by Cara Adams
“Why is there a shortage of women?” asked Bianca.
“That’s the key question, and no one knows the answer. But it does seem to be the case across other breeds of shape-shifter as well. The big cats have the same problem. It must be something genetic to do with shape-shifters, as wild wolves don’t appear to have an uneven birth ratio.”
Aragon bumped down the track to Kyan’s house. It was clapboard and painted to blend into the surrounding wild lands with brown walls and a green roof. His back porch had a thick hedge shielding half of it where his parents had talked about installing a hot tub, but never done it. Maybe, if Bianca did mate with them, he would. It’d be fun to sit in hot water and watch the snow falling on the other side of the porch. Maybe to fuck outside enjoying the contrast of the cold air and the hot steam from the tub. Well, it was too soon yet to get his hopes up, but he was totally determined to pleasure Bianca to the absolute limit she’d let him this afternoon.
“I like the colors of your house. I like the way it blends into the background of all the trees,” she said.
Suddenly Kyan had an idea. “Would you like to go for a run? This is great land to run through. There’s all sorts of exciting scents because there’s a lot of land that’s never been farmed or built on.”
“We’d have to wait until dark though, and I should be home by then.” Kyan thought she sounded sad, which encouraged him.
But Aragon spoke first. “You forget, Bianca. This is all pack land. Only shape-shifters and their mates are here. We can run whenever we want to, day or night, because everyone knows about us.”
“Let’s go for a run.” Kyan climbed out of the car and opened Bianca’s door, then hurried up the steps to his porch and opened his front door. For a moment he wondered what she’d think. A lot of his furniture was old, passed down from generation to generation. But he really didn’t have time to think about it now. He wanted to get her transformed and outside before she changed her mind. Once she was naked who knew what might happen.
The three of them stood in the living room. Bianca looked around the room and smiled. Well that was positive. At least she didn’t hate his home. Quickly he stripped out of his clothes and Aragon did, too. She kept her head tilted down then said, “Wait for me outside. I’ll be there soon.”
Obediently, Aragon went outside, and reluctantly Kyan followed him. He wanted to stay and look at her more than anything he could imagine doing, but he had to get it right this time. He knew if they upset her again they might never have the chance of mating her. What happened had to be her choice at every stage of the process, and right now her choice was to get undressed alone. Fuck it!
* * * *
Bianca was hot and excited. Her entire body was on fire. She wasn’t sure whether it was to do with being alone with two such kind and caring men, or whether it was the effect of being on pack lands. But these were wolf pack lands, not fox lands. Wolves and foxes did come from the same base family, but they were quite different. She was smaller than them, although the red fox was one of the biggest foxes.
Quickly she undressed, her nipples hard little buds and her cunt full of her cream. She transformed and padded outside, noting that Kyan had left the door open a fraction so she could nudge it enough to pass through with her paw.
When she stood on the porch it was to face two wolves. Her belly clenched and her pussy muscles gripped tight on the emptiness within her. Damn they were beautiful. She instantly knew which was which. Aragon was bigger than Kyan, his fur and eyes black. Kyan was brown, dark brown but not black. The same with his eyes. They were dark brown but not black.
She tilted her head back and gave them back stare for stare. Aragon licked his lips then bowed his head. His actions said as clearly as any words that he liked her in her fox form. Kyan rubbed his head against her side and indicated she should follow him. Obediently she jumped off the porch and padded after him. Soon they were running through the high grasses, curving around fallen trees and ducking under low shrubs. They ran for ten minutes until they reached a sandy hill.
Aragon went to a dip in the sand and rolled over in it. Cautiously she sniffed the sand. The scent drove her insane. Her pussy lips swelled and her cunt poured cream. She had to have these men—wolves—right now. She lifted her head, looked at them both, and gave a little whine, then spread her back legs and took up the stance every fox knew was an invitation to fuck. Aragon bounced over to her and licked her nose with his tongue. She licked him back, accepting his advances.
