Not Quite a Prince

“...Would you like him first? I mean you did bring him home," Bailey said almost mockingly as she caressed Kouga's hot cheek.

"He is a common whore," Ayame stated shamefully which caused Kouga to stare at her, "and I know he is the vainest of the vain and the biggest bastard of all the bastards. But that's why you two should get along perfectly."

"Hey, what are sisters for?" Bailey giggled at Kouga.

Kouga was surprised at the stunning girl before him. He couldn't comprehend the relation of the goddess and the warrior. Kouga turned towards Ayame for an answer. Ayame firmly and intentionally locked eyes with Kouga as he pulled his vision away from Bailey for two seconds. The once shame-filled Ayame left with a hair toss and her head held high.

The wonderful spring turned to summer, and summer faded into autumn. The harshness of winter set in and the wolves settled into a kind of hibernation. No wolf went farther than they had to; which was usually the first hot spring outside the caves that was two miles away from the caves. The mated couples and families settled into the largest caves awaiting the birth of more pups. The unmated females and males settled into two different caves separated by the mated caves.

That’s where Kouga was about to be. He had finally found the female who loved when he chased her down and then rut her into the ground. Not that he minded. That same little vixen stumbled into the cave while giving Kouga a coy smile. Kouga looked upon the cave. How he despised winter. He was stuck so close to the caves that he barely had room to stretch his legs.

A familiar face from long ago marched stoically into the cave before him. Kouga felt himself follow completely dumfounded. Bailey made the interception.

“So, Kouga, what do you want to do first? I think I know,” Bailey sang as flicked the tip of his cock.

Kouga’s eyes slammed shut in lust and his mind blanked. His furs were divested of his hot body. He felt soft and feminine fingers caress his black mane stopping at the back of his neck. She swiftly turned her back to his chest and grabbed his neck with both hands. Bailey’s blonde hair tickled his tan chest as their matching skins molded together. Bailey laid on the ground at his Kouga’s feet.

“I’m already wet, Kouga, just put it in!” moaned Bailey

Kouga wasn’t one to be told twice. The addictingly soft flesh of Bailey’s pussy clenched his turgid member. He watched her juggling breasts that matched the timing of his deep thrusts. He felt the heated stares of the other females. He knew by the end of winter that he wouldn’t have any cum left in his balls for spring.

“Oh, Kouga, look at me please!” begged Bailey.

Kouga’s eyes saw those pleading green eyes. Her hands shot up and twisted themselves in her brilliant red hair. Kouga shook his head. Blonde hair now twirled in between her fingers. Kouga’s eyes closed and focused in on his thrusts and how close both of them were to cumming.

“Kouga! Oooh! Let me see those gorgeous baby blues! Ahhh!” pestered Bailey.

The girl beneath him writhed and moaned for him. Blue eyes linked on the face of an orgasm-ridden red-head.

“Oh, Kouga, dominate me please!” shouted the alabaster-skinned beauty beneath him.

“You’re mine, Bitch. You will bow before me. You will need me,” Kouga stated to the voluptuous woman.

“Oh...yes...yes, my Alpha!” screeched the green-eyed goddess.

Her pussy spazmed around his cock. Her orgasm was beautiful and that red-head’s face alone sent him into an orgasm of his own. He shut his eyes again out of the sheer force of his orgasm. That was the hardest he had cummed in the longest time.

Heavy breathing took up all of the cool air in the cave. Kouga looked upon the goddess below him. Green eyes smiled up at him. A smile of his own spread across Kouga’s features, but stopped short at a disappointed smirk.

The beauty’s red hair was replaced by the bleach blonde of Bailey. The moon-colored skin was now matching his. The green eyes still sparkled, but with lust not love.

“You do me great every time,” stated a satisfied Bailey.

“Okay, now that beast is settled, what do you want to talk to me about, Ayame,” asked a bored Bailey.

Kouga looked up at Ayame and her sister on his down-on-all-fours position on the floor. Ayame seemed to be a little flustered. Her face was between the verge of tears and the verge of complete and total anger. Kouga peered into her eyes with complete awe of the awkward situation at hand.

Ayame felt the tears fill her eyes, but refused to let him or her see them. She would rather die than let them have that power over her. She knew he had had sex with every woman in that den besides herself. That didn’t bother her. She just didn’t want to watch. It tore her to the soul. Especially since, it was her sister. Both of them saw her walk into the den even though she said nothing specifically to Kouga. Her sister didn’t even know. Not that Bailey wouldn’t sleep with Kouga just to spite Ayame. Ayame always felt a certain level of distrust between herself and Bailey.

“It’s not important. Forget it,” stated Ayame as she stomped out of the den to the farthest place she was allowed to go during the winter.

“What a prude!” mocked Bailey. Every person laughed at her cruelty. Except for one lone soul lost in their own thoughts.

‘Did I really dream that Ayame and I were...’