The sound of Shadi’s merry humming filled the sleekly designed kitchen as the tan furred lioness worked, her little, not even five foot frame standing up on a small step stool so that she could comfortably reach the cake she was icing. If anything was true of the feline, she loved chocolate almost more than her mate, Isiat. Of course, the cake wasn’t for her, or for him for that matter even.

It was for her friend, Johari, and her husband, John. His birthday was in a few days, and sadly, Isiat was still going to be out on business when the date did roll around. The whole thing sucked. She’d had such good plans for this weekend, but then Isiat had been called in after one of the senior company officers in London had snapped his shin during PT. 

But such was the Army life, and Shadi was, if nothing else, an Army wife. She refused to live on the bases, even if it would have made their lives so much more convenient while he had still been in the service. Isiat made a good pension for his time in the service, and with his new job advising an old friend's private contracting company, they made more than enough for him to afford the same day charter flights whenever duty called. He was technically off active duty with his contracting work, but even so, they still had him on their speed-dial, just incase. Veteran instructors, much less combat experienced and skilled ones were apparently a rare commodity. They paid well whenever he was called to advise on something or to come in for a few days to shout at new wannabe mercs.

Even Asher was out of her hair, off on a school excursion for the rest of the week visiting castles in Scotland for their history class. She’d planned on having Isiat all to herself, just him, her, and maybe, just maybe a whole lot of time between them to make Asher a little brother.

She sighed, looking at the blue sky outside. It was even supposed to be sunny all weekend, and for England, that was a rarity. A pathetic whine escaped her as she frowned, before her face fell, sighing. Dammit all to hell, she’d been so looking forward to just having him to herself for the weekend. Damn him, damn his work, and damn that dragon Scion who was always calling him in. She was half tempted to go down to their corporate offices and put her foot up his ass before she dragged Isiat home by his stupid tails.

She’d already cleaned the house twice, including the Asher’s room, the master suite, his office, and all of the corridors, and finished with the spacious, ultramodern living room with it’s floor to ceiling windows and laminated wood floors, and Isiat’s prized ninety-something inch flat screen above the fireplace. Heck, even the kitchen was spotless after her baking.

She folded her arms across her chest, frowning. Well, at least everything looked clean and tidy. And she had the whole place to herself for the week-

*Knock knock knock*

Shadi looked at the door, frowning. The postman had already been today. She wasn’t expecting any guests… Cautiously, she stepped over towards the main doorway, peering through the little peep-glass.

“Are you going to let me in or just stare at me?” The thick maned Amasii lion on the other side of the door laughed, a grin cracking his muzzle.

With a squeal of excitement, she pulled the door open, and threw her arms around Troy’s massive frame, barely coming up to his chest with her tiny, not even 5 foot frame, her massive tail as long as her body wrapping around his legs like a binding. Troy stumbled as his chubby little sister all but tackled him, the male reaching out to seize the doorframe in his paws before he went over backwards and down the concrete flight of steps.

“Woah! Easy there Shadi! You’ll wind me up in hospital like this!”

“Troy! What are you? How did you even get here?” Shadi stammered. The last time she’d seen her brother in the flesh, he’d been in Nevada chasing a fantasy about getting his own casino; Money, women and expensive tastes. Well, she couldn’t deny he’d always had at least two of them. Just not the money to keep either.

“I heard something about you and some English snob hooking up from dad a while back, and figured I had to see this for myself! And look at you!” He gawked teasingly, setting her back on her bare feet, her toes wiggling with clear happiness. “You’ve grown.. Plump. And motherly. It suits you well.” He chuckled, giving her a once over elevator glance from tail tip to top.

Shadi blushed pink in her nose, suddenly embarrassed, but pleased by the compliment, she did a little twirl on the spot, her green sundress flowing around her legs. “Do you like it?”

“Like it?! You look gorgeous. Your husband is a damned lucky man. I might not even have to beat him up for it. So, where is he? You going to let me in and introduce me to my Brother in law and Nephew, or did you just want me to stay here while I stare at a beautiful girl dumbly?” He teased rhetorically, the dark tan furred lion’s tail swiping across the top of the stairs behind him.

Shadi squeaked, suddenly embarrassed for more reasons than one, and stammering, all but shoved him inside, shutting the door after him. Troy let out a low, impressed whistle.

“Your man has some class.”

“Psssh! He likes to think he does. He just has expensive tastes.”

Troy raised an eyebrow, grinning wickedly in that womanizing way he did. “Do those expensive tastes include you?” He asked, licking his chops. Shadi bopped his nose with the tip of her tail on her way past, and the male's expression turned to one of mock offense.

“Sometimes. He’s not home though, and neither is your Nephew. I HAD planned on spending the week with Isiat, but he was called into the office… Something about a situation in whogivesadamnastan or other…”

“Ahhh… I’d heard he was with the army or special secret squirrels or something like that. Also heard he’s going grey-” He ducked, narrowly dodging the rubber spatula Shadi flung at him, the utensil clattering somewhere in the living room. “That was just mean.”

“Speak for yourself. I can see the grey in your mane from way over here! Besides, he’d still lay you out if it came to it.”

“Mmhmmm, I think I’ll pass. I’ve got other people I’d rather lay out for other reasons entirely.”

“Ofcourse. And how is Cindy? Or Fleur? Or Michell? Or La’Toya? How are they all?” Shadi prodded him as she walked past the lion, going to retrieve her improvised projectile. She still needed that for the cake.

“I’ll have you know, they’re all just fine-”

“And how many still speak to you?” Shadi shot him a playfully accusing look.

“At least a fe-”

“And just where are all those fine, classy ladies you always brought home so that none of us could sleep that night?” She interrupted, grinning and taunting him with her rapid fire questions sassily.

“Hey!” He pointed his finger at her, defending his ‘pride’ as he had referred to them. “Fennecs are naturally loud, okay. I can’t help it she was a yelper. I seem to recall someone else being like- Mrmfp!” Shadi shut him up on her way past, reaching up to clamp her paw around his muzzle.

“It was my first time, okay?! Don’t you even give me grief about that.” Shadi growled at him playfully, before letting him go once more, leaving him dumbstruck in the middle of the kitchen space. “And you can make yourself useful and get me the strawberries from out of the fridge.”

“Hey, okay… I just came in to investigate since you two were about to wake dad up. He was the one who jumped out of a second story window to escape.”

“After you chased him over and pushed him naked out of the window!”

“And? The bushes broke his fall. Mostly.” He cringed through her disapproving scowl. “At least I was nice enough to throw him his pants so he didn’t have to limp home naked. Besides, did you actually see his pecker? I’m amazed you could feel anything at all!” This time, the spatula connected with the back of his head as he opened the fridge. “Oww!”

“And it serves you right. Timothy was a perfectly nice boy.” Shadi huffed indignantly. Part of her was still sour about her brother just storming in like a tornado.

“Aye, with a perfectly miniature prick. Seriously, how did you find that in the dark?” he continued his shameless taunting, and Shadi in turn thumped him heavily with her tail, knocking the lion onto his arse on the kitchen floor. Troy just grinned, holding up the strawberries for her. “Your highness.”

Shadi harrumphed, and snatched them from his paw, setting them neatly on the counter beside her cake.

“So, while I’m here, I don’t know. It’s been years since you left! What have you been doing aside from getting married and knocked up?” Troy laughed, pulling himself back to his feet as he dragged one of the barstools over on the opposite side of the counter from Shadi, sitting down with his chin supported by his paws, elbows on the countertop.

“Well…” Shadi started, pulling a knife and a cutting board from the drawers nearby, setting a neat row of strawberries down on it as she began slicing and recounting memories. “We got married in a few years ago, had the pup shortly after… Honeymooned in Paris and Rome… I worked at a hospital here as a nurse supervisor for a while after I met him, but after we had Asher, I quit to do the stay at home mom thing… Isiat makes more than enough for both of us anyhow.”

Troy just laughed, looking around the living room behind him. “Yeah, I can uh… I can see that. You sure know how to pick ‘em.”

Shadi blushed slightly, her nose pinkening slightly. “Hey, he works hard for us… That, and the MOD pension is a little extra for us each month.”

“MOD?”

“Oh, his retirement pay from the army, since he was taken out of action for injuries on a honorable discharge.” She quickly clarified.

“An Injury? So what? He’s got like, one leg? Lost a hand? An eyepatch?” Troy chuckled, trying to keep his tone at least a little bright. He hadn’t known that after all, and didn’t want to foul the mood.

“No… Uh… nothing like that. A few wounds and uhm… Stress… He uh… He does a lot better with it now though.”

“Oh...Ahhh…” Troy’s mouth just kind of hung for a moment, before he pursed his lips. Shadi could see his discomfort, and quickly redirected the conversation.

“So uh, what about you brother? How’d Vegas work out for you?”

“Well… I’m here aren’t I?” He responded quickly, attempting to dodge the question.

“That’s not an answer.” Blunt. He sighed, stopped in his tracks like a truck hitting a wall.

“It didn’t, okay? I lost most of my savings gambling and trying get rich quick schemes, and then moved to Reno and ended up working for an ‘entertainment company’.”

Shadi paused, looking up from the cutting board with one eyebrow quirked, a slightly amused grin tugging at the corners of her lips. “Entertainment company? Like Parties, or… Reno entertainment?”

Now it was Troy’s turn to have his cheeks redden, scratching at the back of his neck. “Okay, so I was a male stripper. Whatever. I got laid on a regular basis, and I never had a show that didn’t tip at least a few hundred. Once I saved up a bit, I figured I’d get your info from dad and take a vacation, come and see how my favorite sister was doing!”

“Mmhmm.. Of course. Well, I am doing just fine.” She grinned, poking her tongue out at him playfully as she finished her slicing, a small pile of the juicy slices neatly set down on one end of the board. She picked a handful, and began layering them on the top of the cake. Troys paw darted out, attempting to snatch one away while she was distracted, and a second later, her hand whipped out, snatching his arm around the wrist.

“Ahh! Hey! Watch the claws!” 

“Well? If you asked, I might have given you one. Manners are important.”

“What? You proper English gentleman teach you that?”

“Mom, taught us that… And so what if he just reinforced it. Just because none of our family ever cared a whole lot for manners, doesn’t mean they don’t exist. It’s polite, after all. And I have a big knife, so if you want to keep all your fingers, I suggest you keep your dirty paws out of it!”

He clucked his tongue, laughing as she let him go, pulling his paw back. “Touche little sister. Touche. Your manners always were better than the rest of us, hey? I always recall that one year every time you came to my room, you always sounded so sweet and polite when-”

“Troy!” Shadi snapped, her cheeks and nose blushing a fierce red in her embarrassment, her long thick tail thrashing behind her.
“What? Did I say something wrong?”

“No, just… That was a long time ago… I’d almost forgot about it… Pushed it from my mind.” Shadi confessed, her voice quiet and shy.

“Hmmm. Don’t know why you would. I’ve been thinking about it all the way over on the flight from Vegas.” He grinned, looking up at her with a toothy smile that was wrought with pure, naughty wickedness. She reddened even more, if it were at all possible.

“We were young-”

“You were young. I was 19. I knew just what I was doing. Besides, not like you ever complained. Always came asking so sweetly, your little sundress bunched up in your paws, shuffling your feet like you were afraid to ask...”

Shadi huffed, doing exactly that now, trying to bury her face in she short pseudo-mane of fur around her throat, with little success. “Troy~...” She whined. “This isn’t something we should talk about. We were young, and silly, and now-”

“Oh, you’re still young and silly, but if it makes you uncomfortable, I’ll stop. Hey, uh… Since I just got in, I haven’t actually had a chance to check into a hotel or anything, but-”

Shadi held up a paw. “You can stay in the guest bedroom. Down the hall on the right, second door… Isiat should be back hopefully tomorrow, so you can meet him then… And thank you. I uh… I never told him any of that, so-”

Troy grinned, running a finger over his lips. “Me either. Our little secret sis. I guess I’ll go and get my suitcase out of the trunk. Didn’t want to just come up and seem like I was moving in out of the blue.”

She nodded, still looking at her feet as he stood up, the massive Rex pausing as he passed her, before leaning over to peck her softly on the cheek. “It’s good to see you again sister. I’ve missed you...”

“Mmhmm… Missed you to Troy.” She nodded, waiting until the penthouse door had closed behind him before she all but dashed down the hall into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind her. She needed a few moments, and a nice hot shower so she could collect herself. Gods, why did he have to show up right now of all times?

She turned the water up as hot as it would go, steam quickly filling the large bathroom before she slid under the stream, closing the stalls frosted glass door behind her, the feline’s little heart racing.

She would be fine… She just needed a few minutes to compose herself and relax a little, calm down some…

Troy made his way back up the stairs, taking them backwards with a loud Thunk with each step he climbed. He’d discovered the elevator was out after waiting almost 5 minutes for it. The heavy luggage case trundled up each step in turn, and by the time he reached the top, he was panting slightly from the effort. 14 flights and no elevator? How the hell does Shadi do this every day?!

