Hooked II
Luna leaned back slowly until her shoulders were resting against the soft grass. A slight breeze tousled the fur of her naked body, and it made the trees around her whisper. As usual, there were no words in the wind's voice, but she still thought it sounded happy. Whether it was happy in itself or happy for her sake, she didn't know, and didn\x92t care to know.
With a sigh of content, she laid her head down and looked up at her namesake, which was letting its gentle, yellow light fill the clearing of her pond. It was a full moon night, perfect for a swim, but she didn't want to get into the cold water tonight. The chill would make the cubs restless, and their kicks had begun to get painful. Better to let them rest. Smiling to herself, she patted and stroked her bulging stomach, wondering as she always did what they would look like. Lupine like her or feline like Marcus? Would they have her grey fur or their daddy's soft white? Would they be boys or girls? The day when she would finally know was slowly drawing near, but somehow that last couple of weeks still seemed like an eternity of impatient waiting.
She closed her eyes and sighed again. To be a mother...
* * * * * *
She had been so nervous once she had known for sure that she was pregnant. What would Marcus think? Her mate was little more than a child, himself. Was he ready to become a father? They had never given voice to the thought of children, both of them being too happy just to be together to even think about the future. And suddenly, the future had slammed down on them with full force.
Pregnant... Luna couldn't help but wonder if it had been an unconscious choice not to use birth control, or just carelessness. Or had the choice simply been to let nature have its way? That didn't really matter, she decided. The fact was, she was going to be a mother. And Marcus would be a father. Some of the nervousness died away with that thought, but not all of it. A part of her mind still feared rejection. Feared to become alone again. Six months together, and already she couldn't picture a life without Marcus. If he were to leave her... No! He wouldn\x92t! Couldn\x92t! She paced back and forth in the cabin's single room, pausing occasionally to watch the sleeping feline. He looked so peaceful. Would that peace be broken by her news? She sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked his cheek, smiling as he purred in his sleep. A sliver of moonlight lit up his face. 'I have two moons to watch over me now,' he had once said, giving her that shy smile that she loved so much. 'One to love and one to remind me of my love.' Needless to say, she had kissed him deeply. As those words passed through her mind, she knew she was worrying about one big nothing. No, Marcus wouldn't leave her. She was certain of it, yet her hand was still shivering as she shook his shoulder gently.
"Marcus? Please wake up, love."
"Mmm," he purred, yawning. "Is it morning already? Feels like I went to sleep just an hour ago."
"You did." She smiled nervously as he kissed her cheek. "It's just... There's something I have to tell you."
"Is something wrong?"
"No, nothing's wrong." Luna felt her heart ache as she watched his eyes take on a worried, almost frightened look. He was still a very uncertain boy, in some ways, and she knew that every second she waited was painful to him. She took a deep breath and forced her voice to be steady. "It's just that I checked my calendar tonight, and... Well, I should have been in heat a week ago. I've never missed it like this before."
"Do you need to see a doctor? Is there something..." His voice trailed away, then his eyes widened and he gasped. She closed her eyes, fear gripping her heart. This was it. A couple of heartbeats passed, seeming like hours to Luna, then she heard something she had definitely not expected. Laughter. She opened her eyes again, only to see her mate grinning like a cub in a toy store. "Luna, that's wonderful! Are you really sure that... that you're..."
"Pregnant." She nodded. "Yes, I know it. My periods are usually clockwork."
"Oh my..." He giggled, then hugged her tightly. "Oh wow, I never... I mean, I never even thought..."
"That you would become a daddy one day?" He nodded, laughing again. "So you're okay with it?"
"Okay?" He shook his head. "That's not the word! I'm... Well, I don't even know which word to use. Luna, this is great!"
"Honestly?"
"Honestly!"
* * * * * *
She woke up from her memories at the sound of splashing. A smile spread across her muzzle as she sat up and watched Marcus reach the shore. He had been gone for a while now, somewhere on the other side of the pond doing who knows what. At least, she would pretend that she didn't know. And he would pretend that she wasn't pretending. It had turned into a little game of theirs. She closed her eyes again and lay back down, pretending to be asleep. A shadow passed in front of the moonlight, then there was a faint rustling sound next to her as Marcus sat down in the soft grass. She could feel the chill of the water in his fur even at a half-metre's distance, but she resisted the urge to hug him warm. That would surely set off the cubs. Instead, she listened to his happy sigh as he lay down next to her. No worries. No worries whatsoever existed in his world anymore, she knew that. They lay there for a long time, not talking, just enjoying each other's presence. But before long, Luna felt a finger brush against her stomach. She smiled. Marcus loved to touch her belly, to feel the lives inside her. She opened her eyes and found herself staring right into his. Still rubbing her stomach, he grinned, then leaned in for a kiss. Nothing passionate, just a loving peck on the lips. Luna returned it, then returned his caresses, scratching his stomach fur, casting a fleeting glance at his naked crotch.
"Did you have a nice swim?"
"Yes." He nodded, smiling again that smile that made her heart beat faster. "I got you some berries."
