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From Sand to Honey

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Pennants waved in the wind caused by the passing of the airship and glorified the cheers of the crowd below. It was always a cause for celebration whenever the Prince returned and the citizens made a festival of it. The Tina watched the cheering crowds with their revelry as they passed over the tops of the buildings, coming safely to a stop in the palace grounds. The large area had been cleared for landing and the ship's wood creaked as it settled onto the cobblestone ground.

Her Royal Majesty, the Queen, stood with full Jahaliyan regalia framing her firm body at the head of Ryoga's Harem. She beamed as the crew disembarked and watched with warm eyes as a carpet was laid out for the wolf prince and his guard. Tina waited as Ryoga padded down the steps first.

The Queen embraced her son, squeezing him with a joyous grin. Tina kept an eye on the two as her Harem comrades piled around her, talking excitedly. This could be a good time for an assassination attempt, but nothing happened as the royals' guards surrounded them. Tina let herself relax and she began answering the questions shot to her about the new land.

Robin had waited patiently alongside Jasmine as the Queen broke apart from her son. She wore something akin to her frilly outfit, but this new one was blue and covered in tiny jewels. The lavish cloth gripped her curves and smoothed into her fur.

Jasmine stood next to her but seemed a world away. She had no idea of the etiquette for this despite reassurances and donned her usual attire, covering her from head to paw. The only concession she made was that she did not put on her veil again. The air felt amazing on her bare flesh. She knew that others could see her and it sent an electric thrill through her body. She was exposed like if she was naked for all to see, even just a little bit.

Ryoga turned and caught sight of his two wives, flashing his devilish smile to them and the wolfess felt herself melt again. She had been keeping an eye on Jasmine, but left her side and leapt onto the Prince, kissing him fiercely.

He laughed after the display and brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"I wasn't gone for that long, Robin." Her exuberance infecting him. "I should stay away more often for such a reunion."

Jasmine toyed with the idea in her head of jumping on him as well, but she already felt so exposed with her face out like this. No, she would stick to something more in her comfort zone.

She walked out of the crowd toward the two of them, past the Queen and the other Harem guards. Jasmine waited for the two of them to finish.

Robin noticed this first and with a last, lingering glance, she stepped away from the prince. That was when Ryoga noticed her face.

His cock hardened at the sight immediately. The jackal princess could have been less beautiful and the expression would have made him feel the same. He closed the distance between the two and locked eyes with her. There was a hesitancy as he brought up his paws to embrace her, but he stopped himself, remembering what happened in the past.

"Jasmine...you look, ah, well." Ryoga could not think of anything else to say.

She, on the other paw, was trying very hard to maintain eye contact. The wolf's luscious body was so close to her, she could smell his musk. It was like some smoky wood mixed with the scent of male sex. If she looked down, she knew she would fall to her knees and take all of the delicious length into her throat until he poured out his ecstasy in front of all these people.

She could feel herself kneeling before him, brushing her robes out of the way as she takes him down to the hilt inside of her muzzle. With the veil gone, the key piece to the outfit would no longer inhibit the oral enjoyment. It would be so alluring to do so in full formal garb and the thought caused her body to tighten. Then, Ryoga could pull her up from the ground and rip the robes from her, exposing her completely for all to behold. He would lay her down on the stonework with the pennants waving in the background and take her then and there in the messy scraps of her old dress.

But that would have to wait.

Jasmine took his paws in hers delicately, saving him from embarrassment and smiling, matching the warmth in his eyes.

"Robin has shown me quite a lot about Jahaliyan culture. Some of which, I am unsure of and would like you to confirm this." Her head tilted to the side and she moved her eyes down to his wolfhood for a fraction of a second.

Ryoga caught the implications and a fresh spurt of precum dribbled out. "Are you sure?" he whispered.

She nodded in return and heat rose between the two. Ryoga could feel the energy going into his arms to rip open her robes and take her right there, but he had more pressing matters. He cursed inwardly.

"I apologize for leaving you again so soon, but I have other matters that I have to take care of now. However, later..." He drew closer to her and placed two digits under her chin, inclining her face upward.

"...later, I will teach you all you need to know." He pressed his lips to hers and sealed the promise. It left her breathless with the intensity.