With a mighty grunt, he hauled it up onto the top floor landing, looking at the little hanging sign pointing to Shadi’s apartment, the word ‘Penthouse’ slightly faded in fancy gold scrawl. Well, at least she had a nice place. He couldn’t complain about that. It was better than any hotel he’d have been able to afford for the duration.

He pushed the door open, wheeling his suitcase in behind him as the door shut with a quiet snip of the lock engaging again. “Shadi?” He called out. She wasn’t where he’d left her, but from down the corridor, he could hear the water running from a shower. Ahh, so that’s where she’s gotten to... 

He kicked his shoes off by the door, and left his case there as well, quietly padding on his massive feline paws down the corridor, enjoying the feeling of the plush carpet between his toes with each step he took. So, sooo much nicer than any hotel he could have found. He grinned as he approached what was obviously the bathroom door, unbuttoning his shirt and leaving it abandoned in the hallway.

Steam was rising up underneath the gap at the bottom of the door, and he could hear the pattern of the water drops changing as Shadi moved about underneath the stream. It couldn’t hurt to just… Duck in for a minute, could it? Surely she wouldn’t mind… Troy thought to himself with a sly grin, reaching for the door handle, and giving it a gentle twist.

It didn’t budge. Locked. Dammit. He sighed, and went to remove his paw, planning to just do the right thing and go unpack his luggage when he heard the gasp.

“Ahhh~”

It hadn’t been loud, barely audible above the sound of the waterstream, but it was a sound Troy couldn’t have mistake for anything but exactly what he knew it to be. Somebody is being naughty… He smirked, and looked at the handle again. The lock was just a simple in-build twist one, that could be opened from the outside with a coin or a screwdriver if need be. He fumbled with his nails for a second before it clicked open, and with a rush of escaping steam, he opened it, and slipped inside.
The entire bathroom was fogged up, warm moisture clinging to the air from a shower set far too high. The glass on the shower was frosted, but he could just make out Shadi’s figure inside, one paw pressed against the back wall beneath the spout, the other buried between her firmly planted and spread legs, the blurry outline of her paw moving in quick little motions.

“Ahh… Mmmhph…” She moaned quietly, biting her lower lip to try and keep herself quiet as she pawed off. Troy just watched, grinning wicked as his sheathe swelled in his pants. My little sister is being bad… Someone should teach her a lesson… A little voice in his head teased, and quickly, he stripped off his jeans, and silently opened the shower door, slipping in behind his unsuspecting sister.

Shadi groaned, sliding two fingers inside of herself to try and stem the itch between her thighs, but it seemed like all she did just made it worse. The heat suppressant pills she gotten were still in her drawer in the bedroom, but with Troy here now, she’d need them, lest her terrible sibling got all wound up because of her.

Her inside clenched and squeezed about her knuckles, almost milking at her fingers with her well honed muscles, drawing the pleasure through her nerves like dragging a claw through sand as she frigged herself. Mrrph… Need to hurry up and finish. Troy will be back soon. She reminded herself, sliding her fingers in as deep as she could, curling the knuckles against her g-spot while her thumb rubbed little circles of her budding clit, sticking out from its hood like a little pleasure buzzer.

A tight grip was suddenly around the wrist of her paw pleasuring herself, a second hand wrapping at her waist and cupping one of her D-cup breasts in its large, leathery pad covered palm. Two long, fur covered fingers pinched the nipple between them, twisting and rolling it in their skilled grip.

“Ahh! Isiat~” She gasped, her eyes clenched shut as that hand on her wrist rocked, moving her fingers within her as if he were fucking her with a toy. She was so close, she could-

“Guess again Sister.” Came Troy’s dee voice for right beside her ear, his broad feline tongue raking along the rim of her ear hotly, like his breath the whuffed over her cheek.

“TROY?!” She cried out in alarm, her entire body tensing in a sudden rush of adrenaline and panic, but his thumb was already at her clit, pushing her own aside as he rubbed the tight little bundle of nerves with well practiced hands. She felt her sex lips spread further as Troy added one of his own thick digits to her honeypot, frigging her in short, rapid strokes even as her muscles clenched to try and keep him out. It worked against her; The poor feline couldn’t have stopped her orgasm if she’d tried.

“Ahhhh! Mmmff! Troy!” She cried through clenched teeth, hot, liquid lust dribbling from her sex and generously coating her siblings paw in her heat, even as his paw at her breast pulled and twisted at her sensitive nipple. Her knees buckled at the sheer intensity of her peak, but Troy’s paw around her waist kept her upright as she shuddered and cried out, her tail flagging sharply along the curve of her spine.

It took almost a full minute before she came down from her peak, letting out a loud gasp as she drew in the breath she’d forgotten to take, her chest heaving to catch up to the rest of her body again. She took a few ragged pants, her long hair dripping down across her back, her tail slowly lowering again as her mind tried to process everything.

“Ahh… Troy, you.. You shouldn’t have done that! I’m married now dammit, and we’re not kids any more.” She scolded him, composing herself enough to push his paws away from her, turning to face him with a scowl on her short, feline muzzle, paws folded over her chest, hiding her breasts from sight. She was met with a grin, and one cockily raised eyebrow from her brother as he leaned over her, pushing his paws against the wall of the shower and trapping her between his arms and his looming figure, easily two heads taller than her.

“I know you are… But you had already started-”

“The door was locked for a reason.”

“Oh please.” he snorted, clearly amused at her attempt to argue with him. “Since when has a lock ever stopped me when you were in need. I could smell it the second I walked in the door… I just wanted to see if you remembered what it was like… When we used to...”

She felt her ears droop, her nose turning red again. “Of course I remember Troy..” She huffed, her little paws shaking as she reached out, gripping two fistfuls of his chest fur, and pulled herself against his wet, waterlogged fur. “After you chased Timmothy off, you just had to teach me how it should be… How could I ever forget that? But that was then Troy. It’s different now. We’re adults. I’m married. We know better. It’s illegal, and wrong, and you know it.”

Troy didn’t budge, wrapping one great arm around her shoulders. “I know… Did it feel wrong to you then?”

She blushed, burying her face against his chest. “Yes… I knew what we were doing, and I knew it was wrong... But it was… Exciting. Our little secret thrill… Dad would have been pissed if he had ever learned just why you were spending so much time with me… All those long runs, the weekends up late together…”

“The constant excuses to help you with your homework and spend time with you?”

Shadi giggled quietly, letting herself rest quietly against her brother's chest, just content to let the water run over their pelts. Her tail smacked wetly against the tiled floor. She glanced up, smiling at Troy nervously, her little green and brown eyes full of hope and fear all at once. “Y-you know… Isiat insisted on getting a larger shower just after we moved in…” She gestured across. The shower itself was a ‘double’ with a second shower head against the other wall facing side of the stall. 

“Said that he couldn’t stand a small shower. Wanted me to be able to join him…”

“You ever fuck in it?” He asked bluntly, flashing his teeth. Shadi gave a short little nod, his fists tightening against his mane as they moved up to his neck, pulling his head down to her level. “All the time.”

“Just once then? For old times sake?” Troy suddenly asked, one paw reaching down to gently caress his sister’s cheek.

Shadi’s lions seemed to throb at the loaded question. Her own brother was propositioning her for sex… Sure, it wouldn’t be the first time they ever had, but just the wicked, naughtiness of it send electricity through her nerves Her mind immediately came up with a hundred thousand reasons why she shouldn’t, her thoughts racing like her heartbeat. He’s your brother! Your husband will be home tomorrow! Can’t you just keep it in your pants until then Shadi? It’s illegal! If someone found out, it’d be jail for both of you! You’re not teenages any more. You have lives, families, jobs, responsibilities! You can’t possibly be considering it!

Could she? She opened her eyes, and found her brother’s muzzle a bare millimeter from hers, and a heartbeat later, he pushed forwards. Her back pressed up against the wall as he kissed her, and for a moment, she found her paws on his chest attempting to push him back, but there was no real effort in it. She gave up a second later, and opened her lips to allow his tongue into her muzzle.

He tasted just as she remembered him, that familiarity and safety in his arms rushing back to her in a great wave that had her entire body melting into the incestuous kiss, that forbidden love between siblings that so many considered unnatural. On the contrary, Shadi had found from the first time they kissed that nothing seemed to come more naturally to her at all, the siblings tongues wrestling for dominance and control of the pace and depth of it, Shadi trying to keep it shallow, but Troy insisting on getting as deep as he could, his thick, raspy tongue dragging over the roof of her muzzle.

The soft moan escaped her before she could stop it, and Troy took it as a sign to press his advantage, pinning Shadi by her shoulders to the wall as he drew back from the kiss, looking his younger sister right in the eyes with a forceful passion. Shadi let out a nervous laugh, looking away from his intense gaze. She couldn’t stand to make eye contact with him; Not now, not in this position she was in, naked, in the shower with her brother who had just made her climax not five minutes ago…

“Look at me Shadi.” He told her, his voice soft, caring, but at the same time, she knew exactly who was really in charge here. Well, at least you can’t blush any more than you are already… She slowly turned her head, looking up into his domineering gaze.

“Troy…” She started, her little voice tiny and frail in comparison to the Rex’s, but he silenced her with a brief shake of his muzzle.

“I want to be with you again… But if you don’t want me to… Just tell me to stop, and I will… I promise.” He told her firmly, and shadi tucked her chin against her chest, nodding once after a long moment of indecision. Troy grinned, pleased with her reaction, and lessened his grip, slowly kissing along the side of her neck and throat, and then down onto her collarbone and breasts as he sank to his knees before her.

“T-Troy…” Shadi stammered, a little more urgently, questioningly, afraid of just what might happen if she let him continue, but at the same time, unwilling to tell him no. He’d always been so careful with her, so gentle yet fierce… She trusted him, even as he took one of her nipples between his lips, giving the sensitive nub of flesh a firm tug and a suckle. “I… Ahhh~... This isn’t a good idea…” she heard her echo in the shower whine.

“Mmmm…” He popped her nipple from his mouth with a wet pop, the water from the shower head dripping down his mane even as he moved lower still on her chest, his lips tracing a line down to her naval. “I never said it was a good idea. I said I wanted to do it… Here… Get yourself comfortable…”

His paws shifted to her broad, childbearing hips, gently shifting her beneath the stream to the left side of the large shower stall, to a small tile lined bench beneath the second shower head. He pushed her down without resistance, and reached past her, twisting the knobs until the second spray sputtered to life, only adding to the steam already filling the bathroom.

“We shouldn’t Troy… Remember? Married? If Isiat found out, he’d-”

“He’d what? I know you two have done things with other people before...A certain little leopardess I know from Facebook tells me all these stories-” Saebryn. That slut- Shadi had to shift herself back, her thoughts interrupted as Troy effortlessly spread her thighs apart, her brother eyeing off the warm, pink fleshy lips between her legs. “...of you and your gentlemanly husband making deals with dragons… I’ve always know you were a naughty one, and from what she told me, he’s the adventurous sort as well… Is that right?”

Shadi leaned her head back against the wall, letting out a terrified giggle that her brother knew all these things about her. Just how long had he been planning this visit?! She bit her lower lip as his paws drifted inwards across the inside of her thighs, tickling the sensitive area. “Oh god… Yes… But never apart, we were always there together. He’s… Not a stuck up prude, if that’s what you mean… He just likes to be there… Likes to know what I’m doing.”

“And that green velvet and leather collar? Yours?”

Shadi’s eyes shot open, looking down at her brother accusingly. Had he already been snooping around in their-

“I saw it on the table in the living room Shadi. You two don’t have any pets here, so... It was just a little obvious who it belonged too…” He grinned mischievously up at her, and Shadi bit her lower lip, nodding slowly in acknowledgement.

“So then I guess it’ll be a surprise then when he gets back to find you’ve already taken care of that pesky heat of yours, hmmm?” He chuckled, growling from deep within his chest, a single minded, predatory rumble as his paws slid over her womanly slit, dragging a single claw up between her puffy lips.

“I can smell it on you… So sweet, and lovely…”

“And another reason we really shouldn’t be- Ahhh!~” Shadi’s paws came down to try and cover herself, and instead only found the tufts of the lion’s large ears as he shoved his muzzle in between her thighs demandingly. “Troy!”

He hummed curiously, as if asking what she wanted, but he was already too busy getting what he wanted to listen to more of her arguments. His fingers neatly peeled her sex open, like a lewd, pink flower blossoming, and his raspy tongue was out and dragging across her freshly exposed sex barely a moment later, dipping into her hot little tunnel to gather up the sweet, sweet flavor of her need on the tip of his tongue.

“That’s it Shadi… You remember this don’t you?” He teased her, and Shadi let out a pleasured groan, tossing her head back. Isiat was always such a dedicated and skilled pussy hound. He could lay her out and feast on her for hours if she let him, She wanted to push him back and yell at him, but instead, her little paws tightened around his ears, pulling him closer as she spread herself out for him, parting her thighs like a cheap whore for her talented brother’s tongue. Oh god this is so wrong… He’s not Isiat, but he certainly has the skill of him… Shadi’s thoughts flittered from one to the next as her brother sampled her nectar, tasting her arousal and finding it very much to his liking.
seemingly never growing tired of her with long, luxurious laps of his broad, canine tongue.

