The bed was a mess of tangled sheets, damp fur, and the unmistakable scent of sex. Dominic’s cum was still trickling from Briar’s stretched hole, a lewd reminder of how thoroughly the fox had claimed the wolf moments ago. Briar lay sprawled out on his stomach, panting, his golden eyes hazy but locked on Dominic like he was the only thing in the world. The fox wasn’t much better, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, but there was no missing the gleam of mischief in his smirk. “Well?” Dominic drawled, his voice rough but steady, still tinged with that post-orgasm confidence. “What are you waiting for, Briar? I said I want you to fuck me. Don’t make me beg.”
Briar’s ears perked, and his tail gave a lazy wag. “You really want me to ruin you, huh?” he teased, his tone low and gravelly as he rolled onto his knees. He crawled over Dominic, his paw trailing down the fox’s side, leaving a path of fire in its wake.
Dominic shivered, his nerves tingling despite his bravado. “I want it all,” he murmured, glancing up at Briar with a daring glint in his eye. “Take me, wolf. Make me yours.”
The wolf growled softly, leaning down until their noses were nearly touching. “You’re already mine,” Briar whispered, claiming Dominic’s lips in a kiss that was as much a promise as it was a challenge. The wolf’s tongue teased his, coaxing him to relax even as his entire body thrummed with nervous energy. Briar’s paw cradled the back of his head, steadying him, grounding him in the moment.
When the kiss broke, Dominic’s breath was uneven, his gaze flicking up to meet Briar’s golden eyes. “So,” Dominic murmured, his voice shaky but tinged with a teasing edge. “How do you want me?”
Briar grinned, his tail flicking behind him. “On your knees,” he said, his voice low and warm. “I want to see you, Dom. All of you.”
Dominic’s breath hitched, but he nodded, swallowing hard as he turned around. His paws trembled slightly as he adjusted himself on the bed, lowering his chest to the mattress while keeping his hips raised. His tail flicked nervously before settling to one side, exposing his arse completely. The cool air against his fur sent a shiver down his spine, and Dominic felt the heat of embarrassment crawl up his neck. He was painfully aware of how open he was, his pink pucker on full display. His ears flattened as he glanced over his shoulder, catching Briar’s gaze.
“You’re beautiful,” Briar said softly, his tone reverent as he moved closer. He knelt behind Dominic, his paws settling on the fox’s hips with a firm but gentle grip. “Don’t hide from me, Dom. I want all of you.”
Dominic exhaled shakily, his tail flicking again as he tried to relax. “I’ve never…” he began, but his words trailed off, his voice catching in his throat.
“I know,” Briar said, his voice soothing. “Let me take care of you.”
Dominic nodded, resting his forehead against his folded arms as he felt Briar’s paws slide over his hips, spreading him wider. The wolf’s breath ghosted over his entrance, warm and tantalizing, and Dominic couldn’t stop the shiver that ran through him.
“Relax,” Briar murmured, his thumbs gently kneading the fox’s hips. “I’ve got you.”
The first touch of Briar’s tongue against his entrance made Dominic gasp, his body jolting at sensation. It was warm, wet, and surprisingly soft, the wolf’s broad tongue lapping over his pucker in slow, deliberate strokes.
“Oh, fuck,” Dominic breathed, his claws digging into the sheets as Briar’s tongue teased him, circling his hole with practiced ease. Even though Briar had rimmed him before, the sensation still sent shivers up his spine—a mix of familiarity and raw, overwhelming pleasure that left him trembling.
Briar’s paws tightened on his hips, holding him steady as his tongue worked over the sensitive ring of muscle. He licked with intent, his strokes firm and thorough, and Dominic couldn’t help the moans that spilled from his lips.
“Shit,” Dominic gasped, his tail twitching as Briar’s tongue pressed more insistently against him. “That feels… oh, fuck.”
The wolf chuckled softly, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure through Dominic’s body. “Good,” Briar murmured, his voice muffled against the fox’s fur. “You taste amazing, Dom.”
Dominic’s cheeks burned, but the praise only made the heat in his gut coil tighter. He could feel his cock stirring, the pink tip peeking out from his sheath as Briar’s tongue delved deeper, the wet muscle pressing just inside his entrance.
“Oh gods,” Dominic groaned, his hips bucking slightly as Briar’s tongue explored him. The wolf’s paws held him firmly in place, keeping him steady as he worked, his mouth never faltering.
The sensation was overwhelming, the mix of pleasure and submission leaving Dominic breathless. He had never felt so exposed, so completely at someone else’s mercy—and yet, he found himself leaning into it, surrendering to the wolf’s touch.
Briar pulled back slightly, his breath warm against Dominic’s slickened entrance. “You’re doing so good, fox,” he said, his voice thick with arousal. “You like this, don’t you?”
Dominic nodded, his voice trembling as he replied. “Y-yeah. It feels… fuck, it feels amazing.”
The wolf grinned, his tongue returning to tease the sensitive ring of muscle. He licked and sucked with renewed focus, his paws kneading Dominic’s hips as the fox’s moans grew louder, more desperate.
Briar’s tongue worked with relentless precision, each lap and swirl sending shudders through Dominic’s exposed frame. The wolf’s warm breath and the wet slickness of his mouth against his hole made Dominic quiver, his claws scraping at the bedspread as he fought to stay grounded.
“Gods, Briar,” Dominic groaned, his hips twitching as the wolf’s tongue dipped deeper, coaxing his tight muscles to relax. “You’re so—fuck—good at this.”
Briar chuckled against him, the sound reverberating through Dominic’s sensitive flesh. “Told you I’d take care of you,” he murmured, pausing to suck gently on the fox’s pucker, making Dominic gasp and push back instinctively. “You’ve got such a sweet little hole, Dom. I could eat you all day.”
The praise made Dominic’s head spin, heat flooding his cheeks as his tail flicked erratically. His cock was now fully hard, the pink shaft glistening with precum as it bobbed beneath him, untouched but throbbing with need.
Briar’s paws spread him wider, his thumbs pressing into the plush fur of Dominic’s hips as his tongue returned with fervour. He licked in firm, wet strokes, occasionally pressing the tip of his tongue past the tight ring of muscle and drawing moans from Dominic that echoed through the room.
Dominic felt like he was floating, his senses overloaded with the wolf’s relentless attention. The wet heat of Briar’s tongue, the firm grip on his hips, the primal sounds of their shared arousal—it was intoxicating, overwhelming, and unlike anything he’d ever experienced.
“Shit,” Dominic breathed, his voice trembling. “I can’t—fuck, I’m gonna lose it if you keep doing that.”
Briar pulled back with a wet, audible pop, leaving Dominic’s entrance glistening and tender, the fur around it slightly damp. He leaned back briefly, grabbing the familiar bottle of SlickPaw™ from the nightstand. “You’re not tapping out on me yet, fox,” he said with a wicked grin, flipping the cap open. The thick, viscous lube oozed onto his fingers as he worked it into his paw, the faint scent of heat and pheromones mixing with the room’s heady air. “We’re just getting to the good part.”
