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Chapter 23

"Oh . . . oh, Zaldon. . . honey, don't stop . . ." Julyan whispered breathlessly.

Zaldon didn't stop. He slammed his cock in again and again, harder, faster. The lube on his dick squelched loudly with every slam. It was something new that was all the rave in the sun village market. It came in several flavors, so Julyan bought several jars. When Zaldon came home from court that day - weary and tired after nursing the sick chieftess - Julyan surprised him with the lubricant. He rubbed it on Zaldon's dick and anus and licked it off with a hungry tongue. Zaldon had stood in their bedroom, grunting and sighing as Julyan's mouth worked its magic. He in turn smeared the lube under Julyan's tail . . . then proceeded to bend him over the edge of the bed.

"Oh - Ah! Oh, god, I'm so hard."

Zaldon reached under and lifted his brows: Julyan was hard enough to erupt. He fumbled past him for the lube. The squat little jar was on the bed with the cap off. Zaldon dipped his large fingers, then smeared the lube on Julyan's cock and fondled him.

Julyan sighed as his greasy cock was massaged. "Oh, baby . . . you're so good to me."

"As long as we don't have to share this flavor with the wives . . ." Zaldon muttered, licking the lube off his fingers. "Mm . . . strawberry."

Julyan laughed softly. They both knew Zaldon's three wives were downstairs or out in the garden, probably experimenting with the banana-flavored jar of lube Julyan had brought home for them.

_Banana flavored._Zaldon chuckled.

"Uh!" Julyan grunted. "I'm coming!" He smiled. "You are too. . ."

Zaldon squeezed his eyes shut and blushed. He always came fast when he was tired like this. It had been a long day at the chief's hut. His wife was pregnant - they had already named the unborn child Okomi - and because she had always been a sickly female, the pregnancy was very difficult for her. All of them were. Zaldon had to question the wisdom of forcing her to have child after child. But it was custom in the sun village: a chief married one wife and it was she alone who produced dozens of heirs.

"Come inside . . ." Julyan whispered. "Oh . . . but I want to see you . . ."

Zaldon pulled out, and smiling lovingly, he turned Julyan over. Julyan was such a beautiful male. Like most of the sun wolves, he was fairly tall, with a toned body that was rippling with muscles. Zaldon was fast becoming prominent sorcerer in the sun village, but Julyan was a simple warrior, and as such, was very athletic and fit. He hadn't even bothered to wash off his war paint: it was smeared on his handsome face from sweating - as well as from Zaldon's frantic kisses.

Lying on the edge of the bed, Julyan looked up at Zaldon with warm lavender eyes. His long lashes fluttered when Zaldon's big white paw cupped his face. His closed his paw over Zaldon's. "I love you," he whispered.

Zaldon melted. "I love you more." He lifted Julyan's thigh . . . and slid himself home.

Julyan cried out. His mouth sagged open and his brows pinched together with pleasure. He looked at Zaldon with hooded eyes as they began to rock together. Zaldon leaned down and nudged the silvery mane from Julyan's eyes as he humped him slowly. The lube squelched just as slowly. Julyan was shivering. His paws clutched the tight muscles of Zaldon's back urgently. He arched his back.

"Deeper, Zaldon . . . oh, god, that's it . . ."

Zaldon showered Julyan's neck and shoulder with kisses as he made love to him. "You know . . . I think strawberry is my favorite flavor."

Julyan laughed: they had gone through six jars already.

Zaldon closed his eyes and suddenly grimaced. He felt Julyan kissing him as he encouraged him to release. He was so tired, he almost didn't think he was going to come. But then it happened. Julyan choked as Zaldon's hot seed filled him, and Zaldon felt his lover come against his belly. They looked at each other, breathless and panting, then kissed.

"Where is that jar," Zaldon moaned. "I want to eat your ass. I'll smear that strawberry on it . . ."

"Zaldon!" laughed Julyan. He slapped his chest for him to get up.

They climbed into bed together. Outside the window, the sun was going down. Julyan grabbed the jar of lube before it toppled off the bed. Zaldon passed him the cap and he screwed it on.

