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The Seduction of Seleste

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You Always Had Me

Chapter 12

Talisa led Keme and Seleste up the dark streets to her little hut. Keme's heart was soaring. He never realized how much he had wanted a family until he suddenly had one.

Zaldon called a servant for refreshments, and they had spent an hour drinking herbal tea around the fire while Kel told Keme about his family in the summer village. He had sat there listening in awe. He had a family? He had a family! He had a father who looked just like him and Kel. He had an aunt who looked like him too. Apparently, black fur and green eyes was strong in their breed. He had four brothers - one lived right here in the sun village! Four brothers? Did his father chase pussy or what? And he had a cousin here too! His cousin had a daughter! And on and on Kel had rambled about his family until Keme realized what love and pride he bore for them.

Keme smiled to himself as he remembered the way Kel had squeezed his paw. "Can you believe it?" the old wolf had cried. "He's come to us - after fourteen years, here he is."

What really amazed Keme was the fact that they all seemed to think he was dead. Aiyana told him how she stole him during his execution. He and his mother had been prisoners in the pygmy village. The chieftess was going to have them killed. The one who was to kill Keme hurried from the hut with him. He never knew what hit him when Aiyana stepped from the shadows and slit his throat. Keme was dropped in the struggle and the fall silenced him. Aiyana gathered him to her breasts and stole from the pygmy village with him that very night.

Yes, he knew that story well, and he retold it to Kel and Zaldon, who sat listening to him and shaking their heads in amazement.

"Well, you're home now," Kel said, and shocking Keme, he kissed him on the head.

Keme had just sat there looking surprised. He had never expected a male as serious and gruff as Kel to kiss him. When Kel pulled back from the kiss, his eyes were watering with tears. Zaldon remarked that it was time for bed, then managed to slip in yet another lecture at Talisa before the three young ones departed.

"What does it feel like," Seleste said excitedly, "to know you have a family?" She beamed at him and squeezed his paw.

As they walked along, Keme suddenly wanted to kiss her: it was so sweet of her to be this happy for him. He squeezed her fingers as he answered, "I'm not sure. Happy is a big one. I spent my whole life thinking Aiyana was the only wolf in the world, and when she died, I knew I was alone. I'm glad I was wrong."

He noticed the sadness that had washed over Seleste's face and whispered, "What is it?"

Seleste looked away, and her mane swept forward to hide her expression. "You'll think I'm silly and stupid . . ." she muttered.

"Not anymore than I already do," Keme teased and she playfully slapped his arm. She might as well have slapped a brick wall: he barely felt it.

"I - I just thought . . ." she squeezed his fingers as she muttered, "you had me. You weren't alone." She smiled at him.

Keme stopped and pulled her to him. She cried out in surprise but didn't stop him when he kissed her.

"Hey, kids, over here!" Talisa called.

Keme looked up. They had reached her house at last. Like the other homes in the sun village, it was a small clay hut. It was painted bright yellow and flowers hung from the wooden awning over the door. Keme was a bit surprised by the flowers: he never would have guessed that a tough cut-throat warrior like Talisa liked flowers. He kept seeing her all covered with blood as she snatched up the witch's severed head like she was plucking a turnip. It just didn't add up.

"They were Dad's flowers," Talisa said when she noticed Keme's curiosity. She opened the wooden door and they followed her inside.

"Hmm, _more_flowers," laughed Keme when Talisa had shut the door behind them.

Indeed, more flowers hung from the ceiling in clay pots, right alongside the cooking utensils. A broom stood in the corner, shelves had been carved in the walls that bore old scrolls, pots, and feathers. Fur mats were stretched around the firepit, and Keme and Seleste seated themselves. God, it had been a long day.

Seleste scooted close to Keme and smiled at him. He put his big arm around her, and she happily dropped her head on his shoulder.

"Aw, isn't that sweet," said Talisa, who was warming her paws over the fire. "Now isn't it nice, Keme? Letting yourself love her?"

