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Slate marched on ahead of his brothers, the encounter with the gun wielding badger still playing on his mind.

"We should have killed em all." said Neko, his youngest brother.

"That would be a neat trick with a bullet hole through your chest." Slate snapped.

"So what? We're just going to let that little runt and his bitch walk away, are we?" Neko sneered.

"Shut your damn muzzle!" Slate turned sharply on his smaller sibling, and stabbed his chest with a finger. "If we see 'em again, we'll kill 'em."

"Why don't we just go back tonight when they're asleep, set the building on fire?"

"Because if we torch a fucking mining camp, the damn dogs will send their infantry to kill us all. I have absolutely no intention of starting a war over a couple of horny fucking whelps."

"You're a coward brother." Neko said, puffing his chest out.

Slate flung his paw out and caught the younger wolf in the jaw. Neko hit the ground hard. Slate followed him, to the ground, raining blows down onto him furiously.

"The coward's kicking your ass Neko," Said Tag, the oldest of the siblings, before breaking into a cruel little laugh.

"Never call me a coward you little shit!" Slate said stnding up and giving the smaller wolf a few more kicks.

"He kind of has a point though brother." Said Tag, folding his arms.

You want me to beat your ass too?" Slate said turning to the other wolf.

"No, my ass is just fine the way it is thank you..." Said Tag. "But when folks find out you got run off by a couple of badgers, and that you let one of your bitches get nicked by a lousy runt... they're gonna think you're weak. How many challenges you had this year? 4...5? That Torris kid is getting huge, he's also vicious as fuck. He's bound to take a swing for you sooner or later. Guvver ain't gonna forget the whooping you gave him neither."

"What the fuck are you getting at Tag?" Slate barked, more than tired of the conversation.

"I'm saying, if the males don't fear you they're gonna keep trying to kick your ass or kill you and one day, one of them is going to succeed, then we're all fucked. You, me, Neko, Beth... What do you think Torris would do to Beth if he was running the show? He's not gonna want to keep your barren old fuck-toy arou-"

"Don't talk about her like that!" Slate's eyes were filled with a murderous rage.

"I'm just saying..."

"Well don't."

Tag held up his paws, giving in.

Slate grabbed his little brother up from the ground and swatted the snow from his fur.

"I'll take care of it..." Slate said.

A few hours later they returned back to their encampment, Beth was overseeing the dismantlement of the camp. All the wolves were busy loading the pack's wears onto the back of 4 large carts. Slate waved to his mate as he strode back through the camp. Beth looked to his paws, expecting to see the head of a young wolf, as she had instructed him. When she realised the runaway bitch was also not with them, her face turned into a scowl. She had to stop herself from screaming at him there and then.

"Hello my sweet." Said Slate, kissing her forehead lovingly.

"Where's his fucking head..." She whispered furiously. "Everyone thinks you've gone soft..."

"They won't in a moment." He stroked her ears and walked off, purposefully.

"Torris!" Slate shouted across the camp. A large youthful looking wolf turned to face the Alpha. He was carrying a pile of pelts in his arms.

"Yeah?" Came his response.

"Come here for a moment."

The young wolf tossed the pelts onto the back of one of the carts and began walking towards him.

Many of the wolves had stopped working and were watching with curiosity. By now the story of the two young runaways was well known, and the frequent failed excursions to try and find them oft talked about.

"Still can't find one little slut? Huh slate?" Torris said loudly, for the benefit of all the observing wolves.

Beth flinched with rage as she watched her mate being undermined.

"No, we found her, and the fucking thief." Said slate.

"I don't see her." Torris shrugged.

"They're both crow food." Slate lied.

"Good for you..." Said Torris.

"Although interestingly enough, before the little bitch died, she told me something interesting."

"What?"

"She told me that you've been fucking my bitches..." Slate looked up at the huge young male.

"What?" Said Torris "Well then she's a little fucking liar,"

"Why would she lie?" Said slate.