He pulled away from the kiss and reluctantly left her standing there, trying to breathe. "Tina!" he called and the skunk disembarked and traversed the area between them.

"Yes, Your Highness?"

"I need you to confirm that the necessary papers and forms are being brought to the Ranger's Hall, the Armorer, and the Quartermaster, in that order. We know Ruk and Nell are capable but they are just two against many poachers. Also, Jessica?"

The named Harem guard stepped out from the others and saluted the prince. "Yes, Your Highness?"

Ryoga glanced at her and pointed in the direction of the library. "Please head to the library and alert Koji that I need all the records of sea travel and the nobles in the area on those vessels for the past twenty years."

Jessica's eye widened. "Er...all of them, m'lord?"

"Yes, all of them. We have some research ahead of us." Ryoga was stopped by soft paw on the crook of his elbow. It was his mother.

"Oh, Ryoga, I can see how much like your father you are." The steadying paw patted his arm. "However, like your father, you both tend to bluster around without letting out too much information. What's going on? And where is Nell?"

The wolf paused, searching for the right words to say. "We think we've found the heir to the Thaneship of Blackstar."

The Queen brought the paw to her chest, a look of skepticism briefly flashing across her features. "Blackstar? Those were two of my close friends, the Thane and his wife. Their son is alive?"

Ryoga nodded, happy that his mother confirmed the sex of the child. "That's what I believe. We need to find the records first, but all signs are pointing to 'yes.' However, although he may be the heir, he is certainly not ready for that responsibility. Nell is staying behind and teaching Ruk about Jahaliya while we prepare a supply airship and the necessary paperwork instituting him as a Ranger."

"Ruk?" The Queen blinked at him. "I suppose that would be easier for a lost child to say than 'Rukalar.' Can you tell me more of what happened in the peninsula?"

Ryoga grinned and kissed his mother's cheek. "With every moment, mother dearest, you bring more and more clarity to the situation. We will have to catch up over dinner with everyone and you can be a part of it. Before that though, will you send word to the Blackstar Thaneship that their heir is found after you receive word from Koji?"

She agreed to this and he strode with excitement back toward the palace. His long legs far outstripped the rest of the group and Robin had to quicken her pace to a jog to catch up to him.

"You seem very burdened." She drew up alongside of him. "May I relieve some of that?"

Ryoga was fired up with the progress and missed her coy wink. "Yes! Would you go to the Teacher's Hall in the nearest wing?" He stopped walking and rubbed his chin. "I suppose we don't have any books for a child raised feral, but both Ruk and our professors are intelligent. Ask for volunteers for me to teach a jungle cougar basic lessons. I'm sure if you describe him, you will have no shortage of them."

"Ryoga, I don't know what he looks like." Robin responded as Jasmine joined them from behind.

"I'm considering taking him into my bed, if he is so inclined."

Robin was taken aback. The prince was known for dalliances with males, and they were always of the highest caliber. She now had a very large need to see this "Ruk."

"If you please," Jasmine's soft voice interrupted her fantasies. "I will assist Robin in this task to put your mind at ease. Later, I ask you to meet me in my chambers when you are ready to retire."

The two wives chatted amiably and parted from him in the direction of the Teacher's Hall. Ryoga almost did a double take at how well they seemed to get along. Evidently, much has happened in his absence.

"Mother..." He kept his eyes on the two of them, disbelieving. "What happened while I was gone? My wives have developed something quite independent."

"That is something you will have to take up with them, my son." The Queen responded, crossing her arms under her breasts. "By the way, I'm assuming you're rushing off to speak with your father about something. He's in a meeting with his generals at the moment. So if you want to catch him, I would head over now. Shall I send a herald?"

Ryoga assented and nodded at Natasha. "Come with me, please." The two of them headed into the palace proper and made their way to the king's study.

As they opened the doors, a herald stood by the king and he acknowledged the entrance of the two into his meeting. Natasha scanned the room, noting the sparse decor. It reminded her of Sparta back on Earth. The king sat at the head of a long table with his senior generals and spymaster seated at their appropriate spots.

However, the Spartiate never had beautiful aides draped over their shoulders at meetings. The spymaster, a satisfied looking fox, surprised Natasha by actually attending this conference. Sumber was usually out working with his aide, the sexy male coyote draped in the jeweled outfit that his female counterparts wore. The aides supplied water, documents, shoulder massages, or even handjobs. It was a prestigious position to occupy in the court.