Troy’s tongue was something else. It rasped over the ultra-sensitive flesh of her sex, his tongue like a soft, coarse sandpaper, and it gave her an entirely different sensation from what her husband’s did with each lap of her cunt that he took. His licks were quick, dipping into her passage and swiping back out as soon as he’d coated his oral muscle in her arousal, drawing it into his muzzle like a parched man drinking from an oasis in the desert.

There was less technique than Isiat used, but Troy made up for it with unbridled enthusiasm for eating his sister’s slick honeypot out from top to bottom. “Troy… Ahh… If you don’t stop…” She warned, but it seemed to only encourage the lion further.

“Gonna cum for me again little sis? Go on then… Show me how much you’ve missed this…” 

Shadi groaned loudly, her toes curling against the tiles as he slowly rocked her hips up against his oral assault. So wrong, but I just… Can’t… Help myself…Shadi was panting quickly, her teeth dragging over her lower lip as she fought to hold herself together. Can’t let him… Oh god! 

Troy shifted slightly, his muzzle finding her unhooded clit, the pink nub of flesh sticking out in eager arousal. Without a moment’s hesitation, he took it between his lips, and gave a long, hard suck, and pulled it into his maw, only to drag his rough, wet tongue across its surface.

Shadi’s bliss filled cries were the sweetest sound in the world as she cried out to the rest of the empty household, her grip on his ears almost painful as she toppled over the edge, a small ribbon of her femcum squirting from between her lips to mark across Troy’s lips. He eagerly licked himself clean, and then done in, ignoring Shadi’s pleas and moans as he cleaned his sister’s cunt up as well like a good, diligent brother., only stopping once he was certain he’d lapped up every single drop of her heat.

“Ahh~ Ahh… Ahh… Troy… You… Nghh… Shouldn’t have done that. We shouldn’t have-”

“But we did Shadi… I know you enjoyed it… Why try denying what you want?” He rumbled, entirely shameless of the blatantly incestuous act they had just committed. On the contrary, he seemed to be eager to continue. He wrapped his paws around her waist, shuffling forwards until he was holding her against himself, her breasts pushing into his chest, and her head on his shoulder. “Sister…”

“Brother… We should get dried off… I’m coming into heat, and we don’t have any…” She blushed, turning her head sideways to rest one of her ears across his chest, listening closely to her brothers heartbeat as she caught her breath. The climax had been amazing, not that she was about to tell Troy that… We need to stop now, before he gets to far… Just tell him enough… You’ve had your fun Shadi. Her thoughts spoke to her, but nothing left her lips save for a long, drawn out purr.

“Condoms?” Troy asked.

Shadi nodded nervously. 
“I’ll pull out, it’s okay… Haven’t I always taken care of you Shadi?” He purred to her in turn, and Shadi let out a quiet, indecisive mrowl. Her body ached for more, but she knew she shouldn’t have wanted it, at least not from her own flesh and blood. Was she really going to fuck her own brother where her and her husband had been doing just that not two days ago?

“You know that’s not what I mean… And besides, you know that doesn’t work nearly as-”

“Then I’ll go to the shop and buy some, if you insist, but hey…” He smiled at her sweetly, before placing a soft kiss upon her cheek. “I’ll be gentle…” He whispered, slowly lifting her up from the bench until her back was halfway up the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist out of instinct, looking for something to support her, and immediately regretted it, feeling something hot and firm pressing against her tender, heat swollen sex.

“Troy-” If she was going to protest, he never gave her the chance to let the words leave her lips. Instead, he kissed her firmly, silencing whatever she was about to say in argument. His hips rocked upwards, and he felt those slick nether lips part for the tapered tip of his feline cock, her body trembling around him as much as it tried to clamp around his shaft, stopping him after barely an inch.

Shadi managed to pull her muzzle away from his, enough to gasp loudly, a deep, throaty moan escaping her. “Oh… Oh god.. .We’re really doing this, aren’t we?” She sounded panicked, like her mind was still trying to come to terms with the fact she was now fucking her own brother, her siblings barb-coated prick scratching and raking her insides in a way that made her arch against him, pushing him further into her heated passage.

“Mhhmm… Just hold on and enjoy the ride…” Troy managed to smirk, growling out as he shoved his sister back against the wall, driving another third of his breeding tool into his siblings gripping sex. Shadi closed her eyes, gasping each time he drew his length back and out of her, the feline barbs stimulating her in ways that Isiat physically couldn’t with his smooth, vulpine pecker. It wasn’t that he was a bad lover, quite the contrary, but a feline mind was hardwired to react to the sharp, scraping sensations in a certain way, and Shadi let out a yowl as he shoved himself back into her, hilting inside his sister roughly.

She felt his prick pressing against the very back of her passage, the length throbbing hotly deep within her as he deposited a thick glob of feline precum inside of her. Nggh! And god only knows how many ripe sperm each of… Ahh! Each of those has in it… Shadi’s mind tried to warn her, but the thought was quickly brushed aside as he drew back again, raking the full length of her hot, gripping insides as her body fought to keep him inside of her, to draw out the pleasure as long as she could.

“That’s it Shadi… It’s been so long since we’ve done this…” Troy panted between thrusts, holding her up as she linked her feet together behind his back, just above the base of his swishing tail. Her own had risen up, flagging along the wall beside her out of instinctual response.

“Ahh~ Not since… Since I was sixteen…”

“Mhmmm… A decade had made you all the sweeter.” he praised her, loving the way her body clenched and tightened every time he drew his hips back, drawing his glistening pink shaft from her tight little slit with a wet squelch he could hear even over the water cascading over them.

“Ngh~ You fucker… I was.. Ahh.. Going to tell you no!” She managed to squeak out as he roughly dropped her down onto his shaft, impaling her to the hilt as another needy throb spilled into her eager body.

“Then why don’t you, hmmm? I’ll stop, all you need to do is-” Shadi rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck as she forced a kiss upon him. That’s right sis. You know you wanted this. Troy grinned all the way through it, Shadi’s little tongue swiping over his lips hotly.

“Please… I’m so close…” She whimpered desperately, rolling those wide hips of hers against him to grind the tip of his cock against her cervix, the barbs lining his shaft tugging at the soft flesh of her insides. The sensation was amazing, like nothing he ever recalled from his sister. Clearly, she’d learned some new tricks, and he held himself still, letting her control the pace as he moved himself in time with her.

“Going to cum Shadi? Is my little sis going to cum on her big, strong brother’s cock?” He goaded her onwards, nipping at the edges of her throat as she moaned out needingly, begging her brother to make the itch go away.

She was so close it was almost painful, but the feeling of his teeth across her life-vein was what set Shadi off. “Nggh, YES!” She cried out as Troy closed his muzzle around her throat, momentarily cinching off her air supply as she gasped, her entire body going rigid as she clung on for dear life. Hot, feline need poured from her womb, coating her brother’s penis with the slick arousal as it leaked out around where they were joined, mingling with the damp, tan fur of his sheathe.

Troy couldn’t help it. He knew he’d told her he would, but it was just too much! Nggh! Sorry Sis! He thought, his teeth holding her throat in his jaws as his barbs flared out, digging into the rippling muscles that sought to milk his orgasm right from him. Well, they would get there wish. He was trapped in her, and doubted he could have pulled out if he’d wanted to (Which he really didn’t). 

His tip swelled against her cervix, the barbs all along his girth sticking into her clenching inner walls that held him like a vice inside of her. “Ahh! Fuck! Sis!” He shouted, letting out a loud roar as the pressure built up in his shaft, before exploding from his tip all in a rush. Creamy white ribbons of his incestuous lion-cum hosed her cervix, her body’s eager spasming and rippling drawing his cum out of his shaft. His fuzzy sack was tight against the base of his sheath, twitching each time he fired a fresh golb of his cum into his sister’s hot cunt, holding her tight as he orgasmed and came inside his sister.

The pleasure was more than either of them could take, as Troy stood on trembling, shaky legs, carefully lowering them both down to the seat, turning so that Shadi could rest against him in his lap while he sat down to collect his wits up from the puddle they seemed to have collapsed into. Beads of pearly white lioncum leaked out around his cock from the petals of Shadi’s swollen sex, trailing down his sheath to collect in a pool on the bench beneath them, before the water washed the evidence of their incestuous coupling away down the drain.

Shadi’s chest heaved as the last, sharp little trembles from her orgasm waned, her entire body tingling from head to toe. She could feel the way her brothers cock twitched inside of her, the muscles gurgling up the last dregs of his seed into her awaiting passage, the barbs that had dug into her so wonderfully softening as they relaxed, releasing their hold within her, but still, neither of them made a move to separate.

Oh god.. He did it, he really did it. He said he would pull out but he didn’t. She could hear her worried thoughts, but then another interrupted, clear and honest as anything she’d ever thought. Did you really expect him to pull out? Did you really want him to? She sighed, relaxing against Troy’s chest as she snuggled into his soft, warm (Albeit, wet) pelt. No… No, she had expected as much. Even if she’d tried to fool herself, she had known better.

Now you’re really up to your eyes in it Shadi… She knew she should have been mad at Troy, or afraid, or stressing about what they had just done, but instead, all she felt was contentment, and the warm of her brother deep in her core.

“So..” He asked her, after a few long minutes of just quietly cuddling together. “Was it as good for you?”

“You really shouldn’t have done that Troy.” She quietly scolded himself, without any real conviction to it though, more like she was simply listing off a fact. SHE shouldn’t have done that either…

“Well, what was I supposed to do? Tear you up trying to rip myself free? I couldn’t hurt you like that… We tried that once, and you were sore for a good three weeks before you were up for anything again.”

“You know what I mean Troy… I’m in heat dammit… What are you going to do if next time you come to visit, there’s a little mirror image of you running around, hmmm?”

“Faint and die?”

“If Isiat didn’t kill you for it first… You’re lucky his species are special like that… Assuming he comes home in time to fix YOUR mistake.” She playfully prodded his chest, before carefully rising up, his limp prick sliding out of her along with spill of thick droplets of what was undeniably cum… She knew for sure there was a lot more than just that still inside her though…

She dropped her hair under the twin streams of water while Troy watched her, his little sister rubbing her fur down, before reaching between her thighs, dipping a finger inside her well creamed sex.

“Ahh… You made a mess of me Troy.. .what am I going to do now?” She whines, grabbing a wash rag from the small rack on the wall before she began to scrub her fur down, like she’d meant to in the first place.

“Love me, feed me, never leave me?” He suggested, grinning as he stood up, gently taking the rag from her paws. “Here, let me…”

Shadi didn’t protest, allowing her brother to add a fresh dollop of soap to the cloth before rubbing it into a thick lather. He indicated for her to turn around with hi paw, the little feline pressing her hands against the wall to brace herself as he worked the shampoo into her long strands of hair and the fur of her back.

“Honestly, would it be so-”

“Yes, Troy. If you don’t want to go to jail. You’d better make this up to me, and to Isiat… There’s going to be hell to pay when he comes home and smells you all over me…”

“Oh, please. I’m your brother. Why wouldn’t you smell like me?”

“And why I smell like lion cum?” She peered over her shoulder wryly, arching one eyebrow.

“Circumstantial evidence. That could have come from any lion. Hell, you’re a lion.” He teased, working the rag into the small of her back.

“-ess.” She corrected him, swishing her tail around to wetly slap against her brother’s side. Without missing a beat, he snatched the appendage up between his paws, giving it a sharp tug and making her gasp sharply, biting her lip. Isiat did this to her all the time, and he’d trained the response into her on the end of his belt. She flagged the appendage, letting out a breathy pant of lust.

“Oh? So sister does have a interesting bedroom life after all…” Troy teased, tossing the rag aside as he ran a finger over her freshly exposed sex, a thin bead of his cum dripping down between her puffy lips.

Goddamnit Troy… Shadi huffed, popping her hips out and wriggling her rump invitingly, just like Isiat had always taught her. He might have taught her a little too well… She couldn’t help herself. It felt like the motion was an entirely involuntary action on her part, even as her brain cursed at her. Stupid girl, stop that! Are you looking to get knocked up by your own brother?!

“Eager for more already? Damage is done after all… might as well make the most of it…” Troy rumbled, pressing his chest down against her back as he shifted in behind her, his sheathe nestling up in the cleft of her chubby rump. Already she could feel the warmth of his cum-slick shaft rubbing up against the base of her tail.

Don’t do it.. .Don’t do it… Shadi raised her tail up a little higher, wriggling back against him with a soft pant of need. “Mrrhh. If you’re going to do it Troy, you might as well make the most of it… Isiat will be back tomorrow after all, and if he decided to chase you out of the house…” She teased, letting the idea hang for a few moments. Almost immediately, she felt him draw his hips back, slipping his feline prick down between her legs, the head of his shaft rubbing over her exposed clit. The motion made her quiver with sinful anticipation.