Dominic glanced over his shoulder, his chest heaving as he watched Briar coat his thick fingers in the slick substance. The wolf’s golden eyes were dark with lust, his cock twitching between his muscular thighs as he moved closer.
“You ready for this?” Briar asked, his voice low and soothing. He rested a paw on Dominic’s lower back, his thumb brushing against the base of the fox’s tail.
Dominic nodded, his voice steady despite the nervous flutter in his chest. “Yeah,” he said, swallowing hard. “I trust you.”
Briar smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the small of Dominic’s back. “Good,” he murmured. “Let me know if it’s too much.”
With that, he brought a slick finger to Dominic’s entrance, circling the puffy, sensitive rim in slow, deliberate movements. The coolness of the lube was a stark contrast to the heat of his body, and Dominic shivered, his muscles tensing before slowly relaxing under Briar’s careful touch.
“That’s it,” Briar murmured, his voice encouraging as he pressed the tip of his finger against the tight ring. “Just breathe, Dom. Let me in.”
Dominic exhaled shakily as Briar’s finger slipped inside, the slickness making it smooth but still intense. This wasn’t entirely new—Briar had been the first to introduce him to this a week ago, followed by his own tentative attempts and that unforgettable, impulsive encounter with the coyote in the diner. But somehow, Briar’s touch felt the best.
“Fuck,” Dominic groaned, his hips shifting back instinctively, his body adjusting to the now-familiar pressure. “Still so weird, but—fuck—good. You make it feel so much better.”
Briar chuckled low and warm, his free paw stroking Dominic’s lower back in soothing circles. “That’s because I know what I’m doing, fox,” he teased, his tone full of approval. “Relax. Let me show you how it’s done.”
Dominic’s tail flicked reflexively, his ears twitching as he let out a breathless laugh. “Show off,” he muttered, but his voice was tinged with anticipation, his body eager for whatever Briar had in store. He began to move his finger, twisting and curling it inside Dominic, coaxing his tight muscles to relax further. When he added a second finger, the stretch was more intense, and Dominic let out a low moan, his tail twitching as he adjusted to the sensation. “Gods, Briar,” Dominic panted, his voice trembling. “Is it always this good?”
Briar grinned, his fingers moving with slow, deliberate care. “When it’s me? Yeah, it is,” he teased, his tone thick with playful confidence. “Told you, fox—just let me take care of you.”
Dominic’s claws curled into the bedding as Briar pushed a second slick finger deeper, the stretch making him gasp. It was intense, teetering on the edge of too much, but Briar’s steady, patient movements kept him grounded, the pressure morphing into a warmth that made his whole body tingle.
“Shit, Briar,” Dominic groaned, his tail flicking above him as he arched slightly, trying to adjust. “You’re so fucking good at this. Like… godsdamn.”
Briar chuckled low, the sound sending shivers down Dominic’s spine. His free paw smoothed over the fox’s lower back, soothing and steady. “You’re taking it so well, Dom,” Briar murmured, his voice both teasing and full of praise. “But if you think this is good, just wait until I’m inside you for real. You won’t even remember how to breathe.”
The words sent a jolt through Dominic’s core, his ears flattening as heat rushed to his face. His mind raced with the memory of how he’d left Briar’s hole earlier—red, swollen, and leaking his cum for what felt like hours afterward. The idea of being in that same position, stretched and used, made his cock twitch against his belly.
Fuck, he thought, biting his lip as Briar worked his fingers deeper, angling them just right to tease a spot inside him that made his toes curl. If I already feel this full with his fingers, what the hell is his dick going to do to me?
A flicker of nervousness ran through him as he imagined it—Briar’s thick, wolfish cock spreading him open, the swollen knot locking them together. Could he even take it? Would it wreck him completely? And gods, why did that thought make his cock ache even more?
“You’re getting so tight around me,” Briar said, his voice thick with arousal. “You sure you’re ready for what’s coming next, fox?”
Dominic groaned, his tail flicking erratically as he clenched down on the wolf’s fingers, almost pulling them deeper. “I don’t fucking know,” he admitted, his voice trembling. “Your cock is gonna split me in two, isn’t it?”
Briar smirked, twisting his fingers to spread Dominic open further. “Nah,” he said, his tone playful but reassuring. “You’re tougher than you think. You sucked my cock like a pro earlier. This is just a new kind of stretch.”
The words were meant to comfort, but Dominic’s mind was a whirl of conflicted emotions. He wanted this—wanted Briar—but the idea of being so completely vulnerable made his stomach twist with equal parts fear and excitement. Then Briar’s fingers curved, pressing against a spot that sent a white-hot jolt of pleasure racing through Dominic’s body. He let out a strangled moan, his hips jerking back against the wolf’s hand as his muscles melted under the sensation.
“Oh fuck, Briar—there it is again,” Dominic gasped, his voice trembling as his cock throbbed, dribbling precum onto the bedspread.
Briar smirked softly, his fingers curling just slightly, grazing that same spot and pulling a sharp moan from the fox. “Yeah, I remember you liked that last time,” he murmured, his voice low and steady. “Figured I’d remind you how good it can feel.”
Dominic’s head dropped onto the mattress, his breaths coming in shaky pants as Briar’s fingers moved with precision. He’d felt this before—Briar had found it last time—but the wolf’s touch now was something else entirely. It wasn’t tentative or exploratory. It was sure, deliberate, and absolutely devastating.
“Gods,” Dominic groaned, his voice muffled against the bedding. “I—fuck, I didn’t know it could feel this good.”
Briar leaned in closer, his warm breath ghosting over Dominic’s lower back. “Told you I’d take care of you, didn’t I?” he murmured, his tone full of quiet confidence. “You’re gonna love this, Dom. Just wait until it’s my cock hitting that spot.”
The thought made Dominic’s breath hitch, his body clenching involuntarily around Briar’s fingers. He was still nervous—hell, he was terrified—but the wolf’s steady, assured touch and the promise of what was to come were enough to keep him grounded.
“Fuck,” Dominic muttered, his voice trembling with a mix of anticipation and arousal. “Just—don’t stop, Briar. Don’t fucking stop.”
Briar smiled, his fingers delving deeper as he added more lube, preparing Dominic for the next step. “Don’t worry, fox,” he said, his voice low and soothing. “I’m not stopping until you’re begging for me to fuck you.”
Dominic let out a shaky laugh, his body relaxing further under Briar’s careful ministrations. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take, but one thing was certain—he didn’t want this moment to end. He tensed as Briar worked in a third finger, the stretch making him gasp as his body instinctively clamped down. He gritted his teeth, his claws digging into the mattress as he forced himself to relax, letting the wolf spread him even further. The lube slicked everything up, easing the discomfort, but the sheer fullness made him feel like he was already being fucked. The wolf’s calm, steady tone helped a little, but his mind was racing.
