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Sitting up quickly in bed, Ty gripped his comforter, feeling as if the weight of the air around him was trying to crush his lungs. He was panting, trying desperately to get enough air into his lungs to breath, and for a moment, he thought the darkness of the room was filling his lungs like black fog.

"Stop!" He yelled loudly into the air, forcing himself to calm down before his size began to increase. Even though it had been over a year since he escaped the Agency with Emily, the effects of their experiments had not disappeared. Ty was still what the Agency had referred to as a macro foxtaur. He could grow to incredible sizes, and often times, he had to focus in order to keep himself from growing large in small areas, especially after nightmares.

Sighing softly, Ty slowly sank back into reality. He was laying on his thin mattress that resembled an actual oversized dog bed. It was perfect for his body shape, and he could easily get up and down unlike on a read bed. Slowly, he stood up onto his four feet, making sure that all four of his foot paws were on the ground before he started to move, trotting over to the window. It had taken him several years in the Agency to fully master having six limbs, but it was practically second nature to him now.

It was too dark in his room. He needed some light to calm him, and as he pushed the curtain open, part of his mind wondered if the view would be pixilated, distorted, and overall fake. That's what it had been like living underground all those years. He had seen nothing but pixelated, digital pictures of the outside world. Now, he could see the view was real, and he could even catch the faint scent of fresh rain seeping through the small cracks of the window.

Looking through the glass, Ty could see the city below. It was London, England, and he smiled a bit as he observed the skyline. Since he was able to grow bigger than any man-made building, he had acquired a job constructing skyscrapers for cities all over the world, and as he looked a bit to the left, he could see a large, seventy story skyscraper that he had designed himself. It was an absolutely beautiful sight. The glass windows of the building reflected the small bits of sun that seeped through the thick clouds, and the stone of the building was a beautiful smoky gray that resembled charcoal, but construction wasn't the main reason he was in London.

Blinking his eyes several times, he realized that he was no longer staring at his masterpiece or the small droplets of water as they fell from the sky. He was staring at his reflection. Looking closer, he could see that his gray fur practically blended in with the storm clouds starting to form in the sky, and his bright green eyes, white underbelly, and white tail tip were the only characteristics on his body to offer any contrast to the gray scenery.

"I miss you Emily,* Ty whispered, wishing that he could somehow manage to see his sister walking the streets of London, even if he was several stories high above the crowds.

Stepping away from the window, the gray foxtaur trotted to the kitchen. His heart had finally returned to a normal rate after his nightmare, and he knew that some food would help settle his stomach and shaky nerves. At least he hoped it would help.

Grabbing a bowl and the milk out of the fridge, Ty sat down on his hind legs in front of the kitchen counter, making himself comfortable and tucking his tail beside his feet. Pouring the flakes into his bowl, he quickly poured the milk and began to eat. The cereal tasted bland, and after a few bites, Ty sighed, pushing the bowl to the center of the counter before he stood and walked into the living room. He couldn't get Emily off his mind. It had been months since he had seen his sister, and every day and night, he worried himself sick, desperately hoping and wishing that she was safe. He had been searching for her all throughout London, but he hadn't caught the slightest glimpse of her, and it would be hard for him to miss another foxtaur, considering that they were the only two that Ty knew about.

Of course, Emily had been in the Agency with him. They had both endured experimentation, but Ty thought that they would return to normal lives once the Agency was behind them. For him, that was easy. He had spent most of his time studying construction books, physics, and several other subjects while living underground, and now, he was putting his learned skills to use, but Emily was different. She enjoyed the Agency life far more than Ty did, and she wasn't able to fully walk away from the training they had given her. To an extent, it had changed her. She had stayed with Ty for only a couple weeks before she found a job as a contract assassin. Ty tried desperately to convince her to get a less dangerous job, but Emily wouldn't take no for an answer. She had always been hard headed like that.