“You shouldn’t be doing this to me… Oh god, I’m married Troy… And Asher-”

“My brother in law isn’t home, and my nephew’s not either… Besides, it’s just you and me here… It’ll be our little secret… Just like we used to be… We’re all grown up Shadi… Can show you just how it’s meant to be between two loving, consenting siblings.” He growled, nipping at the back of her neck. She instantly twisted her head out of his teeth’s grip, huffing angrily.

“Oh, don’t you dare do that Troy. You’re already in enough trouble as it is without trying to make me any badder than I am…” She whined, shooting him a soft, pleading look. “...You can have me… You can always have me Troy, just… Mrrhmm… Next time, I’m making you wear protection, or I’m going to bite that wonderful cock of yours off.”

Troy grinned, feigning shock. “Oh, well that would just be a terrible waste for both of us.” He chuckled, slowly grinding the soft barbs of his shaft across the outside of her nether lips and clit, making his sister give a shallow, pleasured huff. 

“Are you going to fuck me again or not? Because if you’re not, I need to get cleaned up...”

“Well, that depends… Are you going to guide me in?”

She scowled at him playfully, but she was too damned worked up to care. The barbs that lined his cock just brought out the worst in her, the most feral desires and instincts that before now, only Isiat had ever brought out in her. God, I have to tell him… She sighed inwardly as she reached her paws down, gripping her brother's thick lion-shaft in between her tiny paws, her fingers not quiet making it all the way around him.

He wasn’t as big as Isiat, nor as thick, but when she nudged his shaft upwards and he slid back inside of her in a single, smooth stroke, she knew that her body had been made exactly for this. Isiat left her feeling wonderfully stretched, and being knotted was like nothing else in the world, but in the same way, having her brothers barbs raking through her body, triggering a biological response deep inside of her core was on the exact same level, just in a wholly different way. She loved her husband, and she loved his cock. She just also loved her brother and his cock too.

“Ahhh~ Troy!” She yowled. He didn’t go easy on her this time, one paw on the base of her tail to keep the waterlogged appendage flagged, the other on her hips, pulling her back into each of his trusts with a wet, messy slap of their hips colliding. Already, he’d hilted himself inside of her, taking her in short, rapid strokes that make her breasts sway beneath her bent over chest, her claws scratching at the tile of the showers wall.

“Nggh… That’s it Shadi. God I’ve missed you.” He growled, fucking her into a frenzy of moans and yowls, feral snarls and chuffs as he churned his cum inside of her, his barbs raking more back out of her with each thrust. It dripped messily down her thighs, little rivulets of white that clung to her fur and her thighs, evidence of her incestuous breeding to her own brother.

“I Ahhh! I missed you… Like that, please. Harder!” She begged, eyes clenched shut as her sex clenched down upon his firmly, making it all but impossible to withdraw from her heated depths. It didn’t seem to bother Troy - He just kept grinding the head of his shaft against her innermost barrier, nudging his sisters cervix and smearing the gooey cum around inside of her heat swollen passage.

His barbs scratched at her passageway, a low, feline yowl of pleasure like a cat in heat escaping her lips as her brother fucked her into the wall, spreading his virile load around inside her. They hurt, but at the same time, the pain of the barbs was accompanied by pleasure that she couldn’t even put words to, making her entire body feel alight as if she was in the very middle of her heat cycle rather than just at the start of it.

Oh god… Oh god he’s going to make me… Going… Shadi’s muzzle opened in a wordless cry as Troy gave a firm, rough buck into her, mashing the tip of his tapped feline spear up against the gate to her womb, and like a firecracker, she went off, her vision flashing stars as she toppled forwards slightly, only the wall and Troy’s paw around her hips keeping her upright. 

“Ahhh~ Troy!”

He didn’t stop for a second this time, fucking her right through her orgasm as she cried out and spasmed beneath him, cooing praises into her ears. “That’s it sis, let yourself go. Give it all to your brother. Good girl…” He growled, the soft praise at the end of it making her blush hotly, her rippling sex gripping down on her brother’s cock.

Gods, it was so wrong. It had always been so wrong, but when he was inside of her, she didn’t care. Damn society and damn their rules. She loved the feeling her gave her when she had him nestled deep inside her, surrounded by her clenching passage and bringing a world's worth of pleasure to both of them.

She could hear his ragged pants as he bred her; could feel the way his prick throbbed and jumped inside of her body, each messy splash of his precum against her womb just more fuel to the fire of their terrible, incestuous fucking. She didn’t care. She needed it. Needed him right now. Isiat could have her when he was home, but right now, true to his word, her big brother was taking care of her needs.

“Sh-Shadi… Ahh~ Gonna cum sis… Mmrmf… Inside okay?” He growled, his thrusts short and erratic, like he was barely keeping himself together, unable to hold off his impending climax any longer. Out, girl! Out! Tell him to pull- Shadi’s paw reached back, digging her claws into his toned rump and holding him inside of her.

“In me! Please!” She yowled, clutching him to her as if afraid he’d leave her, pull away at that penultimate moment of their lovemaking. Troy snarled, letting out a deep, leonine growl as he bent over her, hilting himself as deep as he could. 

“Mrrh! Sorry Shadi.” He panted, and shadi tried to turn her head to see what he hell he was talking about when she felt his teeth grip the scruff of her neck tightly, yanking the loose skin back until she yowled in a mix of pleasure and delightfully good pain. Her body went into overdrive, and she felt her muscles clench around her brother’s cock like a hot, satin vice, the first ropes of his cum spilling into her unprotected cunt as his barbs flared wide within her.

Deep inside her, she knew her body was already reacting to her brother’s aggressive mating, her estrus cycle going from a one to a ten in the span of the fifteen seconds it took for the nerve impulses to hit her ovaries and send her hormones spiking. She felt her temperature spike quickly, a sudden hot flash making her well warm and wet in all the right ways as her womb seemed to hum at the sensations.

“Ahh~ God.. Ahh God Troy! You bastard!” Shadi moaned. Amasii in particular had a weakness for the backs of their necks, the females especially… biting there had a bad habit of throwing the females into heat. “What are~ Ngghh…” Her frustrated growled slipped out of her like the dribbles of cum pooling on the floor of the shower between her feet, her sex still clenching and milking her siblings seed from his tightly clenched balls.

Each hot splash against her insides was another reminder to her why this had been such a bad idea in the first place. Nggh~ Why does it have to feel so good… Stupid girl, once he’s done, I’m going to castrate him myself! She Yowled loudly as Troy pulled himself back, his barbs raking lines across her swollen, cum slickened passage as he pulled himself free, painting her rump and the puffy petals of her sex with the last of his climax, before he pulled her tightly into his arms, holding her close as he rumbled.

“Mmm… Sorry sis… I couldn’t resist… Remember when we used to-”

Shadi snarled, finally managing to compose herself as she span about, her paw slapping him across the face, leaving a bright red paw-print sized mark on his left cheek. “Bad enough you did it once, but then you go and do that?! What are you trying to do? Put your bastard cub in me? Or did you just forget that I’m already married and have one of my own? The last thing I need is you getting me pregnant with some incestuous cub!”

She huffed, pushing her way past him and snatching a towel from the rack on her way out, slamming the bathroom door behind her.

Troy stayed there a few minutes longer, caught off guard by his sister's sudden outburst. 

Once he’d dried off, he walked out into the living room, only a towel covering his modesty, his brown and tan fur shimmering now that he’d had a chance to clean it off. He found Shadi sitting on the sofa, her knees pulled up around her chest. She glared at him from over her folded arms, huffing angrily. There was a small plate set on the counter beside her, the remains of a slice of chocolate cake nothing but a few crumbs.

“I’m still mad at you Troy… If I get pregnant, I’m going to castrate you myself.” She huffed, lowering her legs back down to hang off the edge of the sofa, her feet dangling just an inch above the floor thanks to her tiny height.

“It’ll be fine Sis… Don’t you worry… I’m sure you’re husband will be home soon to wipe it all out with his homicidal fox cum.”

“Kyruku.”

“You can call him whatever you like, point still stands though… Hey, for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” He said quietly, kneeling down in front of her, resting his paws on her knees. He looked up at her sweetly, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his muzzle. “Forgive me?”

Shadi frowned at him for a long moment, letting out a frustrated growl as she watched him. “You’re not doing that again. Understand?”

“Of course.”

“And I want another slice of that cake.” She added quickly.
“I thought you said that was for-”

“Did I stutter?!” She looked at him bluntly, and he nodded, chuckling softly.

“Alright, alright. Anything else, your majesty?” He teased, grinning from ear to ear across his big, stupid lion muzzle. Shadi lunged forwards suddenly, grabbing his ears in her paws and twisting them sharply, forcing his head down onto her knees.

“Ow! Ow! The hell sis? What was that for?”

“There is one more thing.” She growled, slowly spreading her legs, and letting the towel slip away from around her waist, her naked sex right in front of his nose. So close to the source, the scent of her heat hit him like a wave, an involuntary shiver running along his tail. His sheathe swelled instantly. White tricles of lioncum stained the inside of her thighs, and clung to the fur of her pubic mound, as well as dripped from her swollen lips.

“Since I had to run out from the shower early… You get to clean me up. Every drop you can, brother… And if you’re good… Maybe I’ll let you do it again… After all, our feral cousins can go, what? 300 times a day?” Shadi smirked, a sly little smile coupled with her narrowed, cheeky eyes looking down at him. She gave his ears an encouraging tug forward as she spread her thighs out for him. “Lick.”

Troy didn’t waste a second. His lips were pressed to hers within a second, and his tongue dove right into the work at paw, messily slurping his mess out of his darling sister. He pulled back for just a second, long enough to let Shadi see the glob of his cum pooled on the end of his tongue before he drew it back into his muzzle, swallowing the bitter, salty jizz with an exaggerated gulp.

“Mrrhmmm… I didn’t know you liked the taste of male so much… But then again, it’s not the first time you’ve tasted a man’s cum, is it? Maybe when Isiat’s done with me after he gets back, I’ll let you lick me clean again.” She purred sultrily, any trace of anger at her brother gone like a summer breeze as his tongue rasped over her still sensitive passage, cleaning her out as thoroughly as any seasoned cunt licker.

If Troy objected to the notion, he certainly didn’t show it, instead sliding his paws beneath Shadi’s thighs to pull her hips over close to the edge of the couch so he could drive his tongue into her deeper. He growled into his sister’s sweet snatch, the deep, bass vibrations making the fur on the back of her neck stand on end as he messily kissed her lower lips over and over, each swipe of his rough, broad tongue making her cunt clench in anticipation.

She panted softly, letting her eyes drift close as she slowly released her brother ears, leaning her head back over the cushions with a long, luxurious moan. Her fingers tangled in her brother’s shaggy mane of hair, scratching his scalp like she was praising a pet. “Oh… Oh Troy… Oh I missed you…” And that was the truth… She had deliberately tried not to think about him since he left, but now that he was back…

“And you’re sure he’s not going to just kill me outright?” Troy chuckled, dragging his tongue across her clit, making the little lioness clench her fists in his hair and bite her lower lip, trying to spread her legs apart even further for his sibling so skillfully cleaning his mess up.

“Mhhmmm~ I wouldn’t worry too much… You’re my brother, not his competition… I can talk him down. If anything, he’ll just insist on showing you up…”

Troy let out a short laugh, wrapping his lips around her clit and suckling hard, making Shadi yowl and writhe on the sofa, all but grinding her sex up into his muzzle demandingly. “Not likely…” He insisted, the smug bastard.

“Mhh, well you two can fight it out all you like, Ahh~... So long as you both fuck me… Nggh! And I’ll reserve my judgement for when I’m well and truly sated, and not a second sooner- ohfuckTroy~.” She suddenly gasped, clenching her eyes shut as his tongue bathed over her well fucked womanhood, the warm, pink lips and budding nub of her clit the sole objects of his fixated attention, as he all but practically nursed upon the tight little bundle of nerves.

She squeaked loudly, tugging his face forward and holding him there as a fresh wave of her heat coated his tongue and the end of his muzzle, matting the fur of his jaw with her hot, slick and sticky arousal, the scent of her lust utterly filling his nostrils. His tongue didn’t stop moving, dragging the soft, sandpapery texture across her womanhood from base to tip, finishing by swirling the flexible oral muscle around her clit with an enthusiastic growl until she pushed him away with her paws, panting hard.

“Ahh! Too much Troy! Too… Hahh… Too sensitive…” She smiled tiredly at him from her seat as he climbed up next to her, an evidently pleased smile on his lips, along with a generous coating of lioness cum.

“Heheh… Still say I’m the damned best you’ll ever have.” He snickered, his tail sliding up on the sofa beside himself.