Kyan stood behind her, it seemed a bit hesitantly, and then he licked her cunt. The touch of his tongue there was almost enough to make her come. She wiggled and whined and then he climbed on her back and drove his cock deep inside her. He was very big and he filled and stretched her pussy amazingly. Again she whined and wiggled, wanting him to pump into her. She was going to orgasm very fast and she wanted him to get started.
Aragon licked her nose again, and she licked him back. Teasing her, he flicked his tongue over one eyebrow and she played with him a little. Then Kyan drove into her again and she could think of nothing but his cock pounding in and out of her. She was so hot, so needy, it was over very fast and she stood trembling with her release, her pussy filled with hot cum. Kyan let her go and came around to lick her nose. Aragon whined at her and she knew he wanted to fuck her, too.
Almost as if she hadn’t just come, the scent from the sand filled her nostrils again and she was ready to be pleasured a second time. Again she took the position and nodded at Aragon. His dick was so engorged he could hardly walk and she realized how hard it must have been for him to watch Kyan fucking her. This time it was Kyan who laid his head against hers and licked her ear as Aragon grabbed the back of her neck in his teeth and jack-hammered his huge cock into her wet cunt.
Kyan’s tongue in her ear and the scent of the sandy bowl they were standing in, combined with the thrusting of Aragon’s cock inside her pussy was enough to bring her to orgasm. Aragon let go of the back of her neck and nipped her other ear, and she shattered into a second massive climax as Aragon filled her with his cum, ramming into her again and again.
Afterward she stood on still-wobbling legs and again sniffed the sand. She had no idea what the scent signified, but it called to her on a level deeper than she could explain. Not knowing why, she rolled in the sand as Aragon had done. Soon, all three of them were rolling and playing in the sand, then Kyan stood up and shook himself, so she did, too.
Once again they took off running, and she followed them, stretching her legs as she raced with them through the trees, leaping over fallen logs and rocky boulders, diving under low-hanging branches, and generally playing their way through the land. By the time they returned to Kyan’s house she was tired, but it had been a wonderful experience. A memory to cherish. Something to never forget, including the sex.
She walked into the living room, but Kyan nudged her to keep moving down the hallway. He stopped at the bathroom and transformed, turning the shower on and closing the door behind them. Obediently she transformed and climbed into the shower with both men. She was surrounded by hot, hard male bodies and the steam loosened all her muscles. The water ran through her hair and over her sweaty skin, relaxing and comforting her, but the hands of the two men on her aroused her once again. Her nipples were soon hard.
Two fingers entered her pussy, teasing her pussy lips, then they stroked across her clit. It was hot and hard, something Kyan couldn’t help but notice.
“Spread your legs,” Kyan ordered.
Too aroused to refuse, Bianca did as she was told, and then Kyan’s fingers were deep inside her pussy, teasing and stroking her. Behind her Aragon pushed one finger into her ass, then a second one. Soon he was scissoring them, widening her rear passage, opening her up for a cock.
“Will you let us fuck you together? Both of us, the way it should be in a ménage?” Kyan’s voice was hoarse and husky. Bianca guessed he was very aroused from touching her. She glanced down and his cock was e
normous. Logic told her to say no, but her body was screaming Yes. “Yes,” she answered.
“Thank all the fates,” gasped Aragon, turning off the water.
She felt his cock against her ass and it was just as huge as in his wolf form. For a moment she wondered how the hell she’d fit both of them inside her, then she shrugged. Obviously Taige, Ginnie, and Eve could do it, so she could, too.
Aragon wrapped her in a towel and carried her down the hallway into a bedroom, where Kyan had dropped the quilt carelessly onto the floor and was putting a pile of things on the nightstand.
“First I’m going to blindfold you. Let’s see how clever you are. Can you tell which of us is touching you?” asked Kyan.