Looking around his living room, Ty sighed once more. It was a mess, and since he had the weekend off, there was plenty of time to clean it. Trotting over to the couch, he began to pick up crumpled shirts, empty soda cans, and dirty plates with dried sauce stains. After one trip, Ty was able to actually see the soft tan color of his couch. Honestly, he hardly used the couch since he preferred to sit on his haunches, but he wanted to feel as normal as possible, and a fully furnished livingroom was a close start to normal.

After an hour of cleaning, Ty stood back, placing his hands on his sides, and a bright smile spread over his face. The whole area was clean, allowing him to see the tan couch, the sea green recliner, and the faded, checkered white and black carpet on the floor. Nothing truly matched in his apartment, but he was more than okay with the contrasting colors.

"Crap, what do I do now?" Ty asked himself. "More cleaning?"

Tilting his head to the side, he thought for a moment before shaking his head left and right. "No way. I've done enough of that for one day. I might as well go out."

Walking to the front door, Ty reached out his paw to grab the handle, but just before he gripped the knob, there was a soft knock on the other side. Ty had no idea who it could have been, but as he leaned up to look through the eyeglass on the door, he gasped, seeing Emily on the other side. Quickly, he swung the door open, and just as the door knob smacked into the wall, Emily fell forward, causing Ty to quickly grab her and pull her into his apartment.

"Emily!" He yelled, terrified. Was she dying?

Picking his sister up with his strong arms, he used his back feet to kick the door closed, and he laid her down onto the long couch that had been cleaned only a few minutes before.

"Emily!" Ty yelled again, reaching down to take her beautiful face into his large paws.

She was out cold, and as Ty looked at her face, he could see fresh cuts over her left cheek. Observing her closer, his strong nose picked up the scents of blood, and he truly began to panic. She was injured, and she had come to his door for help.

Racing into his bathroom, he grabbed fresh towels, bandages, and a bit of antibiotic. He needed to stop the bleeding, and as he reached the couch, he laid down on the floor, allowing his chest and front paws to be low enough to see Emily closely. One of her hind paws was bleeding heavily, and he looked closer, he could see that it had been cut with a blade of some sort. Maybe a throwing knife? The wound was not fatal, because her fur had been changed by the Agency to withstand damage, but the wound was deep enough to bring tears to Ty's eyes.

Feeling his eyes begin to fill with water, Ty reached forward, wiping the blood from Emily's leg and rubbing some of the medicine over the wound before he gently wrapped it in a clean bandage. Other than that one deep cut, she wasn't hurt badly, but Ty knew she must have been thrown around quite a bit to pass out.

"Emily..." He whispered, reaching forward to rub his paw over her scratched cheek. "What happened to you?"

Hanging his head, Ty tried desperately not to let tears fall from his eyes, but he couldn't help it. One tear gently began to streak over the fur on his cheek, but he quickly wiped it away, looking over his sister's body once more. She was a foxtaur just like him, but there was not a single strand of gray fur on her. She was a bright, vibrant orange with a pure white underbelly and tail tip. Truly, she was the most beautiful female that Ty had ever seen, and as Ty stroked his sister's cheek, he could see her eyes slowly open to reveal her emerald green eyes.

"Ty..." She whispered, sounding weak and exhausted.

"Shh.. I'm right here. Please, don't strain yourself." He whispered back, looking into her eyes.

"You were crying?" She asked, a soft smile forming on her lips. "Did you think I would leave you this easily?"

"Emily, I was so scared that I lost you." He whispered, gulping even though his mouth was completely dry. That's what his dream had been about. Had his mind somehow known she was in danger?

"I love you." She said softly, slowly starting to sit up on the couch, but Ty reached out, placing a large paw on her shoulder and gently pushing her back down onto the couch.

"I love you too sis, but please, don't move just yet. How did you find me?" He asked, looking into her eyes.

"I kept a close eye on you Ty. I saw you looking for me in London, but I was on a job, and you know I don't want you to get hurt because of me. We can't be seen together out in the open."

