Chapter 7

“Rise and stretch, my love. You are missing quite the sunrise by keeping those beautiful eyes closed.”
Skanita blinked grudgingly, just in time to catch a wet lick along her left eye. Skan’s sniffing nose filled her eyes, and shortly enough his whiskers tickled her lips. Skanita growled warmly, pushing into the source of the cascading tongue.
“Now this is the way to greet each morning…to embrace the smell of my brother, see him with my own eyes, taste his tongue upon my lips. I’ve spent too many days by myself because of this accursed heat.”
Skan retreated just when her purring deepened, being his usual teasy self. “I’ll share the rest of my tongue once you are up on your feet. Come on. Up up up, sleeping beauty.”
“Worth the effort,” Skanita yawned and scrambled on her fours, bowing into a lazy stretch.
Skan nuzzled her eagerly throughout her morning routine. He was quite energetic, and made a point to lick her coat clean of any debris that stuck onto her during the night. He rubbed across one side, then emerged on the other, brushing the dust and debris from Skanita’s luxurious coat with his paw.
“You are in high spirits,” she licked Skan’s cheek when she got the chance. The male left her muzzle wet with his saliva, then started stretching in front of her.
“How can I not? Waking next to a vision all by myself is a fleeting opportunity, just like a full moon.”
“Yes indeed,” Skanita went to his backside to admire his genitalia. “You have your motivation, and I have mine” she said, licking his equipment with a few terse licks.
Skan sported a tiny erection before he turned around, tasting his own fragrance off Skanita’s lips through a lick of his own. “I don’t find my sack quite as appeasing as you do because as good as it feels to spill my own seed, its purpose is a bit…well, how to put it kindly? Complicated.”
“Would you like to have a few little bastards of your own?” Skanita asked, losing herself in the beautiful clarity of his emerald eyes.
“What?” Skan froze. His paws tensed, and his tail swished to the side. “Did I just hear that?”
Skanita recognized discomfort when she saw it. She licked his muzzle fondly, then rubbed her cheek against his, whispering in his ear. “Cubs. Are they worth the hassle?”
Skan shook his head. “That tingles!”
“Quick way of avoiding my question,” Skanita licked his ear again. This time, it didn’t twitch. “See?”
“Your breath is a bit more annoying than your tongue.”
“Prove it,” Skanita challenged.
Skan puffed a gust of air inside her ear, making her shake her head furiously. 
“Point proven,” Skanita scratched herself with a forepaw. “Please avoid doing that.”
“Told you,” Skan added, walking around her and poking his nose here and there, mostly below Skanita’s tail. He took a whiff of her scent, then cleaned her lips off their glistening sheen. “As for cubs, I think they are even more annoying than the intruders father blabbers about. Wolves, stray cougars…his tongue is always filled with tales of threats.”
“You can be sure of that, but…” Skanita’s tail jerked. The licks felt a lot more intense when talk of cubs was involved. She turned her head around, almost begging Skan to taste her again. She wanted him to lubricate her lips, then straddle and fill her with his fertile seed, just like a mate would.
Mate…that word brought shivers of warmth under her coat, raising the hairs along her nape. Skanita opened her muzzle, wanting to tell him how beautiful his eyes were, and how agile his paws looked. She even thought about complimenting his ears and tails before she finally admitted her greatest desire.
But she couldn’t speak. She couldn’t say any of it. Something weighted her tongue. Perhaps it was the serious nature of the discussion. Or maybe her thoughts of cubs put a wall between her and the desire she spoke so often about. Whatever the case was, Skanita brushed it off with a shudder. 
“But what?” Skan asked. “You were about to say something before you began staring at me like mother does when she needs something.”
“Nothing,” Skanita sat on her haunches, looking at the sunrise through the canopy of the trees. “The sun rises every day, yet I rarely find myself in awe of our lands. This forest…do you realize one day we’ll inherit it from our father?”
“Not really. Trees and dirt…you find this everywhere, don’t you?” Skan said. “But I’m sure there is something that nags at your mind besides the obvious,” Skan settled beside her. 