Three fingers. He’s got three fucking fingers in me. If this is what fingers feel like, what the hell is his cock going to do to me? His thoughts spiralled, equal parts fear and anticipation tangling in his chest. He thought back to Claire, to how snug and warm she always felt around him, and a shudder ran down his spine. This is going to be nothing like that. Briar is thicker, bigger, and my hole—fuck, is it ever going to feel normal again?
“You’re so tight,” Briar said, his voice low and filled with awe. “Fuck, Dom, your body’s perfect. Just relax for me, okay? Let me take care of you.”
Dominic let out a shaky laugh, his face burning as he muttered, “Easier said than done, you big bastard.”
Briar chuckled, withdrawing his fingers slowly before adding a little more lube. “We’re almost there, fox,” he promised, his voice soft but firm. “Just trust me.”
Dominic nodded, though his nerves were still a mess. He felt exposed, vulnerable in a way he never had before. On his knees, arse in the air, he was completely at Briar’s mercy, and the realization made his sheath twitch despite the fear coursing through him.
The mattress dipped behind him as Briar shifted closer, and Dominic glanced over his shoulder just in time to see the wolf mounting him. The sight made his breath hitch—Briar’s cock, fully hard, thick and glistening with lube, was an intimidating sight. The knot at the base was still slightly swollen, and Dominic swallowed hard as he tried to imagine taking all of it. The wolf’s strong thighs pressed against his, and Dominic gasped softly as the weight of Briar’s body settled over him, warm and heavy, covering him completely.
Holy shit, I’m really about to do this. I’m really about to let Briar fuck me.
“Stay with me, Dom,” Briar said, his voice pulling Dominic out of his spiralling thoughts. The wolf leaned down, his muscular chest brushing against Dominic’s back, and pressed his muzzle to the fox’s neck. “I’ve got you. Just breathe.”
Dominic nodded, his breathing shallow as he felt the heat of Briar’s cock pressing against his arse. The wolf’s paw gripped his hip firmly, steadying him as the thick shaft slid between his cheeks, rubbing up and down along his cleft. The sensation made Dominic shudder, a mix of arousal and apprehension sparking through him.
“Fuck, you’re so warm,” Briar murmured, his voice thick with lust. He shifted slightly, angling his cock so the tip pressed teasingly against Dominic’s puckered entrance. “Just relax for me, babe. Let me in.”
Briar’s words sent a strange comfort through Dominic, grounding him as his heart hammered in his chest. He closed his eyes, focusing on the feeling of Briar’s tapered cock as it pressed against him, teasing him but not pushing in. The slick heat of it, combined with the wolf’s steady presence, started to soothe his nerves.
Briar’s on top of me. His cock is right there, just about to—fuck. I can’t believe this is happening.
“Briar,” Dominic whispered, his voice trembling. “I—fuck—I trust you.”
Briar’s teeth grazed the nape of Dominic’s neck, his deep voice rumbling against the fox’s fur. “Good,” he said simply. “Now just feel me.”
Dominic’s tail flicked as Briar’s cock nudged at his entrance, the red head pressing gently but not yet breaching him. The wolf’s other paw slipped around to stroke Dominic’s lower back, his touch firm and reassuring.
“Damn, Dom,” Briar muttered, his voice low and teasing as he rubbed the head of his cock against Dominic’s entrance. “Never thought I’d see my best mate like this, all slicked up and ready for me.”
The fox nodded, his throat dry as he tried to focus on his breathing. He felt so exposed, his arse high in the air, his body completely at Briar’s mercy. His muscles tensed as Briar pressed forward, the pressure at his entrance building unbearably.
“Holy fuck,” Dominic hissed, his head dropping as his ears pinned flat against his skull. The wolf’s cock stretched him wide, the searing burn making his toes curl. “Briar, I—fuck—I don’t know if I can…”
“You can,” Briar said firmly, leaning over Dominic’s back and pressing a kiss to his shoulder. The weight of the wolf’s body over him was grounding, his warmth seeping into Dominic’s trembling frame. “You’re doing so good. Just let me in, Dom. Don’t fight it.”
Dominic squeezed his eyes shut, his teeth clenched as the thick tip finally breached him. The initial penetration was blinding, a searing heat that stole his breath, but there was something else—a strange, aching fullness that sent a jolt of pleasure through him.
“Shit,” Dominic gasped, his claws dragging against the mattress. “It’s so—fuck—it’s so much.”
Briar paused, his cock barely inside, and rubbed soothing circles on Dominic’s lower back. “You’re okay,” he murmured. “It’s just the tip, babe. You’re doing amazing. Just focus on me, alright? Feel how good it’s gonna be.”
Dominic panted, his breaths ragged as he adjusted to the intrusion. The wolf’s cock felt impossibly thick, stretching him in a way he’d never experienced before. The burn was still there, sharp and intense, but beneath it, a deeper sensation was starting to bloom—an unfamiliar pleasure that made his body shiver.
It hurts. Fuck, it hurts, but it’s… fuck, it’s good, too.
“Briar,” Dominic whispered, his voice trembling. “I feel… I feel so full. Gods, how am I supposed to take all of you?”
“You’ve got this,” Briar said, his tone calm and steady, a hint of teasing in his voice. He nuzzled the back of Dominic’s neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. “Just trust me, Dom. Relax. I’ll ease you into it.”
Dominic nodded weakly, his body still taut with tension as Briar began to rock gently against him. The movement was subtle, just enough to let the fox feel the wolf’s cock shifting slightly inside him, coaxing his muscles to relax.
“Fuck,” Dominic moaned, his voice catching as the ache began to ease, replaced by a growing heat. His tail flicked as his breathing slowed, the steady rhythm of Briar’s words and touch pulling him back from the edge of panic.
“That’s it,” Briar murmured, his lips brushing against Dominic’s ear. “You’re opening up for me, babe. Just like that. You feel so fucking good.”
Dominic’s face burned at the praise, but he couldn’t deny the way his body was starting to respond. The wolf’s cock was barely inside him, but every slight shift sent sparks of pleasure racing through his nerves.
Gods, I’m actually doing this. I’m letting my best friend fuck me.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Briar groaned, his voice thick with desire. “Fuck, Dom, you’re perfect. I’ve been waiting so long to feel you like this.”
Dominic’s heart skipped a beat at the confession, and despite the ache, a small smile tugged at his lips. “You’re not so bad yourself, wolf,” he muttered, his voice shaky but teasing.
Briar chuckled, his grip on Dominic’s hips tightening. “You’re gonna be moaning my name soon, fox,” he said, his tone low and heated. “Just wait until I’m all the way in.”
