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Everything was cool to the touch; even in their tired state the two wolves felt the chill of the night keenly, but it was joined with a sense of intense relief. The journey home had been a long one and had been difficult for both mother and son as they struggled not to loose control of themselves and give over to their wild passions.

After they finished unpacking their truck from the long trip, they strolled through their home with the lights off, letting memories and feelings guide them from room to room. They remained silent as they glanced around seeing memories from the past in each room; the closest they came to speaking was simply sharing a knowing smile and giving the other a gentle squeeze of the paw.

As they reached the master bedroom they stopped just inside the doorway and both gave a soft sigh. Cast in long shadows and weary from the journey Sam turned his gaze to his mother and wrapped an arm around her waist. The grey wolf smiled softly with the smallest amount of light from street lights outside and the brighter light of a new crescent moon illuminating his face. "Should we?" He asked tentatively.

Slowly turning and wrapping her arms around her son's shoulders; Sara pulled herself closer to him and tenderly kissed his cheek. "Well I'm not sleeping alone, not when the house is this cold." She said in her soft husky voice. "Anyway, you'll have to warm us both up."

Sam stepped back holding his mother's paws and took in the sight of her as the moonlight caught her white fur and seemed to make her glow. A loving stare washed over his features for a long moment before he smiled and gently tugged at her jacket. "You could have put more clothes on for the trip."

Sara giggled and slowly slipped her leather tasselled jacket from her shoulders before she tossed it on a chair in the corner of the room. "But then I wouldn't have enjoyed watching you grow more and more desperate to hold me again."

The young wolf chuckled to himself for a moment. "Like you weren't getting desperate to touch me too."

The white wolfess stepped forward and pressed herself to her son's chest; her breasts straining to be released from her black tank-top as she pulled him back into her loving embrace. "Well we don't have to be desperate anymore do we?"

Brushing his paw through his mother's long black hair; Sam inhaled her scent then trailed his paws down her back to her hips. "No we don't."

Sara growled softly in his ear as she felt his paws gently massage her hips. A shiver running down her spine reminded her of their homes low temperature. "Strip me and warm me up like a real wolf does for his mate." She teased.

Lowering his voice and leaning in close, Sam whispered in his mother's ear "Mom, your shorts are small enough that I don't have to take them off to have some fun."

A quiet giggle escaped Sara's lips. "I know, but I like the idea of being under a warm blanket with my mate, naked. Don't you?"

"I didn't say that." Sam growled encouragingly. Minutes passed as they stood in the cold room, slowly teasing one item of clothing off at a time from each other. Their garments quickly formed a small pile on the floor and before long, Sam stood naked before his mother and she stood wearing only her dark Pocahontas boots. Slowly she sat on the edge of the bed and raised a foot towards her son. Sam grinned and reached up her leg; tickling the inside of her thigh as he worked his paw back down her leg and then grasped the boot, removing it with a care akin to cradling a newborn cub. Setting the garment aside, he repeated the motions for Sara's other boot then stood in front of her and tenderly stroked his mother's cheek.

With motherly gentleness; Sara tenderly nuzzled her son's paw then leaned in closer and nuzzled at his stomach as her paws gently gripped his hips. "Make love to me Sam." She whimpered softly. "Make love to me, Tanya, Cara, and your teacher."

Sam smiled as his mother made mention of all those who they wished to become part of their growing relationship. "She's called Rebecca, Mom." He said with a soft growl. "I will, but how do we bring them in without scaring them or them telling someone?"

Sara leaned back and propped herself up with her paws resting behind her. She hid a smile as she caught her son's roving eyes soaking up the sight of her body. "I can certainly help with Tanya; in fact I think I can get Tanya so ready for both of us that when the time comes she'll find it hard to say no. You just need to let me talk to her as much as possible." She paused as she noticed her son's ears begin to sag. "Don't worry Hun, I'll make sure you have plenty of opportunities to work your charms on her." Winking playfully after she finished and with Sam's heart rekindled by her words, she became concerned a moment later as she considered Sam's teacher. "Now as for your teacher, I'm not sure what I can do for you until school starts again."

The young wolf looked thoughtful for a long moment then suddenly a wide grin flared across his muzzle. "I think I can get the ball rolling before school starts up again."

Sara cocked an eyebrow at him. "How so?"

Sam suddenly looked excited. "I sometimes hear her talking to the other teachers as we're moving between classes. She usually meets friends at a coffee shop near the mall when she's on vacation or sometimes after school."

Giving a soft giggle, Sara sat upright again. "Quite the stalker, aren't you Hun."

"Wait; I didn't mean it like that!" The young wolf barked; flustered by his mothers quick wit.

"I know." Sara purred softly to ease her son's mind. "Just be careful when and if you decide to approach her. Don't be 'that guy', understand?"

Sam nodded and reached out to stroke his mother's hair. "I'll be ok; you and Cara have been a great help with my confidence and self control."