Holding in a sharp growl, Ty looked hard at his sister. They were constantly at odds about the way she was living, but he couldn't yell at her or lecture her now. She was too weak, and he wanted her to rest.

"I don't want to argue right now. I haven't seen you in so long, and you need to rest." Slowly, he stood back up onto his four legs, and he walked over to the closet door, lifting a light blue blanket off of the top shelf before he draped it over his sister. She didn't seem to argue, and within a few minutes, she was fast asleep, curled up on the couch with her brother's scent soothing her nerves and her mind.

Hours passed, but Ty never left the living room. He sat diligently in front of the main entrance, watching over his sister as she slept peacefully, and once she finally started to wake up, she slowly looked around and smiled once she spotted her brother. He was the only person in this world that she could trust, and she knew that if anyone could keep her safe, it would be him. After all, they did have the same training.

"Thank you for helping me Ty." She said, and the large, gray foxtaur nodded.

"Of course sis. I'll go make dinner." He said, and before he went into the kitchen, he bolted the front door, making sure that it was securely locked.

As Ty left the room, Emily slowly stood on her four feet, being careful as she moved since her left hind paw was wrapped and sore. She wanted to look around his apartment, and as she glanced at the simple white wallpaper, she wondered how Ty spent most of his time there. Everything seemed so plain.

"You really don't decorate much do you?" She asked, giggling softly as she entered the kitchen. "Or spend money on new appliances." She added, seeing the kitchen stove and fridge that must have been from at least the eighties. "They're so old."

"They do their job though, and I think they work better than anything that is made these days." Ty added, looking back at his sister as she looked around. He was making her favorite dinner, and as she smelled the sweet scent of chicken, her mouth began to water.

"Thank you! I haven't had a home cooked meal in a while." She said, and she could see her brother tense up as his ears drooped. It must have been what she said.

After Emily slowly sat on her haunches, there was nothing but silence. Ty was holding in what he truly wanted to say, because he knew it would upset Emily, and he wanted her to stay. He didn't want her to leave, and he most certainly didn't want her to get hurt. Even the small scratches on her cheeks made his blood boil, and he wanted nothing more than to kill the male or female that had hurt his sister.

As Ty was lost in thought, he was using one paw to hold onto the frying pan while the other flipped the chicken he had thrown into the pan, and Emily moved forward, stepping beside him and wrapping her arms around his chest. She did love her brother, and she wanted to show him. Her embrace seemed to ease his tension, and as his shoulders relaxed, Emily rested her head on her brother's back.

"Let's just eat. Okay?" Ty whispered, looking back over his shoulder, but he couldn't see his sister's head. He could only see her butt and tail.

"Sounds great." Emily replied, trotting over to the table before she sat down on her haunches.

To make more room, Ty had removed the chairs from his kitchen. It gave him plenty of room to move around between the counters and the table without bumping into things, and he figured that he would never really need to sit in a chair at the dinner table anyway since his haunches were more comfortable.

For a while, they both sat at the table, picking at the tender chicken breasts with their forks until slivers of chicken erupted over their plates. Of course, they talked, but the conversation was simple, leaning more towards topics like "have you found a girlfriend?" and "hasn't the weather been gloomy lately," but the topic on both of their minds couldn't stay hidden forever. Emily spoke first.

"Listen, I know you don't like what I do, but it's what I want to do. You support that don't you Ty?" She asked in a soft voice, monitoring her brother's reaction.

Ty took in a deep breath, and he slowly laid his fork down onto the table. "No, I don't." He said, and he slowly looked up at Emily, seeing her face turn from a questionable expression to an angered one. "I don't agree with a job that you could easily lose your life doing. You're all I have in the world, and I worry about you every day. There's plenty of room for you here. You could live with me, and we could both be happy. Please, can't you do something else? Anything else?" Ty begged, looking into Emily's eyes.

"No, I can't. Plus, my job is not dangerous." Emily replied, crossing her arms across her chest, causing her breasts to press together.

"Then why did you come to my doorstep bleeding and hurt?" Ty growled, standing up on all four of his legs.