Dominic’s breath hitched as Briar began to push deeper, the wolf’s cock sliding slowly, steadily into his tight, virgin hole. The stretch was mind-blowing—hot, intense, and so overwhelming that Dominic’s claws dug into the sheets beneath him.
“Fuck,” Dominic hissed, his voice breaking as the first few centimetres slid past his entrance. He felt every ridge, every vein, the thick shaft filling him in a way he couldn’t have imagined. “Holy fucking gods, Briar—how the fuck are you this big? Shit, shit, shit,” Dominic panted, his tail flicking uncontrollably as he tried to adjust. He could feel the wolf’s heat inside him, radiating through every nerve in his body. “It’s so much… Briar, fuck, it’s too much.”
“You’ve got this,” Briar said, his voice thick with lust but steady. He leaned over Dominic, his warm breath brushing against the fox’s ear. “You’re tight as hell, Dom, but you’re taking me so well. Just a little more.”
Dominic bit his lip, his ears flattening as he felt another few centimetres slide in. The pressure was relentless, his ring stretched wide around the wolf’s thick shaft. It wasn’t just pain anymore—there was pleasure too, raw and electric, sparking through him with every slow movement.
Fuck, this is insane. He’s so fucking big. How the hell is this even fitting?
At 12 centimetres, Briar paused, his hips still as he let Dominic catch his breath. The fox was panting, his chest heaving as he tried to process the overwhelming sensations.
“Okay, okay,” Dominic gasped, his voice shaky as he clenched the sheets. “I need—fuck—I need a second.”
Briar didn’t move, his paws steady on Dominic’s hips as he pressed a soothing kiss to the back of the fox’s neck. “Take your time, babe. I’m not going anywhere.”
Dominic nodded, his body trembling as he tried to relax. The stretch was intense, like nothing he’d ever felt before, but beneath it was a deep, burning pleasure that made his cock twitch beneath him.
I’m fucking taking him. I’m actually taking all of this wolf. Gods, how the fuck does anyone do this?
When Dominic finally nodded again, Briar resumed his slow, deliberate pace, pushing another few centimetres inside. The fox’s back arched as the thick shaft slid deeper, every ridge and vein dragging against his sensitive walls.
At 18 centimetres, Dominic cried out, his claws tearing into the mattress as his body tensed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck—Briar, I can’t! I can’t take anymore!”
“You’re so close, babe,” Briar groaned, his own voice thick with need as he held himself still. His cock throbbed inside Dominic, the tight heat squeezing him in a way that made his knees shake. “Just a little more, I promise. You’re doing so good.”
But Dominic shook his head, his breaths ragged as tears pricked the corners of his eyes. “I’m fucking full, Briar. Gods, I feel like you’re splitting me in half.”
Briar nuzzled against the fox’s neck, his voice soft yet firm. “You’re not. You’re perfect, Dom. You’re made for this, for me. I’ll stop if you need me to, but fuck, babe, you feel so good around me. Let me take care of you.”
Dominic let out a strangled cry as Briar pushed deeper, his tight fox hole struggling to accommodate the wolf’s massive cock. Each centimetre felt like it was remaking him, stretching him wider and filling him fuller than he ever thought possible. By the time Briar reached 19 centimetres, Dominic’s resolve shattered.
“Stop, fuck, please stop!” Dominic gasped, his claws digging into the sheets as his chest heaved. “I can’t—I can’t take it!” His voice cracked, a high-pitched edge of desperation lacing his words.
Briar froze immediately, his muscles taut as he hovered over Dominic, his breaths coming in heavy pants. “Alright, babe,” he murmured, disappointment flickering across his voice, though his tone remained steady and patient. “I hear you. Breathe. I’m pulling out.”
Dominic whimpered, nodding frantically as his body trembled beneath the wolf. He felt Briar shift, and then it began—slowly, agonisingly, the withdrawal of that thick, veined cock from the depths of his body. Dominic hissed as the stretch reversed, his hole struggling to relax, his walls clinging desperately to the intrusion. Every ridge and contour of Briar’s shaft was painfully, deliciously distinct as it dragged against his sensitive insides.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Dominic moaned, his voice muffled by the pillow. He felt the girthy log of wolf dick evacuating his body, leaving behind a hollow ache that only grew more unbearable the farther it retreated. His arse clenched involuntarily, trying to hold onto it, but Briar’s steady pace was relentless, leaving Dominic with no choice but to let go.
When Briar’s cock head finally slipped free with a wet, obscene pop, Dominic whimpered, his hole fluttering in protest at the sudden emptiness. The loss hit him hard, his body immediately missing the overwhelming fullness he’d just begged to escape. He felt hollow, a gaping void where Briar had been, and the absence made his gut twist with longing.
Dominic buried his burning face in the pillow, his tail flicking nervously as his breathing slowed. He clenched his fists, furious with himself. What the fuck is wrong with me? he thought bitterly. You’re such a little bitch, Dom. You asked for this—begged for it—and now you can’t even take it like a grown arseed fox?
Briar shifted beside him, his paw resting gently on Dominic’s trembling hip. “You’re doing great, Dom,” Briar said softly, his voice a balm against Dominic’s self-loathing. “Don’t beat yourself up, alright? It’s a lot to take, and I don’t want to hurt you. We can stop whenever you want.”
But Dominic didn’t want to stop. Not really. He needed that cock back inside him. The thought of giving up now, of not being able to take everything Briar had to give, gnawed at him. He swallowed hard, his cheeks burning as he tried to steady his breath.
“I just… need a minute,” Dominic muttered, his voice hoarse. “Just… give me a second.”
“Take all the time you need, babe,” Briar murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the back of Dominic’s neck. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Dominic nodded, his tail curling tightly against his thigh as he clutched the sheets. He could still feel the phantom stretch, the ghost of Briar’s cock inside him, and his body ached with the need to feel it again. His walls fluttered, his rim twitching as if calling for the wolf’s return.
You’re gonna take it, Dominic told himself firmly. You’re gonna take every fucking centimetre like the fox you are.
Dominic lay sprawled on the bed, his chest heaving as he fought to steady his breathing. His tail flicked weakly behind him, his body trembling from the sheer intensity of what he’d just experienced. His arse ached, stretched and throbbing in ways he couldn’t have imagined, but underneath the soreness was something else—an emptiness so sharp it made his cock twitch against his stomach.
“That was so much,” Dominic panted, his voice shaky and hoarse. “But… fuck, I miss it already. I… I need it back.” His face flushed hot, his ears pinning against his head as the admission tumbled out.
Briar chuckled softly, the sound rich and warm, as he ran a paw over Dominic’s quivering back. “Yeah, babe,” he said, his voice low and soothing. “It’s like that. It’s intense. You feel like it’s too much, but then you realise you can’t get enough. It’s so full, so fucking wonderful. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
The weight of Briar’s body lifted from Dominic’s back, and the fox let out a soft whimper of disappointment at the loss. He started to turn his head, his lips parting to protest, but then he froze, a shiver rippling down his spine as he felt Briar’s hot breath against his hole.
