Chapter 7
WC: 6,459
AN: This is part two of a three part update. Please make sure you read in order. Full AN at the end of chapter 8.
Warning: SMUT! And lots of it. Feel free to skip this chapter if it's too much for you.
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Bion trembled in Dazbog's arms. His legs wrapped snug around the wolf’s waist with his arms resting on his shoulders. Bion's fingers carded through Dazbog's white hair, reaching to scratch behind Dazbog’s ears and making his soon to mate growl at the feeling. Suddenly they were down, stretched out on the fur pelts in the bedroom together. They placed little kisses on one another’s faces, nuzzling and curling hard naked bodies closer. Dazbog’s skin was chilled from being outside for too long. The natural buring heat of his body had been buried by the snow so Bion set about warming the wolf up.
His hands, even as they trembled in slight nervousness did not hesitate as they stroked over Dazbog’s body. He rubbed tough skin and muscles, his eyes following where his hands roamed as a blush rose on his cheeks at the soft growls he pulled from the wolf. Bion continued to rub and touch, his eyes wide and explorative as he warmed each part of Dazbog’s body, even down to his large feet. Bion loved the feel of Dazbog’s muscles shifting beneath his fingertips, the smoothness of his skin, the little imperfections he found that he promised himself he would ask about later when their heat wasn’t in the mixture.
There was a long jagged scar on Dazbog’s hip that he couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss softly. There was a birthmark on his left shoulder and he nuzzled it gently. There was a series of scratch marks low on his back that Bion curled against. The scars made Bion fear for Dazbog’s safety but the birthmark made him remember that the wolf was still here.
Hands grabbed him when he paused in his journey of Dazbog’s body and Bion was flipped onto his back, giving a soft questioning meow as the wolf leaned over him. Dazbog’s head nestled into his shoulder for a moment, breathing deeply. Scenting Bion.
Bion had been a bit surprised when Dazbog had come into the bedroom earlier. He had expected to feel desire, but what he got was his heat. It had come on rather suddenly, this burning flame coursing through his body, warming every inch of him and making his cock swell. He knew that a female’s heat was always induced by the strongest male’s heat who courted her…but he had never heard of it happening in a male. Bion was learning quite a bit about his body from this experience.
Dazbog repeated the explorations Bion had done on the wolf’s body, but he added his mouth to the equation. The wolf's lips trailed over the spots his fingers did, finding little places that made Bion yip in pleasure, like his nipples, the dip in his hips and the back of his left knee. Every inch of Bion's body was bathed in attention, from his toes to his ears. Dazbog’s growls of possession filled the air, mixing with his own sighs of pleasure. Bion shifted his body beneath the wolf’s rolling this way and that. He grinned as Dazbog shifted with him, nipping at him when he moved too much and interrupted his companion’s attentions.
Suddenly Dazbog was on top of him, pinning Bion to the soft pelts beneath his body. The fur tickled his back as the smooth skin of the wolf’s torso glided across Bion's own. He gasped and looked down, staring at their cocks that were now cradled together in the vee of his legs. Both appendages were red and throbbing, hard and needing attention. A kiss captured his lips, pulling Bion away from his contemplation on their erections.
This kiss was stronger this time and Bion’s eyes went wide as Dazbog’s strong tongue wiggled inside of his mouth. It swept across his teeth and gums, seeming to try to eat Bion alive. It felt surprisingly good. A purr bubbled up from his chest and he licked back, his tongue tangling with Dazbog’s. Their thick breaths puffed out of their noses and heating one another’s cheeks. The wolf’s hips pressed down, grinding in little circles as Dazbog’s mouth pressed harder to Bion's lips. Dazbog growled quietly, hands squeezing his sides and holding him still. Bion whimpered, holding on to Dazbog’s shoulders as he wrapped his trim legs around his companion’s waist, holding on for the ride.