"I...I dunno....mayb-" At that moment slate sprang forwards, smashing his paw into the wolf's jaw. Torris stumbled and swung blindly at the alpha. Slate ducked under his swing expertly and lunged upwards, sinking his teeth into the big animal's throat. Slate thrashed his head around in blur of motion, tearing into the young wolf's neck.

As Slate yanked his head away Torris fell to the floor clutching his neck. Blood poured freely over his paws and down his chest.

The whole camp was silent, every wolf in attendance was staring horrified as Torris slowly stopped moving. Slate spat a lump of the other wolf out onto the ground and wiped his lips on his forearm. Beth trotted up beside him, trying to conceal a grin.

"Who's my clever boy?" She whispered, pressing her lips to his and kissing him hard.

"Me." Said slate placing both paws on her butt and lifting her into his arms, she responded by eagerly wrapping her legs around him. With everyone still watching, he pressed her up against the side of one of the carts and began passionately kissing her. She murmured in delight at the taste of blood on his lips. Beth slid a paw between them and grabbed his cock, she found it already stiffening. Her paw pumped at his eager prick until he was hard. Moments later she grunted happily as he slammed his cock into her.

"That's it baby... give 'em a show..." She whispered as he began to fuck her hard against the cart. Her paws slid through his fur, feeling his muscles tense and flex as he drove his cock into her over and over. He squeezed his eyes shut, delighting in the feel of her tight, warm, pussy hugging his cock.

"Take it slow, don't come," She whispered, between kisses. "Show them what a stud you are..." Slate opened his eyes and smiled.

"But you're so fucking beautiful..." He winked, driving forwards again.

That evening once the camp had been packed away the wolves hitched the carts to the horses and began the long journey back towards the City, leaving the bod of Torris to be covered by the gently falling snow.

The Great Den was bustling at this time of year, packs from hundreds of miles around were migrating back to spend the worst of the long dark winter snug and warm in the longhouses of their tribes, bringing with them cart loads of food that had been hunted and stored in the previous months. Whilst some wolves spent their whole lives in The Great Den most lived a semi-nomadic existence for most of the year, returning only for the harshest months of winter, however when they did the place heaved with activity, 100,000 wolves lived cheek by jowl.

At the end of one of these bustling streets was a building unlike most of the others, it's construction was elegant, almost impressive, unlike the majority of the large thatched roofed wooden buildings this one had a roof made of slate tiles, it was adorned with markings and decorations cut by a skilled paw, depicting hunting scenes and wolves copulating. The building belonged to a tribe known as 'The Black Paws' and currently it was filled to bursting with all the females of the various sub packs that were still in season. To the two male wolves who stood on a barrel round the back of the building and peered in through a small gap in the rear wall, it smelled absolutely heavenly.

"They're so hot... I want that one... she's so pretty!" Whispered Tark the larger of the two friends; smooshing his grey face hard into the gap, trying to get a better look.

"Which one?" Asked the other wolf pushing his head in front of his friend's.

"The one with the cute butt by the fireplace." Tark tried to push his head back in where he could see it, but the space was fully occupied. "..."Roo fuck off! it's my turn to look.

"Oh yeah her... I guess she's okay." Said the smaller wolf not moving

"Roo! Come on I wanna see!" Tark eventually managed to regain control of the hole and stared back at the creature that had caught his attention. "Oh god...I want her so badly...You think she'll be at the solstice?"

"Probably...everyone will be." Roo gave up on the hole, hopped down from the barrel and leaned against the building idly.

"If I see her I'm going to ask her if we can have sex." Said Tark

"If she's still in season they won't let her go."

"She won't be in season... solstice isn't for another... 4 days."

"She might be."

"Don't try and ruin this for me...I think I love her."

"That's just the heat talking, ya idiot."

"Maybe..." Tark said, his tail wagging

"We should go before their Den Mother sees us and gives us a hiding."