She looked at him, saying nothing. Skanita desired the fantasy of having cubs much as she desired Skan. It was no longer a wish, but a need, and needs had a way of getting satisfied. Still, letting that particular thought out proved more bothersome than a whole week of dribbling, mind-wrapping heat. 
“I didn’t bite your tongue, last time I checked,” Skan teased her with a long, loving lick across her muzzle. 
“You did, just not that hard,” Skanita bowed her head, welcoming his affection. 
“Well, you can tell me. I promise not to run into another female’s embrace or turn your own words against you.”
“Like you can find anyone when our father swiped his territory clean,” Skanita added. She tried to sound serious, yet her deep purr ruined the moment. Skan crawled closer against her, turning the brief licking into a full session of grooming. 
“Cubs are bothersome,” she said when the apprehension finally left her. “They are difficult to raise, need constant attention, and become a pest when they grow older. Kind of like you.”
“What makes you better, sister? You’ve been a bother to our parents far more often than I. Mrrr, I suppose it is somewhat interesting when you think of this mating like a game. You never know how many males and females you get, and how they will behave later in life. They can be like us, all play and silly licks, or like father, focused only on protecting their territory.”
“So you agree…” Skanita whispered. “You do want to father a litter…”
Skan stopped and looked into her eyes. “That’s a talk for a much later time. For now, I am just content to stay by your side, play with you, and mate your soft pads every now and again.”
Skanita’s blood quickened with excitement. She knew Skan liked her, but she never their relationship to become intimate so quickly. Merely yesterday they acted like cubs, hunting and playing without any regards for each other’s gender, and now they mated paws, tasted seed, and talked of mating as if it was something usual like grooming. His eyes glimmered with hidden desire, and somehow, she knew exactly what he wanted. It was the same thing she desired; a deep longing for a companion to hunt, sleep, and mate with. 
The grooming session became more pestering with each passing lick. Talk of cubs and mates aroused her to no end. Skanita constantly imagined herself being taken and filled with endless rivers of her brother’s delicious seed.  Her lips overflowed with need, and Skan faced similar issues. His cock poked halfway out of his sheath, throbbing harder each time he ventured below her belly where the smells of her heat were strong. Skanita lifted a leg, allowing him to clean her belly without approaching her soaked lips too much. Fortunately, Skan was quick, and he finished just before her arousal burst forth. 
“I’m hungry,” Skanita licked her muzzle. “We should hunt prey before the midday sun gazes upon the land.”
“I agree,” Skan sat on his haunches, then got up, undecided whether to groom his raging erection or not. “Let us hunt our first meal of the day and joke about father’s non-existing sharing habits.”
Skanita looked at Skan’s cock the whole time. That was the only thing she wanted to eat, yet the talk of mating they had earlier made this a lot harder than she imagined. A big part of her wanted his cum inside her own body. She swished her tail, brushing the pestering tingling away. Her lips squelched, oozing slimy droplets of arousal constantly. The beads of translucent slime fell between her legs with a slow and tantalizing fall until they met the grass underneath. 
Skan licked his muzzle hungrily, looking at Skanita with big, lustful eyes. He wanted to take her, and Skanita half expected him to bring up a topic of furious coupling.
“Who leads the hunt then?” Skan asked instead. “I find my feet quite slow this morning, and you can use the practice.”
Skanita brought down her rising snarl and turned around to avoid displaying her irritation. “How about we decide when we find suitable prey?”
And with that, she took off. Skan darted at her side, maintaining her exact speed. She knew that if he fell behind, her own arousal would cloud his mind. In a way, Skanita wanted that. She desired nothing else than to get pounced and filled with Skan’s cubs. She brushed off the incessant thought from her mind every time it poked in, but her arousal had a strong grip on her. Skanita could only think of mating, even when a group of deer lay in front of her.
“Slower,” Skan hissed urgently. “We don’t want them to smell us just yet.”
The felines crouched, slowing their strides to a standstill. They carefully looked around the herd, aiming for injured or elderly animals.
“The one with the broken antlers has a limp,” Skan pointed. “Look far to the right.”