Dazbog ripped his lips away, leaning down and biting at Bion’s neck. Dazbog's teeth scrapped the crook of his neck where the skin was softest, tongue peeking out to lick as the wolf's rutting became rougher. Dazbog's hips snapped back for a moment and then pressed forward again. The wolf's cock slipped down into the cleft of Bion’s ass, leaving Bion's dick trapped between their bellies. Bion gasped, jerking away a bit as Dazbog continued to hump against him, seeming to be driven now by his animal instincts in the height of his heat. The wolf's hips jerked, searching for a way in…and if he found it Bion knew it was seriously going to hurt.
“Daz stop,” he panted, shoving at the wolf’s shoulders.
He got an angry growl for a moment and Dazbog nipped his neck harder, seeming to not hear Bion. Then all movement stopped and the wolf suddenly pulled away, backing up a few feet and staring at him apologetically, crouching to hide his erection.
“I’m so sorry Bion…I didn’t realize…”
Bion silenced the wolf with a finger to his lips, scooting closer and curling into Dazbog’s body again. Bion smiled up at Dazbog, reaching up and stroking his companion’s face. “It’s okay. I want you to…” here Bion paused and blushed, not quite able to say it but Dazbog seemed to know and his tense body relaxed. “But you have to prepare me first; I’m not a female so it hurts otherwise.”
Dazbog nuzzled the top of his head and they shifted so they lay down side by side, their heat abated for now. Bion reached for the bottle of oil, slipping it into Dazbog’s hand and smiling at him shyly. The wolf held the bottle and stared at it for a moment before opening it, sniffing at the contents and then looking at him curiously.
“How did you know we needed to do this?”
There was just the barest hint of accusation in Dazbog’s voice, like he worried Bion wasn’t as inexperienced as he seemed. Bion just smiled and cuddled closer to toss a leg over the wolf’s strong hip. “I was…exploring a bit while you were outside,” he whispered into Dazbog’s chest, nose pressing against the wolf’s heart.
There was silence for a moment and then Dazbog growled. The back of his head was grabbed and Bion was pulled up for a bruising and passionate kiss, the wolf growling and rubbing against him. Bion was breathless when Dazbog pulled away, smiling dizzily. He watched as Dazbog covered his fingers with the oil, needing no more prompting from him as to what to do. Their gazes both followed Dazbog’s hand as it descended down past his tail and into the cleft of his ass, searching for a moment before finding his puckered entrance. Dazbog paused as they both held their breath before he pressed inward.
Bion arched his back, biting his lip at the intrusion, but tried to remember how he relaxed his body before in the bathtub. he wiggled his hips as Dazbog’s finger sank in further, feeling much thicker than his own had. He opened his eyes, not even realizing he had closed them, finding the wolf staring at his face intently. Those ice blue eyes searched his face for any signs of pain, his expression calmed of his earlier, dizzying lust. Dazbog was so good to him.
He smiled at his companion, touching his handsome face and pressing his hips down onto the wolf’s finger, giving a little moan. It felt much better to have someone else touching him there as compared to when it was just him…though Dazbog still hadn’t found that spot he had found earlier. Bion needed him to, mostly so the wolf would know Bion was going to be able to feel just as much pleasure from sex as he would.
“A little deeper,” he gasped out, biting his lip and pressing his hips down more.
Then Dazbog’s finger just grazed over that little spot and Bion was moaning and arching his back, pressing tightly to the wolf. “Oh right there, oh please Daz do that again,” he whispered.
Dazbog seemed entranced by his face, watching his reaction to the pleasure. The wolf eagerly searched for that spot again, pulling a loud groan from Bion's throat at the feeling of the wolf’s rough finger dragging over that pleasurable spot. The wolf grinned and feeling bold Dazbog added another finger, stretching him more. It was uncomfortable at first bit it faded as his companion continued his ministrations. Soon Bion had three fingers inside of him that he rocked against, feeling his pleasure mount to something Bion couldn’t believe he could feel. It was almost unreal.