"Just a minute more." Tark sighed as he watched the females going about their business. He was so horny he could barely stand it.

"You know you have a massive boner right now? Doncha?" Said Roo.

"Yeah..." Sighed Tark, a moment later he jolted in surprise as he felt a something grab his prick. Looking down, he saw Roo's paw gripped firmly around his member.

"Whatcha doing?"

"I was going to suck your cock." Said Roo with a look on his face that said 'why are you even asking me this?'.

"Oh...cool...thanks." Said Tark, returning his head to the gap.

Roo gently ran his paw along the red canine cock, enjoying the feeling of it pulsing gently against his finger tips. As the smaller male gently opened his muzzle and slipped it over the glistening canine member he heard Tark moan with delight.

"They're so...so pretty Roo."

"Mmmhhmmm," Mumbled Roo, past a mouthful of cock.

Pushing his tongue up hard against Tarks smooth flesh he began to nod his head back and forth enjoying the scent the taste and the feel of sucking the nice big cock. He slurped noisily then pulled his muzzle away so that he could give Tark a huge lick from his balls all the way to the tip of his prick. Roo looked at his friend, jealous of the bitches inside for getting all of Tark's attention. Desperate for his affection, he returned to sucking Tark's cock with a passion, pushing his nose hard into the wolf's furry groin, letting Tark's prick squeeze into his throat. He felt his friend shudder and place a paw on his head, rubbing his ears. Roo smiled inwardly and looked up. When he saw his friend was still watching the females he pulled his mouth away and huffed.

"Hey." Said Roo, his friend still peered through the hole.

"Hey." Roo repeated. Getting no response again.

Finally Roo had had enough and jabbed Tark in the thigh with a paw "HEY!"

"What?" Said Tark finally. "Why did you stop?"

"I wanna fuck."

"But... I'm looking at the pretty."

"Pleeeeeease?" Said Roo, trying to sound as adorable as possible.

"Aww..." Said Tark, his face flipping between Roo and the hole in the wall. "Okay. Come up here."

Roo looked around uneasily then carefully climbed up onto the barrel with his friend. Tark shuffled back onto the very edge of the unsteady container and pushed Roo up against the wall.

"Are you sure this is safe?" Said Roo.

"It's probably fine." Tark said, pushing his cock up against Roo's tight, eager, little tail hole.

Roo smiled and pushed his hips back against the sopping wet cock, biting his lips as he felt the other male begin to slowly penetrate him. "That feels good Tark... Tark?" Tark was trying to peer awkwardly through the hole again. "Tark!"

"Sorry, I wanted to see if that girl was still there." Tark slammed his hips forward, burying his cock into' the smaller wolfs ass. The motion made the barrel wobble violently, both Wolf's eyes clamped open in alarm as they grabbed at the wall.

"This isn't safe Tark."

"It's okay, I'll just be more gentle...Can you tuck your cock between your legs?"

"What? Why?"

"So I can pretend you're a girl."

"No!" Shouted Roo

"Be quiet or the Den mother w-"

"yeah... yeah..." Roo rolled his eyes and bumped his butt backwards. "C'mon...fuck me." He whimpered.

Tark sighed, placed both paws on Roo's ass and began to carefully pump his cock into his friend. Tark growled happily as he watched Roo's tight asshole stretching hard around the glistening prick, following the contours of each inch precisely, squeezing it tightly.

Roo bit his lip and shivered with delight as Tark's cock stroked deep within him, pushing hard against something sensitive way up inside . Shrugging to himself he pushed his own erect cock down between his legs and held it with his thighs, Grabbing his friends paw, he brought it round and placed on his groin.

"I think I'd make a good bitch." Roo said

Tark grunted in agreement. "Roo, why don't you ever want to be the male when we do this?"

Roo shrugged.

"It's just cos... how do you pretend I'm a girl if I'm fucking you in the ass?"

"Well I don't...I pretend you're fucking me in the ass."

"But I am fucking you in the ass."