“I see it,” Skanita said, stalking forward. “And we’re close enough to catch it.”
Skan darted forth before she finished speaking. Skanita pushed the ground hard, bolting towards her prey. She was not willing to let a boastful male get the better of her this time. She twisted and turned between the herd of panicked deer, eyes fixed on her prey. Skan lashed out with a paw, tripping it. The deer fell in a heap of dust, but so did Skan after losing his balance. 
Skanita’s heart skipped a beat. Instinct urged to kill her prey, yet the safety of her male became an equally strong desire. 
He’ll be alright, she bared her fangs and jumped upon her prey, tackling the large stag with her weight. The animal screamed, huffing its dying breath between Skanita’s unfaltering grip. 
“He’s quite the big one,” Skan said once he caught up. He licked Skanita’s cheek, then joined her  to suffocate their pretty together. Once they killed their quarry, the felines looked at each other.
“You did great,” Skan said. “I’m surprised something so small can be a threat to stronger animals. You’ve not exactly been a top hunter with all the treats father fed you.”
Skanita ignored the bait and cleaned Skan’s muzzle off the blood. “I only caught it after it fell, dummy. If it wasn’t for your tripping paws, he would have gotten away.”
Skan nipped her in revenge after she tried tripping him again, but the games didn’t last for long. They knew someone would be attracted by the ruckus at some point, and both felines dug into the carcass. Skanita ate quickly, filling her belly just enough to avoid starvation for a couple of days. Meat was the last thing she had in her mind. She only had eyes for Skan, looking at him between every bite. The male too sneaked glances at her every so often, swishing his tail and sneaking it under hers. There was obvious tension in both of them, and Skanita could handle her rising lust no longer. 
“I’m done,” she said, licking her muzzle off viscous strands of blood. 
“Me too,” Skan added, looking upon the carcass. Two cougars, and they barely ate a quarter. “Maybe I wasn’t as hungry as I thought.”
“I think you are,” Skanita said, washing his chin off the crimson gore. 
“What do you mean?” Skan cocked his head. 
“You just hunger for something else. Something that has yet to be satisfied.”
“Am I that obvious?” Skan said, tongue going limp on Skanita’s forehead. 
“Of course, when we both want the same thing.”
Skan was at a loss of words. He remained silent, shivering slightly every time Skanita’s tongue bathed his muzzle. He was all tense, and his muscles radiated energy. Skanita sat on her flanks, pressing her shivering nethers against the ground. She felt so in heat with this bothering desire flooding her mind. Her body craved for Skan, yet her words turned to nothingness every time she tried to speak about this. 
Skanita realized she was afraid. She had so many facts before her, and somehow, she was still scared of a future where Skan remained her brother to the end. She groomed quicker, finding solace in the repetition of the task until her lips squirted their essence. Skan was licking her chest when the lewd splash squirted on the ground in three repetitive gushes. 
“Skanita…” he pressed his nose against her neck and licked her fondly.
“What?” she looked into his bright, sparkling eyes. “I just choked on this string of fur, and that came out,” she coughed and wheezed, failing to replicate the wet, squelching sound. 
“We both know that’s not true.”
“Speak for yourself,” she pawed at his head, forcing his gaze away. 
Unfortunately, it returned quicker than she expected, and this time Skan stared straight into her eyes. 
“The teasing I submitted you through…all we’ve done so far hardly prepared me for…you know. This.”
“Shows how smart males really are,” Skanita quipped.
Skan silenced her with the clean pads of a forepaw. “I have more to say.”
Skanita bowed her head, struggling to contain the emerging shivers. She knew something big was coming, and she hoped Skan said it before her desire leaked out of her pussy in the form of yet another orgasm.
“I pestered you because I liked you. This fluff of yours, and the scent,” he took a good whiff and licked her chin. “I find them very pleasing, just like your ability to adapt and the jokes you make.  I am your brother, Nita, and yet…I don’t think I can love another female the same way I love you.””
“You would mate with me, even if we are of the same blood?”
Skan looked at her, wordless. She licked his muzzle quickly, then struggled to form the proper words between her trembling teeth. 