"You're the only person I could trust!" Emily yelled as tears began to swell up in her eyes, threatening to pour down her cheeks. "And, I missed you!" She shrieked, a single tear rolling down her cheek and dripping off of her chin to the floor. "It was my fault I got hurt. I was being stupid, and I wasn't careful. The guy knew I was after him. It was a botched mission, okay?!" She shouted, throwing her hands into the air as more tears continued to escape from her eyes. "I'm out of here!"

Before Ty could do anything, Emily had stood, and she was angrily making her way towards the front door as she held in sobs of frustration. She never understood why her brother just couldn't be supportive and help her. So what if it was a risky job? She did love it.

"Wait!" Ty called, rushing after his sister. He had to stop her.

As Emily gripped the door handle, Ty rushed behind her, grabbing her tail and tugging it hard. He had done this several times when they were children to annoy her, and he knew it would make her turn around to try to slap him. He was right, and as Emily swung her body around, she lifted her hand, swinging it forward to slap Ty, but he had other ideas. Ty quickly reacted, grabbing her arms in his larger paws and pinning them to her sides. It was obvious that Emily was confused, but as she turned her head in confusion, Ty lifted his paws from her arms and placed them gently onto his sister's cheeks, connecting his muzzle to hers in a passionate, fiery kiss.

In response, Emily's eyes widened, and as Ty pulled away, they both stared at each other, never losing eye contact.

"I'm sorry..." Ty began, placing his left paw on the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. "It's just..." He was trying to speak, but Emily could tell he was having trouble finding the right words. In the meantime, her lips continued to tingle, making her heart rate flutter.

"I love you Emily. You're the only person I care about in this entire world, and I have to say it. I love you! Not just as a sister, not just as a friend, but as a male would love his mate. I think about you every night, and I worry about you constantly. I want to protect you--keep you safe, and I feel like I'm not doing that for you..." He whispered, looking down at the floor. "I know I'm your brother, and I probably scared you away with that kiss, but I just couldn't let you go without telling you. I just couldn't--"

Ty's words were cut off as Emily moved forward, pressing her lips to her brother's once more before gently wrapping her arms around his neck. It was sudden, and she couldn't believe that she was kissing her own brother, but she had been experiencing feelings for him that she couldn't explain, and now, she knew why. She was in love with her brother. That was why she constantly nuzzled into his fur to take in his scent, why she dreamed about him every night, and why his touch always send shivers up her spine, causing her lower lips to react.

Pulling back, Emily looked up into Ty's emerald green eyes and smiled, her vibrant orange fur standing on end all over her body in excitement.

"I love you too Ty. You're the only male I've ever cared for, and I know you want to keep me safe. I'm sorry that I freaked out." She said, blushing a bit as she slowly began to move her arms off of her brother's shoulders.

"No, don't." Ty said, smiling as he placed her hands back around his neck, pressing his body close to hers as his tail swayed back and forth behind him. "I want to stay close like this."

With those words, Ty leaned down, placing his nose right at the nape of Emily's neck, and he took a deep breath, taking in her natural scent that always hid just beneath the top coat of her fur. It was heavenly, and as he sniffed, he wrapped his arms around Emily's waist, gently holding her chest against his. It was a passionate embrace, but they both felt something more, something deeper.

"Ty," Emily began, blushing as she laid her head onto Ty's shoulder. "Do you really love me?"

Ty's ears perked up, and as he pulled his head back, he smiled down at her, nodding happily. "I do. You're the one always on my mine Emily. The only one."

"Have you ever..." Emily coughed, trying to clear her throat as her cheeks began to burn. "Have you ever dreamed of me?"

"I have nightmares of losing you a lot. It scares me to death, and truly that's my worst fear, living in a world without you." Ty said, taking her paws into his. He knew what she was really trying to ask, and as a smirk spread across his face, he looked directly into her eyes and replied. "Yes, I have had dreams of you in that way."