"Ooh! Thanks, honey."
It was all part of the game. Every time that they went to the pond, Marcus would bring her something. It could be flowers, berries, fruit, or some small game that they would cook together the next day. Luna found it sweet and touching, and she never failed to thank him properly. She tasted a blueberry, then fed him one before they kissed again. The hand on her stomach moved a little bit upwards, and Luna sighed into the kiss, knowing what was coming. Ever so slowly, Marcus cupped one of her breasts, while his tongue slid in between her lips. He pinched her nipple lightly. A jolt of pleasure ran through her body, and in response she pulled him closer, pressing their muzzles against each other so hard it almost hurt. Ever since she had entered the last month of her pregnancy, her body had been more sensitive than ever before. A fact that her sly lover did not fail to make the best of. As she had done so often since she started to grow heavy, Luna wished that Marcus would make love to her, but she knew it was no use asking him. They had decided not to do it until after she had given birth, and if there were one thing she had learned about Marcus it was that he always kept his word. She threw her head back and cried out, breaking the kiss almost violently as Marcus rubbed her nipple. He was rewarded with a squirt of milk; as she looked down, Luna could see it run through his fingers. She blushed, but it wasn't an embarrassed blush. More a happy one. So much milk already, waiting for the cubs. For the moment, though, she only had one cub. That thought made her blush even deeper, especially at seeing Marcus's wide grin. He pinched her again, with the same result. Wet fingers and a cry of pleasure from her. With a chuckle, he put his hand back on her stomach, rubbing it lightly, wetting her fur with her own milk.
"Do you like it?" he asked, and Luna nodded. He sat up, then eased her back until she was lying with her head in his lap. "Here, have another blueberry."
* * * * * *
They made passionate love that night, after the news of Luna's pregnancy had had time to sink in, then they lay next to each other and talked until the sun came up. Just like her, Marcus felt both scared and excited at the same time. Unlike her, his thoughts went immediately to the future. Beds, clothes, names, baby food, toys; he had so many ideas it made Luna's poor head spin. In the end, she pinned him down and kissed him, forcing him to stop talking. She rubbed his stomach, all the way from his nipples down to the tip of his sheath, knowing what kind of reaction she would get. True enough, he became hard within a minute. Letting her tongue loll out, her tail wagging happily, she climbed on top of him and slowly lowered herself onto his penis.
"A-are you sure it's okay? I mean... now that you're...?"
"It's okay, love," she assured him. "It'll be okay for a long while yet."
* * * * * *
Marcus fed her the last of the berries, then tossed aside the leaf basket he had carried them in. Luna licked her lips, perhaps a little while longer than necessary. She smiled seductively at her lover, watching as he laid his ears back, blushing beneath his cheek fur.
"I could get used to being waited upon."
"Better not." He grinned. "Soon you'll have to share my attention."
"Pity."
"Mhm. But maybe when they've grown a bit, they'll help me spoil you."
"I thought I was the one spoiling you, kitty."
"Not a chance, pup!" He giggled. "You're the spoiled one."
"I think not!" She heard him gasp as she reached up and grabbed his sac, squeezing his balls lightly. "Who's spoiled?"
"You are!"
"Who's spoiled?"
"Oww! I am! I'm the spoiled one!"
"That's better." She sat up. "Aww, poor little kitty, are you hurt? Want me to kiss and make it better?"
"Maybe after we get back home. It's getting late."
"Marcus, you can't walk home like that." She touched the tip of his erection, playing with the drop of clear liquid she found there. "You'll fall over."
"No, it's okay." He gasped as she gave him a swift lick. "Really, Luna, I'll only get another one after two hundred metres."
"Then we'll take a snack break."
"You're hopeless."
"Me? I'm not the one getting a stiffie all the time!"
"That's 'cause you're running around naked all the time." He blushed, and Luna could feel that she was blushing, too. "Not that I'm complaining."
"Well, none of my clothes fit anymore, you know. And I still don't feel like re-fitting them." She stroked his hip, then licked his bellybutton. "I'm not really complaining about your stiffies, either. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes, I know," he whispered, shivering slightly as she tickled his balls. "Sweet heavens, I know."
* * * * * *
Marcus's first visit to town was something neither of them would soon forget. Born and raised on a semi-secluded farm, his only experience of people had been the occasional visitor, as well as twice-a-year marketplace visits to the nearby village. Neither of which had even remotely prepared him for a large, lively town. There was people everywhere, as well as cars, trucks, bikes and railcars. It took Luna only a few minutes to fully appreciate the silence and solitude of her forest cabin. She had feared that it would be too much for poor Marcus, but as it turned out he loved every minute of it. Once more she was given a reminder of just how young he really was, as he was all but bouncing with excitement, wanting to look at anything and everything. From store windows to dead-end side streets. He even managed to drag her into an old cathedral, just in time to follow a guided tour.