The pleasure was immense. After a few more minutes of the torture, that Bion was sure Dazbog was doing just to tease him, he yanked the wolf’s fingers away. Bion shoved his friend onto his back and climbed on to straddle Dazbog’s waist. The wolf sat up with a growl, wrapping his large arms around Bion's back, nipping at his chin as Bion rocked their groins together. Dazbog’s throbbing and wet cock slid against his ass, wet from his own secretions of passion. They panted together, bodies taunt in desire as Bion reached down and touched Dazbog’s cock for the first time. He purred at the heat and the solid weight, feeling his soon-to-be-mate’s heartbeat through the thin skin of his cock. For a second he just held the wolf’s erection, biting his lip as it throbbed in his hand and a deep rumbling growl came from Dazbog.
Sucking in a breath he positioned the wolf’s cock, looking down in between his spread thighs as he slowly sank down, watching with wide eyes as Dazbog pressed into his body. It fought his body's natural resistance before popping in smoothly, making Bion’s mouth fall open with a gasp. His breath caught at the burning stretch he hadn’t quite anticipated and Bion paused for a moment. Bion leaned his head on Dazbog’s shoulder, sucking in a shuddering breath.
The wolf’s large hands were soft and sure on his back, stroking his trembling muscles as Dazbog kissed his flattened ears. His companion sat absolutely still, thinking only of his pleasure, which Bion was utterly grateful for. The ache faded after a while and Bion pressed down further, wanting to find that little spot again. Dazbog’s rough pubic hair scratched into his bottom, making him yip a bit. Bion wrapped his arms tight around Dazbog’s shoulders as they sat still, adjusting to the new sensation of being connected together in such an intimate way.
Dazbog’s breath was ragged against his neck as the wolf continued to scent him, checking to make sure he was alright.
“Daz,” he moaned, only the name but he was saying so much more. Bion was saying 'I’m ready,' and 'I love you,' and so many other things.
“Bion,” his name was whispered back, but it told him his plea was heard and that Dazbog loved him too.
His breath was knocked out of him and he looked up at Dazbog who now leaned over his body, having pushed him backwards onto his back from his previous position of sitting and straddling the wolf’s waist. Their bodies still connected as Dazbog knelt between his spread thighs. A kiss, so soft and sweet was pressed to his lips as Dazbog started to rock his hips, his large cock hot and hard inside of Bion's body. It took just one press back inside for the wolf to drag against that little spot that chased away any lingering pain and left Bion breathless and clinging to his companion, staring up at Dazbog with loving eyes.
The wolf growled at his expression, leaning down to bury his face in Bion's neck, hips beginning to hump him hard. Their skin slapped together, Dazbog’s large balls beating against his ass and Bion groaned. He leaned back into the fur pelts beneath him, just breathing and holding on. His stomach clenched tighter in pleasure with each thrust, making him pant and arch up for more. Dazbog was growling against his shoulder, teeth locked on his tender neck, practically holding him in place as he was debauched by the wolf.
It was too much too soon for his young body and Bion felt his balls clenching in an unfamiliar sensation, feeling like he might pee at any moment, which wasn’t what he wanted to do. Somewhere in the back of his mind, though - the part still working and not swept away by the intense loving - realized this was his first orgasm coming on and it took his breath away. Bion yowled into the heated air of their bedroom, back arching and tail taunt as his body was rocked with shudders, his come spreading across their bellies.
He was left boneless and panting, body still rocked with after shudders. He continued to move against the pelts of their bed as he was further plundered by his wolf, gasping out at the near over stimulation. A sharp bite to his shoulder had him yelling in surprised pain, nails scratching across Dazbog’s back in response to the mating bite to his shoulder. He thought that meant it was over, but Dazbog gave a powerful forward thrust and Bion realized he had forgotten about something.