"I've had dreams of you like that too." Emily said, and as Ty raised his right eyebrow, her cheeks turned a dark, cherry red. "In both ways. I've had bad dreams about losing you, and I've had amazing dreams about you taking--" She coughed, realizing what she was about to say.

"Taking what?" Ty said, a playful smirk forming over his lips as he pulled her closer to his chest. "Might as well tell me. Otherwise, I'll just tickle you until you tell me."

Emily smiled, knowing Ty was completely serious, but she was not sure if she truly wanted to tell him what she dreamt about. As Emily was thinking, Ty moved his paws up, placing his fingers on her sides, and as he began to wiggle them, she giggled happily and pushed his paws away.

"I dreamt about you taking..." She started, biting her bottom lip. "I've thought about you taking my virginity." She finally said, spitting out the words in a jumbled mess.

It was Ty's turn to blush, and as his cheeks turned a soft shade of pink, he looked away, rubbing his right paw through his hair. He had thought about taking her so many times, but he knew that would probably never be reality. She was too beautiful--too smart for such things, but now, it was happening.

The truth was out now, but Ty had no idea what to do next. Would things become awkward between them? Ty was thinking things over in his head, and as he was about to suggest something simple for them to do, Emily moved forward, pressing her lips back against Ty's in the same fiery passion as before. Ty didn't argue, and as he wrapped his arms around his sister's waist, he pushed her back until her hind legs pressed against the wall, making her moan into his lips in pleasure.

"Ty..." She whispered, feeling the tension between both of them begin to increase.

"Yes?" He asked, moving his paws forward to grip the hem of her shirt.

"Take me." She said, and Ty smiled, knowing it was a request and not a question. She wanted it just as much as he did.

"Are you sure?" He asked, slowly lifting her shirt until the hem was above her breasts. "There's no turning back after."

"I'm sure." Emily said, letting Ty remove her shirt.

Smirking, Ty admired his sister's chest, leaning down, he nuzzled into her breasts and moaned, licking over her cleavage with his long, wide tongue. It was a very sensual gesture, and as he licked the other breast, he heard a soft moan escape from his sister's lips. She was obviously enjoying herself.

Pulling back, Ty could see that they were both still standing in the doorway. They had been there for several minutes now, and slowly, Ty reached out, taking Emily's hand into his. They both knew what they wanted, and Ty could honestly feel the need radiating off of Emily's body. She wanted to be touched, and she wanted him to be the one to do it.

As they entered into the bedroom, Emily smiled, seeing the large cushion spread across the floor as a makeshift bed. It looked very comfortable, and as she stepped onto it, she swayed her tail behind her. Ty moved forward, and he slowly took the band of her pants into his large paws, pulling them down in one swift, sexy movement.

Once her clothes were in a heap on the floor, Ty blushed, seeing his sister's lower lips glistening in the sunlight that filtered in through his window. He could see beads of wetness starting to form around her lips, and as he stepped forward, he could feel himself getting hard, poking out of his sheath. It wasn't just the sight that was driving him crazy; it was also the scent.

Getting his nose close to her lower lips, Ty took in a deep breath, groaning in anticipation as his mouth began to water. Her lower lips smelt sweet, but he couldn't compare it to any fruit or dessert. It was honestly like nothing he had ever smelt before, and as he slowly licked from the top of her lips to the bottom, he moaned, coating his tongue with the slippery wetness. It was heavenly.

"Oh my god." He whispered, pressing closer to her. He began licking slowly over her lips, lapping at her pussy as if he was drinking water like a common household dog. It was that addicting, and as Ty continued to lick, Emily gasped, leaning down on her front legs so that she could grip the cushion with her hands and rub her head on Ty's pillow.

"Ty!" She moaned, tugging at the fluffy cushion below her. "That feels so good!"