"Yeah I don't have to pretend very hard."

"Wait. So you actually like having me poke your butt over and over?"

"Well yeah... Why do you think I keep asking you if you wanna fuck me?"

"I thought you were just a really good friend." Said Tark.

"No, I like...love...you...and stuff..."

"I love you too dude!" Tark said, thrusting into Roo's ass hard.

"Not like that...like a mate."

"Yeah we're good mates."

"Not mate as in 'friend' but mate as in 'mate'."

"Oh cool... I don't understand." Tark grunted as a jolt of pleasure rocked through him, instinctively he grabbed the other male's hips and began to feverishly hump away at the smaller male.

"Oh forget it, whatever..." Roo rolled his eyes in defeat.

"You've got a cute butt for a male." Said Tark.

"Thanks."

Tark could tell he had upset his friend but wasn't sure how. As a peace offering he reached around opened Roo's thighs a little wider and retrieved Roo's cock from between his thighs. Wrapping his paw around Roo's modestly sized cock he began to jerk the other dog off eagerly.

Roo whimpered happily, a moment later as a small splash of cum shot across the wall of the building and Tark's paw. Roo sighed happily. Suddenly Tark grabbed his hips and pulled his butt hard into his laps, sucking down a few rapid gasps of air, his knees went weak. Tark grunted, trying desperately not to fall off the barrel as he unloaded his nuts into the wolf's cute little ass.

"Ow...OW! OW!" Said Roo, emphatically.

"What? What's wrong."

"OW!" Roo shouted again.

"What?!"

"You knotted me!"

"Did I?" Tark looked down to see his cock, bulbous knot included, entirely hidden up under Roo's tail.

"Oh whoops...sorry."

"Ow!"

"I'll pull it out!"

"No!" Roo shouted, "Let it go down a bit or you'll break me!"

"Okay..." Tark looked around at their precarious position on top of the barrel.

"How do we get down?"

"Stop wriggling it really hurts!"

"Sorry Roo..."

Roo grumbled, his paws held onto the wooden building for dear life.

They stood motionless for a moment, then Tark slowly leaned back to the hole so he could take another look at the females.

"Stop it! Don't look at things that'll make you more horny!"

"I just want one more look..." Tark said, putting his eye back up against the hole, only to find a very large something staring back.

"What are you two idiots doing?" The voice from the other side of the wall was stern, loud, and obviously female.

"AH!" Tark shouted, jumping in surprise, losing his footing, and falling backwards. Roo squeaked as he was pulled backwards and the canine cock in his ass was violently yanked free. Both of them hit the ground hard and began loudly moaning.

The voice on the other side of the wall began to laugh hysterically. Tark sprang to his feet and ran off.

"Come back you coward!" Said Roo, hauling himself to his feet and limping off after his friend.

"That was the funniest thing I've ever seen!" said the Den Mother, moving away from the wall, still chuckling. Even for a Den Mother she was tall, nearly 8 feet. Her frame was wrapped in muscle that showed easily even through her thick silver fur; sections of which she had dyed bright red, an arrow shape coming down from her left eye, and the sigil for the holy pack, which covered her left thigh. Across the rest of her body were painted the prayers and creed of her order, covering her chest and back almost completely. Unlike almost all other wolves she wore something approaching clothing. A loose shawl covered the top half of her breasts and a belt of bronze chain held a cloth suspended in front of her sex.

"What happened Den Mother?" Asked one of the far smaller females in her care.

"A couple of guys were trying to peek in and fell off a barrel." She replied, sitting back down on a pelt not too far from the fire. She sighed in quite comfort and looked around at all the other wolfs, most were lounging around enjoying the fireside warmth but some were entertaining themselves in other ways, telling stories to one another, one was weaving something the Den Mother simply could not identify. It was a good life, her only responsibility was to keep this group of wolves safe whilst they were in season, and by enlarge, they took care of most of that themselves, especially the females who had seen a few years, she wasn't even 18 yet so found herself often turning to some of her wards for advice, which she found deeply embarrassing. Occasionally she had to chase off the odd horny male but otherwise her first year as a Den Mother had been absolutely joyous.