"Ah, and my son has returned from his scouting mission on the new peninsula. Any discoveries you can enlighten us with?" The king spoke as the general hubub quieted down in the chamber.

"Yes, actually. Troubling ones along with proposed solutions. Natasha, would you mind checking the door for eavesdroppers?"

The bunny rushed to comply. Apparently, she was Ryoga's aide for this meeting. Her little fluffy tail shivered happily. As she returned to him, she stationed herself a little behind and to his right, the customary spot for an aide. The other general's eyes lingered on her. Ryoga's Harem was infamous for their beauty on top of their ferocity and she stood next to him, proudly accepting their gaze. The other aides were put off by the raising flags around the room for Ryoga's sexy bunny girl. All except the coyote for Sumber's eyes remained locked on the prince.

After the secrecy was established, Ryoga launched into his tale and what he and Nell found. His report included the increasing aggression of the Poacher Queen in Jahaliyan territory. One of the generals, a bearded ram, interrupted his speech.

"This can't go on. If we let that instigator think she can put her filthy paws in our territory, we'll be crawling with poachers soon."

Sumber opened his mouth as the others did, but spoke first. "I believe our Prince has a solution in mind to our worries. We should let him finish."

Ryoga studied the spymaster before continuing. "We found a very capable local there willing to become our ranger. He has volunteered to keep the area safe as long as we supply him. I believe that will be the best action to take at present."

Another general, a burly tiger, cleared his throat to reply. "That does seem like a sound plan, but the area is still largely unknown. Is there a chance that a port could be built nearby? It would take months to complete and would definitely give up Jahaliya's position in this territory strife. We can't afford to lose this."

The prince turned to the tiger and addressed him directly. "I have taken your ideas into consideration already, General Lume. With Ruk and Nell, a member of my own Harem, stationed there. We already have a strong base. Ruk is intimately familiar with the land and can hunt down intruders with ease. If he has been keeping the area safe by himself so far, what would arming him with better weapons and providing him with a force do?"

"Very wise, my son." The King spoke as he finished and the attention in the room swiveled back to the monarch. "When you were attacked in the jungle, is it your opinion that it was to kill you or take you alive?"

Ryoga thought back to the fierce battle. "It was the latter."

Sumber leaned forward at this. "My intelligence reports that the Queen is changing her focus in regards to Jahaliya. She doesn't want His Highness dead anymore. In fact, given that he has reached a new pinnacle in Jahaliyan virility and news of his Harem is spreading so far, she has developed a lust for him. It isn't the lust that can easily be sated by a conjugal visit, though. My ears report that she desires you as a 'sex toy', Your Highness."

"That's a bit hard to believe, Spymaster. She has been so hostile before." Ryoga's back itched with the memory of being slashed.

The fox took a deep breath and opened a folder in front of him. The papers inside were pieced together from different correspondence.

"It says here, from my best informant, that the Queen has taken to procuring a type of sex doll as a substitute for you." The others in the room, including Ryoga, seemed disturbed by the thought. "She has also been drawing young male wolves about your size and stature, Your Highness, into her bed. Judging by how all of them have been publicly executed, I can only discern that she is obviously dissatisfied with them...and your report now confirms that she's willing to do a lot more."

The King turned to his spymaster as the implications sunk into his generals and his son. "Do you have anymore information from your web, Sumber?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The fox flipped to a page in his notes marked with a red ribbon. "Given her advanced age, the Poacher Queen has opened her kingdom's coffers to pay for more intense magic to enhance her appearance. The magic is very dark, however. It came with a higher cost than just her gold."

General Lume turned to his aide while the fox spoke the and his aide, a perky-breasted snow leopard, produced a bound scroll. With this in paw, he placed the shimmering parchment on the table and opened it, invoking the magic.

As the runes glowed, the eyes of the people present were drawn to it as he pushed it to the center of the table. "My own spies have found information and have sent this image to me as a result."

Sumber stood up as his aide took a defensive stance. "With all due respect, General, all sensitive material needs to go through my paws first before it is presented to the council."