“Oh fuck,” Dominic moaned, his claws digging into the sheets as Briar’s snout pressed to his abused entrance. The wolf’s tongue was wet and firm, lapping at his sensitive rim in slow, deliberate strokes. Each flick sent a bolt of pleasure racing through Dominic’s trembling body, his tail lifting instinctively to give Briar better access.
Briar worked with a practiced ease, his tongue circling Dominic’s entrance before dipping inside, soothing and stretching the battered flesh. Dominic let out a strangled cry, his cock twitching and leaking pre onto the sheets as the wolf continued his relentless assault. The combination of pressure and pleasure was maddening, driving him to the edge of sanity.
“Briar… fuck, Briar, please,” Dominic whimpered, his voice high-pitched and desperate. His hips bucked slightly against the bed, his body begging for more. “Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”
Briar’s tongue pushed deeper, his paws gripping Dominic’s cheeks to spread him wider as he licked and teased, his growl reverberating against the fox’s flesh. Dominic’s legs trembled, his body melting into the mattress as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him.
“Please,” Dominic gasped, his voice breaking. “I need you… I need you to fuck me. All the way this time. I don’t care how much I protest, I don’t care if I beg—just don’t stop until you’re all the way in. Please, Briar, I need it so bad.”
The wolf pulled back, his tongue leaving Dominic’s hole with a lewd, wet sound. He pressed a kiss to the fox’s stretched rim, his breath hot against the slickened skin. “You’re sure?” Briar asked, his voice soft but firm. “Once I start, there’s no going back.”
Dominic nodded frantically, his claws tearing into the sheets as his tail wagged weakly. “Yes, yes, fuck yes. I’m sure. I need you, Briar. I need all of you.”
Briar grinned, his teeth flashing mounted up behind Dominic. “Alright then, babe,” he said, his voice tinged with a possessive growl. “Let’s make it happen.”
He gripped his cock, slicking it up with slow, deliberate strokes, and positioned the swollen tip against Dominic’s glistening entrance. “Get ready, fox,” he murmured. “This time, I’m not stopping until I’m balls deep.”
Dominic trembled as Briar lined up behind him, the swollen tip of the wolf’s cock pressing firmly against his slick entrance. The fox’s breath hitched, his claws gripping the sheets beneath him. This is it, he thought, his heart hammering in his chest. This is the moment I give it up. No going back now.
Briar leaned over him, his chest brushing against Dominic’s back, the heat of his body blanketing the smaller fox. “Just relax,” Briar murmured, his deep voice a mix of tenderness and authority. “I’ve got you, babe. Let me in.”
The wolf pushed forward, his tip breaching Dominic’s tight ring with a deliberate, steady pressure. Dominic’s breath hitched, a mix of pain and strange, electric pleasure shooting through his body as his hole stretched to accommodate Briar’s girth. Briar paused, letting the fox adjust as the first few centimetres slid inside, the wolf’s thickness already sending Dominic reeling.
“Fuck,” Dominic panted, his body tense. “That’s… that’s a lot.”
“You’re doing good,” Briar rumbled, his paws gripping Dominic’s hips firmly. “Just keep breathing, babe. I’ll go slow.”
Briar pushed deeper, each centimetre a new wave of searing intensity for Dominic. At nine centimetres, the fox was panting hard, his legs trembling beneath him. “It’s easier this time,” Dominic thought, his mind racing. Still so fucking tight, but… easier. Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this.
But as Briar continued, the pressure mounted. By the time Briar’s cock reached eighteen centimetres, Dominic’s breath hitched, the sensation shifting from manageable to overwhelmingly intense. His body felt like it was being split in two, the stretch almost unbearable.
“Fuck, Briar,” Dominic whimpered, his voice shaking. “That’s… that’s so much. I don’t think I can—”
“Shh,” Briar soothed, pausing his movement as he felt Dominic’s body clench around him. He leaned forward, nuzzling the back of the fox’s neck. “I’ve got you, babe. Deep breaths. You can take me—just let it happen.”
Dominic squeezed his eyes shut, his claws digging into the sheets as he tried to focus on Briar’s words. The wolf’s warmth surrounded him, his steady breathing a grounding rhythm that Dominic latched onto. Slowly, Dominic inhaled deeply, then exhaled, his body beginning to relax.
“That’s it,” Briar encouraged, pressing soft kisses to Dominic’s neck and shoulders. “Good boy. You’re doing so good for me.”
As Dominic relaxed, Briar resumed his movement, sliding deeper into the fox’s quivering hole. The last few centimetres were excruciating, the stretch so intense that tears pricked the corners of Dominic’s eyes. He cried out, his body trembling violently, begging Briar to stop. “Briar, please,” he gasped, his voice cracking. “I can’t. I can’t take anymore.”
Briar’s growl was low and firm, a mixture of dominance and reassurance. “No, babe. You need me to finish. Trust me—it’ll all be better soon.”
With a final push, Briar’s hips met Dominic’s, his heavy balls pressing snugly against the fox’s arse. Dominic let out a guttural cry, his body stretched and stuffed to the absolute limit. The feeling was overwhelming, every nerve in his body alight with the sensation of being completely filled.
“Fuck,” Dominic whimpered, his breathing shallow and rapid. “It’s all in, isn’t it? There’s no more.”
“That’s it,” Briar murmured, his voice thick with pride and lust. “You’ve got all twenty-five centimetres of wolf cock inside you now. You took it, babe. You’re fucking amazing.”
Dominic’s body quivered as he adjusted to the massive intrusion, his arse throbbing and stretched wide around Briar’s girth. The weight of the wolf’s body pressed against him, grounding him, and slowly, the discomfort began to ease. A strange sense of accomplishment washed over Dominic, mingling with the lingering pain and the growing pleasure of the stretch.
I did it, Dominic thought, a shaky grin spreading across his face. I actually fucking did it. I lost my virginity… and to Briar, of all people. I’ve got twenty-five centimetres of wolf dick inside me, and now… now he’s going to fuck me with it.
Briar kissed the back of Dominic’s neck, his paws caressing the fox’s trembling sides. “You ready, babe?” he asked, his voice soft and full of affection. “Because now I’m going to make you feel what it’s like to be properly fucked.”
Dominic nodded, his body relaxing further as he braced himself. “Do it,” he said, his voice trembling but resolute. “Fuck me, Briar. Show me what it’s like.”
Briar grinned, his hips pulling back slightly, the stretch intensifying as Dominic’s body clung to his retreating cock. “Hold on tight, fox,” he growled, his tone playful yet commanding. “This is going to be the ride of your life.”