A happy moan from a few yards off to her right made her turn. A dappled grey female, wriggled happily as another licked and lapped away enthusiastically between her legs. The girl being tended to squeaked and arched her back, she caught sight of the Den Mothers curious gaze.

"Would you like to come join us Den Mother?"

"That's sweet of you." She replied sweetly. "But I'm okay for the moment." The females she still guarded were wracked by hormones, and often used one another to scratch their itches. The Den Mother found it deeply endearing. Technically she had sworn off all sexual contact outside of those ordered by the holy pack, but...well...that hadn't really stuck, so she had on occasion found a small furry playmate snuggled up against her or between her legs. She knew she could be lashed for it if word of it ever reached the wrong ears, but no one asked, no one told, and no one really cared.

At this point, the door to the long house creaked open, it had started snowing again and a scattering of flakes swirled in through the opening. A large figure followed them in and shut the door.

"Mother!" The Den Mother shouted in delight and hopped to her feet. The huge female bounded over the couple that wriggled and giggled happily beneath her,and threw her arms around the other equally titanic female.

"Hello little one." She replied, squeezing her daughter tight for a long time. The older female had all the same markings she did, as had her grandmother and so on. The only noticeable difference was that the older of the two had a notch cut into one ear, which signified that she had had a daughter big and strong enough to be chosen to be a Den Mother, something she took no small measure of pride in.

"How was your year Lyra?" Her mother asked when they finally let each other go.

"It was good. The pack travelled west, out past the mountain. We lived on this beautiful lake front for a bit. We had these thing called fish, that live in the water and we cooked them and ate them and they were really good have you ever tried them?"

Her mother laughed as she babbled excitedly. "Yes darling I've eaten fish before."

"Cool, then when the deer migrated back south we ate like...loads of them...then all the puppies were born and that was neat. I don't think I ever want a puppy it looks scary...then what else happened... a bunch of stuff, what was your year like?"

"It wasn't the best. Some not so nice things happened. I won't be going back out with the same pack again if I can help it."

"Oh were they not nice? I love The Black Paws, she gestured to the building around her which belonged to them.

Her mother smiled. "We all do darling, they're sweethearts, it's why we send all you fresh faced youngsters out with them for your first year."

"She's right, Den mother." Came another voice from far below them, a wolfess in her thirties emerged from the bedroom belonging to the pack alphas, she sidled along to the conversation. "Your mum had her first year with us the year I had my first pup." The smaller female laughed and grinned wide at her old friend. "I knew I recognised that voice."

"Hello Mai." Said the older of the two den mothers, stooping down to squeeze the regular sized wolf. "How've you been my love?"

"I'm wonderful Roma, what's this about your new pack? Are they not nice."

"No they're not, I'm afraid. Horrid creatures."

"You should get Old Jack to have a word with their alpha, give them a hit on the nose, that'll sort them out." She laughed half joking.

"If only, how is your lovely mate these days?"

"He's fine and dandy, he had a leadership challenge which he won in grand style, now he thinks he's 20 again, damned fool is out hunting as we speak!" She laughed.

"Aww is he not here? Well do give him my love."

"Will do, he likes your daughter too. Can't speak highly enough of her. I think he liked having someone around that he doesn't have to stoop down to have a conversation with."

"He kept pinching me." Said Lyra innocently.

"Yep, that sounds like Jack. Sweet like honey, horny as a bunny." Said her mother, the two older females laughed heartily.

"So what was wrong with this new pack?"

Roma sighed. "They're animals, a young bitch and a male ran away together, so they killed the both of them."

"Awww that's so sad." Said Mai, "Couldn't they have just given them a beating?"

"They could have, but didn't. Then the alpha made up some lie and ripped a youngsters throat out in front of everyone, just to show how mean and tough he is."