Both Canines and Felines had evolved in their mating practices, taking some things from their human side and some from their animal side, evident only in their human forms, as their animal forms stayed basically the same. In their human hybrid forms both species get erect like humans would, before sinking into their mate’s body, but their dicks were still slightly constructed like their animal forms. Felines they had little spikes on the base of their cocks to stimulate their lover, though they were less sharp and more like little nubs in this day and age. Canines still knotted, where the base of their cock swelled to lock them together with their mate as they ejaculated their impressive loads of cum.
Dazbog was knotted, forcing it inside of Bion as the wolf shuddered in his own orgasm. Bion trembled as movement from Dazbog stopped, his lover’s body tense and still in his arms. Dazbog still bit hard into his neck, his new mate's thick cum branding Bion as his own. It was many minutes before Dazbog slipped from his body with a groan, leaving Bion arching into the wolf at the feeling of loss his withdrawal brought. The wolf kept Bion safe in his arms though, dragging their sated bodies onto their sides so they could sink into their soft bed with sighs of satisfaction.
Bion still felt his body trembling slightly from his orgasm and he smiled goofily, biting his lip at the feel of Dazbog’s cum slowly slipping from his body to coat the inside of his thighs thickly. He sank into Dazbog’s chest, fingering his own shoulder where he now held the wolf’s mark of claim. Bion sighed as Dazbog nuzzled his head, the wolf curling around his own body as they relaxed together in a post coital embrace.
That was so much better than Bion had thought it would be.
The thought made his heat rise up in his body again. Soon Bion was hard and rubbing Dazbog’s body, looking up at his lover with fluttering eyes. His wolf groaned happily and rolled to cover Bion smaller body with his large physique for round two.
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Dazbog stared up at the smooth rocky ceiling of their bedroom. Bion curled into his side, purring quietly as he stroked his younger mate’s tail.
‘Mate,’ if he could purr he would have. The sound of that word was so satisfying, so stimulating and so soothing Dazbog was left in a contented daze as he lay in the bed they had made love in all day.
The sun was setting on their first day of being mates, both of their heats still strong but seeming to be satisfied at the moment. It was just a dull throb and lingering warmth in their blood for now. Dazbog had never imagined sex could be so gratifying, though he knew a great deal had to do with the fact that they loved one another so much. This feeling of completion and safety was so gratifying that Dazbog wouldn’t have traded this moment for anything, not even to go back to his solitary life. Now he could barely remember that way of life and he wondered how he had even lived before Bion arrived.
Maybe he hadn’t. Maybe for most of his life Dazbog had been just coasting through the world, and not really living it, not at the colony and not even when he was on his own living the way he thought he wanted to. This little kitten, his beautiful Bion had permanently changed that way of thinking and Dazbog knew that he was a new wolf. His life was more fulfilling now with someone precious and perfect to protect and love.
He stared down at the top of Bion’s head, blowing lightly at the other’s ears. Dazbog watched in amusement as they flicked at the ticklish feeling and he chuckled. Bion poked him lightly in the side in retaliation, catching a laugh in his throat and making it come out as a snort instead. They both chuckled and he curled around Bion’s body, staring down into the leopard’s exquisite face when the other looked up at him. His mate's golden eyes were lazy and sated, lips ruby red and plump from their multiple kisses, cheeks flushed a dusty rouge. Bion was just so beautiful in Dazbog’s eyes…so sexy.
Dazbog had never desired someone like he had Bion, especially not those females his father at tossed at him hoping for grandchildren. No Bion was unique and special. He was perfect for Dazbog, the perfect fit to his own temperament and body type. Bion’s sweet body fit against his own like it had been written by Mother Earth herself. His desire for the feel of the leopard hadn’t faded even after they had made love throughout the day…in fact he was as insatiable as before…maybe even more so.