Briar pulled back just a few inches, his cock dragging slowly against Dominic’s tight walls. The fox shuddered, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort coursing through his body as the thick girth shifted inside him. Briar paused, his hips grinding gently forward, the motion sending a deep, rolling pressure through Dominic’s core.
“You’re so tight, babe,” Briar murmured, his voice low and husky. He leaned over Dominic, his lips brushing against the fox’s ear. “Fuck, you feel amazing. I’m going to make this so good for you.”
Dominic’s ears flattened, his face burning as a whimper slipped from his lips. Gods, it’s so much, he thought, his body trembling as Briar moved with slow, deliberate care. But it’s good. It’s so fucking good. The sensation of being stretched, filled so completely, was overwhelming, but the wolf’s tenderness eased him into it, making it bearable—almost enjoyable. Briar thrust again, just a few centimetres, his cock sliding deeper with each gentle motion. The drag of his thick shaft against Dominic’s sensitive inner walls sent sparks of heat radiating through the fox’s belly. Dominic gasped, his claws gripping the sheets as his tail flicked weakly behind him.
“You’re doing so good, Dom,” Briar whispered, his breath hot against the back of Dominic’s neck. “Taking me so well. You were made for this, babe—for me.”
“Fuck,” Dominic gasped, his voice shaky as his body adjusted to the slow, rhythmic thrusts. “I can feel… I can feel all of you, Briar. It’s so much… gods, it’s so much.”
Briar’s lips pressed against Dominic’s neck, his warm tongue flicking out to taste the fox’s fur. “That’s because you’re perfect, babe,” Briar growled softly, his hips rolling forward again. “So tight, so warm… you’re making it hard to keep my control, Dom. I just want to sink into you and never let go.”
Dominic’s thoughts were a whirlwind of sensation and disbelief. How the fuck is he so gentle? How does he make this feel… right? Like it’s not just about the sex but about… about me?
Briar’s pace remained slow and steady, each movement a careful exploration of Dominic’s body. The wolf’s hips rolled smoothly, grinding into him just enough to stimulate the sensitive nerves deep inside. Dominic felt the tension in his muscles begin to fade, his body surrendering to the wolf’s touch.
“Fuck, Briar,” Dominic moaned, his voice muffled against the sheets. “You’re so… you’re so gentle. I didn’t think it would feel like this.”
Briar chuckled softly, his paws gripping Dominic’s hips firmly but tenderly. “Of course I’m gentle, babe,” he said, his tone teasing but affectionate. “I’ve been waiting for this for years. I’m not about to ruin it by rushing.”
Dominic’s breath hitched as Briar shifted slightly, angling his cock to drag against a new spot inside him. The pressure sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped his throat. “Fucking hell,” he muttered, his claws dragging against the sheets. “How are you making me feel like this? It’s so… fuck.”
“You like it, don’t you?” Briar teased, his voice a mix of smugness and adoration. “You like the way I make you feel. Admit it, Dom—you’re my horny little fox, aren’t you?”
Dominic groaned, his face burning with embarrassment and arousal. Horny little fox? Fucking hell, he’s not wrong.
“Say it,” Briar coaxed, his hips grinding forward in a slow, deliberate thrust that had Dominic’s body arching beneath him. “Say it, babe.”
“I… I’m your horny little fox,” Dominic mumbled, his voice muffled and breathless. “Fuck, Briar… I’m yours.”
“That’s my good boy,” Briar murmured, his voice dripping with affection as he nipped lightly at Dominic’s ear. “You’re so good for me, Dom. So fucking perfect.”
Dominic’s body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation as Briar continued his slow, steady rhythm. The wolf’s cock filled him completely, the girth stretching him to his limits, but the tenderness in Briar’s movements made it bearable—no, more than bearable. It was intoxicating.
I never thought it would be like this, Dominic thought, his mind spinning as Briar’s cock moved inside him, each thrust a deliberate, calculated motion designed to drive him wild. How is this so fucking good? How is he so…“Fuck,” he groaned, his voice breaking as Briar’s pace remained steady and unrelenting. “Briar… you’re… you’re going to break me.”
“No, babe,” Briar whispered, his voice soft but commanding. “I’m going to make you mine.”
The wolf shifted his angle ever so slightly, the thick head of his cock dragging deliberately along Dominic’s inner walls. The fox gasped sharply, his body stiffening beneath Briar as a jolt of pleasure tore through him.
“Fuck! Briar, what—what was that?” Dominic panted, his claws digging into the sheets. His entire body quivered, overwhelmed by the sudden burst of sensation.
Briar’s voice was a low, satisfied growl as he leaned down to nuzzle the back of Dominic’s neck. “That, babe, was your sweet spot. Your prostate. I’ve got it now.” He ground his hips forward, the thick length of his cock pressing firmly against that same spot, sending another surge of pleasure through the fox.
Dominic whimpered, his voice trembling as his body jerked involuntarily. “Gods, Briar… I can’t… I can’t—fuck!”
“You can, babe,” Briar whispered, his tone dripping with a mix of affection and dominance. He kissed Dominic’s ear, his breath hot and heavy. “You’re going to take all of me, and you’re going to love it. You’re my good little fox, aren’t you?”
Dominic moaned, his face burning as he nodded against the sheets. “Yes… yes, I’m your fox. Fuck, Briar…”
“That’s my pup,” Briar said, his voice a mixture of pride and lust. “You feel that, Dom? That’s me claiming you, ruining you for anyone else. You’re mine now, babe. All mine.”
Dominic’s mind was spinning, his body overwhelmed by the intense sensations radiating from his core. Mine. He’s claiming me. Fuck, why does that feel so good?
Briar’s thrusts remained slow and deliberate, his cock grinding relentlessly against Dominic’s prostate with every movement. The fox’s whimpers turned into cries, his voice breaking as the wolf’s relentless attention to that spot sent wave after wave of pleasure crashing over him.
“Say it,” Briar murmured, his tone gentle but commanding. “Say you’re my pup. Tell me you’re Daddy Briar’s good boy.”
Dominic’s voice was a shaky, breathless whisper. “I… I’m your pup. Your good boy. Fuck, Briar, you’re ruining me.”
“Damn right I am,” Briar growled, his hips rolling forward in a slow, grinding thrust that had Dominic gasping for air. “You’re my perfect little fox, babe. Made for me. Every time I fuck you, I’m going to make you remember it.”
Dominic’s breaths came in ragged gasps, his body melting into the bed as Briar’s words and movements consumed him. “Fuck, Briar… this feels so—so fucking good. You’re so deep… so big…”
“You can take it, babe,” Briar murmured, his voice filled with adoration. “You’re so perfect, so tight… I could do this all day. You make Daddy so fucking proud.”
Dominic whimpered, his tail curling instinctively around Briar’s waist as the wolf’s steady rhythm worked him over. Daddy. Fuck, that word should feel weird, but it doesn’t. It feels… right.