It was too late, though. The runes flashed once and it revealed its illusory contents. A three dimensional image of the Poacher Queen bloomed out from the scroll. The unicorn's slim body and perfectly proportioned breasts dazzled the minds of all who beheld her. Her raven mane flare behind her and the gleaming armored gorget and sleeves framed her regal form, a cape fluttering in the non-existent wind. She stared up at the people around her as if she knew about the image, a haughty expression on her muzzle and a raised goblet. The image moved and she toasted the council, breasts bouncing exquisitely with the movement.

With that small motion, a visible wave of fear tinged with wonder took the room. Almost everyone was transfixed with the great beauty in the center. The generals and even the King himself were growing painfully erect. Murmurs of lust unsatisfied were muttered under breaths.

"Do you like my body, Ryoga?" The image of the Poacher Queen rotated until it her muzzle faced the Prince. He felt a flutter in the back of his mind as his eyes were drawn down the perfect lines of her form. The wolf could almost see moisture beading at her opening.

Her voice was even more mesmerizing, thick and sultry. It promised things and whispered mysteries to the prince. However, he realized that the flutter in the back of his mind was his own voice screaming at him.

Suddenly, the texture of the room changed and the council members went berserk, leaping from their chairs onto their aides. Most of the women went down with terrified shrieks as the men pinned them, thrusting forcefully inside of them. The tiger general even had his aide in his jaws, tiny rivers of blood running from her shoulders.

The ram caught his own aide trying to escape. He forced the girl against the chair and her neck was angled excruciatingly across the back of the wood. She made horrible strangled sounds as she choked, his cock slamming into her.

Natasha saw the stricken look crossing her prince' face and realized what was happening. Thinking quickly, the bunny slid to her knees, grabbing one paw on Ryoga's waist to steady him and the other guided his juicy phallus into her mouth.

She began bobbing her head up and down, slurping at him messily. This would have to satisfy him enough to clear his mind.

As the wolf prince thrust with Natasha's bobbing, he met the eyes of the Queen in the image. She raised her head and looked down at him imperiously as Natasha gave her sloppy blowjob. She smiled as if she knew he wished that it was her beautiful muzzle dripping around his wolfhood.

Ryoga came, spurting his sticky seed into his aide's mouth with the thought.

"That's enough!"

Sumber was clasping one paw behind him with both of the coyote's. The Spymaster had sucked the energy from his aide like a battery to counteract the spell from the Poacher Queen. With a forceful punch, Sumber shattered an invisible force pervading the room as the coyote drew one of his paws out. A spectral filter wrapped around the image, hiding it from view.

"Consider this an object lesson." Sumber growled angrily at General Lume and the others, snatching the scroll from the table and rolling it back up.

"Indeed," His Majesty responded tightly to the fox.

When the others recovered enough, the King slammed his paw down on the table, fury burning in his eyes. "The Poacher Queen grows arrogant with this attack. She must think us weak to dare something so direct." He looked around at the others as they got to their feet, some helping their aides tenderly.

"We will raise the alarm that the Queen has made a direct act of war. Security will be heightened and the guards be made ready for hostile enchantments. We won't be taken by surprise like this again. This meeting is adjourned for now. Take care of your aides and ready yourselves."

The King left after this with his guard. With a quick look about the room, the Spymaster handed the scroll to his companion and the two followed after.

Ryoga caught the fox by the arm but withdrew the offered paw with a snap after his attention was caught.

"Yes, Your Highness?" Sumber bowed. His eyes caught the prince's and he smirked.

"Thank you for your presence of mind, Spymaster." Ryoga stated then turned his attention away from the fox.

"As always, I'm at your service." Sumber left the hall after that with his aide.

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The evening blanket clung to the rooftops of Jahaliya as night settled down on the kingdom. Even though he was drained from the earlier ordeal, Ryoga kept a straight back and an eager grin as he strode to Jasmine's chamber. The princess had been waiting for him and he did not want to keep her any longer. The prince dared to hope that this was finally the night.

The fennec maid, Sapphire stood outside of Jasmine's chambers holding a candle. She beckoned to Ryoga and opened the door, showing him into the shrouded room.

Inside, Jasmine's bed was turned into what looked like an altar. The large mattress was layered with expensive cloth and gossamer veils barely hid the princess from view. Sapphire knelt and placed the candle back into its sconce before closing the doors behind the wolf.