“I’ve always liked you, brother. Maybe more than any sister ever should. And I…” Skanita licked her muzzle twice, then took a deep breath to soothe her heated blood. “I really meant to call you my mate on many occasions. You are not just a brother or male to me. You’re more than that. I want…you’re…“
Her tongue tangled within her maw, but Skan’s warm saliva made it all better. He licked her fiercely, and she dropped on top of him until the ground embraced them both. 
Skan fought against the ravenous licks that fell upon his face. Skanita attacked him from all sides, slapping her eager tongue against his nose, whiskers, ears, everything she caught within striking distance. Skan kicked at her, then finally used all his paws to push Skanita away just enough to voice his burning desires. “I really want you to be my mate in both body and mind, Skanita. You are a dream come true. A mate that I want to love with every fiber of my being. I want to-“
“No more words,” she pounced and licked his muzzle adoringly. Skan whimpered softly, surrendering once again to the waves of affection inflicted by his sister.
Skanita licked and nibbled on every strand of fur he had under his chin, leaving his neck wet with saliva. “I have been lusting for you for so long…there are no other males around, Skan.”
“So it’s father’s fault! Glad we found the culprit.” 
“Yours,” she nibbled on a paw. “Your fault. All yours.”
“Why mine? We share the same parents, dummy!”
“Because I love you so much, you stupid bumbling son of a cat,” Skanita whined and thrust against his belly, marking him with a wide line of female arousal. “I want you to be mine, and only mine.”
“Glad I wasn’t the first to say that,” Skan flipped her over, pressing his chest tight against her belly. “These desires became harder to express than my cock when you trapped me between your paws.”
“So we’ll do it then? Right now?” Skanita asked eagerly, salivating for his fully hardened cock to enter her heat-stricken pussy.
“I want nothing else in the world,” Skan said, unleashing his affection through wet, ravaging licks. He started from her neck, then slid towards her tail. Skanita pushed him down with her forepaws until his muzzle finally reached between her flanks. She tensed under his hot breath when it hit her nethers, then cried out her bliss when his tongue brushed against her trembling lips. Warm fluids gushed out from the depths of her dripping crevice, washed away by Skan’s hungry tongue. 
“Mraaarrrr, so eager. You’re…Skan, that’s too quick!” Skanita yelped, shivering under the intense treatment. Skan suckled her liquid heat with unmatched hunger, eager to bring her over the edge of release. He poked the barbless tip of his tongue inside her folds like a thirsty dog, bringing shivers of pure pleasure along Skanita’s overly aroused form. He licked quickly and snarled just the same, taken aback by the sheer intensity of a female’s fertile taste.
“Skan…take it easy. You don’t have to-” 
He licked his muzzle quickly, then delved right back into his prize. His tongue pushed hard between the walls of her narrow hole, filling her with warmth and sticky saliva. Skanita clenched her teeth. The pressure became unbearable, and the heat even more so. Her whole body felt on fire, and trickles of lust gushed between her puffy lips with every throb of her muscles.
“I’m nearly…” Skanita sucked in a deep breath, then howled as her lips were spread apart by Skan’s nimble paws. The pressure melted her resistance, and she unleashed her heated torrent upon him in five consecutive bursts. Skan shook his head under the warm streams of cloudy femcum, making sure to get her fertile juices all around his muzzle. He took two squirts in his maw, then another on his nose before he plugged her leaking hole with his tongue. 
Skanita thrust and trembled in the fleshy embrace of his tongue. It wriggled and pushed further inside, taking everything Skanita held inside the trembling fortress of her cunt. Skan slurped hungrily upon the female’s trembling tunnel, feeding on each fertile jet summoned by her orgasmic contractions until Skanita had nothing more to give. 
She took a deep breath, and he pulled back, licking his dripping muzzle. 
“I counted four licks before you gave in.”
“Happens when you keep it inside for hours,” Skanita panted. “How about your…?” She looked at his cock just in time to see a long trail of milky precum leaving the shuddering tip. His hips shuddered with the urge to thrust, which he did, ramming the air and squirting even more precum.
“Does that answer you?” Skan moaned softly, shivering with need and arousal.