After that, he had begun to worry about her, asking again and again if she were getting tired or if they shouldn't stop for a break. But Luna wanted to get her shopping done before her doctor's appointment, and besides, his youthful enthusiasm filled her with energy. She felt as if she could go on forever. In the end, Marcus had faked sore feet in order to make her sit down and rest. Having already bought most of what was on her list, she relented. They sat down outside a small café, and she treated her young lover to his very first ice cream sundae.
"Do you like it?" The question wasn't really a necessary one; his smacking lips and wagging tail told her all she wanted to know. "Here, try some of mine."
"That's good, too, but I really like the chocolate sauce. Here, try it."
"Mmm."
As soon as they had finished their ice cream, Luna got to her feet, ignoring the slightly worried look in Marcus's eyes. He started to follow her, but she put her hand on his chest.
"I need to do some shopping on my own, honey. Why don't you take a look around while you wait?"
"But..." He looked a bit hurt, but managed a smile. "Okay, I will. I just..."
"I'll take it easy, I promise." She kissed his cheek, then hurried off. "Don't get lost."
She heard an indignant groan from behind her. The store she wanted to visit was a couple of minutes' walk away, and she set up a good pace. She knew she shouldn't worry about Marcus, but it was hard not to. He wasn't used to the town, or to so many people. He didn't know his way. What if he did get lost? It was only with the greatest effort that she kept going, rather than turning back. He needed to feel her trust, she decided. Besides, he was an adult! It was so easy to forget sometimes. He could take care of himself. Hopefully. She almost ran the last bit of the way to the store.
* * * * * *
They almost made it halfway back to the cabin. Every step of the way, Luna had to fight the urge to turn her head and look at Marcus; at his penis where it proudly pointed the way for him, always with a drop at the tip, seemingly calling for her tongue to lap it up. And every time she managed to resist to that urge, she had to fight another, stronger one that told her to make love to him right then and there. In the end, she touched his arm and gave him a shy smile that she knew would do the trick. He blushed, covering his erection with his hands, but he did not resist as she led him off the path to a place where soft moss grew, creating something akin to a bed between the roots of a large tree. She urged him to sit, leaning against the tree trunk, while she got down on all four in front of him. Grinning happily, yet still blushing, he slipped his hands behind his neck, closing his eyes as she licked his tip. After a thorough tongue-bath, she took him into her mouth, suckling hungrily while she enjoyed listening to his purrs and moans. As excited as he was, it didn't take long before he tensed up and shot his load onto her tongue. Luna let his seed stay in her mouth, savouring it before she swallowed most of the sweet, slightly bitter liquid. The last of it she saved for the inevitable kiss that followed. When she finally broke the kiss Marcus leaned his head back against the tree, panting as if he had just run the marathon. Luna laughed and slapped his thigh, making him yelp.
"You can't sleep out here," she giggled. "The bugs will eat you alive."
"They, too?"
"Wise-arse..."
"Won't you let me return the favour before we go?"
"No, although it is tempting." She laughed. "But I'm hungry, and if I let you have your way you'll just get hard again. Then we'd have to start all over again."
"You make it sound like a bad thing." Marcus purred seductively as he leaned forward to kiss behind her ear. "But if the kittens are hungry, I guess..."
"Cubs!" she scolded. "They're cubs, or maybe pups."
"They'll be cute little kittens, you'll see." He got to his feet and started walking towards the cabin. Luna growled, then grabbed him from behind, tickling his ribs. "Hey, stop!!!"
"So, are they kittens?" she asked after several minutes of torture. When Marcus just kept on laughing, she poked his lover back with her claws. "Well?"
"They're babies." She yanked his tail aside, then slapped his bare buttocks. "Ow! Oh, now look what you did..."
Luna leaned over his shoulder and looked down his chest and his pudgy stomach, only to find that he was hard once again. She laughed, shaking her head in surrender. With one hand, she started caressing his chest, paying close attention to his perky nipples, and with the other she reached down and started stroking him.
"I thought you were... ah! I thought you were in a hurry home."
"Not that much of a hurry. Hush, now!"
He obeyed, closing his eyes as the mounting pleasure made him purr. Luna knew exactly how to please him, and she now used this knowledge to the full. No more than a minute later, Marcus cried out, and she could feel his hot seed seep through her fingers and fall to the ground. Once his orgasm was over, she held him until he was completely soft, then she turned him around and kissed him. She held up her sticky hand to his muzzle and let him lick it clean, then they resumed their walk in silence, hand in hand. Every now and then, one of them would squeeze the other's hand; no more communication was necessary.
* * * * * *
As she exited the store, smiling happily to herself over her latest purchase, Luna forced her feet to walk slowly back to the square where she had left Marcus. If he could tell that she had been worried about him he would feel hurt, and if he could tell that she had hurried back he would get worried about her. So she took her time, pausing briefly now and then to stand in front of a display window, without really looking at anything. When she finally reached the square she looked around, and her heart sank when she couldn't see white fur anywhere. Calm down, she told herself, he's just gone into a store or something. But the rational, logical side of her couldn't make itself heard against the part of her that was the troubled lover. Breathing faster, she all but ran around the square, searching desperately for even the tiniest patch of white.