Mai shook her head "You should come out with us again, we're much more friendly." She laughed warmly.

"If only Mai, if only. But she wasn't any trouble?" She nodded at her daughter.

"No none, good as gold, she gave our youngest a good going over when he got a bit too frisky with one of the bitches, wiped the floor with him, didn't you darling?" Mai patted the huge youngster on the back affectionately.

"Yes mistress." Lyra Blushed with pride.

"And her and our Daughter Hera have taken a big shine towards each other, always snuggling up together and giggling."

"Err..." Said Lyra.

Roma cocked her head and stared disapprovingly at her daughter in an 'oh really?' sort of way.

Lyra looked around, desperately trying not to make eye contact with her mother.

Mai snickered at the unease she had caused the young Den Mother, "I don't know where you think you earned the right to use that look on the poor girl, I remember more than one night where you and I-"

"Mai!" Roma shouted, now grinning with embarrassment herself. "Shush..."

Mai rocked with laughter.

"Anyway," Roma said changing the subject. "The matriarch has picked you to be the offering to the king of the wilds during the solstice celebrations."

"Aww...why me?" Said Lyra in annoyance.

"Because you're young and pretty and virtuous... supposedly."

"But I don't wanna."

"Come on, it's a great honour."

"No it's not. It's boring. You just have to lean on a rock for five hours covered in flowers while everyone else has fun..."

"You're a holy woman my love, the sort of fun they will be having you should not be."

"Aww but it's the solstice, everyone has fun on the solstice, even the Matriarch gets hammered and fucks o-"

"Lyra, that's enough!" Roma snapped. "You're not a pup anymore so don't act like one."

Lyra hung her head, even though Roma was barely 16 years older than her daughter, you could have never confused them for being sisters.

Mai let the tension hang in the air for a bit. "Tea?"

"Yes please Mai, I'm freezing." Her daughter looked very upset, not at all happy with being barked at by her mother in front of wolves she had spent a year trying to earn respect from.

Roma wrapped an arm around her and gave her a squeeze.

"Why do we even have an offering to 'the king of the wilds' it's silly, no one's seen a primal wolf in a 300 years."

"Because it's tradition darling, you can always have fun after all the ceremonies are over."

"Aww... but all the good food will be gone..."

Roma rolled her eyes.

The solstice celebrations were in full swing, the sound of singing and drums filled the air as well as the sound of laughter, and the crackling of fires. The scent of spiced, roasted meat hung thick in the air. Sitting on a large flat rock, on a hill near the tree line, was Lyra, Her body paint had been redone and neatened, and a coronet of winter blossom sat neatly atop her head, she leaned her cheek on her paw and yawned. In the fields and city below, thousands of wolves were enjoying the highlight of the year, a huge feast, all the wine they could want, and sex. Every female in attendance was now out of season, which meant everyone was having wild amounts of carefree, consequence free, sex. Females that had been bound to their alphas for the last few months were reuniting with their families and lovers and generally everyone was having a far better time than Lyra.

"My butt's cold." She grumbled to herself, then huffed, then grumbled some more. Out of the crowed she saw the familiar shape of Mai appear and scurry up the hill towards her, sent on her way with an affectionate slap on the ass by her mate, a huge greying wolf known as Old Jack.

Mai giggled as she walked up towards the huge youngster.

"Hello Den Mother!" She shouted eagerly as she approached.

She liked it when the Alpha female referred to her by her title; it made her feel 20 feet tall, but being so far from her mother for the first time it had also been nice on the odd occasion when she had slipped and called her 'sweetie' or 'darling' or some other such term of endearment. In her paws Mai carried a blanket bundled up.

"I thought you might be cold, so I brought you a blanket."

"I'm not allowed a blanket." Lyra groaned.

"Well. Are you allowed to eat?" Mai unfurled the blanket and showed her a wooden bowl with a huge juicy lump of perfectly browned glistening meat.