“Mhhmmm… You would. Cheeky Rex you are…”

“Not my fault I happened to get the sexiest sister in the world. Can hardly blame me for wanting to fuck you over and over… I might not be a feral, But I think I could manage 30 if we wanted to test that theory…” He winked, almost as if he was dead serious in suggesting it.

“Mhmm, later, brother… Right now though, I think… You’ve earned yourself a little treat…” She narrowed her eyes, and Troy was immediately hooked on his sister, her lithe little tongue darting out to lick across her chops. She hit her knees on the floor before him, her paws slowly peeling the towel away from his waist as she flagged her tail up, wriggling her hips enticingly, her eyes watching him with that look that said she was going to rock his world.

His cock was already at three-quarter mast, his musk thick and distinctly male, along with the scent of her own heat. The whole apartment probably smelt like sex now, but she didn’t care. She could air it out later… Right now… I’ve got other things to worry about… She grinned to herself, her dainty paws reaching out to rest upon his things, her fingers skillfully dancing along her brother’s sheathe and the pair of heavy, cum filled orbs below it.

“Mhhmm… My little sister looking for a treat? It’s all yours Shadi…” Troy rumbled from his seat, spreading his legs out as his sister crept forwards, her hot breath on the underside of his shaft making his murmur in delight.

“When was the last time you had good head, hmmm? Surely with all those girls around you-”

“The day before I left for Vegas. Your room… Nobody else even comes close to that sinful muzzle of yours when it comes to sucking cock.” Troy interrupted her without missing a beat, grinning at her toothily. Shadi blushed at the compliment, her nose going pink as she nuzzled his fleshy shaft, purring happily.

Her tongue swept out smoothly, swiping down over the barbs that coated his entire length, before she dragged her muzzle from the base of his prick where fur met flesh, all the way up to the very tip of this lion’s ‘pride’. Greedily, she lapped up the dribbles of precum that had started leaking from his slit, washing her coarse tongue over him in long, slow strokes that had her brother growling and shifting in his seat, resisting the urge to just grab her muzzle and face fuck a load down her throat.

“Mmmhmmm… Tastes just like I remember…” She said with a sultry purr, her tail flicking back and forth above her raised rump. Slowly, she kissed his shaft, softly at first on the midsection, but then growing quickly bolder, until she was sealing her lips over his flesh and suckling like she was trying to give him a love bite on his cock. Troy’s mane spilled out behind him as he leaned bad with a pleasured sigh, his fingers scratching behind his sister’s ears affectionately.

“There’s a good little kitten. Just like that Shadi… You always were the best at this… Mmhhmm~”

Shadi just purred out her approval in a little, high pitched rumble as she kissed at the head of his tapered length, her eyes looking up over his belly to meet his own. She opened her muzzle slowly, swirling her tongue around the circumference of her brother's thick girth, before she slowly started working his maleness into her muzzle, moaning all the way down until after a few short tries, she was kissing his sheath with his tip pressing into her throat.

“Ahh~ Oh Shadi… Good Girl… Such a good little girl, aren’t you sis?” He groaned, panting quietly as Shadi nodded, purring around his cock as she dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft, sucking the salty precum right from the source into her hungry little muzzle. She bobbed her head slowly, as if in time to a rhythm only she could hear, sucking her brother shaft like he was a tootsie roll pop.

Troy rumbled loudly, his hips rolling up in time with her head sinking down on his length, his furry sac starting to tighten up against his sheathe. “Shadi…” He warned her in advance, but his little sister just flickered her ears, sinking her mouth down to his base before she gave a long, languid purr or approval. That’s it brother… Give it all to me… She thought as she felt him start twitching in her muzzle, his cock throbbing with his heartbeat. Bad idea be damned… I want it.

“Sh-Shadi…. Nghh! Hold it for me… Don’t swallow till I say.” Troy grunted, giving his sister his command as he bit his lip, his paws holding her head down on his prick as it surged in her throat. The first splash of his cum coated her tongue and quickly dribbled down her throat as she purred, lashing her tongue across the underside of his maleness in quick little strokes to coax as much pleasure from him as she could.

Four, five, six, seven. It seemed like his climax never ended, Shadi’s cheeks bulging out as the hot, incestuous seed quickly filled her maw, little dribbles of pearly white lion cream leaking out around the corners of her lips as she brought her brother over the edge. She moaned, huffing through her nose as his climax finally tapered off, slowly lifting her muzzle up off of his shaft, tasting every drop of him on her tongue as she looked up at him almost proudly. 

Troy just grinned down at her, running a finger across her cheek. “Swallow.” He commanded. The single word and the force behind it made her very core give a needy throb of desire.

Shadi gulped, and in a single swallow, drank her brother’s creamy treat in one go, opening her mouth with a delicate little belch to show her brother just how well she’d done for him.

“Shadi! Work let me out early, so I…” Isait paused in the doorway, looking over at his wife on her knees, cum still clinging to the corners of her muzzle, and the very clearly related, very clearly pleased male whose knees she was between. Indecision flashed across his face, before he grinned, letting the door swing shut behind himself.

“Well, I did bring back take out, but I see you already found something else to eat…” Isiat chuckled from the doorway as he set the plastic bag down beside himself, taking a few steps towards the pair, caught red handed in their little incestuous act. 

“I hope you saved room for seconds…” Isiat grinned, Shadi just purring sweetly at the sound of his belt coming undone. The little feline wriggled her hips invitingly, smiling up at her husband, the male’s dark fur seeming the ripple as he moved, a thin strip of red separating the white of his typical vulpine patterning.

Troy seemed to be in a little bit of a panic mode, sitting upright in the sofa and trying to find something to cover himself with. “Oh, uh, you must be Isiat! I’m uh… Troy! Yes, Shadi’s-”

“Brother. I know. Looks like you two have been busy getting reaquainted.” He grinned, that mischievous vulpine grin of his, his many tails flickering slowly behind him, betraying a mind that was far craftier than his outwards appearance would have suggested. He yanked his arm out to the side, pulling his belt free of the strap with a soft clink as the buckled dropped to the hardwood floor by his side. Isiat raised his muzzle, taking a long breath in through his nostrils.

“Hmmm… Smells like fuck as well.” He noted, wrapping the belt a few times tightly around his paw, before snapping the length taunt between his paws, wielding it like a whip. He marched over to Shadi, hauling her up by the scruff of her neck before he unceremoniously shoved her over the arm of the sofa.

Shadi squeaked eagerly, her tail folding up along her back, exposing her bare rump and dripping cunt to Isiat and Troy both. With a sudden ‘Snap’, the leather belt snapped down, cracking across Shadi’s upturned rump. She cried out, though if it was in pleasure or pain, Troy couldn’t tell. All he knew is that that was his little sister getting flogged, and an instinctual part of him wanted to protest and fight her husband because of it.

“Hey, stop that. It was my fault-” Troy growled, standing up to try and defend his sister as Isiat struck her again, before the belt fell limply at his side, the vulpine’s attention immediately diverted to this… Attempt… at defiance within his home.

“Oh? Stop it? Boy, you might be big, but try to interrupt again, and you’ll see just why they say the harder they fall. Besides… We have a safe word. If she didn’t want this, she’d have used it, isn’t that right, kitty?” Isiat grinned, glaring at Troy as he spoke over his shoulder. Shadi whined quietly, almost desperately needing to feel the hot sting of his belt on her.

She wasn’t one for pain play, but being punished by Isiat was… Something else. He’d taught her to love the belt, to love his open palm on her behind when she’d been a tease, or deliberately been naughty to get his attention. She nodded quickly, obediently, the tip of her tail flicking back and forth rapidly. “Please?” Came her quiet little plea, begging for his attention.

Isiat smirked, chuckled, and struck her arse again without even looking, the belt snapping loudly as it recoiled off her rear, the sound of Shadi’s lip-biting moan ringing out as clearly as the crack of the leather. Troy just watched on, part of his still wanting to interrupt, to defend his sister, but she was clearly, clearly, liking his treatment, each hot lash of the improvised whip making her tight little sex clench, drops of her feline honey and his own lion cum leaking down her thighs.

Isiat flashed his teeth, before turning back to Shadi, inspecting her rear, one paw on his chin as he tutted. “Shadi, didn’t you teach your brother the rules? If you make a damned mess in my house, you clean it up. Kneel.” He growled, looking over at Troy, the rex’s eyes wide open with apparent surprise at this… unexpected turn of events.

“Wai-” 

Crack!

Isiat snapped the belt loudly across Shadi’s rump, making her squeal out loudly, her sex feeling like it was aflame with her need as she cried out. “Ahhh~! Please Isiat!”

Her husband's grin never left his muzzle. “I said, kneel, Lion. You’re in my house, and you’ve broken two of my rules already. The first wasn’t properly cleaning up the mess you made of my wife, your ‘dear, darling sister.’. The second, was starting all this without my permission, so I’ll say it again. Kneel.”

Troy was caught off guard by this… Despite the fact that the lion was still a good head and at least fifty pounds bigger than the vulpine was, the sheer force of will that he seemed to extrude from merely being in the room, let alone the manner in which he spoke to him was something else, and without even knowing why he was listening to the male, he found himself sinking to his knees at the vulpine’s feet.

“Hmmm… What would you know. The lion can be tamed.” He mused, before flicking his paw out and giving Shadi’s plump little arse another firm lash of his belt as he turned around, unbuttoning his shirt. He walked around to Shadi’s front, tossing the garment aside as he held one paw out in front of her, her short little legs dangling over the cushions of the sofa. Her pink little tongue lulled from her muzzle, her eyes looking up at him with a pleasure drunk haze.

“Paws, kitty.” He ordered her, and without hesitation, she raised her paws out in front of her obediently, her rump wriggling. He unwound his belt, before quickly and neatly wrapping it around her wrists before tying it off, binding her paws together in front of her. Almost lazily, he reached down, undoing his trousers and letting them pile around his feet, exposing his plump, white sheath to his wife’s eager eyes.

“Go on then Shadi. I’m sure you’ve already shown Troy just how skilled you are…” He rumbled. Shadi nodded, purring sweetly as she shuffled herself forward over the couch’s arm, her tongue flicking out to graze over the maroon dappled tip of his foxhood, peeking from the end of his sheath.

Oh god… This is so naughty… Mhmm.. Hope he’s not too harsh on Troy… Shadi mused, the firm, warm flesh beneath her tongue glistening with her saliva as she all but bathed her husband and master’s cock with his skilled little oral muscle. His salty taste was more prominent than Troy’s was, but unlike her brother’s precum, Isiat’s tip was leaking from the moment she started licking, the girthy spire of vulpine breeding rod sliding from its home more and more with each lap of her tongue.

Troy meanwhile, was just watching on, almost awestruck as without any preamble or hesitation, Shadi took Isait’s cocktip into her muzzle, slowly bobbing her head back and forth on her husband’s length. Holy shit… What have you gotten me into in this house Shadi?

“Troy, Lion.” Isiat snapped suddenly, even as his paws gripped Shadi’s ears, encouragingly scratching the little lioness’s scalp in praise. “I already told you. You clean up your mess in this house. Shadi’s still leaking. Get to it.” He ordered, reaching out with one paw to grip Shadi’s thick tail at its midpoint, pulling it upwards until his arse was nice and raised, her cunt of full display for her brother. He doesn’t really… Right here, in front of him?

“You can clean her out, or you can get over her and take Shadi’s spot while I do it for you. Your choice, but make it quickly before I make it for you.” Isiat growled, fixing Troy with a look that seemed to ring of his expectations for his order to be followed to the letter. He climbed up on the sofa behind Shadi, eyeing of her moist slit as he crawled over, nudging the exposed nub of her clit with his cool, leathery nose.

“Mrrhmm~ Please Troy? Isiat won’t bite…” Shadi moaned with a distinct sound of lusty tones that even Troy hadn’t heard her use before… Certainly not today, and certainly not when they were younger. Good lord, what kind of depravity has he taught her? Troy blinked, his own feline prick throbbing between his legs at the lust inducing smell of his sister’s heat.

“Hah. Much... “ The vulpine snorted, shoving Shadi’s maw back down on his cock so she could get back to work. “Make like your sister and make her moan like a good girl… I’m sure you know how to do that, right?” 

Troy growled quietly to himself, immensely disliking the way Isiat seemed to mock him in front of his sister, but he obeyed regardless of his feelings, wanting to make his sister feel good, not her smug husband. He flickered his tongue over the petals of her sweet honeypot, teasing her sex with the faintest rasps of his tongue as he snatched up droplets of her heat, like dew drops on the plants in the morning. 

Her sweet and spicy arousal make his prick ache from its hardness, and he reached forwards, grabbing her thighs in his paws to pull her hips back onto the tip of his muzzle, as if messily french kissing with his sister's lower lips. Shadi gasped out around Isiat’s cock in response, the little feline moaning long and loud at her dear siblings attentions, his rough tongue rasping over her sore and swollen insides like a sweet balm to sooth her heat.