He lay there, looking at his mate and thinking about how much he desired the leopard. His body responded by getting hard at the thought, longing to sink into the other’s sweet heat once more. After that first time, when he had known Bion had initially been in pain upon Dazbog’s penetration, it hadn’t happened again. In fact his leopard begged for his cock at times, hips eager for him and Dazbog was not one to deny his Bion anything.
But now he was the one needing his lover and Bion was being suspiciously quiet.
“Bion,” he growled, jutting out his hips a bit if his lover hadn’t gotten his initial message.
The leopard actually chuckled against his side and kissed his chest. Bion sat up, smiling down at him as he stretched and stood. Dazbog felt his eyes darken and zero in on the sight of his own semen staining the inside of Bion’s thighs, some dry and some still damp from their most recent loving. The leopard walked from the room, hips swaying enticingly, tail crooking in a ‘come hither’ gesture as his little mate glanced over his shoulder with a sinfully enticing look on such a young and innocent face. Then he disappeared out the door.
Dazbog was actually frozen at the show for a moment before he growled happily and sprang from the bed, nearly sprinting to find his mate again. He gave a groan, tail slapping the backs of his thighs in happy wags when he found Bion bent over and lighting the coals beneath the tub, water already filling it. His leopard then stretched back to a standing position, arms lifting above his head as his back arched, perfectly rounded behind jutting out and begging to be touched. So Dazbog did.
Bion gave a little yip of surprise as Dazbog suddenly appeared behind him, hands each settling over the globes of Bion’s ass, squeezing the tantalizing flesh.
“You should stop teasing me,” he growled.
His mate just looked over his shoulder at him, giving a little smirk and turning, wrapping his arms around his neck then leaning up to kiss the bottom of his chin. “I just wanted to take a bath Daz,” Bion said innocently, fluttering his long eyelashes at him. “As much as I love the feel of our loving it gets a bit itchy.”
Dazbog couldn’t keep the smirk from his face at those words, knowing they were true. Besides, a bath was one of his favorite places to be. To be able to make love with Bion in a bath…what a very wonderful idea. Dazbog decided then they would need to do it at least once a day.
The bath was full in moments and Bion was dipping his lithe body into the heated water giving a sigh that Dazbog echoed as he watched his mate. A moment later he shook himself out of his stupor and joined his leopard in the large bath, groaning at the heat and feel of the slightly oiled water. Bion kneeled at one end, opposite from where Dazbog sat, the leopard’s back to him. He watched with heated eyes as his mate picked up a soft cloth and began to clean his body.
“You might want to wait to do that, Kitten,” he growled, smirking when Bion looked at him honestly curious eyes. Then his mate blushed so prettily when Bion realized what Dazbog was talking about, giving a small shy smile and setting his cloth to the side.
Dazbog watched with bated breath as Bion shifted to lean over the edge of the bath, his ass just barely above the water. Bion's long tail lifted to show off his entrance, the appendage swaying back and forth. He was on the leopard in an instant, the water of the bath sloshing precariously close to the edge but miraculously not spilling over. He wasn’t thinking about that, though, he was thinking about sinking into the warmth of Bion’s perfect body.
Bion giggled as Dazbog fiddled with a bottle of oil his mate had been using to wash up. Dazbog juggled it for a moment because of his slick hands then dropped it, but not before slicking up his erection. He skipped preparing his leopard since Bion was still stretched from their previous activities in bed. Both of them groaned as he slid inside. Dazbog watched his cock slip into Bion’s body, panting at the sight. He sank in easily, eyes rolling into his head as his mate’s body clenched around his erection. His body curled over Bion’s back, holding his mate tight to his chest. Dazbog licked at the healing wound of his claim, feeling a possessive growl bubble up at the sight of it.
He pulled his hips back, groaning as Bion whimpered. The sensual drag of his sensitive cock against the slick walls of his lover’s insides was sensational and he thrust in quickly just so he could pull out slowly again. The strong muscle around the entrance of his mate gripped him tight, massaging his throbbing cock. This time he kept their loving slow and soft as compared to their earlier romps of need and desire.