Honestly, Ty didn't even hear Emily speak. He was too caught up in her taste. Shivering a bit, He reached forward, gripping her hips to hold her in place, and he slid his tongue inside of her, making her gasp loudly as his wide tongue began licking the walls of her sensitive pussy, and as he licked, he felt a sort of barrier against his tongue, blocking him from going any further. It was then that he realized his sister was truly a virgin, and a smirk spread across his face. They were going to lose their virginities to each other.

"You taste amazing Emily." Ty said, licking his nose clean.

"Ty, I need you." Emily begged, leaning back up to stand normally on all four of her legs. "Please fill me?" She begged, looking back at him as she batted her big, green eyes innocently.

That was the only conformation that Ty needed. Smiling, he stepped forward and lifted himself over her backside until he was mounted over her similar to a feral dog, and once his hips were lined up with hers, he blushed a bit, feeling his hard member bob up and down in anticipation to enter his sister.

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Ty slowly adjusted his hips, feeling the tip of his thick member press against her smaller, soaked lips. There was so much heat coming off of her lower lips that he thought she could have been in heat, but that wasn't enough to make him stop. Pushing himself inside, he felt the head of his member pop inside her tight walls, making him moan from the sheer tightness. Her lower lips were gripping him tightly, making him begin to throb in pleasure.

"God, you're so tight Emily!" He moaned, forcing his hips forward to push deeper.

As Ty forced himself into his sister's wet lips, Emily gasped, reaching up to rub her lovely, full breasts as her brother stretched her walls. "Y-you're just so big!" She moaned out, gently tweaking her nipples in-between her fingers.

With another forceful push, Ty felt the head of his member press to Emily's hymen, and he knew that it would hurt her only for a moment. With a swift hump, he bounced Emily's hips on his, driving his cock deep to hilt inside of her, popping her hymen as easily as a grape in his mouth. He could hear her whimper softly, and he slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning in to kiss her neck in a passionate and protective manner.

Quickly, Ty replaced Emily's hands with his own, playfully taking her hardened nipples into his fingers. He used his index finger and thumb to gently twist them from side to side, making Emily moan and bite her bottom lip. He continued this until he was sure that the pain from her hymen had passed.

"You like that?" Ty asked, gently tugging on Emily's nipples as she nodded her head and felt her cheeks begin to burn.

"I do!"

Smiling, Ty kept his arms around Emily's waist, but he used his front set of foot paws to hook around Emily's backside, giving him more leverage. He began moving his hips, humping slowly at first and letting his thick member pull hallway out of Emily's lips before he swiftly pushed back in, causing her juices to squirt out over his lap and drip to the floor.

"You're a very wet girl." Ty said, and he began moving his hips faster, making Emily bounce forward with each hard thrust.

"Y-yes!" She called out, laying her head back in bliss as she moaned out to the ceiling. She could feel her brother pushing inside of her, and as he hilted into her, she squealed in bliss, feeling the head of his cock press hard against the entrance to her womb. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it literally sent waves of pleasure crashing over her body, making her nipples harden and her hind legs begin to shake.

"Do that again!" Emily called out, practically begging with her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Ty obeyed, pushing himself as deep and hard as he could into her lower lips, making their hips connect with a loud slap before Emily's loud moan of pleasure erupted throughout the room. Now that he knew she loved it, Ty wasn't going to stop. He continued thrusting, hitting Emily's cervix hard, and every time the soft sound of slapping hips was heard.

Little did he know, Emily's back wall was weakening from the heavy and continuous pounding, and within a few more minutes, her back wall gave way, letting Ty enter directly into Emily's womb. This caused Emily to react even better than before. Her eyes went wide, and she went up on her toes, feeling the fur on her back stand on end before a gush of juices poured out of her lower lips. It was her first climax, and it left her body shaking in pleasure and her lower lips throbbing for more attention.

"Oh God!" She called out, biting her bottom lip hard as Ty continued to thrust, even as his lap was being flooded with wetness.

"Can I cum inside of you?" He asked, leaning forward to nuzzle and nip his sister's neck.