Sara slowly wrapped her legs around her son's waist and pulled him close. "Really? Well why don't you bring that confidence to bed and lose that self control for a little while?"

Brushing a paw across his mother's breasts; Sam could feel the taught flesh of her erect nipples. "You're either cold or very turned on right now Mom."

"Maybe I'm both." Sara purred suggestively. "Why don't you crawl into bed and help me out with both of those problems."

With a lusty grin Sam leaned in close and crawled over his mother as she lay back on the cool soft bed. Exchanging soft kisses across each others bodies as their paws teasingly brushed each others chest and stomach; the two wolves felt their hearts race as their long day of travel and near total denial of physical contact washed away. With a gentle paw, Sara reached up and cupped Sam's cheek as she whispered to him. "Make it last tonight, I want to go to work tired tomorrow."

Sam chuckled to himself then whispered back. "I could keep you up until sunrise Mom."

Sara gave a soft laugh and stroked her son's cheeks with her finger tips. "I don't think so, but your attitude is commendable. Just make love to me and keep me warm."

With a little awkward shuffling the two wolves slid under the covers of the bed and wrapped their bodies tightly around each other. As they rolled onto their sides, mother and son began gently petting and kissing each other; their touches flaring their hearts and warming their bodies. The grasp of a thigh, stroke of a breast, and kiss on the neck raised their excitement higher, but the only noises they made were soft moans and deepening of their breathing. Rocking each other back and forth as they kissed and caressed each other; they felt at ease wrapped in the thick covers of the slowly warming bed, in spite of the knowledge they were back among the civilized world.

Gently grasping and massaging his mother's breast; Sam closed his eyes and enjoyed the subtle sensations of being so close to his own mother. The thoughts of making love somewhere other than the cabin site sent a shiver of excitement down his spine; the fact that it was in his mother's bed merely enhanced the sensation. The feeling of her nipples growing harder as his paw moved tenderly over her soft flesh made him happy; she was his and they would forever be at each others side.

The young wolf shivered a second time as Sara slowly and carefully ran the tip of her claw down her son's spine; she gave a quiet giggle as his fur stood on end at the gentle tickling it made him feel. The busty wolfess pressed herself further into her son's embrace, lovingly nuzzling and kissing at his neck. Sara quivered as her son's paw began to move from her breasts, down her flank and to her backside. With teasing fingers he reached around her well toned butt and lightly stroked across the lips of her slowly moistening pussy. Biting her lip and giving a soft moan of approval; Sara raised her thigh higher up her son's hip and gently cradled his head as she pushed it towards her warm soft breasts.

Sam's tail rippled the bed sheets as his mother brought his head to her bosom. As his head nestled on her warm chest, Sam lightly licked at her nipples and let his bare teeth tease her plump flesh as she quietly called his name. His fingers began a slow stroking back and forth along his mother's slit, then after a short moment he slowly pressed two fingers into her warm wet pussy. Sara gave a short shallow gasp and tightened her grip with her legs as her son's fingers probed her depths once again. Simply being touched by him now was becoming more and more intoxicating to her and she felt the sensation would only get stronger as the years passed. Deep inside she hoped the sensation would be the same for the others they had chosen to become part of their new family. She smiled as she thought about it for a moment; it wasn't just a family, it was stronger than that. Not a harem, or a pack, nor a polygamous relationship. It was deeper still; a union stronger than marriage and felt on more spiritual levels Sara was sure, though she could only call it love for now.

As Sam carefully worked his fingers in and out of his mother's slit he felt her roll him onto his back and straddle him. Sara moaned softly and slowly rolled her hips to ride her son's fingers as she placed her paws upon his shoulders and gradually raised herself a little above his body, her long raven black hair and breasts lightly trailing on her son's chest as she did. "Relax and close your eyes." She purred softly. Sam did as he was asked but his growing erection twitched against his mother's body making her giggle in a soft loving tone. As Sam lay back, Sara sat up, letting the bed covers slide off her back. She gazed down at her son and smiled, trailing her paw along his growing length and making him twitch once more. "It wasn't so long ago now that I first sat like this with you in the cabin while you slept."

Sam opened his eyes and took in the glowing form of his mother's body as she sat straddled across his waist in the moonlight. "How did you feel that first time?" He asked softly.

"Nervous, scared, confused. Then I came back the next night and part of me wanted you to wake up and make me yours, another part of me was just content to feel you beneath me and watch you." Sara said with a motherly smile and raised her paw to her heart. "I don't know for sure why everything happened the way it did, or even if there really is a reason to it all. Part of me hopes there is more to all this, and the rest of me just wants to be with you and the others; happy, forever."

A loving smile built on Sam's muzzle as his mother spoke and his paws slowly found her hips. "I want that too Mom." He growled affectionately. "Tonight, can you pretend it was that night you wanted me to wake up, and I did?"