This right now was all about loving.
Dazbog nibbled on Bion’s ears, blowing on the small sensitive hairs on the inside, making his mate shudder in his arms as his hips worked his cock inside and out. With each thrust he searched for that little spot that made Bion’s back arch beautifully and brought his lover as much pleasure as he got from working his erection in the leopard’s body.
Sex was something he had always scoffed at; having learned it tended to complicate relationships, especially ones not about love. Not to mention he had never felt the need, even when he had gone into his heat for the first time. Now…oh now…Dazbog growled, looking down at the sight of his cock pulling out just to disappear back into Bion’s body. he couldn't imaging his life without sex with Bion. His balls clenched and his belly filled with heat at the sensation, feeling his cock start to knot at the base. He kept it outside of his lover until he was ready to come, as instinct told him to do so.
Dazbog was sure he was now addicted to sex with Bion, just like he was addicted to his mate’s singing voice, and his smile, and his homemade bread, and the smell of his neck right at his hairline. It wasn’t just his heat speaking and telling him the sex was great, he knew that. For this winter, along with probably every one following, they wouldn’t be leaving the bedroom very much except for food and to bathe, because loving Bion just felt so good and so right Dazbog never wanted to stop doing it.
Bion arched into him, panting and mewing in his arms, head tossing from side to side in pleasure. Continuing the rocking of his hips towards that little bundle that sent his mate into the throws of pleasure Dazbog reached down, stroking at Bion’s cock. He leaned forward to bury his face in Bion’s lush multicolored hair, breathing deep as he stimulated his lover’s erection in counterpoint to his thrusts. Dazbog felt himself get closer and closer, knotting tighter and bigger in anticipation.
His mate tensed, Bion's already tight body getting impossibly tighter which had Dazbog growling . Then Bion dissolved into orgasm induced shudders, bent over the side of the tub. The rippling of those muscles around his cock did it for Dazbog and he gave one last powerful thrust, forcing the knot of his erection into Bion’s body, pulling a soft groan from his lover. Dazbog froze, head thrown back in a wordless scream as he came, balls pumping his cum into Bion’s welcoming body, his knot keeping them connected for as long as possible.
Dazbog bent over Bion’s body, laying against the leopard’s back, gently stroking his tail as he continued to ejaculate. A shuddering breath left his spent body and his softening cock slipped from Bion’s hole and Dazbog curled closer. He hated the loss of connection for the first few moments after it happened. His mate purred in his arms and he let them sink into the hot bath, rearranging them so Bion was cradled between his thighs, their bodies stretched out in the long tub.
They lay together quietly, nuzzling one another as they slowly washed up, leaving the tub when they were close to falling asleep. Dazbog carried Bion to bed when they were dried and the tub drained, his little kitten nearly sleeping in his arms. He bundled them both up under a mass of pelts, adding a couple logs to each fire before curling around his mate’s body. Dazbog kissed his mate's cheek as he watched Bion sleep, smiling in contentment.
He had woken up this morning, worried he might do something to hurt his friend and distance Bion from him. Instead his heat had triggered their mating and now they were happily together, for the rest of their lives. There were no regrets, no second thoughts. After his initial hesitation Dazbog had to wonder why he had hesitated at all because this felt so right and perfect. It wasn’t like everything had changed because of this mating. In fact not much had, except now they were a little bit closer physically and emotionally. In hindsight it just seemed like a natural progress of their relationship, and it was something Dazbog was always going to treasure.
They had just another day or two until their heats wore off but when it was over he knew nothing was going to change, at least not in a bad way. Their long days of surviving winter now just seemed to get a little warmer, and sexier. They could now make love in those long hours when they didn’t have much to do until it was time for their evening meal. All in all this was just the thing that needed to happen for them and Dazbog was grateful it had. He was even a little grateful to that coyote yesterday because he had been the catalyst for all of this to happen. That still didn’t mean Dazbog wasn’t going to rip the Canine apart next time he saw him.