"I hope you've some stamina left, Your Highness." She murmured as the doors shut. Ryoga did not seem to have heard. The prince walked spellbound to the bed, spicy incense filled his nostrils as the smoke curled into the air around him. He drew aside the veils, revealing Jasmine lounging in the middle of the bed.

By the Goddess, she was gorgeous.

Ryoga had to go to his knees to scoot across the bed toward her. The jackal was only wearing a pale, cream-colored cloth that was opaque enough to leave the eye guessing, but thin enough to show it was the only layer. She had donned a rich, thick necklace from her homeland and the golden chains lay thick upon her breasts. She stared up at Ryoga as he entered with no fear in her dazzling eye. A faint trace of black makeup captivated him.

"Did you have a successful excursion, Ryoga?" She whispered to him, her voice heavy in the cloaked room.

The prince could feel his heart thumping in his chest. How could he have found the Poacher Queen so enticing when this was in the palace? She spent vast sums of money for enchantments when Jasmine only had to lay upon her bed and ask him a question.

"It was...fine, but I'm curious." Ryoga could not keep it to himself much longer. The urge was building in him and threatened to sweep him away. The throbbing erection was distracting him as well. "What is this all about?"

"Robin has helped me through some things in your absence. We explored quite a bit of Jahaliyan customs and I have grown knowledgeable with some. However, there are a few secrets still unknown to me."

"What secrets are those?"

Jasmine got to her knees on the bed and her hair fell around her, spilling unbound past her shoulders. "I have not known a male. And...I am ready. I have conquered my past and my heritage. I'm ready for you, my husband."

He closed the gap between them and the jackal raised her arms up, pulling him forward those last few inches and kissing him. The passion confirmed his last fear and Ryoga was released from it in the few seconds.

"I'm going to give you that knowledge and no one can ever take that away from you, Jasmine." Ryoga's voice deepened and the princess shivered with the promise.

The wolf grabbed the neckline of her robe, ripping the cloth off of her body. Jasmine gasped from the roughness and realized that she was truly unafraid now. He drank in her unashamed nakedness and ran a paw over her chest.

"Oh, by the Goddess, I've wanted this for so long." Ryoga pushed her down by the shoulder and she tumbled back onto the bed. He followed soon after, embracing her tightly against his body and thrusting his hard cock around her wet opening.

She moaned and rubbed herself against him, aching from all of the frustration and its sudden release. His hard muscles pressed into her stomach and she widened her legs for him, eagerly accepting his body between them.

"I don't want to hurt you." He said, his voice barely above a whisper into her ear. They were so close. She could see the candlelight reflected from his eyes. He paused, angling himself right at the edge of her tight, slickened pussy.

"I can take it, Ryoga. Please!" She begged, rubbing herself onto him and forcing the tip a little into her waiting lips.

The wolf thrust into her and it was like slipping into a hot bath after a long day. Jasmine stiffened from the pain, a sharp, hot stab and then nothing as she bled a little onto the sheets.

Her husband caressed her and slid in through the pain as it turned into something else. Ryoga breathed out as he reached the end of his length, resting all of himself inside the princess. The jackal's skin clung to him, squeezing him in the tightest of hugs.

"Oh, Ryoga. It feels so amazing!" She gasped. "This is what I've been missing."

The wolf laughed. It was a deep, masculine sound in his throat as he worked his cock deeper into her buttery folds. He knew the effect it had on her and reveled in her tiny moans of happiness as he worked himself in and out of her. "And I've only gotten started..."

Sex with Jasmine took him to entirely new level and he wanted her first time to completely dash any other fears. Leaning back, Ryoga tucked one paw in the small of the female's back and lifted her off the bed. His abs rolled as he thrust into her, the rhythm steadied.

At that angle, he could watch her as she writhed, open-mouthed and beautiful upon him. Jasmine had her eyes closed and ran her fingers through her hair, panting with the excitement.

Sliding his legs out from under him, he continued to grip her slim waist in one paw as he settled back, keeping her on top. Jasmine opened her eyes and seemed dazed at how she was moved, one paw on Ryoga's powerful bicep.

"Do you like the view?" He grinned at her and put his arms behind his head.