“Let me,” Skanita rushed between his hind legs, eager for a taste of that delicious fluid. Skan had little time to react to her muzzle. He tried jumping out of her reach, yet Skanita’s tongue was quicker than his limbs. She brushed his slimy tip with her long barbed tongue, sending a wave of weakness along the male’s tense muscles. 
“Grrrawh!” Skan mewled as he tripped onto his own legs. “I want to…want to release inside you,” he drew back, cock slapping against his lower belly. 
“You will,” Skanita licked again. “Right after I get a good taste of the cock you’ll put inside me.”
Skan was too aroused to argue. His cock throbbed hard and his maw parted to yowl even louder when Skanita took him whole inside her muzzle. She pushed his hard cock under her tongue, trapping it inside a prison of flesh, then, once he was firmly inside, she started suckling him with ravenous hunger. A whole wave of warm saliva flooded his barbed head, and her tongue wrapped around the thicker base, squeezing softly and rhythmically just like her pussy would. 
Skan tightened hard, shivering with the urge to spill his precious seed. He thrust, blood flaring his tiny, oversensitive barbs. Skanita quickly pulled her tongue back away from the tiny spines. She knew how sensitive they were, and Skan’s desperate cry confirmed just how sensitive he was when stimulated in the right place.
“Too warm. I’m going to-“
“Not yet!” Skanita hissed. She rolled on her back with Skan’s cock still throbbing between her cheeks. Then, she reached up with a forepaw, pushing hard against his sack. Skan thrust harder into her muzzle, becoming harder than stone. Within three heated throbs, he was brought way over the edge.
Skanita launched her offensive in her earnest. She wrapped her tongue around his whole cock, sucking it for all its worth. The pressure applied to the organ must’ve been close to unbearable, and the scraping of barbs against barbs melted Skan’s resolve like a hungry pussy twitching for his seed. He twitched, releasing a few drops of fertile fluid. 
But Skanita wasn’t done yet. She pushed her paw against his balls hard until her toes spread, then pressed one against Skan’s tailhole. There was tremendous pressure building inside that cramped place, and Skanita rubbed him quickly before inserting a claw between his toughened muscles. 
Skan’s pleasure peaked when he found himself unexpectedly penetrated from behind, and with a shuddering yowl, he unleashed the tide of fertile seed he held into his fat balls right into his mate’s eager maw. The first spurt shot past her tongue, assaulting her throat with a hot, relentless jet of milky goodness. Skanita choked on the sheer amount of cum that exploded from her brother’s pent-up cock, tightening her grip around the organ to brace herself against the coming waves. 
With his cock secured in place, Skan came even harder, washing Skanita’s tongue with spurt after spurt of creamy, fertile essence. She swallowed hard, downing the fertile fluid with long, hungry gulps. He too had quite a lot in him, and Skanita tugged his cock after every throb, feeling his balls squirm and his tailhole clench to pump out the semen from the depths of his jerking tail. Skan released probably harder than he ever did in his entire young life, and his cock maintained its stiffness long after he spent his last drops inside her muzzle. 
“Back…get-get back,” Skan hissed, pulling himself away from her coiling tongue. “I’m going to release yet again if you keep stimulating me.”
“Like this?” Skanita rolled her barbed part of the tongue against his little nubs. His cock brushed hard against Skanita’s tongue, then unwrapped with a hard throb, sending a weak spurt of semen on her nose. 
“Yes,” Skan moaned softly. “S-something like that.”
“Dear brother…you certainly have some stamina today,” she cleaned her tongue with a quick swipe. 
“I hardly think the concept applies to felines,” he rounded her, tasting her exposed nethers with a quick lick. 
Skanita growled lustfully and pounced her mate. She swiped his head with broad strokes, smoothening the clumps created by her fluids. Skan was thoroughly wet, and the taste of her own juices complemented his seed. Skan cleaned her muzzle too, catching every stray drop of cum he found between her whiskers.
“You are so cute when you’re all submissive,” Skanita said.
“And you are so beautiful when you stand above me,” Skan answered.