The first few times they touched her gently, but after that they deliberately tried to confuse her. Bianca could tell though. No matter how much he softened his touch, Kyan was more forthright and purposeful and Aragon more hesitant. Also, Aragon was taller than Kyan by perhaps two inches, his fingers were longer, so was his cock, and his reach over her body extended just a fraction farther. Likely the same two or three inches. She could always tell which of them was which.
Gradually they concentrated on opening her ass again, filling it with gel and stretching and softening the ring of muscles, until her nipples were aching with the desperate need to be touched and sucked, and her cream was dripping on the inside of her thighs.
“I’m ready. I’m ready. It’s time for us to fuck,” she complained, pulling off the blindfold and dropping it on the floor.
“I bought condoms. Do you want us to wear them?”
“No. I want to feel your cocks and your cum inside me. I want to experience everything with you both.”
“Thank you. I appreciate you gifting us with your trust. We won’t betray it, I promise you.”
Aragon sat with his back to the headboard, a pillow shoved behind his body to brace himself. He pulled her to him and held her over him until she could sit down with his cock sliding into her ass. Her thigh muscles really felt the pressure as she gradually lowered herself, inch by inch, onto his lap, until her ass cheeks were brushing his skin, and his cock was sliding deeper and deeper into her dark channel. Finally she was on his knees, and his hands covered her breasts. Her nipples ached so much she wiggled and pushed them into his hands until he began stroking them.
“Pinch them. Make them stop aching.”
First Aragon wound his legs around hers, spreading her legs, opening her cunt wider, so Kyan could get closer to her. Then Aragon dropped his mouth to her shoulder and teased and pulled on her nipples with his fingers while Kyan maneuvered his way closer until his cock was sliding deep into her cunt, and their legs were all intertwined.
Because she was so unlikely to ever meet another red fox, and because she felt it was cheating to try to form a partnership with a human, Bianca had always known she’d be spending her life alone. So she’d bought a number of dildos and butt plugs over the years, and had even tried using them together a few times. But having real cocks inside her pussy and ass was nothing like a dildo and a butt plug. The men were far bigger than her toys at home, but the heat and presence of them was the real difference. She was almost overwhelmed by the power they exuded as they wrapped her in their arms, held her tightly between their bodies, and their cocks filled her to the bursting point.
It was nothing like using a couple of plastic toys. Nothing at all. It was a whole world better. Each cock was a hot, live presence, twitching and moving inside her, stretching her tissues as far as they’d go. Yet her internal muscles clung tightly to the cocks, demanding they stay right where they were, filling her to the brim.
At least now she could press her aching breasts into Kyan’s washboard pecs. It was strange the way her nipples had been so sore since she’d arrived on these lands. And once she’d smelled the sand, her hormones had gone crazy. There must be wolf pheromones there that her body was responding to. It was certainly responding to the two wolves surrounding her right now. Her pussy had never been this wet in her life before and she’d already orgasmed twice. She should be sound asleep resting after two huge climaxes, instead of trying to wiggle her hips to encourage Kyan and Aragon to begin the fucking.
Aragon kissed along her shoulder and played with her hair, sniffing it, then stroking it and arranging it to all hang down on one side of her head only. His other hand stroked up and down her side very gently and worshipfully, almost as if he was asking her permission to touch her there.
Without looking, she knew whose legs belonged to whom. Not only were Aragon’s legs longer and leaner, he simply rested them against hers, or where they’d ended up on the bed. Whereas Kyan used his legs aggressively to balance their bodies and to grip her thighs closer to him. They’d never be able to confuse her about which one of them was touching her. Kyan was very much the Dom and the assertive one. Not that it mattered. Likely they’d never want her again after tonight, and even if they did, sooner or later the fact that she was a fox would bring any potential friendship to an end. Bianca knew that just because their Alpha wasn’t prejudiced didn’t mean large numbers of the pack wouldn’t do their best to encourage Kyan and Aragon to find a more appropriate mate. Perhaps even at the DADISP, which is what it was being designed for, after all.