"We've already used most of it up," Julyan scolded. "You've already eaten blueberry, raspberry, cocoanut, and --"

"Don't forget plum . . ."

"--and plum," Julyan added, laughing, "out of my ass! Besides, we almost fucked through dinner. I should go downstairs and get it started --"

"Oh, no you don't!" Zaldon cried, catching Julyan in his big arm before he could get away. He pulled him down to the sheets with him, relishing in the sound of his laughter as he nuzzled his nose in his most ticklish places.

"Zaldon . . ." Julyan scolded.

"Mm . . . one more time?"

"I thought you were tired!"

"I am . . . but I love how you feel . . . in my arms . . ."

"Oh, Zaldon," Julyan said fondly. He looked up at him with love shining in his lavender eyes and rubbed his broad back. "Alright. Five more minutes."

They snuggled in the sheets again.

"Marrying you," Zaldon whispered, "was the best thing I ever did."

"Then why," Julyan said, "aren't you wearing your ring?" He took Zaldon's big paw and lifted it pointedly. "That's not the ring I gave to you!"

Zaldon snatched his paw under the sheets and bit his lip, looking ridiculously sheepish for such a big male.

Julyan laughed at him. "Zaldon," he said softly, "that's the ring you were going to give . . ."

Zaldon's ears flattened. "I know, I know. I just wondered how he was . . ."

"You can feel him through the ring?"

"Yes," Zaldon admitted. "This is the one he would have worn. If we were both wearing the rings, he would feel me too."

"And how is Kel?" Julyan asked quietly.

Zaldon frowned and peered into the distance, as if he was listening to something. Julyan saw him pull his paw from under the sheet and the ring glowed slightly on his finger.

"He's . . ." Zaldon's frown deepened. "Sad."

Julyan rubbed his paw over Zaldon's sympathetically. "Maybe he misses you."

"No . . ."

"Why wouldn't he? You miss him. I know you do."

Zaldon glanced at Julyan irritably. "Can we not discuss this? I thought we agreed . . ."

Julyan laughed. "And yet, you're walking around wearing the ring you were going to give him a year ago. You must be thinking about him - an old lover - and I, your husband, am supposed to say nothing?"

Zaldon sat up, giving Julyan a full view of his broad white back. His white mane fell long down the muscles and spread over his shoulders. Zaldon was so big, sometimes Julyan thought he dwarfed the bed. If they kept having sex the way they were, they were definitely going to need a new one.

Julyan cleared his throat and smoothed a paw over Zaldon's back. "Zaldon . . . honey . . ." He sighed. He hated when they argued. Ironically enough, Julyan _wanted_Zaldon to talk about Kel, but Zaldon absolutely refused to. And so they quarreled for an entire year about it. It was supposed to be the other way around: Julyan was supposed to want Zaldon to forget Kel. But Zaldon was in pain. Julyan just wanted to help him.

"What happened when you went home?" Julyan said softly. "Something must've happened if you're thinking about Kel again."

Zaldon sighed. He turned his head slightly, and Julyan could see his long lashes blinking around the sweep of his mane. "Kel was there."

Julyan's ears pricked forward. He grinned. "Well? Did you see each other? What did he say?"

Zaldon laughed hollowly. "He never knew I was there. I teleported back. Just barely got away too. Lynny purposely waited until the last minute to tell me he was coming."

Julyan laughed. "I would have done the same. You and Kel need to work things out. So you can move on."

"Julyan . . ." Zaldon said miserably.

"What am I saying?" Julyan wondered, admonishing himself. "There is no moving on. He's the love of your life."

Zaldon winced. "Can we stop talking about him? Please. I'll just put the ring away and we'll never speak of him again."

"Zaldon --"

"Please. Or do you want to see me cry?"

Julyan sighed. "Alright, honey."

"Thank you," Zaldon said heavily. He started to take the ring off and put it back in its pouch on the bedside table - but it glowed again. Zaldon halted as a rush of emotions hit him. Kel was somewhere . . . crying. Zaldon swallowed hard as he cried too.