After about five minutes' worth of agony, she found him. He was sitting on the ground in front of a puppeteer's show, with a bunch of children climbing all over him, fighting for a chance to sit in his lap or get up on his shoulders. All the while he talked to them, explaining in a quiet tone what was happening in the show or telling the younger ones not to be afraid; surely the prince would rescue his beloved princess, surely everything would be all right in the end. Grinning widely, Luna sat down on a bench out of sight from her lover, and kept watching him. She chastised herself a bit for worrying, but then she just let herself enjoy the way he was interacting with the children. And she was not alone. Several adults, who were surely parents to the young ones competing for Marcus's attention, also sat down out of sight, unwilling to disturb.
When the show ended, Marcus got up and brushed the dust off his clothes. The children smothered him with hugs before rushing off to their parents, leaving him with a wide, happy grin.
"Looks like you had fun," Luna said as she hugged him briefly.
"Yeah." He returned the hug, stealing a tiny kiss as well. "It was fun. One of the little ones got scared, so I comforted him. Then they were all over me before I knew it."
"Shall we go?" She offered him her arm, and he took it graciously. "My appointment is in half an hour."
"Did you find what you were looking for?"
"Not really." She smiled warmly. "But it'll do."
The doctor's appointment was over quickly. Luna hung off her clothes and lay down on a bed, then the doctor, a friendly old ermine woman, prodded her slightly bulging stomach. She nodded to herself, smiling warmly as she proclaimed that everything seemed to be in perfect order. The ultra-sound examination confirmed the doctor's first statement. Luna had three healthy little ones growing steadily inside her. She asked the doctor not to tell her what sexes they were, and she declined another appointment, saying that she would come back only if something felt wrong. If everything went right, she would have her cubs back at the cabin. The doctor argued that a hospital would be safer, but only half-heartedly since Luna had clearly made up her mind. They shook hands, the doctor giving her some last bits of advice, then she returned to the waiting room and the visibly nervous Marcus. His anxious eyes asked the question that his mouth failed to put to words. Luna hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek.
"Everything's just fine, love. We're having three cubs, Marcus. Three."
"Really?" His wide grin set off one of her own. "That's great!"
"I've decided to have them back home."
"A-are you sure?"
"Yeah." She patted his cheek reassuringly. "It'll be okay, love. Wolf births are easy."
"All right." He smiled. "If you say so, it is so."
"It is so." Hand in hand, they made their way out of the waiting room. "It is so."
* * * * * *
Luna was glad to get back to the cabin. The night had been chillier than she had thought, and the cubs were restless, kicking now and then. But after they had lit a fire and finished off the left-overs from lunch, and Marcus had made them both a mug of hot tea, she soon felt warm again. They sat on the edge of the bed, slowly sipping their tea while their free hands found other things to do. Marcus ran his fingers through the fur on Luna's stomach, while she toyed with his nipples, pinching and rubbing until they were so hard they almost poked out of his fur. After she had finished her tea, a low growl started deep inside her. Marcus sighed happily as she first licked, then started sucking on one, then on the other nipple. Meanwhile she cupped his sac and kneaded his balls gently, letting one finger trace back towards his anus. Unable to drink any more tea, he put his mug on the bedside table, then lay down on his back, purring loudly as she continued her playing. She pushed at his tailhole, just hard enough to let her finger slip in to the first knuckle. Just as his purrs turned to moans, she bit down lightly on the nipple she had between her lips. Marcus cried out and thrusted up into the air, his erection wet with his own fluids. Luna knew that he was close, but before he could come she stopped what she was doing. He was just about to protest when she took him into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of his juices for a few seconds before he came. Luna hummed with delight while she swallowed his semen. This was something she would never get tired of. To feel his pleasure so intimately, to even taste it. It brought her almost as much joy as it did him. Saving the last drops, she crawled up the bed until she could kiss him, then they lay side by side for a long while, just enjoying each other's presence. After a while, Marcus pushed her until she lay on her back, then started scratching her ears.
"That's three times in one hour, Luna," he said, shaking his head. "You'll wear me down."
"I doubt it. Bet you'll manage one more before we sleep."
"I doubt it." They both laughed. "But now it's my turn."
"Don't you mean it's my turn?" She spread her legs wide, licking her lips seductively.
"No, you already had your turn. Now lie still."
Nodding, she closed her eyes, wondering where he would touch her first. To her surprise, he took her hand and started massaging it gently, rubbing between each finger while he licked her palm. It tickled, but at the same time she found it very erotic. Marcus often surprised her like this, finding new ways to bring her pleasure. Her free hand was halfway to her crotch before she caught herself and placed it behind her neck instead. This was Marcus's show, and she would obey his command to lie still. It wouldn't be easy, she decided as he started licking her fingers, one by one. Already, she could feel the juices begin to flow from her slit.