The princess looked down at the handsome wolf speared deep inside of her. His fur caught the candlelight in the creases of his well-toned chest leading down to a smooth stomach. The sight aroused her and she inhaled the aroma of the burning scents in the air. Her hips rolled back and forth and she placed a paw on his stomach, giving her better purchase to slide his maleness in and out of her.

"Mmmm...I do like it. What about you?" Jasmine traced her paws under her breasts and squeezed her thighs on him.

Ryoga gazed up at her. The jackal's fur took on a different hue in the low light. It almost glowed. The soft illumination also highlighted her feminine features and healthy bosom, gleaming under the gold. With each thrust, the wolf moved all of the wealth and it rang in the silence along with their sounds of pleasure.

"I want to make your heir tonight!" The princess pierced herself upon him again and he was thrusting even deeper. "More! Give me more!" She rocked like the ocean on top of him. Crackling energy seemed to build as she cried out her delight.

Ryoga held himself back from the fast approaching edge. He could feel her body tightening around him in response to the quickening cadence.

"Jasmine. I want you to tell me to fuck you." He growled, now engaging his thighs and pumping into her forcefully. "Say it!"

Jasmine felt the cleansing of the last recesses in her mind as the building orgasm rolled over her. "Goddess! Fuck me, Ryoga! Fuck me hard!"

The wolf suddenly stiffened as his climax overtook him. He roared, gushing up like a geyser into the jackal as she screamed, mounted on him.

"FUCK!" Their two voices melded into one howl.

Shaking and knowing her muscles would be sore tomorrow, Jasmine rolled off of the wolf and collapsed at his side. Ryoga's eyes fluttered with exhaustion, but he turned over, pulling the jackal close to him.

"Was it everything you wanted and more?" The wolf kissed her gently as he asked the question.

She curled up, her body molding into his as they savored the utter satisfaction. "Everything I could ever want and more. Thank you, Ryoga...I love you."

The two relaxed with the sheets pooled around them. Soon, Jasmine recovered enough to sit up. She did not bother to pull the sheets up to cover her nudity as before.

"I have a confession." She started, looking over the side of her bed. "I never thought that sex like this could be so freeing."

Ryoga sat up, unashamed as always. "All you needed to change your mind was a good, hard fuck?" He tickled her side teasingly.

Giggling, the jackal drew away from the attention and drew aside another veil from the bed. A large, ornate mirror stood against the wall. Ryoga wished he had known early that it was there. Ideas sprang to his mind with the reflective surface showing off the royal couple. "Not just that, but yes...a good, hard fuck definitely helped."

She slid off of the bed and walked over to the mirror. Imagining herself in a traditional Jahaliyan outfit, the princess could almost see her father's enraged face, veins bulging from the sides.

"I wish I could just...burn all of those old clothes and start a new wardrobe." Jasmine turned to meet Ryoga's gaze and mimed putting on a cape with grand sweep of her arms. "Perhaps a cape like yours."

Ryoga went from the bed to join her. "There's no reason why you can't now." He kissed her shoulders and enveloped her from behind. He was so tall in comparison to the slim female.

"You're right. I can wear what I want, when I want now!"

"Right!" Ryoga chuckled, encouraging her good mood.

"I think I shall burn all of the clothes." She hurried over to the closet and threw it open, exposing all of the hateful burka-like robes that restricted her before. The rich fabric glinted in the firelight.

"Ah...if you're sure about this." Ryoga didn't want her to regret anything about this night. Rash decisions in the bedroom can come back to haunt.

"As sure as you want to still fuck your harem." She responded jovially grabbing the offending articles in a huge armful. She stumbled over to the fire, hurling the heap into it. The fragile fabric ignited immediately and the blaze leapt up with a ferocity, devouring the clothing. Jasmine watched her old self burn in that moment.

There was one more article in the back of the wardrobe. It hung there, taunting her and she reached for it to throw it in as well. However, she noticed it was one of the first robes she had received as a woman in her country. It was the first time that she found out that fabric could restrict her desires and wants as a person. She hated the outfit intensely in that moment.

As she took it out to throw it in as well, a thought occured. She could tear it open at her formal wedding event with Ryoga and send the pieces back to her country. That sounded much more fun than just burning it here.