Still, this day had turned out much better than he had anticipated.
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Bion awoke in a very unusual but not unwanted position. His eyes snapped open and he moaned. He was on his back with his legs spread and hooked over two powerful shoulders, his mate’s head buried between his thighs. He felt his heat flare up once more in his body at the sight. His already hard cock throbbed and sweat beaded on his skin, covering his fire lit body in a fine sheen. Bion mewed and shifted his hips closer to Dazbog’s soft licks that were centered on the insides of his thighs, the soft skin pliant and sensitive…but his groin needed attention too. Bion meowed louder and Dazbog pulled away, smirking up at him.
“You’re finally awake,” the wolf growled, nuzzling Bion’s lower stomach softly, kissing his belly button.
It was the morning after their official mating and Bion purred and stretched. He reached a hand down and stroked Dazbog’s cheek, smiling and tracing the wolf’s lips slowly. Bion brought his other hand to trace his own lips, remembering their passionate kisses of the day before, eyes fluttering at the thought of how his mate’s lips fit against his own. A sigh echoed his movements, heating his hand that he still held to his mate’s lips, and Bion smiled and looked again at Dazbog who stared at him intently.
They gazed at one another, eyes heated but bodies frozen, Bion’s fingertips still on their lips, and then Dazbog slithered up his body, kissing the curves of his side and the pink of his nipples, tongue lapping at the claim bite on his shoulder. Then his mate’s lips found his own and they kissed, licking and nibbling on one another’s mouths. Time seemed to slow for Bion and he just lay there, swept up in Dazbog’s fierce love.
He was on his side soon, stretched out with Dazbog pressed to his back, gnawing on his neck as he worked his cock inside of Bion’s pliant body. It was slow and sensual, just a gentle rocking of their bodies together in the early morning, no rush, just love. Bion leaned his head back and captured the wolf’s lips, breathing in his masculine scent, letting the feel, smell and taste of their loving envelope him as they moved together in their slow dance.
The end had him boneless and trembling, collapsed into the furs, mewing as Dazbog came inside of him, once again staining Bion with his lover’s essence. Their bodies cooled as they dozed together, but the roaring fire kept them warm. The distant howl of the wind outside was blocked out by Bion’s purrs and Dazbog’s soft growls.
A loud rumbling sounded and Bion’s eyes snapped open wide as his back vibrated with the sound. He glanced over his shoulder, giggling at the embarrassed blush on Dazbog’s face and they both looked down at the wolf’s rumbling stomach.
“I think I’m hungry,” his mate muttered as he got up, slipping on a pair of pants, giving his ass a firm slap as he left the room as Bion continued to laugh.
Bion’s chuckles died down and he was left in the room alone, stretched out stomach down on their bed. He buried his nose in the fur beneath him, smelling the combination of the scent of their love and his mate. He smiled lazily, tail swaying over his back as he hummed in contentment. Soon the smell of thawed and roasting meat wafted into the bedroom and he was out of bed with a purr, coming to sit in Dazbog’s lap as they fed one another bits of the slightly cooked meat. They kissed each other after each bite, lapping up the meaty juices that trailed out of the corner of their mouths.
They sat in front of a fire, Bion straddling the wolf’s lap as they ate together, both of them giggling and laughing before they dissolved into moans and grunts when the food was gone and they loved one another again.
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Dazbog licked the back of his mate’s neck, right where his perspiration and scent were strongest. They were lounging now, in the middle of the day, the light of a startling clear sky streaming into the room as they lay in front of one of the fires, in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Dazbog would have been content to stay there for the rest of his life, his body curled around the leopard’s petite figure, protecting him, loving him, treasuring his precious mate.
But his body had other ideas.