Even if doing anything but fucking while in heat was like trying to put out a fire with gasoline…

“Mrhmm~ More please... “ She whined, giving a long lap of Isiat’s cock from his knot to his spade-shaped tip, her own tongue lust like a more delicate version of her brothers, albeit, with a little more finesse than her sibling seemed to show. She swirled it around Isiat’s tip hungrily, cupping her mate’s sheathe and fuzzy white sack in her bound paws, jerking him off gently as she nursed.

Isiat groaned happily, grabbing Shadi’s ears tightly as his cock gave a jump in Shadi’s muzzle, his sac tightening up against the base of his sheathe as he neared his climax. Mmm.. Not what I expected to come home too… But I can make this work… At least it wasn’t Llijah… Isiat chuckled inwardly to himself. The dragon had kept a rivalry vendetta against him since Shadi had more or less ‘kidnapped’ his wife, Saebryn for a threesome on Isiat’s birthday.

Llijah had returned the favor soon enough though, return Shadi to him one day a cum streaked mess with her pussy dripping dragon cum all across the living room. Her brother at least wasn’t any sort of direct competition… And besides… He seemed compliant enough.

“Go on then Kitty… You’re going to be a good girl and not swallow a drop until I tell you… And Troy?” Isiat looked over Shadi’s upturned rear to where her brother was busily pushing his tongue as deep as he could get within his sister’s sweet snatch, seemingly determined to get as much of her heat as he could. The Lion Rex’s muzzle was coating in a thick sheen of feline arousal, and not all of it was Shadi’s alone… “She seems empty now… Why don’t you fill her up again? Would you like that kitten?”

Would I? Oh god pleasepleaseplease! Shadi’s mind reeled as she sank her muzzle down on Isiat’s shaft, her lips stretching lewdly around the top half of his knot. His tip was already in her troat, leaking preseed copiously onto her tongue as it dripped down towards her stomach. She arched her back, pushing her hips eagerly back towards Troy, a quiet, needy whine escaping her.

Troy looked up, slowly drawing his tongue from his sister’s cunt with a long, wet slurp across her already soaked lips, the taste of their combined incestuous fucking fresh on his lips like a sweet summer wine. “You sure? I mean, she is your wife…” Troy asked cautiously, still not quite sure what to make of Isiat just yet… The male seemed… Odd, yet utterly in control of himself, even in this sort of crazy situation. He didn’t even seem slightly fazed at the fact that Shadi had fucked her own brother in his home, and now, he was inviting him to do it again.

Isiat motioned with a paw, arching one of his eyebrows. “I didn’t stutter, did I?” He asked rhetorically, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Get your cock, and give the cat what she wants. You already fucked her earlier. I don’t see why it should bother you now… Rule three. The cat gets what she needs...”

Because you’re her husband, and you’re just going to stand there and watch as your wife’s brother fucks her? It almost sounded like the script of a B grade porn shoot, but yet here he was, already crawling up to position himself behind Shadi, his barbed cock twitching in anticipation. He could see the way Shadi’s body tensed as she wriggled her hips invitingly towards her brother, purring with her lips wrapped firmly around her husband's canine length. Arousal beaded from her sex, dripping down onto her thighs and the sofa.

Her tailed flicked as Isiat released it, Shadi letting the dexterous appendage loop around her brother's hips, pulling him in towards her  as she closed her eyes, her tongue lathering and gliding over Isiat’s prick in her muzzle. She could feel the way it seemed to swell, the knot between her lips getting uncomfortably large in her maw until she finally had to back off of it, unable to stretch her lips enough to take it. She huffed loudly through her nose as Isiat let out a deep growl, his fingers tangling in her hair at the back of her head, as he pushed her back down until she was kissing his knot lewdly.

She moaned, and then let out a sudden, surprised mewl as Isiat’s climax rushed into her waiting mouth, the thick, ribbony fox-cum coating her tongue and the insides of his cheeks as he rushed over the edge, huffing and panting as he came. “Ahhh~ There’s a good girl… Good Shadi…” He praised her, rubbing over her ears with his free hand.

Her cheeks bulged outwards, and just like with Troy’s orgasm, there was just too much! It spilled out from the corners of her lips, her lustful purr nor lost on Isiat as she tried to keep as much as she could in her maw, her master’s precious gift to her, the ultimate show of his pleasure. The salty flavor engulfed her senses, and she let her tongue brush over what she could reach of his dappled, throbbing foxhood, trying to coax every last drop from him like the good, eager little feline she was.

Her breaths came in obedient little pants through her nostrils, still blushing bright pink as she felt her brother’s tip spread her sex out for the third time that day, a shivver of unrestrained lust visibly making its way from her ears and down the length of her back as she presented herself and her fertile little cunt to her brother. Now that Isiat was here at least, she didn’t have to worry so much about -that- being an issue.

Isiat’s species were… Interesting like that, the many tailed vulpine known as Kyruku possessing some very, very virile sperm indeed… When it came time for breeding, they actually had two sorts, all released in the same ejaulation. One set hunted down and aggressively destroyed any rival males sperm, as well as any already fertilized eggs, while the other sought out still ripe and unclaimed ova for their own. In a sense, he was a measure of birth control for her…

Her brother on the other paw? Well…. He was a lion. He’d likely fuck her until physical exhaustion overtook him given the chance, and that could be upwards of 40 times in a day. She knew that as a fact… A very lonely spring with him had shown just how much stamina he’d really had. Shadi purred loudly at the thought, her muzzle still filled with her master’s seed. Gods, he left me such a mess… What are these two going to leave me like between them?

Troy was certainly eager to find that out himself, teasingly dragging the tip of his barbed, feline cock across the puffy lips of her vulva, letting them catch and rake backwards from her clit down, ignoring Shadi’s pitiful whines. Isiat for his part had pulled himself from his sister’s muzzle, wiping himself clean on his sleeve before walking over to one of the plush looking armchairs on the other side of the living room, a handful of feet away.

Shadi heard the distinct click of his lighter as he struck it, drawing the flame across one of his cigars she’d brought for him for Christmas, evidently content to sit and watch while he recovered. A dark, lusty chuckle passed his lips, along with a wash of the sweet, vanilla scented smoke that she had grown to love the smell of. When it hit her nostrils, her sex clenched, gripping Troy’s tip like a vice, unwilling to let him go as his barbs dug into the sensitive flesh.

Troy hissed at the sudden pleasure of his siblings sex gripping his twitching prick, a powerful trob smearing lion pre across her outer lips messily. Across the room, Isiat grinned behind his cigar. “Well? Don’t leave you sister waiting. Can’t you tell she needs it?” He pointed out with an idle wave of his paw.

Most men probably would have thrown an absolute fit in his situation, however, Isiat and Shadi understood their relationship well. Sometimes, a little bit of sharing was just the spice they needed, so long as they were both in agreement. Shadi had likely been able to tell that he wouldn’t mind sharing her with her clearly beloved brother, plus, it played into a lot of their little kinky fantasies…

Bondage, submission, a little bit of impregnation teasing here and there, and incest were all big on both of their lists. Isiat had only ever fool around with his sister once, and even then, never more than ‘Show me yours, I’ll show you mine’. But this? This was one of the hottest things Isiat had ever seen, Watching Troy as he smoothly fucked his sister into the edge of the sofa, his little glowing rump from the belt marks held up high along with her tail so he could just grab her hips and take her how he wanted.

Troy entered her fully with a lewd, messy sounding squelch, the body of Isiat’s wife stretching to encompass her brother in her swollen and tight passage. His barbed prick scraped against her over sensitive insides, the feline’s body seeming to clench and suckle at his shaft more and more with every inch he fed into her snatch. She couldn’t take it any longer, and gulped her masters cum, panting quietly from the sheer volume of his climax, the slick feeling of her master’s and her brother’s cum clinging to the insides of her mouth.

“Oh.. Oh god Troy… Please master… May I cum for my brother?” Shadi whimpered, looking over at Isiat with a desperate, needy expression written across her muzzle, but her whines and pleas fell upon deaf ears.

“You broke my rules Shadi…” Isiat said coldly, taking a slow, lazy drag from the cigar in his muzzle, the embers at the tip flaring a bright orange as he drew the air through the burning tobacco. “You broke two of my rules, and you aren’t properly attired to be my submissive…” He reached over, and plucked up the elaborate and artfully made collar from the end table beside him, letting it dangle with the metal tag jingling quietly from his index finger.

Shadi whimpered as he brother hilted her roughly, trying to get Shadi to finish even without Isiat’s permission, the Rex’s huffs and growls only serving to amuse him. “She won’t unless I tell her, so you may as well enjoy her body for yourself Troy…” But you’re welcome to try. Everyone does, and just wears themselves out in the end, before I swoop in and just whisper a single word… “No Shadi, you may not cum. You haven’t earned it… Besides…”

Isiat grinned, setting the cigar down in the ashtray on the table by him. “I never said you could swallow either…”

Shadi whined, rocking her hips back as she tried desperately to grind herself off on her brothers barbed cock, loving the torturous way they grated against her passage. Oh, I am going to be so sore after this… She knew that was the truth, and yet, for Isiat, she would have endured it a hundred times over… Even if it meant that she never came again.

“Ahhh~ Please… I’ve been bad, I know… But-”

“No excuses Shadi. Even if he is your brother. You want him to fuck you, you follow my rules. You know our agreement… Go on Troy. See how close you can get her. I promise you, she won’t go over the edge… She well trained like that. Something you wouldn’t understand… Yet…” He chuckled darkly, taking up his cigar once more as he motioned the the surprised looking Rex. “Enjoy her. She’s yours… For now…”

Isiat… Had plans already forming for these two… Troy was definitely related, there was no doubting that. Their fur, their mannerisms… Even the way they fucked bore uncanny similarities. In Troy, he could see many of the traits that Shadi had… Just, not yet brought out… Exploited to their full potential… Isiat grinned. Oh, this will be a fun week…

He turned his eyes back to the incestuously screwing siblings, watching each time the lion drew out of ‘his’ lioness, his wife's messy, cum dripping snatch spilling a mix of their lustful secretions down along the inside of her thighs, matting the fur their and turning it a dark brown shade as it clung messily to her flesh.

Troy didn’t seem to mind though. He was just intent on making his sweet sister cream herself like that young, teenaged girl he’d taught how to make love so many years ago… Good lord, just want has he been teaching her since then? Her body had clamped around him, making it hard for him to even shift with his barbs flared, his heavy testes pulling up tight against the base of his sheathe once again.

“Nggh… Jesus Shadi… Ahhh!” He shouted at the ceiling as Shadi’s inner muscles got the better of him, her tightly rippling and milking cunt sucking him dry as he pumped his sis full of his cum once again, each ribbon of thick, hot lioncum against her cervix making Shadi shudder and whine in delight and misery. She was so close, it was painful! Her peak was right there, but every time she went to reach for it, it was like some invisible force drew her back just enough to keep her from losing herself completely. Not without permission, it reminded her, like a disapproving parent.

She gasped as Troy fell backwards onto the cushions, panting hard, the sudden sense of emptiness in her making her long to have him back inside of her already. She let out a whimpering mewl, her large tail flagging up in the air and almost reaching the ceiling as she silently begged for him to keep going.

Isiat stood finally, breaking his passive watching of the siblings little affair as he padded over, a low growl on his lips. Quietly, so as not to let Troy hear, he leaned down beside his bound wife’s ear, whispering in a low, dominant purr. “You want to cum, don’t you Shadi?” Her fervent nodding was all he needed to know, as he stood, his vulpine prick already at full attention, twitching with his own barely restrained eagerness.

“I’m going to show you something Troy, something I think you’ll be very interested to see… Shadi’s a very well trained submissive. She won’t do anything without being told to when I’m in charge, and I -am- in charge, make no mistake…” He chuckled, looking at the panting lion with his spent pink prick still dribbling messily onto the fur of his chest.

“Shadi. Climb down for there and assume your place…” He ordered her, and there was utterly no room for interpretation in his tone. Quickly, Shadi gathered her wits, and shuffled back off the sofa, her paws still neatly bound in front of her as she sank to her knees beside Isiat, her head bowed.

“Shadi. Suck my cock.” He smirked at Troy as the words left his mouth, Shadi’s brother apparently insulted by the way he was treating his sister. Shadi wasted no time, shuffling on her knees until she was kneeling before Isiat, and lowered her muzzle down onto his twitching, dappled shaft until she was kissing his knot, a very faint bulge in the front of her throat.

“Ahhh, good girl…” He praised her, giving the space between her ears a gentle scratch. “I could order her to do anything at all, even things she doesn’t want to, and she would… Your sister hates anal, for example, but you’d give it to me, wouldn’t you Shadi?” He chuckled, enjoying the quiet growl it drew from Troy in his frustration.

Shadi whimpered quietly. Oh, please not that… Please… But even with those thoughts, she nodded obediently, Isiat’s cock popping from her muzzle for just a moment. “Ahh… Yes sir…” She gave Isiat what he wanted to hear, and was rewarded with another gentle pet on her head as she went back to work, running her tongue across the underside of Isiat’s cock, tracing the veins across the smooth, slick flesh. A ribbon of his precum coated the roof of her mouth, and she swallowed eagerly, like the good girl she was.