Sara slowly leaned down locking her eyes with her son's as her hair fell about them like a dark shroud. With a playful smile on her lips as she spoke, she answered him slowly and huskily. "Yes; now close your eyes again."

Doing as he was asked, Sam lay back and relaxed, letting his eyes close slowly. Minutes passed and nothing happened. Sam frowned slightly but kept his eyes shut as he still felt his mother straddling him. A soft giggle from her made him realize she was up to something, but he wasn't sure what. As he continued to lie still, he felt a building tiredness from the days travel start to over take him, but he refused to give into it until he and his mother had mated in her bed.

With a touch so light he barely noticed it; he felt his mother's paws glide tenderly over his body. The motions were so subtle that they gave him the sensation of being lightly tickled; but the soft husky purr of his mother's voice cut through his momentary enjoyment and made his heart melt. "Your Angel's back tonight Sweetheart."

Suddenly he remembered; she had told him that he had talked in his sleep and called her, his 'Angel.' He was about to respond when he felt a tender kiss on his cheek. She remembers that night perfectly; Sam thought as she pulled back and paused briefly before beginning to softly nuzzle and caress her way down his body, stopping only to tease his nipples and navel.

Feeling her slide further back on the bed, the young wolf bit his lip as he felt his mother's paws return to his body. She gently massaged his balls and tenderly stroked his shaft again and again, occasionally letting her fingers lightly brush his inner thigh. He gave a gasp and gentle moan as he felt the familiar warmth of Sara's mouth wrap around the tip of his shaft. She sucked softly and slowly as if she were afraid to wake him. He gave another moan as he felt his shaft become more ridged than he could ever remember. With a gentle flick of her tongue over the tip of his cock, the young wolf felt a trickle of pre-cum escape him.

With a renewed fervour; Sam felt his mother's mouth begin to move further down his shaft as she became more comfortable with his current position. He tensed briefly as he felt her finger tips lightly tickle his balls and base of his shaft; the new sensation was shortly followed by her mouth pulling away from his shaft and moving to lick at the base of his cock. He inhaled sharply as he felt his mother lick at him briefly before gently sucking on his balls.

Sam let his mind swim in bliss as he revelled in the experience his mother was giving him. He wondered if she was so forward with him that night only a few weeks ago, then gasped again as he felt his mother lift his balls and lick teasingly at his anus. He gave a light shiver but relaxed again as her tongue pressed against his tail hole gently. Losing himself to the moment, Sam wondered if his mother would really have tried anal sex or rimming that first time as he slept. A moment later he felt his mother's paws return to masturbating him slowly and her mouth to the tip of his cock where she sucked on him firmly as her tongue danced over his sensitive flesh.

Feeling his knot swell, the young wolf groaned as he yearned for release. As if she had been waiting for it to happen he felt Sara's paw firmly but gently grasped his knot and massaged it until it was at its full size. The gentle pressure she applied was too much for him to resist and he felt his body tense. With a firm but tender suction; Sara's mouth descended on his shaft once more as it erupted with a flood of his seed into her waiting maw. As a second wave burst from him, she slid her mouth back to the tip of his cock and drank everything that filled her warm wet orifice.

Feeling the last of his seed leave him for the time being he felt his mother move once more. With a few slow and careful movements he felt her body straddle his again; with her hot slick pussy pressing his shaft back against his tummy. As she slid her crotch back and forth along his length, Sam reached up with a paw and gently gripped his mother's thigh. With a tired voice he moaned softly at her as he slowly opened his eyes. "Is that you Angel?"

Sara gave a warm motherly smile. She wasn't sure if he remembered that night as she did, but she was happy his words hadn't changed. "Yes Sweetheart, it's me."

"I love you Angel. Make love to me." The young wolf growled lovingly as his blurry vision corrected itself to be confronted with the luminescent form of his mother straddling him, bathed in moonlight.

"Of course Baby." Sara purred softly. "Make love to me with all your strength. Do it for Mommy."

Sam smiled as the last blurs in his vision cleared. "I love my Mom, my Angel, my Lady of the Lake." He paused for a moment and let his paws teasingly slide up to her breasts. "I love my Mate."

Sara felt her heart flutter with joy as she answered him; her paws resting over her son's pressing them to her breasts firmly. "I love my Son, my Hero, my Merlin, my Mate."

Mother and son gazed into each others eyes for a long moment seeing only the love they shared and the future they dreamed of. With a subtle motion from her thighs and gentle rocking of her groin she felt Sam's shaft slowly penetrate her hot wet pussy. The white wolfess moaned softly at the sensation, feeling every inch of him sink into her depths and stretch her as his knot gradually slipped inside and locked mother and son together again. Sara gazed down on her son; her deep azure blue eyes shining in the moonlight. She smiled softly and gently squeezed her son's paws as he caressed her breasts.

"Looks like it might be a long night for you after all Sam..." Sara purred full of mischief, desire, and promise.

The End?...

The Cabin Break series will continue in 'End of Summer.'

Coming Soon!