After he was done with her hand, he lay down next to her and they started kissing. Long, slow, passionate kisses that made Luna's head swim. With one hand, Marcus touched her face, running his fingers all over her muzzle, her cheeks and her ears. He then moved down to her stomach, drawing slow circles in her fur and pausing occasionally just to lie still, palm pressed against her. She wondered if the cubs could tell that they were being petted, just when a kick convinced her that they did. Marcus broke the kiss, and they looked into each other's eyes. Another kick set them off laughing, and they ended up in a hug.
"They're lively tonight."
"They want to come out and meet their daddy," Luna said, smiling. "They love you just as much as I do."
"I love them, too." He licked her cheek. "And I love you."
"I know, baby."
Luna tried to kiss him again, but he avoided her lips, giggling as he pushed her down on the bed. She obeyed, sighing as Marcus started kissing his way down the side of her face and her neck. He stopped to nibble at her collar bone, sending shudders down her spine. At the same time, he let a hand slowly caress its way up her inner thigh, pausing just before it reached her by now throbbing sex. His other hand found its way in underneath her head, holding her gently as he made love to her. Luna was purring with delight; a sound she had never made before meeting Marcus. She wanted to urge him on, but it was part of their game that she should let him decide the pace now. With him in charge, their love-making was just as slow and gentle as it was fast and fiery when she was in control. Marcus's muzzle left her collar bone, and his tongue led a slow trail downwards through her chest fur. It found her right breast and started making slow circles around it, centring in on her nipple.
"I swear," he muttered, "these are getting bigger every day."
"That's because they've been filling up all day," she whispered back. "Waiting for someone to empty them."
"Hmm." His fingers moved the last bit of the way to her slit, and she gasped as he rubbed a finger back and forth between her labia. "But the babies aren't here yet, to help you with that."
"W-why don't you help me, love?"
"Me?"
"You could do it for me, couldn't you?" If she hadn't been so aroused, Luna would have laughed. This was a perfect enacting of the time when her breasts had first begun to give milk, a couple of weeks back. "Can't you taste it at least? If you don't like it, we'll buy a pump or something."
"I guess so." He looked up into her eyes, his own now much less worried and much more excited than they had been that time. "Are you sure it's the right thing to do?"
"Yes, I'm sure, love. It's okay. Try it, please."
"O-okay."
This time, Luna couldn't keep the laughter back. Even the shiver in his voice, a mixture of uncertainty and desire, was exactly right. What an actor her sweet Marcus was! The laughter caught in her throat, however, as his lips closed around her erect nipple. He gave it a couple of licks, then started suckling. Luna could feel her milk squirting into his mouth with each suck, and soon she could hear him begin to swallow. He had told her that it was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted, and after he had shared a mouthful with her, she was almost prepared to agree. Almost. To her, his seed would always be the sweetest. His finger had found her button now, and she was moaning loudly as he got a good rhythm started on her breast. She couldn't keep her hands still anymore, so she held his head, stroking his hair and his face as she watched his eyes glaze over with bliss. A trickle of milk ran out of the corner of his mouth, vanishing into his pure white fur.
"Do you like it?" she whispered, feeling him nod inside her caress. "Think it'll be good enough for our cubs?"
"I'm sure our kittens will love it."
She pinched Marcus's ear as he started nursing her again, but this only made him giggle. So to get her revenge, she let go of his head and cupped the breast he was feeding from, then she waited for him to fill his mouth. When she felt him stop suckling she squeezed, squirting more milk into his mouth than he could hold. His eyes widened, and he nearly choked, spilling at least half of what he had been about to swallow. Luna laughed heartily, but she was silenced almost immediately as Marcus spat what he had left into her face. She gasped, then growled and pounced him. They rolled around on the bed for a couple of minutes, hissing and snarling and laughing, sometimes nipping each other with their teeth just hard enough to cause a little pain. Even though she was pregnant, Luna won as easily as always, pinning Marcus's smaller body underneath her with her jaws closed around his neck. Still laughing so hard he could barely speak, he pleaded for mercy. She held him a few seconds longer, then released him and sat up.
"They're cubs," she stated calmly, causing Marcus to laugh even more. "No joke, honey, you'll see."
"I don't really care," he said once he had caught his breath. Luna tilted her head and watched him with a mock-smirk on her face. "No, really! I love them already, it doesn't matter what they look like."
"Sweet man." She pulled him close, and they kissed briefly. "You've got work to finish, you know."
"I know," he sighed. "Chores, chores."
"Hey, I did offer to buy a pump!"
"That's not really necessary." He pinched her nipple lightly, just enough so that a drop of milk appeared, then he licked it away. "It tastes better every time."
"Then it must have been really awful the first time, honey." She kissed the top of his head. "Because you've said that every day for more than two weeks now."
"No, Luna." He licked her again, sending a shiver down her spine. "It was the best thing I'd ever tasted even back then. But it's still getting better."