“Without hesitation… Every time… I could teach you to do that with her, to have her obey your every command… Hell, I could order her to for you and she would… You could have your own sibling as a cock hungry little slut, all for yourself with the exception of me… Is that something you’d like?” Isiat teased him with the little fantasy, grinning all the while Troy watched his little sister suckle hungrilly on Isiat’s cock.

Isiat could see the way the lion’s eyes glanced down beneath Shadi’s flagged tail, hungrily eyeing her creamy, dripping cunt, a small pool of the milky white cream appearing on the wooden floor between her legs. An unrestrained growl of lust passed his lips. He hated to be going along with Isiat on anything at the moment, but… He couldn’t deny that did sound very… very enticing. He huffed.

“Yes.”

“Good… I will teach you what you need to know… But in order to teach you the position you want, Troy… First, you must learn and understand the position of your sister. After all… A good dominant understands his submissive… Her wants, her needs, her desires… A submissive has no secrets, and wishes above all else, to please her master…” He sighed happily, his paws resting atop Shadi’s scalp, little wet suckling sounds escaping the corners of her muzzle as she worked him over.

“That’s enough Shadi… Over your brother’s lap. I want you to clean him while I fuck your next cub into you…” Isiat growled, wrapping his paw in Shadi’s hair before yanking her off his prick, a long string of precum connecting her open muzzle to the tip of his shaft, glinting in the light.

“Wait, really?” Troy asked, suddenly moving as if he was going to stand up and protest. 

“Sit down, Troy.” Isiat snapped, flicking one paw at the lion. “And yes, exactly.” He grinned, shoving Shadi down to her knees in front of where Troy was sitting, kneeling down behind her with a swift growl into her ear, his eyes locking fiercely on Troy’s own, indecisive and panicked pupils. 

“You hear that Shadi… I’m going to fuck you, and cum in you so that your next cub is mine, and not some little incestuous bastard of your brothers. What do you think of that?” He sneered, nipping at the side of her throat. She moaned, tilting her head to expose her neck submissively to her master.

“Ahh~ Please… Please sir… Breed your good girl… Please~ I need it…” She gasped and whined pitifully. Isiat’s prick slipped between her thighs as he sought her entrance with his shaft, sliding wetly along the head of her cum slickened folds…  “Please sir~ I want you to put a cub in me…”

“Good girl…”

Isiat shoved her head forward into Troy’s lap, and Shadi’s raspy little tongue extended from between her lips, dragging across the firm, pink breeding tool her brother sported. Mhhmm… You sure seem to like his taste… Sure you wouldn’t rather his cub in you?” Isiat teased, the little lioness shaking her head quickly. Isiat’s mocking grin just infuriated her sibling more, but that warm little muzzle wrapping itself around his cock kept him in place. 

“See? You can’t buy that kind of obedience.. It has to be taught, and more importantly, it has to be learned… Isn’t that right Shadi?” 

Shadi purred softly around the length of her brothers shaft, giving a quiet nod as she licked up the remnants of his last orgasm, tasting his salty cum and her own sweet, almost honey-like arousal all over him. She smiled, obediently grooming her brother’s sheathe with long rasps of her textured tongue, coaxing a few more dribbles of his tasty cream from the tip of his cock as she dragged her muzzle over the tip of his feline prick.

“Why? So you can treat her… Ahhh~ Like a slut?”

Isiat let out a laugh, shaking his head. “No, so I can treat her like she needs to be treated. Like she wants to be treated… You still don’t get it, do you? She wants this, because I want it… She needs it, because tell her to.” He spoke like fine satin running over one’s fingers, fluid and smoothly as he leaned down over Shadi’s back, the little lioness eagerly wriggling her hips to show her need to her master as his tip pressed against the opening of her body.

The bare fur of his chest pressed into her back, his teeth grazing over the back of her neck as Troy watched… Both eagerly, and apprehensively, the male nipping and nibbling at that soft patch of fur that was linked right to her arousal. His prick hardened instantly in Shadi’s muzzle as she let out a moan, Isiat’s hips rolling forward smoothly, and in a second, Troy knew that he’d penetrated his sister.

Warmth and wetness engulfed Isiat’s cock, drawing a pleasured huff from the vulpine as he slipped forwards, ‘till the tapered, spade like tip of his cock was dimpling Shadi’s cervix at the very back of her tight little cunt, smearing Troy’s multiple loads around inside of her and forcing it out between her legs from the thick intruder inside of her.

Shadi cry was muffled by the lion cock in her muzzle when Isiat rammed his thick knot up against her cunt, stretching her outer lips apart lewdly, more of Troy’s cum dripping almost freely from her snatch before Isiat drew himself back, and thrust into her again. His sleek, smooth cock was a pleasant relief after the roughness of Troy’s barbs against her flesh, but at the same time, his size made her tight little kitty snatch ache from the way he forced her body to spread for her master.

Troy purred, watching as his brother in law fucked his sister down into his lap, each slap of the vulpine’s hips shunting Shadi’s head forwards until the barbs of his lion cock were tickling her throat, scraping backwards along the roof of her muzzle and her tongue as she pulled her head back, only to have his next thrust repeat the process.

He spared her no gentleness, despite how sore her body must have been after being fucked so many times in just the last two hours. Isiat took her like a feral beast, pounding himself into her and screwing her for his own pleasure, knowing she would like the rough treatment. She moaned loudly each time his knot smacked wetly against her splayed open slit, pressing against the scratches that Troy’s barbs had left all through her and putting a wondrous pressure right up against her swollen little clitoris. 

Shadi for her part just whimpered, grinding her hips backwards against her husband with a lusty, utterly desperate sound, even as he continued fucking her as if she were a feral bitch being mounted by a wolf, utterly dominated by his presence over her and the thick maleness nearly splitting her apart. With how sore and swollen she was, and how crazily aroused she felt, it was the most sinfully sweet torture and pleasure at once.

Her very core seemed to throb in time with Isiat’s prick inside of her, each hot pulse that trailed along the length of his vulpine pecker ending in a hot splash of precum against her cervix, and another who knew how many million sperm to add to the mix of batter pooling inside of her. 

Then she felt it, that tug on the base of her neck that made her entire body set ablaze. Her nerves tingled with the sudden onrush of pleasure and desire, that feral instinct to breed and mate and be fucked by a strong male. Isiat’s teeth sank into the nape of her neck, pulling at the skin in a tug that was far harder than he needed to to get the response from her, but barely half as hard as her mind screamed at him to. Oh God! Do it! Fuck me like you own me master! Breed me like your bitch!

Shadi’s attempts to cry out to Isiat were muffled however, by her brother suddenly gripping the back of her head and shoving her down over his shaft as he leaned back in the sofa with his eyes closed, groaning out at the ceiling as she tasted her brother’s cum for the second time that day, the flavor of him flooding her muzzle as she swallowed as fast as she could manage, not wanting to disappoint her master or oldest sibling by spilling a single drop of their precious seed.

Isiat snarled, grabbing Shadi by the hips as he too neared his peak, Shoving his knot up against her cunt and putting his weight behind it, before with a sudden ‘Pop’ and a sudden sense of fullness and plumpness to her sex, he tied her. Her husbands cum flooded against her cervix like a tidal wave, the tip of his prick nestled up against the tight opening to her womb, probing against it as he rocked himself inside of her while he came, his teeth fleaing along the edge of her neck as he huffed and panted in utter bliss.

“Ahh… Good girl Shadi… Good girl… Mmmm… You’ll make us another nice strong pup yet, won’t you kitten?” He cooed into her ear, along with other sweet nothings and words of praise, his paws wrapping around her waist to stroke over the very faint bulge of her swollen belly.

Shadi slowly popped off of Troy’s maleness with a gasp, giving it a final few licks before she lay her head in his lap, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation of her master breeding her, a low purr starting deep within her chest. “Ahh… Yes… Master… Love you Isiat.” She smiled sweetly, a soft chuckle on her husband's lips.

“Love you too…” He trilled in turn, gently lapping his tongue along the rim of her ear affectionately. Troy seemed… Genuinely surprised when Isiat finally looked up at the Lion, as if he hadn’t been expecting.. Well, any of that from Isiat. At all. Not with the way he’d been treating her not twenty minutes ago.

Isiat chuckled, catching the question before he worded it. “Don’t look so shocked… She’s still my wife after all… Besides, a good sub should always earn affection after punishment… You’ll learn these things Troy, don’t you worry… You’ll learn how things work around here, and where you fit in soon enough.”

Troy shuffled himself about slightly, getting comfortable on the couch as Shadi quietly rested in his lap, her rump still wriggling back against Isiat. “I… I’d heard about this kind of things, but it’s something else to actually see it in practice, that’s all.” He said, managing to at least wipe the expression off of his face, running a paw across his forehead to wipe away the sweat that had gathered there, his other hand laying softly between his sister’s large ears. They twitched softly as he scratched them.

“Hmph… I would have expected with your track record that you had been exposed to… Far, far more of the… Exotic nature, especially in Vegas.“

“Well, for the record, most of my conquests were her-” He nodded down at Shadi with a quiet chuckle, the little lioness nestling her cheek up against his sheathe as his prick retreated back into it’s fuzzy home. “-and a string of girlfriends who were more just with me while I had money, and moving on when I didn’t… It was Vegas, you win some, you lose some.”

“Not…” Isiat tapped his nose, and nodded to Shadi, slowly pulling himself from her with a grunt, Shadi only letting out a slight whimper of discomfort as his knot slipped from of her womanhood’s grip with a slick sounding squelch, several large globs of cum dripping to the floor from her slightly gaping sex as her muscles tried to clench around a prick that wasn’t there any more.

“If you rig the game in your favor… How many times do you think I’ve bet people to try and make Shadi cum without my permission? How many times do you think I’ve lost? Here, allow me…” He stood up, taking a few shaky steps over to his seat before flopping down with a relaxed sight, taking up the cigar he’d left to smoulder between his thumb and his index finger.

“Shadi. Cum for me beautiful.” He said, as if just making casual conversation, the cigar going right back between his canines. The effect was instantaneous.

Shadi let out a cries of rapture as he mind seemed to just break like a twig being stepped upon, her little body shuddering from the tip of her tail as she clenched her fists down on Troy’s thighs, the feline mewling and moaning loudly as her sex spasmed, and like a dam breaking, a hot rush of her and Isiat and Troy’s mixed cum began to run down her thighs to puddle between her legs.

Troy pet Shadi’s head, not sure what else to do with his poor sister as her mate made her climax at barely a word, the arrogant bastard of a male who she was so clearly stricken by. Shadi whimpered quietly in Troy’s lap, nuzzling her cheek into the fur of his thigh with a deep sigh as her climax finally waned. The room smelt of sex, and there was absolutely no hiding that from anybody who might have come in.

“Th-thank you… Master…” Shadi whispered, purring contentedly as she snuggled back up to her brother, quietly climbing up into his lap to rest, her body sore and aching and tingling pleasantly all over, especially her well tended core, a deep set, pleasurable thrumming in time with her heartbeat. 

Isiat smirked, stubbing out the remnants of his cigar after a few minutes of quiet, all three of them recovering from the ‘stresses’ of the day.

“I uh… I didn’t think you would be home until tomorrow.” Troy chuckled nervously, rubbing at the back of his head with one paw. Shadi was already asleep in his lap, purring like a cat in it’s favorite spot.

“I wasn’t supposed to be, but the situation resolved itself faster than we anticipated… I had thought to come home and surprise Shadi in the midst of her heat, but I see you got there first.” Isiat smiled from his seat. There was no sort of anger or jealousy in his voice, more like he was simply stating the way things were. Troy wasn’t sure if that was a good sign or a bad one.

“Well, I uh… Only got in a few hours ago… She was uh… Showering, and I-”

“Figured you’d just waltz on in and reintroduce yourself to her cunt?”

Troy’s cheek’s flushed, and he looked away. “Well, not quite.”

“But that’s what you did. I can hardly blame you. Cat in heat, nude in a shower, and clearly willing to have you again after all these years. You should consider yourself lucky… It’s not any male she’d jump the gun on asking my permission to be with. She’s told me all about you two.” Isiat nodded at the lion, pulling himself out of his seat as he wandered over, fetching his trousers from the pile on the floor. He pulled them on, chuckling as he caught Troy almost shamelessly watching him.

The fly went up with a quiet zip, and he adjusted the rear, strapping the velcro in place over his tails as they flickered mischievously behind him. “She had the same reaction.” Isiat smirked.

Troy stammered quickly, holding his paws up. “Wha- No, No! I was just-”

“Oh, calm down. If I was going to kill you, I’d have tossed you from the balcony the moment I got in. Did she ever tell you how we met?”

“Uh… She, did not.. .We haven’t talked in a while, only a few shared posts and the occasional ‘Hi how are you.’.”