Even after their rather large breakfast his stomach was still hungry, but he knew none of the meat he had stored would satisfy that hunger he had. Dazbog needed fresh meat. Just as his heat demanded sex it also demanded he be more in touch with his instinctual side, and right now he needed to go hunting, and taste hot blood in his mouth. Dazbog needed to take Bion with him too, take the two of them hunting, in their animal forms. He wanted to play too, like they had two days ago but this time he wouldn’t run away, he would stay with his mate even if he hardened in lust for the leopard. There was no fear of rejection now.
He stood up, giving a little nip at Bion’s shoulder, before he shifted into his wolf form, stretching and shaking his other body. A loud meow answered his call and Dazbog had a soft and affectionate Feline siding up to him in a heartbeat, his leopard purring and nuzzling him. Dazbog had forgotten how good this felt, to be this natural with the one he loved most.
They were out of the den in a quick blur of movement, both of them roaring and howling. The crisp, fresh air brought a taste of freedom and they dashed through the snow, weaving around trees, nipping at one another’s tails, playing a mock game of tag. Then Dazbog scented a deer on the air, which was unusual this time of year but he wasn’t going to pass up this blessing. He stopped his leopard’s playing with a sharp bark, giving Bion a nuzzle when his mate looked apologetic and hesitant. Dazbog just wanted to catch the food while it was around, they would have time to play later.
Bion brightened at the prospect of a hunt and they set off together, falling into an easy tempo, reading one another and working together so perfectly. Dazbog was reminded of his days with his dingo friend, Zage, back in the colony, for the two of them had hunted just as well together. The deer was down in just moments, Bion providing distraction enough for Dazbog to take the deer by surprise.
They both ate heartily, muzzles bloody and hearts pumping at the electrifying rawness of the act. The deer was devoured by them both in moments, Dazbog leaving the juiciest and most tender spots for his mate to eat. Soon they had it stripped to the bones, as it had been a rather small deer and quite weak from winter. Still, it fed them well.
Dazbog’s blood was pumping as he licked his muzzle of any remaining blood, eyes focused on his young mate who sat to one side licking at one of his front paws delicately. Just as Dazbog satisfied one part of his body another demanded his attention. Dazbog’s stomach was full…but so was his cock, the thick girth slipping from the protective sheath of his wolf form, to hang in the cool air. He couldn’t possibly wait to get back to the den to finish it. The desire was too heady, and after that meal the wolf in him howled to be satisfied…not the man.
He trotted up the Bion, growling and licking at his kitten’s neck, pushing his body against the leopard’s slim figure. His mate mewed and retreated just a bit, teasing him and Dazbog gave chase. He quickly covered Bion’s back and locked his jaws on the leopard’s neck, growling deep in his chest. Bion relaxed in his hold, purring and shifting beneath him. Soon they were joined once more and they rocked together in the snow, lit by the sun and stroked by the wind.
It was fast and furious, animalistic and intense, their howls and yowls filling the air, telling the land all around that they were mates and they loved one another and that everyone else needed to stay away. It was over almost as soon as it started though and Dazbog pulled away with a whimper after his knot loosened. Bion mewed and proceeded to lay down in the snow and clean himself while Dazbog watched over his mate. He paced around the lying leopard’s body, growling at every leaf that quivered and every shadow that got too close to his Bion.
Bion was at his side in a few moments, purring and pressing against his body. Dazbog leaned down and nuzzled his mate, giving a howl of happiness into the winter air, telling the woods of his beautiful mate and how much he loved his kitten. His mate answered his howl with a roar of his own, mirroring the message and as the last echoes of their shouts died away they walked home, bodies sated and tired.
The heat was fading from their systems and for Dazbog it was a bit of a relief, just because he wouldn’t have to live with this burning itch much longer. The good part of the whole experience was he that had gotten a mate out of it all. A beautiful mate whom he would treasure for all time, thanking Luna each day for the gift she had given him.
The gift of Bion, wrapped up in one very beautiful package.