Ryoga saw his wife stop and brush the hem of her robe thoughtfully. He grasped her shoulder with support in case she was having second thoughts.

"Are you alright, love?"

She met his gaze again with an uncharacteristic fierceness. "I've never felt better. I'll be saving this for a different occasion but now there is certainly no going back. I'll need a tailor in the morning."

Ryoga sighed, happy she was solidly still in her new mindset. "Good, yes. We'll take care of that in the morning."

"For now however," Jasmine sidled up to him. " I believe you need cleaning up." She did not have far to go kneeling in front of him to take the prince's cock into her mouth.

Ryoga's fantastic stamina and her eager mouth shot his wolfhood right back up again. The inexperienced princess gobbled at his length with fervor but she did not have quite the right rhythm down. Ryoga quickly instructed her on the proper way to do it and he was soon flat with his back against the wall. Jasmine "cleaned" him up with her tongue, lapping at his heavy balls and the surrounding area.

"Ah, fuck. Jasmine...that's great." He breathed heavily as she stuck his plump head back into her mouth. The cleanliness turned into even more of a mess and the prince's musky precum mixed with her saliva. His shaft was coated as she sucked him down hard.

"Jasmine...I'm going to go soon if you keep doing that." He had gripped the back of her head tightly as she pleasured him. She drew back suddenly but continued stroking him.

"On my face!" She begged, licked at his sensitive underside and squeezing his knot. "Please? I want to feel it! I want to know!"

Her pleading alongside her capable paws sent him over the edge again. The wolf prince moaned as she brought him again. This time, he spilled his hot seed across her waiting muzzle.

Jasmine knelt on her knees in front of Ryoga as he spasmed his pleasure onto her. She closed her eyes as the ropes of sticky, warm cum shot over her. The wolf always climaxed quite a bit and now the two were even more messy than when she offered to clean him up.

"Thank you, Ryoga." She wiped some of the cum off of her cheek and sucked it from the finger. Her eyes still held a spark of lust in them as she stood. Ryoga noted that the blessings of the royal family's stamina must have extended over to his wife as well now. The Goddess had accepted her.

"Let's go to the training showers! Not a lot of people will be up at this time of night." Ryoga suggested playfully, half-joking.

"Sure," Jasmine agreed.

"Really...?" He looked down at her, incredulous. "Well, okay then! Let's go."

Ryoga led her giggling out from the bedroom and the two of them hustled completely naked down the halls. That part of the palace was deserted save for the Harem guards. As they dodged around an open area with a courtyard, neither of them noticed the figure of a mouse watching them under the moonlight. John felt a swelling of joy watching the two of them running like youngsters, naked and free in the night.

They eventually got to the showers, passing a few of the other guards. When they saw who was running with Ryoga, most of them hid, afraid they would interrupt something with the shy princess. Her gleeful smile and proud sprint eased their minds and they followed the royal couple to make sure they would be okay.

Reaching the showers, Ryoga went in first and turned one of the huge showerheads on. A cascade of warm water poured from the ceiling and drenched him as he beckoned Jasmine forward from the doorway into the empty room.

Sylvia had been finishing a night time spar with Lydra as the royal pair made a mad dash for the showers. "I think she's ready for the wedding, don't you?" The lioness turned to the panther.

Lydra rolled her eyes and grabbed her towel. "I also think we'll be needing to use different showers tonight. C'mon, Syl." The two of them exited the training grounds and passed Robin on the way out.

The wolfess had heard some whispers around and the news traveled very fast. She picked her way carefully across the training ground, silent. Her ears picked up wisps of conversation interspersed with laughter from inside the showers.

Robin made it to the doorway and peeked inside. To her surprise, Jasmine was stark naked in the showers and so was Ryoga! The wolfess watched as the jackal soaped down her husband's hair and chestfur. Ryoga's eyes were closed and he enjoyed the tender attention the first wife was paying to him. Jasmine turned to grab some more soap and locked eyes with Robin.

Robin froze and prayed that she was not interrupting anything. Her friend winked at her slyly from across the room and made a lewd gesture.

Floored, Robin gasped and flipped back around, hiding like a schoolgirl from the scene. Realizing what she was doing, the wolfess grinned and clutched at the sides of her muzzle, happily sinking to the floor.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!"