Then both men slid their cocks almost out of her body, before driving them back deeper than before, until her pussy and ass were full and stretched again. Once again she rubbed her aching nipples across Kyan’s chest, wanting him to feel just how incredibly aroused she was.
Aragon was nuzzling her jawline now, placing tiny soft kisses against her cheek. She turned her head toward him and accepted his gentle caress, loving the way he pressed his kisses so softly against her skin.
Bianca found she could wiggle her ankles and feet, teasing the men’s legs with her toes. She could even move her hands a little to pet various bits of male skin.
The men pumped into her again and again, gradually increasing their speed, until she was lying limp between them, unable to think or move as the orgasm coiled deep in her belly, rising higher every time a cock rammed in and out of her pussy and her ass. Over and over again the men filled her until her toes were curling, her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and her brain was beyond coherent thought.
“Now. Come now, Bianca,” ordered Kyan in a stern voice. She was so surprised at his tone her body immediately shattered into orgasm, her heart pounding, her womb contracting and her ass gripping tightly to Aragon’s cock. The two men jack-hammered into her again in unison, withdrawing from her, leaving her muscles gripping frantically at emptiness, then filling her again, so she could hold them inside her once more.
This time there were explosions of heat and seed inside her ass, then in her cunt, the men jetting and spurting, bathing her with their essence. Her pussy was still gripping tightly to Kyan, as her orgasm rolled through her, aftershocks racing up her spine and shaking her until her teeth rattled. Only as she flopped weakly between the men, her breath still coming harshly, did she realize that Kyan had sounded so stern because he’d been holding his own release back, waiting for her to come. Both of them had been refusing to come until she did, putting her pleasure ahead of theirs.
“Thank you,” she whispered, still breathless.
“All we want is your happiness. You’re everything we could ever want. You just need to teach us how to make you happy,” said Aragon, his mouth against the skin of her neck.
“We can keep practicing until we get it exactly right,” added Kyan, kissing her forehead.
Bianca laughed. “Any more practice and I might just die of pleasure. But I think I’d better shower alone this time. I need to go home and get ready for tomorrow. Josie set us all a bunch of homework, remember?”
“We could do it together. Brainstorm?” suggested Aragon.
“Or not.” She pushed at them and they let her climb out from between their hot bodies and make her way to the bathroom.
Kyan followed her. “D
o you need me to get out more towels, or shampoo?” he asked.
“Nice try.” She shut the door on him, then went and turned the water on hot. Her legs were stiff and her ass a little tender. Any more fun and games today and she wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow.
I have to go home now. Jasper has entrusted this job to me and I’ll do it well. I have to prove myself worthy of his great trust. There’s so much to plan and so many things that could go wrong. Besides, Kyan and Aragon will soon learn nothing can come of a fox and two wolves being friends. But what an amazing memory I’ll have of this afternoon. Hell yes!
* * * *
Aragon wanted so much to try to get her to stay with them, but he was scared to ask again. She’d been quite definite about wanting to go to her own home. Anyway, he’d like to see her place. Kyan had followed her home and seen it, but he hadn’t and he wanted to know everything about her. He could still feel her soft hair against his skin and smell the sweet fragrance of her skin pressed against him. He remembered how wonderful it’d been to have his dick deep in her hot, tight ass. Oh fates, that was the best thing ever. Fucking her in animal form had been thrilling, he’d come so damn hard, but fucking in human form had been even better.
He’d wanted to think of some clever conversational topic for the ride home, but his tongue remained glued to the roof of his mouth, and then Bianca’d had to tell them which streets to turn down. Before he was ready for it, they’d arrived. She climbed straight out of the car and waved, walking determinedly to her bungalow. He did notice her little car was in her driveway. One of the other women must have driven her to the meeting this morning he supposed, or perhaps just to the schoolhouse. He shrugged. Just something else he couldn’t ask her right now.