They mewled softly and pushed into one another, rubbing heads and paws and kissing with their long, barbed tongues. Skan wrapped his forepaws around her neck and pulled Skanita closer against his chest. She licked his ear, sliding her tongue along his whiskers. Skan whimpered weakly, looking at her like a needy cub. 
“We still have to properly mate you know…“he mewled lustfully, undoubtedly eager for the intimate embrace of her folds around his cock.
“I haven’t forgotten,” Skanita licked him adoringly before she shoved down her wet vagina upon his erect cock, taking him wholly inside her heated depths.
Skan was hardly prepared for such intense heat. He snarled and thrust deep into her clammy folds, penetrating her with a fast, breathtaking jab.
Skanita’s breath stuck as her tunnel tensed hard, unleashing its hot essence along the male’s engorged shaft. Her release flowed down Skan’s spheres, dripping over his trembling tailhole. 
With his penis secured into a pussy at long last, Skan thrust quickly, lustful to explore the warm taste of her fertile lips. His cock plunged in and out with lewd squelches every second, then came out just the same, its barbs scratching her walls with the most intense caress she ever experienced.
Skanita growled and humped into the filling meat. She wanted to cum. Desired it. Lusted for this moment for more than she ever imagined before in her life.
And when the big moment came, she barely managed two thrusts before she felt her climax wash over her tensing body like a curtain of flame. She bit it back with all she had, snapping her jaws inches away from Skan’s mewling muzzle. He licked her quickly, then sought support onto one of Skanita’s forelegs.
“I’m not going to last long…” he whined, biting around her paw.
“Yes you can,” Skanita soothed him with her wet tongue. 
“I can’t…it’s so wet, so silky…Feels…” Skan closed his eyes, throbbing hard inside her. “Feels beyond anything I ever imagined.”
“Don’t cum just yet!” Skanita huffed. She knew how to extinguish his lust, so she pushed herself off him. Her lips overflowed with the results of their union, gushing their essence down Skan’s exposed cock. Veins webbed his member’s surface, and the barbs flared widely around his spiked head. The male thrust weakly into the air now that he had nothing to rub against, squirting drop after drop of clear fluids from his trembling tip. 
He looked at her, confused, and Skanita gave him a wicked smile in return. She pushed herself back against his belly, embracing his whole cock within her harder hole. Skan’s already lubricated erection slid quickly between her harder muscles, advancing until his balls met Skanita’s shuddering entrance. Both felines gasped and trembled, consumed with orgasmic pleasure.
Skanita bit her tongue and humped, adjusting to the barbed girth inside her. Her lust peaked, yet a few thrusts within her tailhole took the edge of her climax just for a few, heated thrusts. Skanita soared on the edge of release, delighting in the fiery pleasure while Skan moaned louder and louder. 
“Too tight!” Skan gave in with a shuddering yowl, spurting out two hot strings of precum mixed with seed. Skanita took them inside eagerly and thrust messily against his cock. She slapped Skan’s balls with each thrust of her hips, milking his cock for all its worth. The lubrication did wonders for her tougher hole, and his barbs flared her carnal lusts.
Skanita too moaned, sent over the edge by the maddening scratches applied to her virgin ass. She was going to last a lot less than she anticipated. Her whole insides quivered, trapping Skan inside the tightest and hottest hole he ever braved. Skan snarled and snapped, fighting his unrelenting urge to ejaculate. He became even harder than before, pulsating within the pressing confines. He was going to cum, and Skanita had a single option.
Her paws pushed against the ground, and her flanks trembled, pushing her upwards. Skan’s cock slid out of her ass, too quick and too hard for her oversensitive walls. The rake of his barbs quickened Skanita’s arousal, and a gush of messy liquid fled her twitching lips. 
Skanita howled with bliss and poked desperately in her search for her brother’s sweet erection. She was seconds away from cumming, and she desperately needed his filling cock inside her needy pussy. Skan too thrust, wetting her fur before, with a hungry thrust, he saw himself back inside the female’s sanctuary with a wet, dirty splash. His length pierced her down to his very balls, filling her with thick, throbbing meat right where he needed. Skanita’s muscles bulged under the heavy strain of having that perfect cock lodged inside her. Skan length filled her to the brim, and in that moment of perfect union between their bodies, the thirst for his seed overwhelmed any other sense.