"No." Whimpered Lyra, salivating. Mai handed the bowl to the Den mother.

"Oi!" An earless druid was waving a stick at the two of them. "No feeding the offering!"

Mai scowled. "Piss off Monty, the poor girls starving and cold."

"Don't call me Monty, damn it! I'm a priest!"

"You're an idiot."

"You can't speak to me like this anymore Mai, mum says-"

Mai stuck her tongue out at him.

"-Mum says you can't treat me like your little brother any-"

Mai stuck her tongue out at him again.

"Mai you can't treat me like-"

She stuck her tongue out at him again. Furious, the druid turned, and stormed away, shaking his stick at nothing in particular.

"Thank you Mistress," Lyra said past a mouthful of meat.

"You're welcome dar-" Mai stopped. Her eyes spread wide with alarm and fear as she gazed over Lyras head. Throughout the feast almost all sounds had stopped, the silence was terrifying, every wolf she could see seemed to be staring directly at her. Lyra turned to look over her shoulder, her bowl clattered against the stone as it slipped from her paws.

Sitting dead still a mere few meters from her was 'The king of the wilds'. Sitting on it's haunches the animal was still taller even than she was. It was a colossal beast, it's fur was snow white and shimmered like water in the starlight. It sat perfectly still surveying the multitude of wolves in front of it, and Lyra in particular. Suddenly a growl filled the air, loud and visceral. She turned away from the beast to the source of the noise, and saw her mother bound up alongside her, teeth bared and snarling at the huge creature.

"It's okay mum," Lyra touched a paw to the older females arm. "It's okay."

Lyra could hear Monty the druid priest huffing as he jogged back up the hill, stick in hand, although once he had gotten to the top of it he realised he had no idea what to do once he got there.

The creature stood up onto all fours, and began to slowly pad over to Lyra, Roma stepped between her daughter and the colossal form of the primal wolf. Snarling louder, raking the vicious noise across the back of her throat so it sounded like the world was getting ripped like paper.

"Mum, stop...it's okay"

Roma didn't listen, but the huge wolf didn't seem to care. It lowered it's head and nuzzled the snarling mother, pressing it's huge head gently against hers. A moment later, Roma stopped snarling. The beast stepped past her and lowered it's nose down to sniff at Lyra, It huffed in appreciation and gently nuzzled at her/. His nose dipped down between her crossed legs to smell her sex.

Roma began to back away, as her daughter's paws found their way to the beast's head. She ran a paw through it's fur before nuzzling back firmly into the animal. It huffed again and stepped forward, Lyra lay her thick shoulders down onto the hard rock and looked up at the creature. He seemed to fill all of her sense at once. He smelt of sex, and raw masculinity, she found her body eager, longing for him, as if she had always wanted him. She spread her legs without even thinking. His long red cock slid from it's sheath, equally as hungry for her as she was for him.

He placed his two front paws up onto the rock she was laying on and edged forward, Lyra could feel the heat of him washing over her, it was intoxicating. She reached down between them and guided the giant wolf's cock towards her sex.

With another huff he thrust forwards, filling her pussy instantly. Lyra snarled in pain, which made Roma snarl even louder. But after a moment both females calmed, the wolf thrust again, driving a few more inches into the wolfess. She gasped and leaned up to get a better look, making her impressive stomach muscles tense and flex. A few more thrusts was all it took. The wolf howled deafeningly loudly as cum poured from between her legs, splattering down the side of the rock.

Lyra threwher head back and added her own song to his, Then Roma cast her head back and howled, soon every wolf there, tens of thousands of them, were filling the night air with their song.

The wolf stepped back, unleashing a deluge of cum from her pussy, then turned and walked away, it's enormous, yet live body, slipped back between the trees and in moments it had once again disappeared into the wilderness.

Lyra felt a set of big muscular arms hug round her shoulders and squeeze her tight.

"I'm so proud of you...." whispered Roma.