Keme groaned wearily. "Keep your nose out of it!" he teased, and Talisa laughed at him. "How old are you anyway, Talisa? Calling us kids all the time! You look young enough to be my sister."

Talisa smirked. "I'm twenty-six. Does it matter? You'd want me if I was forty-six. Maybe fifty-six."

Keme snorted. "There's no way you're fifty-six."

Talisa stood and watched them happily for a moment. "Come," she said. "I'll show you where you can sleep for the night." With that, she turned and went down the corridor.

Keme and Seleste followed her into a bedroom at the end. Keme watched as Talisa bent to adjust the sheets on the bed. She even lit a candle on the bedside table. But . . . weren't they going to bed? It was a wide bed with bear furs spread across it. She sat on the bed and patted the space beside her. Startled, Keme looked at Seleste. She clung to his arm, but he didn't mind it anymore. He was starting to like it. Her sharp little nipple kept grazing him and he loved the soft flowery scent of her mane when it brushed him.

"Come here, you two," Talisa whispered huskily. Maybe even hungrily. Keme couldn't believe it. But reflecting on the lusty way in which she had always looked at them both, his disbelief ebbed away.

What he really couldn't believe was the fact that Seleste went to Talisa without hesitating. She let go of his arm and moved eagerly into the room. She stopped nervously before Talisa and Talisa pulled her down on the bed. Seleste trembled as Talisa began to kiss her, first her lips and then her neck, then the flexing flesh where shoulder met neck. Her kisses traveled down until she was suckling Seleste's sharp little tit. Seleste sat there red-faced and gasping. Their naked curves twisted against each other when Talisa suddenly nuzzled Seleste down onto her back. Seleste squirmed and cried out as Talisa's kisses traveled down her trembling belly to her sex. She put Seleste's legs on her shoulders and buried her face in that pink, straining pussy. Keme watched with pre-cum seeping as Seleste twisted on the sheets, gasping and moaning above the licking and slurping of Talisa's skilled tongue.

Talisa lifted her face from Seleste's pussy as if she had suddenly remembered Keme was there watching with a hard-on, and with her mane in her eyes, she smiled and gestured him to come. Lying against the pillows with her legs splayed, Seleste smiled and nodded.

Keme had been so engrossed in what was happening that he had merely been standing, dick hard, watching. Now he moved across the room and climbed up behind Talisa. She was on her knees with her ass pointing at the air, as if she was waiting for him to slide himself in. He took her hips in his paws, and catching her tail in his teeth, he slid himself home between those swollen pussy lips. She sighed long and shrill as he pushed his way in, and with him now thrusting inside, it seemed her mouth became ravenous on Seleste.

Oh god. This was too much. Keme could see Seleste's little breasts jiggling as she was eaten out, and Talisa's big breasts were riding now from his thrusts. Lying under Talisa, Seleste smiled up at Keme and began massaging her breasts. She wriggled and moaned, cupped them and squeezed them until the pink nipples stabbed hard against the air. Keme wanted to suck her tits so badly in that moment. He licked his lips and his muscles shuddered as Talisa's tight pussy clenched against him. She was slobbering wet now and he was getting so deep. Unable to stand it much longer, he pulled Talisa back onto his lap and fingered her clit as he fucked her. Talisa grabbed his neck and gyrated her hips against him, and he gave her neck a long, hard lick that made her shudder. He saw Seleste sit up, so cute as she beamed at them, and then she leaned forward and buried her face in their joined sexes. Keme was surprised by the skill and finesse of her tongue. She licked his dick and Talisa's clit until they both had come, and when Talisa climbed out of Keme's lap, they pinned Seleste to the sheets, kissing her, licking her, and fingering her until the princess squirted.

Talisa crawled to Seleste's side and lovingly held her. Keme hovered over them a long time, licking their thighs and pussies clean of their juices. They giggled at his eagerness but he didn't care. They tasted so sweet and sticky and hot. He slid his fingers inside Seleste and curled them until she cried out and blushed.

