morning, and I don't think I'll go into heat anytime soon," the wolfdog replied.

"What do you mean?" Gaios asked, puzzled. Yet, her words stirred something in the back of his mind, and he furrowed his brow, "Wait, are you…"

Lyca nodded. Her frown turned into a nervous smile as she let go of his wrist and reached for the seams of her tunic, pulling it up with tender slowness to reveal her fluffy, light-brown belly. Where he remembered her nipples as small dark nubs embedded in her fur, they had grown into thick, plump buds, capping two pairs of soft, swollen teats, and her two breasts had gained plenty in size and softness, not yet milky, but plump and full in preparation to feed her hungry cubs. "Yes, I'm pregnant, and you're the father, Gaios."

"What?" the merchant gasped, his eyes wide as the full moon. "B-but, I… I'm human, you're… how… how's that even possible? How can you be so sure that I'm the father?"

"I can barely believe it either, but you're the only one I mated with since we last met," Lyca revealed with a shaky voice. "You're literally the only one who could've knocked me up. I- I'm pregnant with our children right now."

Gaios stared at the wolfdog for almost a minute, at a complete loss for words as he struggled to comprehend what she just revealed. It should be impossible for him to impregnate a wolfdog. They shouldn't be compatible. Yet, he didn't doubt that she was telling the truth, and when her ears folded back, her tail drooped down, and the shine in her eyes dimmed, his heart twisted in his chest and he spoke, "Never in a thousand years would I have expected this, but I believe you."

Lyca's ears tilted up again, her muzzle slightly ajar as she peered at him with cautious hope. "Y-you do?"

"Yes, I do. I really do."

Biting her lip, the wolfdog hemmed and hawed for a moment before she asked, "A-and what do we do about it?"

The ramifications of Lyca's pregnancy had just started to unfurl in Gaios's head, but the more he thought about it, the more excited it made him. Not only was he becoming a father, but he was having children with the most gorgeous wolfdog he had ever met. A glowing smile grew on his lips, and he promised, "I'll do whatever it takes to help you raise our children and I'll stay with you, no matter whether you remain with the tribe or come with me." Wrapping a hand around her head, he pulled her closer. "I'll make it work because I love you, Lyca. I love you so much."

Lyca's jaw dropped and she stared at the merchant for a speechless moment. Then her face lit up with pure happiness and she nodded. "I love you too, Gaios."

Gaios's heart leaped with joy and he locked his lips with Lyca, gliding his tongue into her muzzle and sharing a deep, passionate kiss with her. Steadying her head with one hand, his other slipped onto her chest, exploring her engorged tits and teats with eager rubs and strokes. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on," he swooned, playfully tugging on one of her nipples. "And you look so incredibly hot like this."

"Oh Gaios," Lyca moaned, her hot breath washing over his face as she peered at him with half-lidded eyes. Her earthy, comfy musk filled his nose, and while it lacked the zesty tang of heat, her arousal was all the hotter and sweeter. "Oh Gaios, how much have I missed you. I've waited so long for this moment, and I'm so glad that you're here. Ah…" With a shaky gasp, she pulled down her panties and revealed her plump black spade. It wasn't quite as swollen and puffy as during her heat, but it was as tight and soft as ever, engorged with arousal and squelching as it overflowed with her sweet, pheromone-laden juices. "It's been a month and it feels like my body is on fire. Please, I need you inside me."

"With the greatest pleasure, my dear, but allow me to pay your beautiful body its proper respect first," Gaios replied and dropped to his knees in front of the sitting wolfdog. Before he gave her what she so desperately craved, he put his hands on her thighs and gently pushed them apart, eager to take a closer look at the cookie he had so unexpectedly filled with life. Inching closer, he also gave it a sniff, sampling her sweet, intoxicating musk before he darted out his tongue and dragged it across the squishy, soaked black folds, filling his mouth and taste buds with her tangy aroma.

Lyca's whole sex clenched up at the man's touch and she whined with arousal. "G-gaios, please."

With a pert grin, the merchant circled his taster around her spade one more time before he plunged it inside, delving for her hidden clit. He knew he had found it when the wolfdog tensed up hard, digging her claws into the tree root she sat on with a high-pitched squeal. He didn't push her any further, though, savoring her powerful reaction as it lasted before he pulled out of her and got up. Licking her juices off his lips with a satisfied hum, he began to undress. First, he removed his tunic, and then his pants, baring his body and skin to his partner's eager, wanton eyes. The part she desired the most, however, was still veiled in fabric, but the soaked bulge on his underpants nevertheless made Lyca drool and whine.

"You like what you see?" Gaios teased.

Lyca rolled her eyes and snorted, "I'd like it more if you put it inside me already."

Gaios nodded, his grin widening as he pulled down his briefs and tossed them aside, revealing a cock still glistening with the juices of his previous encounter. Then he straddled the root in front of the wolfdog. "If you need it so much, why don't you take it how you need it?" he cooed and pushed out his hips, pointing his thick, throbbing member right at her. "I'm all yours, Lyca."

The canine's eyes widened and her tail wagged with excitement. "You want me to ride you?"

"It would be a pleasure~"

The merchant needn't tell Lyca anything else. Like a cat pouncing on its prey, she jumped up and onto him, hugging him tightly against her warm, fluffy frame with her ass hovering above his lap and cock.