Luna lay down on the bed, moaning as Marcus resumed both nursing her and running his fingers all over her sex. This time, he avoided her clitoris, only tapping the base of its hood lightly now and then as he focused on rubbing the outside of her slit. He pulled gently on the outer labia and stroked her inner lips with his middle three fingers while he pressed his thumb against the area between her urethra and her clitoris. Meanwhile, his little finger went from the lower edge of her slit to the rim of her anus. She started breathing faster, climbing towards a climax she knew she would never reach unless he shifted his attention to her hot spots. During their months together, Marcus had discovered many ways to please her that even she hadn't been aware of, and his expert fingers knew exactly how to make her hover on the brink of orgasm. It had turned into another of their games; he would try to make her beg for release, while she would do her best to keep from begging. Still latched on to her nipple, he now stuck two fingers into her after wetting them with her own juices, which were now flowing freely. She grunted impatiently; he was still avoiding her clitoris, and he wasn't going deep enough to set her off from inside.
* * * * * *
They had dinner at a fine restaurant after leaving the doctor's office. The food was excellent, and so was the wine Luna had ordered. Marcus hesitated a little at first, having never tasted alcohol before, but it took only one sip for him to decide that he enjoyed it. The restaurant was dimly lit, with tall candles placed on each table. They had a secluded table at the back of the room, and all in all Luna found it to be a very romantic place. They talked a lot about the cubs, about the future and about how much they loved each other. Once more, Marcus reassured her that he would stay with her through anything, no matter what. Smiling and fighting back happy tears, Luna swallowed the last bite of her food, then dug through her bags until she found her last purchase. Marcus stared curiously at the little box she held up, but he didn't say anything. Luna searched for the right words, then cleared her throat.
"I bought these..." Her voice failed her, and instead she opened the box and held out two identical pendants. They were made out of red gemstones, and tied to plain black leather strings. Marcus smiled as she tied one around his neck, then helped her with her own. Once they were done, she took his hands and held them tightly. "Red stands for love. And they're the same because so are we. I love you, Marcus, and I want these necklaces to show it."
"And they show it well," he whispered back. "Thank you, Luna."
"I want you to be my lifemate, Marcus."
"If you let me be yours." He stood up and leaned across the table to kiss her. There were tears in his eyes. "I still think you're an angel stepped down from heaven."
It had begun to darken when they left the restaurant. As they walked slowly down the street towards the square, hand in hand and leaning lightly against each other, the streetlights came on. Marcus, who hadn't even noticed the lamp posts, looked around in amazement at how different the town seemed in this artificial light. Shop windows that had been dark earlier were now lit, promising wares and entertainment of a more adult nature. Instead of candy shops or book stores, they now passed beer houses and sex shops. Luna felt a bit uneasy about it all. Deep within, she felt that someone so young and sweet as Marcus shouldn't be exposed to things like this. She wanted to preserve his delightful innocence; the Marcus who had played with all the kids at the puppeteer's show, that was the Marcus she wanted. Always. Then he tapped her shoulder and pointed into a dimly lit display window, grinning.
"Don't you think you'd look great in that?"
She felt her jaw drop as she found herself looking at a black set of silk underwear, fashioned to reveal more than it hid. Growling playfully, she elbowed him on the arm, then pulled him away from the window and back towards the square. She shook her head as he giggled quietly. Once again, Luna had to force herself to admit that Marcus was no child. Somehow it didn't matter how many times he surprised her with his maturity and, like now, with his boldness. She still slipped back into seeing the hurt little boy that she had met at the pond.
At the square there were still families to be seen here and there, but the night life was beginning to stir. Youngsters walked arm in arm or in groups, with expectant looks on their faces. Where the puppeteer had been, there was now a stage where dancers were warming up before their performance. From somewhere came music, and it took Luna a while to spot a band playing on the other side of the square. The music was catching, and she felt her tail begin to wag in time with the drumbeat. She tapped Marcus's arm and nodded towards an empty spot in front of the band where people had begun to gather.
"Wanna dance?"
"Sure!"
They danced on and off for the next hour, and by the time Luna felt too tired to continue it was fully dark. Neither of them was a good dancer, but they'd had great fun. Despite his plumpness, Marcus was really quite agile, surprising her yet again with some twists and turns that, while not really dance moves, struck her as most arousing. As they left the makeshift dance floor, giggling and laughing, she was beginning to feel agitated. By the way Marcus smiled at her while his nose twitched, she knew that he could smell her arousal. At first she blushed a bit, but as he pulled her close for a quick kiss while he ran his fingers over the pendant that hung between her breasts, her embarrassment changed to desire. As discreetly as possible, she slipped her hand in beneath the waistband of his trousers and ran her claws through the fur on his buttocks. In return, he stroked her cheek, then rubbed his nose against hers. Playfully, she nipped at his lower lip, then licked the corner of his mouth. He giggled softly.
"Better not start something that we can't finish here," he whispered just loud enough for her to hear, while his hand stroked its way up her inner thigh, disappearing just as she was starting to breathe heavier. "See what I mean?"
"Tease..." she growled, slapping his hand.
"You're not getting tired, are you?"
"Not yet. Let's go see the dancers."