“You’re mine, Dominic,” Briar said, his tone softening as he kissed the back of the fox’s neck. “From now on, no one else gets to have you like this. Just me. Daddy Briar’s the only one who gets to ruin this sweet little foxhole.”
Dominic’s voice was a broken moan as his body arched beneath the wolf. “Yes, Briar… yes, I’m yours. Fuck, you’re… you’re everything…”
“That’s my good boy,” Briar whispered, his hips grinding down into Dominic’s arse as he buried himself to the hilt, the thick girth of his cock pressing firmly against the fox’s prostate. “You feel that, babe? That’s all of me. That’s me making you mine.”
Dominic moaned loudly, his body trembling as Briar continued his slow, grinding thrusts. The wolf’s voice was a soothing balm to his overstimulated mind, grounding him in the moment even as his body burned with pleasure.
“You’re so good for me, babe,” Briar said, his voice filled with tenderness. “So tight, so perfect… Daddy’s so proud of you.”
Dominic’s breaths were ragged as he whispered, “I’ve never… I’ve never felt like this, Briar. You’re… fuck, you’re amazing.”
Briar chuckled softly, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that kept Dominic teetering on the edge. “That’s because no one’s ever loved you like this, babe. No one’s ever claimed you the way I’m claiming you now.”
Dominic’s body moved almost on instinct, pushing back gently against Briar’s steady thrusts. His arse clenched and relaxed around the wolf’s cock with every motion, the thick, velvety heat inside him hitting every nerve. He matched Briar’s rhythm, his back arching slightly as he began to move with more purpose, grinding into the wolf’s hips as his body chased that mind-melting sensation.
“Fuck, babe,” Briar groaned, his voice low and rough, vibrating against Dominic’s ear. “You feel so good—so fucking tight around me. You’re perfect, Dom. Absolutely perfect.”
Dominic’s breaths were coming faster, his body trembling as he pushed back against Briar’s cock, taking every inch he could. The wolf’s steady grinding against his prostate sent sparks flying through his nerves, and the overwhelming fullness made his mind blank.
He didn’t feel it coming. One moment, he was lost in the heat, the weight of Briar’s body covering him, the slow drag of cock over his sensitive insides—and then suddenly, his balls tightened, and he was cumming.
“FUCK—!” Dominic cried out, his voice breaking as his cock throbbed violently. Thick streams of cum shot from his tip, painting the sheets beneath him in rapid bursts. His body spasmed as the orgasm overtook him completely, his mind a white-hot haze of pleasure.
Briar stilled for a moment, his eyes wide as he felt the fox’s inner walls clench impossibly tight around his cock. “Holy shit, Dom… you’re—fuck, you’re milking me,” Briar groaned, his hips jerking reflexively as Dominic’s arse gripped him like a vice. “I can feel your cock throbbing… you’re cumming, aren’t you? Gods, that’s so fucking hot.”
Dominic could barely hear him over the pounding of his heartbeat in his ears. His entire body shuddered as more cum spurted from his cock, soaking the sheets and dripping down onto his trembling thighs. His voice was ragged, half-moans, half-cries as he bucked against Briar helplessly.
The wolf didn’t stop his slow, deliberate movements, grinding deeper into Dominic’s arse and pushing against his prostate with every motion. “Look at you, babe,” Briar murmured, his voice husky. “Cumming so hard you can’t even think straight. You’re so fucking sexy. That tight little foxhole of yours is going to make me lose it.”
Dominic whimpered, his head dropping forward as his body twitched with aftershocks. He could still feel the wolf inside him, stretching him wide, the fullness a constant reminder of the connection they shared. “Briar…” he whispered, his voice shaking. “Fuck, I— I didn’t even know I could… just like that…”
“You’re amazing, Dom,” Briar said, his lips brushing against the fox’s ear. “So good for me. You feel incredible. I could stay inside you forever.”
Dominic’s body relaxed slightly, the intense pleasure fading into a warm, lingering buzz. He felt a rush of pride and arousal at Briar’s words, his tail flicking weakly as he whispered, “I… I’m glad it’s you.”
Briar chuckled softly, nuzzling against Dominic’s neck. “It’ll always be me, babe. No one else gets to see you like this. No one else gets to feel this.”
Dominic shivered at the possessiveness in Briar’s tone, his body already craving more despite the exhaustion starting to creep in. “Don’t stop,” he murmured, his voice soft but insistent. “I… I need more.”
Briar resumed his slow, deliberate thrusts, pulling out just a quarter of the way before pushing back in, grinding his cock against Dominic’s sensitive inner walls. The fox whimpered beneath him, his arse clenching around the thick wolf cock, still trembling from the force of his orgasm. Every movement sent fresh aftershocks through Dominic’s body, his cock giving weak, final twitches as the last spurts of cum dribbled onto the sheets.
“Fuck, Dom,” Briar growled, his voice low and guttural. “You’re squeezing me so tight. It’s like your body doesn’t want to let me go.”
Dominic could barely form words, his mind a fog of overstimulation and raw pleasure. “S-So full…” he stammered, his voice cracking. His knees trembled as he tried to steady himself against the bed, the sensation of Briar’s cock dragging over his prostate again and again sending sparks through his nerves.
Briar leaned over him, the warmth of his breath ghosting over Dominic’s ear. “You feel that, babe? Feel me filling you up?” he murmured, his tone teasing and possessive. “I’m going to make you crave this, Dom. Make sure no one else ever feels this good inside you.”
Dominic moaned loudly, his body arching into Briar’s as the wolf pressed deeper, his knot swelling against the fox’s stretched entrance. Briar didn’t force it, instead letting the thick base of his cock tease against Dominic’s puffy rim with every slow thrust. The pressure was maddening, the feeling of that growing knot rubbing against his sensitive hole making Dominic’s entire body quake.
“B-Briar,” Dominic gasped, his claws digging into the sheets. “I… I can feel it. Your knot…”
“Yeah, you can,” Briar rumbled, his lips brushing against the fox’s neck. “And you’re going to take it, babe. You’re still so tight, Dom,” Briar whispered, his voice dripping with arousal. “But I can feel you opening up for me. Your body knows what it wants—even if your mind hasn’t caught up yet.”
Dominic’s face burned at the words, but he couldn’t deny the truth. His body was responding instinctively, relaxing little by little as Briar continued his gentle rhythm. The pressure of the wolf’s knot against him sent a strange mix of pain and pleasure coursing through him, and he moaned softly, his tail flicking weakly behind him. His head dropped forward, his body shivering as Briar kept up his relentless, steady pace. The wolf’s cock throbbed inside him, and the teasing pressure of that swollen knot against his rim was driving him insane.
“Fuck,” Dominic muttered, his voice breaking into a whimper. “I… I think I need it, Briar. I… I want your knot.”