“She was treating me in the hospital. I basically strong armed her into a date because she was a looker. Didn’t even wait to get back to my place, just found a janitor's closet on her lunch break and-”

“Okay, Okay, I get it, I get it. You’re good in bed.” Troy cut him off, strangely enough not caring for the details of that particular encounter.

Shadi stirred on Troy’s lap, cracking one eye open lazily. “You talking shit about me, mister Isiat?”

Isiat chuckled from the kitchen, fetching a tray and a few glasses of water, before recovering the Chinese takeout from the bag by the door, haphazardly discarded when he arrived. He lifted the bag to his nose. Still warm… Good enough. 

“Every time you close your eyes.” He chuckled, brushing a paw over her back as he made his way back, setting the meal down on the coffee table. Shadi’s nose twitched, and she immediately blinked away, sliding off of Troy’s lap to tear into a box of paper-wrapped chicken ravenously.

Troy blinked, so surprised at the sudden shift in the dynamics of Isiat and Shadi’s relationship. It was as if the moment they were all done, they just… Turned back into something like a normal couple. What… Just happened?

Isiat raised an eyebrow as he knelt down by Shadi, taking a bite himself. He was looking at the confused expression that had somehow found it’s way onto Troy’s muzzle.

“Well? Were you going to eat? I brought back enough for leftovers, so… Oh! Is it us?” He asked suddenly, pointing a finger between himself and Shadi as he stuffed a piece of food into his muzzle with his free hand.

“S’okay! Yu schee-” He paused, holding up one paw as he swallowed his bite. “We’re only like that normally when it comes to Sex.. .Come on, you think we’d be like that around our kid?” He asked rhetorically, using a napkin from the bag to clean up some of the cum from the floor. “I’m the master of the bedroom, but Shadi? She runs this house… To be honest, I’m only mean when she’s earned it. Your sister’s the ‘everyday’ mean one.” He snickered, his tails flickering as he darted his head back, narrowly avoiding a flying piece of wrapped chicken.

“Go pick that up. We don’t waste food.” Shadi growled, frowning at Isiat impassively.

“Yes ma’am…”

“But, wha… What about all that other stuff? You trying to teach me things, you spanking her with your belt, Her apparently loving it?!” Troy was clearly getting agitated, and Isiat let out a calm laugh, grabbing one of the smaller takeout boxes and a pair of chopsticks to offer to the lion who clearly, had no idea what the fuck was going on in this household.

“Oh, I meant every word. You’re in my house, you obey my rules. You want to stay here and have another crack at your sister, you do as you're told, and you can earn it. You disobey me, and it’ll be you over the couch with your tail raised next time. That belt? Persian leather. Cost an arm and a leg, and hurts like hell when you whip it, and I’m willing to bet Shadi’s tolerance for pain is a hell of a lot better than yours, but she is a good girl and knows how to get pleasure from it.” He smirked, winking at Shadi proudly. 

The little feline trilled her tongue proudly, her butt doing a cute little wriggle as her tail flicked back and forth slowly, quite clearly all too pleased with herself. Isiat snickered, watching his wife with a wry, mischievous sort of smirk curling the very corner of his lip.

Oh-ho-ho… This boy is going to be fun to train…

Troy, for his part, let himself flop backwards, sighing loudly. “So, essentially, any time I want to visit my sister, I have to submit myself to you two’s perversions? Because that’s what I’m getting from this…”

“Well... “ Isiat smirked, picking up his glass to take a quiet sip. “It certainly captures the essence of it. My house, my rules after all…”

Troy rolled his eyes. Typical alpha bullshit… Back home I never would have had to put up with any of this crap… How the hell does Shadi do it? He looked down at his sister, happy as could be with her husband and her tail flicked around to her side so that it was resting against Isiat’s thigh. Has he just been with her so long she developed stockholm syndrome? Does he hit her outside of the bedroom? And what about my nephew? He seems… Off… Something isn’t adding up… 

His gaze shifted over to Isiat, who seemed to be calm as anything, as if he hadn’t just disciplined his wife like she was some disobedient child. This is… Going to be an interesting week. I’ll have to speak to Shadi about it if I can get her away from him for a little while…

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The conversations they shared between them were… Tense, to say the least, with Troy still being very uncomfortable in the situation he had unwittingly found himself in. After they were done, it felt awkward even not having his pants on with Isiat in the world. Isiat spoke about himself for a while, an ex special forces type, turned private sector. His boasts about hurling him from the balcony weren’t entirely in jest, it would seem… For an older guy, he kept himself in good shape, though like most soldiers, he was quick to show off the scars he’d earned in the service, grinning all the while.

His sister told him about their Honeymoon, how they had kissed atop the Eiffel tower in typical tourist fashion, and all the amazing places she’d traveled and seen with Isiat since they first started dating. Troy, in turn brought her news from home, about her mother and father, both whom she was glad to hear were doing well, and who missed her dearly.

“I’ll have to call them on the weekend and catch up.” She smiled sweetly, nibbling delicately on a slice of blood orange, her sharp teeth making short work of the snack. Troy nodded, sitting back on his small patio chair with his sister, overlooking the city in all directions, the top of the London Eye just visible in the distance to the West, off in the direction of the setting sun.

Isiat had left the pair of them to catch up so that he could shower and make a start on dinner about a half hour ago, and they’d been enjoying eachothers company since then. To Troy, it felt awkward having him around, and especially having had him walk in when he did only for things to work out as they did? Well, it had created a very, very awkward tension. 

Her sister’s husband knew he was fucking his own sister. Her sister’s husband had encouraged him to do it again. And his sisters husband had fucked her, while his sister had given him one hell of a blowjob. Suffice to say, thusfar, his trip had not at all turned out as he had expected it to.

“So… What do you think?” Shadi asked suddenly, crossing her ankles as she folded her paws in her lap, suddenly looking all the part his little thirteen year old sister first confessing that she had her first crush on a boy at her school to him. Her little leathery nose was a vivid pink, the sort that the distant sky got right upon sunset in the summer months, her head tucked down against her chest as she shifted awkwardly.

“Hmmm? Think of what Sis?”

“Of Isiat, silly… I mean, It’s probably not the first impression I would have liked for you to get of him, but-”

Troy smiled, setting his paw upon his sister's shoulder as he reached over the wrought iron table. “He’s uh… Certainly very decisive about what he wants. Has he always been like that?”

“He wasn’t lying about our first date… I sort of pounced him as much as he did me…” she confessed, a nervous chuckle convincing her to try and relax just a little. It didn’t work.

“Oh… Well, hey… I’m sure he’s a wonderful husband, and a wonderful father… I’ve only known him for a few hours, so… I’m sure he’s not like that all the time.” Troy tried to hide his apparent dislike for the male who had treated his sister that way, his brotherly urge being to simply beat the male in question to a pulp. The only problem with that plan is that it would likely end with him being the pulped one.

“He really isn’t! I promise. He’s very sweet and caring if you give him the chance… I think he likes you… Which is a good thing, considering he walked in to find you with your cock halfway down my throat.” Shadi laughed quietly, reaching over to prod Troy in the chest playfully. “Though… He will make you pay for that… Both of us, I would think… For not following his rules. He’s strict, but he really is a fair master, and a wonderful lover. I’ve never met a man who can be so… So…” She paused, trying to think of the right word.

“Aggressive?” Troy suggested, unhelpfully.

“Diverse in his talents-”

“You mean bi-polar?”

“Troy!” She scolded him, slapping his paw. “Don’t let him catch you talking badly of him. He’ll have you over that couch with his belt.”

“Ha! I’d like to see him try that.” The lion laughed loudly, his tail slapping against the red-clay tiles on the balcony rail. Isiat had evidently attempted to give their patio a somewhat roman feel to it, with hanging creep vines dangling from the rooftop of the building to cover the solid walls of the apartment, and Marble and red-clay accents wherever possible. It worked quite well, really, considering they were both wearing naught but their bath robes.

Shadi just grinned a little, as she said something so quietly Troy didn’t quite catch it.

“Hmmm?”

“I said… I was saying, I would like to see that too, just being honest. I think you’d look good with some red on that rump of yours...” 

Troy had no idea what to say to her after that.

Shadi just laughed at him, purring as she leaned across the table until their noses were all but touching, nipping at his lower lip naughtily. “What? Cat got your tongue brother?”

“... Yes, excuse me. Who are you wand what have you done with my sister?”

“What? Don’t like that idea? I think it’d be sexy… Seeing you, such a big and strong and handsome lion you are, all bound up with your tail raised… And my hubby swinging his belt…” She teased him, standing up and shifting around beside him, her teeth cheekily nipping along the side of his muzzle, her tongue lashing out once to drag over his lips.

“If he punishes you, you know he’s probably going to want to fuck you as well…” She whispered into his ear, her breath hot against the fluffy appendage. “Now that… Would be damned hot. Really give you some first paw experience for what it is to be a submissive…”

Troy shied away, looking at this crazy lady that had clearly kidnapped his sister and taken her place as if she were… well, exactly that.

“I don’t swing that way. For anyone.” 

“No… But Isiat think’s you’ll make a good submissive. He never said you were… Besides…” She grinned, taking the tip of his ear between her little, sharp feline fangs. “I remember seeing you with Seth in your car after he was ‘dropping you off from practice’. That was the excuse, wasn’t it?”

“ONE TIME!”

“Still counts brother. You didn’t seem to mind then… I seem to recall you two kissing afterwards and-”

Thankfully, the sliding glass door opened just then, saving Troy further embarrassment as Shadi elegantly twirled away from him, right into Isiat’s arms. Isiat’s ever-present smirk stuck to his muzzle as the vulpine glanced down at Troy. “Good heavens man, I’ve seen stop-lights less vibrant. Come on then, dinner’s ready you two. Then we can get you-” He nodded to Troy. “-set up in the guest room and call it a night. Long week ahead. You’ll want your rest.”

The meal was good; Isiat had taken his time preparing it, and true to Shadi’s words, he seemed indee to be a man of many talents, violence and aggressiveness not the least of them. He still didn’t entirely trust the fox with far too many tails. Like a kitsune that had grown far to smug for its own good. 

But, at the same time, so long as Shadi was happy, and genuinely, she did seem like it. He didn’t recall a time he’d seen her happier than when Isiat had been praising her, calling her his good girl in barely whispered tones that had made her smile with the praise even as he flogged her with his belt… It didn’t make sense to him, but evidently, somewhere in her mind, it made perfect sense.

He sighed, folding his paws under his head, the taste of Shadi’s lips still on his own from her long kiss goodnight. He chuckled quietly. Who’d have thought incest would have it’s own flavor? Like a sweet spice that appealed to him as almost nothing else did. The guest room seemed almost spartan in comparison to the rest of the home. A cupboard, some floor to ceiling dressers sunk into one wall, and a small ensuite off to the side.

The bed at least was comfortable, a large king sized piece with tall wooden corner posts that touched the ceiling, and ran fine green silk curtains between them to provide a little bit of modesty and keep mosquitos away in the summer. He shifted, trying to get cozy as he pulled the blankets up over his naked form, still slightly damp from the shower. Good heavens, it had taken him nearly twenty minutes to clean the mess from his sheathe and thighs alone, but Shadi had insisted that he be clean for tomorrow.

He sighed, letting his eyes drift closed, still thinking of his dear sweet sister, moaning for him in the shower as he’d eaten her out like a ravenous beast. Well… Even if he had to share her now, at least he got to spend some quality time with his favorite little feline… And so long as Isiat didn’t take to making beating her with his belt a regular thing while he was here…

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Shadi rolled over, panting quietly as her little tongue darted out, cleaning the last of her husband’s cum from her lips with a hungry little purr before she snuggled herself up against his side, her head resting just above his heart. It was beating quickly, the male still coming down from the climax she’d worked him to with her sweet and sneaky little tongue. His arm wrapped around her, tugging her closer still.

“Ahhh~ God I love it when you do that… Love you Shadi.” He growled protectively, tilting his head as he pulled her into a full muzzle kiss, swirling his tongue around her own and pinning the little feline’s to the roof of her mouth for a few moments, lashing over the underside of the muscle in a way that he knew she just loved.

They parted slowly, only when both of them needed to breathe again before he let his head fall backwards, the blankets covering them still quite firmly tented at his groin. “Mhhmm… So, you think he’ll go along with it, or do you think he’ll walk?”

Shadi tilted her head for a moment, as if deep in thought. “He’ll put up with it… So long as you don’t push everything on him at once, and don’t let him get too desperate… But if you-”

“We, Shadi... You’re just as important in his training if he’s going to learn and accept his place…”

“Well, we, don’t keep stringing him on like a horse with a carrot on a stick… I think he’ll accept it..” She purred, taking Isiat’s paw beneath the blankets and guiding it over until he was cupping her sex through her silky thin panties. “Besides… You’ve got the ultimate carrot that he wants.”

“This is why I love you…” Isiat grinned broadly, kissing his wife again with a passionate gusto.

“So first thing tommorow, this is what I want you to do…”