Gaios chuckled as Lyca glomped him and shoved her cleavage into his face. Buried between her soft breasts, he closed his eyes and parted his lips to shower them with licks and kisses, inhaling and tasting her musky, intoxicating aroma while she tried to align her dripping spade with his tip. Before long, her puffy pussy pressed against his shaft, and she instinctively began to hump it with a needy whine and wet, sloppy squelches. Yet, she was too impatient to get any further than that, and with every stroke, her movement grew even more desperate.

The merchant assisted the gravid wolfdog with a single motion of his hand. Grabbing his cock, he angled it straight up so her cookie met his glans head-on, and just a moment later, her plump folds parted to receive the rest of his shaft in a wet, hot hug. Plunging down with horny force, she took him all the way to the balls before she even knew what was happening, but once the realization hit, it hit her full force. Where her heavenly tightness elicited a groan from Gaios's lips, she burst into a deep, guttural howl of relief, her whole body shaking with joy. "Ah, yes! Fuck! Finally!"

Lyca didn't linger long on the initial burst of pleasure but continued to move her hips before she finished talking. Eager for more, desperate for more, she rode her partner with big, powerful jumps, bouncing onto his cock again and again with wet smacks and slurps. Her muscled black spade stretched and bulged around his girth, squeezing and massaging him with powerful contractions while her furiously swishing tail kept yanking her hips from side to side.

Gaios couldn't have asked for anything better than her eager riding, and while the wolfdog humped him in a horny frenzy, compensating for weeks of pent-up arousal, he lavished her swollen breasts and teats with his love. As she moved up and down, he showered all of her nipples with licks and kisses, rubbing and squeezing them, tugging on them as if he was trying to milk her, and his ministrations amplified her howls with effusive delight.

Where Lyca's tits wouldn't yield milk yet, her spade made all the more of a mess. Between its frenzied contractions, it squirted juices into his lap, dousing him with her scent and an unmistakable hint of her urine to mark him as hers. Gaios didn't mind it one bit. No, he eagerly welcomed it, and the thick, potent cloud of her musk made him even harder and more receptive to her eager humping, her hips a blur as she carried him toward an orgasm on a ceaseless wave of pleasure.

The wolfdog still beat him to it. Within a minute, her moans and whines heated up like her body, dripping with mindless lust while her drool spilled from her lolling tongue onto the merchant's head. Her movement grew more forceful, erratic, and desperate, and her contractions more intense, the tension inside her building as she barreled toward ultimate relief. "Gaios, I'm so close! I'm about to cum!"

"Yes, don't hold back, Lyca! Let it all out!" Gaios groaned, and the next time she dropped down into his lap, he wrapped a hand around her head and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Locking lips and intertwining tongues, he reached between her legs to give her tense, stretched spade a playful squeeze.

It didn't need anything more to trigger Lyca's orgasm. She broke away from their kiss and tossed back her head, erupting with a guttural cry of bliss. Her whole body shook in his hole and her tight, muscled channel burst into violent contractions, squeezing every inch of his buried, sensitive cock with a single goal in mind: his cum.

The intensity of the wolfdog's orgasm overwhelmed the merchant as much as it overwhelmed her, and he joined her vociferous high just seconds later with a heavy, throaty groan. Clutching her against his chest, he gave her greedy spade what it craved, his cock flexing inside her rippling depths to paint them with squirt after squirt of thick, gooey seed. In return, she squirted more of her hot, sticky juices into his lap, soaking his skin until it dripped from his clenching balls and streamed down his thighs.

Gaios spent a sweet, little eternity wrapped up in his mutual high with Lyca, thinking about nothing but the gorgeous wolfdog, her beautiful body, and her miraculous fertility. Right now, she was his world. He only had eyes for her, and he cherished every breath of her thick, pungent scent, every twitch of her tight, hot channel, and every moan and whine from her lips. Even when his climax inevitably ebbed and his mind cleared, dropping him back into messy, dirty reality, he delighted in her continued contractions and kept her close to his breast, refusing to pull out even as his cock grew oversensitive to the persisting stimulation.

"Ah, that was absolutely amazing. Your vigor, your passion… we definitely have to do this again sometime," the merchant sighed with a rapt smile.

"Yes, that was exactly what I needed. Thank you so much, Gaios," Lyca replied, her voice still trembling with bliss. "I love you."

"I love you too, Lyca," Gaios replied, meeting her in a quick kiss before he leaned over to the side, reaching for the pile of his discarded clothes beside the tree's root.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm just looking for something I wanted to give you," the merchant cooed before he pulled up his satchel with a triumphant smile.

Lyca watched him with bated breath, her tail wagging in anticipation as he dug through his treasures to pull out a pearl necklace. "Here, this is for you," he said, sliding it around her neck.

The wolfdog's eyes sparkled with joy and she dragged him into a tight hug the moment he was done. "Oh, thank you, Gaios!"

"You're welcome, love," Gaios replied with a blissful smile and returned her hug, pressing his hot, sweaty chest against her silky soft fur and tits. And even if he had to let go of her eventually, he would no longer have to leave her side when this day was over. They would stay together from now on, no longer as client and prostitute, but as lovers, as mates at the beginning of their own family.