Briar’s thrusts slowed as he pressed his thick knot firmly against Dominic’s stretched entrance, grinding it in slow circles. The fox gasped, his claws raking the sheets as his body instinctively clenched and quivered around the wolf’s shaft.
“Babe,” Briar growled, his voice low and guttural. “You’re so close. I can feel you opening up for me. Just let it happen. Let Daddy in.”
Dominic whimpered, his face buried in the bedding. The intense pressure of Briar’s knot was both overwhelming and intoxicating. His overstretched rim ached, but there was a deep, primal need in his chest that screamed for more.
“P-Please,” Dominic stammered, his voice trembling with need. “Just do it. I need it. I need you.”
Briar grinned, his sharp teeth grazing the back of Dominic’s neck as he pushed forward, his thick knot slowly stretching the fox’s tight hole. Dominic cried out, his back arching as the wolf’s knot popped inside with a wet, obscene sound, locking them together.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” Dominic gasped, his entire body trembling as he felt the enormous girth of Briar’s knot fully seated inside him. It was almost too much—the intense stretch, the pressure, the feeling of being completely claimed. Yet beneath the discomfort was an undeniable sense of fullness, of completeness.
Briar let out a deep growl, his hips grinding gently against Dominic’s arse, his cock pulsing with each heartbeat. “That’s it, babe. You took it. My knot’s all yours now,” he murmured, his voice heavy with pride and lust. “You feel that, Dom? That’s us. That’s me locking us together.”
Dominic moaned, his body quaking as Briar started shallow, grinding thrusts, his knot shifting inside him with each movement. The sensation was overwhelming—intense pressure and heat radiating from his core. He could feel every throb, every pulse of Briar’s cock as it stretched him wide, filling him in a way he’d never imagined possible.
“Briar,” Dominic whimpered, his voice cracking as he squirmed beneath the wolf. “I… I feel so full.”
Briar chuckled, his paw sliding down to grip Dominic’s hips, holding him in place. “You are full, babe. And you’re about to get fuller.”
With that, Briar thrust one final time, burying himself as deep as his knot would allow, his balls slapping against Dominic’s taint. The wolf let out a low, guttural growl as his cock began to twitch violently, his hot seed spurting deep inside the fox.
Dominic gasped, his eyes rolling back as he felt the first jets of cum flood his insides. It was unlike anything he’d ever experienced—a searing, molten heat filling him, claiming him completely.
“Fuck, babe,” Briar growled through clenched teeth. “You’re taking it so good. Every drop. My pups… fuck, you’re gonna feel so full of them.”
Dominic’s breath hitched, his mind spinning at Briar’s words. “P-Pups?” he stammered, his cheeks flushing hot beneath his fur.
“Yeah, babe,” Briar murmured, his voice dripping with possessiveness. “I’m breeding you. Filling you up with my load. You’re gonna be dripping wolf seed for days.”
Dominic moaned, his body trembling as Briar continued to unload inside him. Each spurt of hot cum sent fresh waves of pleasure coursing through his veins. The fox’s cock twitched helplessly beneath him, already spent but still pulsing weakly from the sheer intensity of the moment.
“Gods, Dom,” Briar muttered, his voice thick with lust. “You’re so tight, so perfect. I can feel you milking me, pulling every last drop out. You were made for this, babe. Made to take my knot.”
Dominic whimpered, his tail flicking weakly as he felt the pressure inside him grow. “I… I can feel it,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “I can feel you filling me.”
Briar leaned down, his lips brushing against Dominic’s ear. “That’s right, babe. You’re mine now. My fox. My mate. And you’re carrying my load. No one else is ever gonna make you feel like this.”
Dominic’s heart pounded as Briar’s words sank in, his mind spinning with the weight of what had just happened. He was tied, bred, filled to the brim with his best friend’s seed—and he loved every second of it.
Dominic moaned, his voice raw and trembling, as the molten heat of Briar’s seed poured into him in thick, relentless waves. His insides felt impossibly full, every pulse of Briar’s cock sending another gush of hot cum deep into his belly. The fox’s breathing was ragged, his body trembling under the weight of the wolf above him.
“Oh fuck,” Dominic gasped, his cock twitching back to life despite the exhaustion already overtaking him. The sensation of Briar’s knot stretching him, the relentless pressure of being tied and bred, was overwhelming—but also intoxicating. He felt completely claimed, his body no longer his own, and something about that raw, primal sensation pushed him over the edge again. Without warning, Dominic’s cock jerked and began to spurt thick ropes of cum onto the sheets below. His moans echoed through the room, his claws gripping the mattress as his body gave in to the wave of pleasure crashing over him. The contractions of his orgasm squeezed around Briar’s knot, milking the wolf’s cock and drawing another deep growl from his throat.
“Gods, Dom,” Briar panted, his paws tightening on Dominic’s hips. “You’re still cumming? Fuck, babe, you’re something else.”
Dominic could only whimper in response, his entire body trembling as the aftershocks of his release coursed through him. But Briar wasn’t done—not by a long shot. The wolf’s knot throbbed inside him, locking them together as his cock continued to pulse, pumping load after load of cum into the fox’s battered hole.
Dominic moaned softly, his body relaxing under Briar’s weight. The wolf settled against his back, his broad chest pressing into the fox’s smaller frame, their bodies flush together. Each deep pulse of Briar’s cock sent another gush of warmth flooding into him, and Dominic could feel the heat pooling inside, spreading out and making him feel impossibly full.
“You feel that, Dom?” Briar whispered, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “That’s my pups stretching out your cute little fox belly. You’re gonna look so fucking adorable carrying my load, babe. I can’t wait to see you all swollen with my seed.”
Dominic shivered, his ears flattening as a soft whimper escaped him. The possessiveness in Briar’s words sent a thrill down his spine, and for the first time in weeks, he felt completely at peace. The tension, the confusion, the guilt—it all melted away, replaced by the simple, primal pleasure of being bred.
“I’m yours,” Dominic whispered, his voice barely audible. “I… I’ve never felt this good, Briar. I never want this to end.”
Briar nuzzled against him, his paws stroking gently along Dominic’s sides. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I’m not going anywhere, babe. We’re tied, and I’ve still got plenty left for you.”
Dominic whimpered again, his tail flicking weakly as he let himself relax completely into Briar’s embrace. The wolf’s cock continued to throb inside him, pumping thick jets of cum into his overfilled hole, and Dominic couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of peace. For the first time, everything felt right.
As the minutes stretched on, the room grew quiet save for the soft sounds of their breathing and the occasional wet squelch as Briar shifted slightly, his knot still locked firmly in place. Dominic could feel the gentle pulsing of Briar’s cock, the warmth of his seed filling him completely, and he smiled faintly.
This was exactly where he wanted to be.
Dominic was just beginning to drift into a serene haze, the rhythm of Briar’s steady breathing lulling him into a blissful daze, when the door to the room swung open with an abrupt thud against the wall.
“What the fuck?”