Luna led Marcus back across the square to the stage where three tigers, one female and two males, were moving in time with a fast drum. Occasionally, they would brush up against each other in a sensual way, but it was still a bit too early for the more erotic acts. After they had watched for a little while Luna stifled a yawn, but Marcus must have had his eyes on her, because he took her arm and pulled her away from the loud music.
"Feel like going home?"
"Yes, I think so." She yawned again. "I'm not really tired, just a bit sleepy. But it is getting late. It'll be past midnight before we get home."
"Have we got all our bags?"
"Yep, I've got everything." They smiled at each other, then Luna leaned down and stole a quick kiss. "I'm thirsty. There's still time for a drink before we go to the bus station."
"You wait here, I'll get it."
She watched as he dashed off. Marcus seemed to have an endless supply of energy, and she felt a bit envious. Also, she was feeling a little guilty. If not for her, he would have been able to stay in town all night. Not that he would ever complain, though.
The crowd around the square was beginning to move now. The last of the families were dropping off, leaving in time before the adult entertainment would start. Next time, Luna promised herself, they would stay and watch some of the sexier shows. She smiled to herself. Maybe they would even pick up a few ideas for their own entertainment. Just as she was starting to feel aroused again, Marcus returned with a mug of beer and a glass of lemonade. To her surprise, he handed her the lemonade and started sipping the beer himself.
"Hey, what's this?" she asked, wrinkling her nose. "I want a beer, too!"
"Not while you're carrying my kittens, love." He grinned at the sour face she made as she tried the lemonade, which was actually quite sweet. "Mmm, this is really good."
"Tease!"
Once they had finished their drinks, they left the square and headed towards the bus station. The streets were quite crowded; booths and salesmen and stands and stages seemed to be everywhere. Luna was just wondering to herself if every little venture could really pay off, when a tall equine woman walked up to them, carrying a large box from which a sweet smell came. She looked at them both, then smiled at Luna.
"Glazed apple for your boy, ma'am?"
Luna was just about to correct the saleswoman when Marcus interrupted her. He bounced up and down, grabbing her arm and staring at her with pleading eyes.
"Oh yes! Can I have one, mommy, please?"
"There's a lad! That'll be a quart-marker, ma'am."
Luna's jaw dropped, but she soon collected herself and played along in this new game. Smiling, she paid for one of the treats, which Marcus accepted with the warmest of smiles. Time was getting short now, so they had to hurry their steps. When they reached their bus stop, they only had a couple of minutes to spare. Luna searched her wallet for their return tickets, while Marcus stood right next to her, munching his sugar-coated, boiled sweet. The bus arrived just as he disposed of the empty stick, and he was still licking his fingers clean as they took their seats in the back of the bus, which was nearly empty at this late hour. Luna took out a handkerchief and wetted it with her tongue, the started to clean the fur on his hand.
"You're a messy boy, aren't you?"
"Yes, mommy. Sorry." For a couple of seconds, he managed to look just like a scolded kitten, then he broke into laughter. Luna followed quickly. "Glazed apples are messy. They're supposed to be messy."
"Well, son," Luna said, slipping an arm around his waist, "do you think she suspects that I'm planning to seduce my little boy when we get home?"
"Hmm, I shouldn't think so, no." He took her free hand and held it up to his face, rubbing his nose against her palm. "So, are you planning to get naughty, mommy?"
"Most likely." She pulled him closer to her and kissed him deeply. "Mmm, sugar lips."
"I'm always sweet," he whispered in between giggles. "But we should save the naughtiness 'til we're back at the cabin."
"Too bad." She pinched his buttock, making him yelp. "I've had my eyes on your cute butt all day, I'm not sure I can wait until we get home."
She couldn't. The bus dropped them off right next to the path leading deep into the forest, but they had only made it about halfway to the cabin when Luna ran out of patience and pulled Marcus quite roughly off the path. They spent a couple of minutes making their way through the undergrowth, before they found a soft moss bed that looked very inviting. A beam of moonlight let them see each other as they hurried to get out of their clothes. It wasn't long before the still of the night was disturbed by the sounds of lovemaking.
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After he had finished his meal, Marcus slowly kissed his way down Luna's belly until he reached her pubic fur. There, he stopped and turned his head to look her in the eyes. She nodded, her eyelids half closed with anticipation, but he just grinned back. A groan of frustration escaped her lips. He wanted her to beg! She took a deep breath, then sat up and took his head in her hands.
"Please, love, you've got to let me come. Please?"
"Hmm." He frowned for a moment, and Luna almost thought he was going to say no. Then he licked his lips, catching a stray drop of milk that had found its way into his chin fur. His eyes lit up, and he smiled warmly. "Okay."