"You like that, Seleste?" Keme whispered with serious satisfaction. He eyed her as he licked his fingers of her juices.

Seleste looked too embarrassed to answer. Talisa kissed her cheek. "Go on, Little Flower. Tell him." Seleste closed her eyes at this teasing, but she looked at Keme again, and he knew she was flustered by his desire. She nodded and whispered, "Yes, Keme. When you touch me there, I . . ."

Keme smiled. "Here?" He curled his fingers inside again and Seleste arched her back, thrusting her breasts to the ceiling. She was gushing, she was suffering, her clit was throbbing. She was ready to come again. God, was she a squirter. He watched as Seleste twisted helplessly in Talisa's arms, her face the perfect picture of panic and passion. He blew gently on her clit, and she twisted again.

Talisa laughed. "Stop tormenting her, Keme!"

With his fingers still gliding carefully inside, Keme sucked that little pulsing clit into his lips. Seleste's thighs trembled around him. He could hear Talisa whisper lovingly, "Breathe, breathe - he's teasing you, the bastard. Don't worry. We'll get him back."

Keme laughed. He closed his mouth on Seleste and ate her out until she squirted again.

Seleste was in a happy daze when Keme was done.

"You naughty thing," Talisa teased as they all climbed under the sheets. "Look what you've done to her!"

"What, made her happy?" Keme returned.

Talisa laughed: Seleste still looked dizzy and absentminded. She touched a paw to her pussy and just held it there, then sighed happily.

"See?" Keme whispered as he drew near the princess. He kissed her cheek. "She likes what I do."

Seleste beamed and snuggled against him.

Talisa smiled at him lustily and rubbed her tit. "She's not the only one."

Keme watched her big tit as it rolled in her paw. "Don't get me hard," he moaned and squeezed his eyes shut.

Talisa giggled. She pulled the fur blankets over them and blew out the candle on the bedside table. They cuddled together in the darkness. Seleste was in the middle, her breathing coming gentle and deep: she was already sleeping. Keme and Talisa held her, and as Keme held Seleste close, he felt Talisa's fingers tangle with his own.

"You think you'll wind up staying in the summer village?" she whispered.

Moonlight shone through the open window, and in the dark, Keme could see the worried glint in her eye beyond Seleste's ruffled mane. He realized in that moment that Talisa didn't want to see him go. He saw her lovingly smooth down Seleste's mane, and he realized she didn't want to see either of them go. She liked them.

"I don't know," Keme answered. "I might go all the way there only to find my family is a bunch of assholes."

Talisa laughed softly. "Well, if you and Little Flower decide to stay here, I'll always be around." She smiled.

Keme smiled back. "Why don't you just come with us? I'm sure Seleste would want you to."

"What?" Talisa's eyes grew round, as if she had been caught. "I - I don't know. The sun village has ever been my home. . ."

"Think about it," Keme whispered and squeezed her fingers, "I'm starting to think I'll miss you too."

They smiled at each other.

"Why do they call her Little Flower?" Keme wondered.

"Who, Seleste? No idea. I just think it's cute. I'm sure Zaldon has some story behind it, though."

"Yeah, about Zaldon . . . you seemed very - familiar - with him."

"Zaldon helped my father and I a lot when my mother died. He knew her. He tried to talk her into coming back here but she wouldn't listen and he blamed himself for her death. He felt it his responsibility to look after us. Always made sure we had everything we needed." Talisa closed her eyes. "But we needed her."

Peering at her in the dark, Keme felt bad for her. But at least she had ever known her mother. He couldn't remember his real mother, just Aiyana. He squeezed Talisa's fingers, "Let's get some rest."

"Alright," she said in the dark. "Let's get some rest."

"I don't think so," said a voice. A male's voice. The silhouette of a big male lifted the butt-end of Keme's spear.

Keme sprang from the bed - and sank to the floor when stars exploded across his eyes.