"Yes! Please cum inside me. I want to be dripping with your cum when you pull out." Emily replied, turning her head so that Ty could lean forward and kiss her. Their lips connected, and Emily slowly opened her muzzle a bit, allowing Ty to slip his thick tongue inside.

Moaning, Emily gently sucked on her brother's tongue, tasting her own juices that still lingered in his mouth. He was right. She did taste delicious, but so did his lips, and as she continued to kiss him, she could feel her lower lips getting stretched and sore. In a good way of course.

Shivering, Emily had to pull away from her brother's lips. She could already feel a building sensation in her lower lips as she neared a second climax. The first one had left her more sensitive, and as Ty groaned, he moved one of his paws downward, letting it hook onto her butt and rest on her lower lips. He began using his paw to stroke her clit, and Emily squealed, knowing she wouldn't last much longer.

"Cum for me big brother!" She called out, lifting her tail high into the air and resting it on her brother's wide, broad chest.

Ty didn't answer her in words, but a loud groan escaped his lips, and as he forced himself inside of her once more, Emily could feel something thick threatening to force inside of her. It was Ty's knot, and as the thick base of his cock began forcing her lower lips to stretch, Emily shivered, arching her back. The pleasure was too much, and once his thick knot popped inside of her with a wet noise, she felt him lock in place, and his knot thickened, becoming large and stretching her walls to their limits. It was then that she came. She could feel her walls contracting and tightening around his knot as her juices desperately tried to escape, but they were locked inside of her.

Seconds after Ty was locked in place, He began to cum. He was sending thick ropes of cum straight into her womb, causing his seed to pool there, unable to escape. Emily could feel the warmth building up in her stomach, and as she looked down, she moaned, seeing her underbelly begin to swell with cum. She thought her brother would never finish, and just as she thought the last few drops of cum was entering her womb, Ty reached up, moving her hair off of her shoulder and biting down hard. Emily let out a loud gasp, shivering as his teeth sank into her skin. It was a mating bite, and she knew it was his mark for her.

"T-Thank you!" Emily whispered, feeling her legs shaking as pleasure rolled through her muscles and stress seemed to melt from her skin.

Ty didn't answer right away, instead, he began to suck on her shoulder, giving her a large hickey as well as a deep mating bite.

"I love you." Ty said, smiling as he kissed her neck and admired his mark. Now, other males would know she belonged to someone else.

"I love you too." Emily said, looking over her shoulder.

They both knew that they were stuck for a good while, but neither of them seemed to mind at all. Slowly, Emily lowered herself down onto the comfortable cushion that her brother used as a bed, and Ty followed, gently moving his sister to lay on her side so that he could stay tied within her and hold her as well.

As he wrapped his arms around Emily, Ty sighed happily. He hadn't felt this wonderful in a long time, and for that moment, all of his troubles seemed so far away. He was with the only girl that he had ever loved besides his mother, and he liked it that way. He wanted nothing more than to lay there with her and keep her safe. Emily felt the same, and as Ty wrapped his arms around her, she gently lifted his paw up to her lips and kissed it, smiling as Ty returned the favor by kissing the top of her head.

It wasn't long until Emily's eyes began to droop. She had definitely been through a lot in the past few days, and as she fell asleep, Ty held her close, letting her take in his soothing scent. She knew she was safe in his arms, and as Emily began to dream, Ty tightened his arms around his sister, hoping that if he held her tighter, she would feel safer. That was all he wanted. He wanted her to feel safe and loved, and As Emily's breath began to deeper, showing she was truly asleep, Ty leaned down, kissing her soft lips before he laid his head down onto his own pillow.

"Be mine Emily." He whispered, smiling as he gently moved her hair from her cheek and pulled the covers over the both of them for warmth and more comfort. "I hope you stay this time."

With those words, Ty closed his eyes, letting his other senses take over. He could still hear the soft patter of rain on his window, and he could feel the warmth radiating from his sister's body to his, but most importantly, he could still taste her sweet juices on his lips, lingering there as a reminded of the events that had just happened and the events that were yet to come.