“Ghrrraaaaarrrr!” She squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m…can’t…”
“Grroooowwraaawr! Too….warrrrraaawwrrrmmmm!” Her brother released his ear-splitting yowl, his claws scraping through her fur as he prepared to ejaculate inside her.
Skan’s cock erupted first, and Skanita followed almost immediately with quick contractions of her flushed pussy. Hot seed speared through her tightening folds, unleashing her own pent up lust in the process. Skanita’s toes spread and clawed the ground under the humongous strain imposed upon her by the orgasm, while her fangs lay bare, letting out a fierce, lustful cry. 
Gushes of hot female fluids fell down upon Skan’s spasming cock, urging him to inseminate his mate no matter the cost. Enraged by the hot bliss that rained upon the most sensitive part of his body, Skan thrust quick between Skanita’s cum-flooded walls, scratching her silky walls apart as fast as he throbbed and pushing his semen deeper into her sanctuary with every spurt of his red angry cock. His seed came out harder and quicker with every pump of his spasming tail muscles, shooting straight into Skanita’s fertile womb. She froze, overtaken by the intense stimulation. This orgasm felt more intense than any other. Her muscles were aflame with lust, squeezing harder than ever before. Hard jets of her female ejaculate squirted down on Skan’s balls to keep him going, while her lubricated lips sucked his precious fluids deeper still. The heat of his seed filled her, and Skanita could stand on her paws no longer.
She collapsed on Skan, crying and mewling her unfettered pleasure. Dominant or not, she was still a female, and being washed in a male’s fertile seed was the biggest accomplishment of her life thus far. 
Even as he began to taper off, Skan still kept thrusting within the embrace of her silky folds, getting slower with each push. His own muscles hurt, and his cock lessened its squirts. Still, he maintained his pace, forcing short whimpers out of Skanita with each slap of his balls.
“Thank you,” Skanita whispered. She squeezed his cock as hard as she could, allowing no drops to flee her flooded tunnel.
“You are thanking me for what?” Skan pushed himself balls-deep again. Skanita’s muscles spasmed with both pleasure and fatigue, unleashing a few trickles of their combined fluids. 
“For filling me, you silly thing,” She pulled onto his whiskers and rolled on her back, exposing her messy belly to the bright sun. “And for thrusting when…you know…”
“That is what mates are for. We help each other when we can, and mate mate mate until it hurts.”
“Doesn’t look like you are hurting.” Skanita turned towards her mate, allowing his seed to trickle on the ground. A male’s essence felt delightful inside her, yet the taste of fur and the scent of her mate was preferable to the bare, crisp air of the forest. 
“You’re being wasteful with my gift, my mate,” Skan pointed out with a claw.
“Shh,” Skanita pressed her muzzle against his. “We can do it again, you know.”
“But I thought…hold on, there was this story mother told us. Aren’t females obsessed with quick impregnation?”
“Not when they have such a loving male to satisfy their urges at their side,” Skanita wrapped her tail around his paws and licked his cold nose. “You’ve pleasured me in ways I could never dream of, so yeah…I think I made the right choice.”
“I’m loving now? Surely you don’t mean silly, or annoying?” 
“Sometimes…but I like you more when you love me,” Skanita whispered.
She got a warm kiss at that, and she closed her eyes, bathing in the afterglow of their mating. Skan kept kissing and shifting around until they found themselves pressed in a weird mating position, then pushed his head just below her chin. 
“One of us should do something about this mess.” He pointed his nose over to their twitching tails.
“I agree, but right now I want to enjoy you a bit further,” Skanita rolled on her back and gripped him with all of her fours. Skan didn’t even argue. He purred warmly, nibbling her neck and rubbing a paw along her belly until Skanita’s eyelids became heavy.
Filled and fulfilled, Skanita fell asleep with her mate’s warmth wrapped around her and the promise of offspring leaking off her seed coated lips.