He pushed gently at her chest, and she lay down obediently. His hand brushed briefly against her still sensitive nipples, then he got up and walked around to the foot of the bed. Luna smiled to herself as she watched his erection point the way. It looked as if he might manage one more time, after all. But first, it was her turn. She pulled her legs up as far as she could with her big belly in the way. Marcus sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed her knees, pushing them apart. To Luna's great relief he wasted no more time, but lay down on his stomach with his face so close to her crotch that she could feel his breath on her exposed sex. She shivered slightly as he kissed her clitoris, then let out a low purring moan as his tongue began flickering all over it. With one hand, he held her around her hip, while the fingers on his other hand started playing with her slit, rubbing up and down and sometimes slipping inside. Every now and then, he would touch her anus as well, circling it with the tip of his fingers. All the while, he kept licking and kissing her button, and she could feel that her orgasm wouldn't take long to arrive. But just as she was about to come, he moved his lips down to her slit. He stuck his tongue up inside her, moaning as he tasted her juices. Luna growled impatiently and kicked his sides, but all she got for it was a giggle and a nip to her thigh. She yelped, more with surprise than with pain, and the sound brought yet another set of giggles from Marcus. He kissed the place where he had bit her, as if to say he was sorry, then he returned to what he had been doing. This time his tongue was joined by a finger that reached for and found her g-spot. Luna purred with delight as he tickled this special place inside her, but at the same time she couldn't help thinking about how badly she missed having his stiff penis in there. She almost asked him to fuck her, but she knew he wouldn't break their agreement. As if he could sense what she was thinking, he let a second finger join the first, and increased the pressure. At the same time his tongue moved back to her clitoris, and Luna braced herself. This was it, she knew. He was finally going to let her come. The tingle inside her grew to shivers, then to a wave of heat that centred just below her belly. The cubs inside her moved and kicked, and even as her orgasm started, Luna's thoughts went to them, wondering if they felt the same pleasure that she did. She hoped that they did. That they could feel their daddy's love. These thoughts kept her mind so busy that the peak of her orgasm took her by surprise, making her cry out. She could hear Marcus giggle again, then she felt his lips as he suckled her clitoris, sending yet another wave of pleasure coursing through her body. Slowly, she came back down from her sexual high, guided by little kisses and licks down there, until she lay completely still, only her chest moving as she panted as if she'd been out on a long run. She could feel the bed move as Marcus crawled up to lie beside her, then his happy face appeared in front of her. Without saying anything, she took his hand and put it on her belly to let him feel the kicking cubs. His smile changed from a sexy one to a warm one, and without removing his hand, he leaned down so they could kiss. It was only a short kiss, but it seemed to set the cubs off even more. Luna grunted as a tiny foot found her lowest ribs. Grinning, Marcus moved down to lay his cheek against her belly, while his hand kept stroking it.
"Calm down in there," he said. "Don't hurt your mommy."
Luna laughed at the gentle scolding, but to her surprise the kicking abated. Part of her almost believed that the cubs had understood, but she knew that it was Marcus's voice that had calmed them down. He had often talked to them as Luna grew heavy, and she firmly believed that they could both hear and recognise him. She tousled his hair affectionately, then scratched behind his ear, making him purr. The low, growling sound, accompanied by one from herself as Marcus reached in underneath her to scratch her buttocks, made the movement inside her come to a near stop. They kept scratching each other for a little while, then Marcus sat up. Luna closed her eyes and sighed with content.
"I think they're asleep now."
"I'm almost ready to join them," he replied, yawning widely. "Almost. I just need to see a tree outside first."
"So you don't think you can come one more time?" She flashed him her most seductive smile, then licked her lips. "Just for me?"
"I already did." He laid his ears back, blushing beneath his pure white face fur. "Back when you did. But it's down at the foot of the bed, I think we can leave it for tomorrow."
"You messy boy!" She laughed as he blushed again. "Wait, I'll join you."
Pre-dawn light had already begun to block out the stars when they got outside. The air was moist and chilly, and they hurried over to the edge of the clearing where their cabin stood. Luna had no business with the trees, so instead she grabbed Marcus from behind, enticing a gasp of surprise as she took hold of his sheath. She squeezed it gently from the base up, making his flaccid penis emerge, then she grabbed it and pointed it towards the tree. He swallowed, closing his eyes as he focused on getting things done, and she gave him an extra squeeze just for teasing. He stiffened somewhat, but then he managed to let himself go. Giggling at his relieved sigh, she amused herself by aiming here and there, wetting both the tree and the surrounding grass. It took him a while to finish peeing, since he was growing stiffer the whole time, but soon Luna could shake off the last few drops. By then, Marcus was almost completely hard. She turned him around and got down on her knees in the grass. There was a slight hint of urine to the taste of him, but she ignored it. Instead, she sucked hard, moving her lips up and down his shaft while her tongue played with the tip. Pretty soon his knees buckled, and he moaned loudly as he came. There was barely any semen this time, so spent was he after the night's fun, just a few precious, sweet drops that she greedily swallowed. After his spasms had ended, he was so exhausted that she had to lead him inside.
Luna lay awake for a long time after her lover had gone to sleep, curled up like a cub with his head on her out-stretched arm. Inside her mind, she relived their love-making, but her thoughts were also on the future. She tried to picture the two of them as parents, watching over a trio of playful little cubs, but all that came to her mind was the dream she'd had on their first night together. It was coming true much sooner than she had expected, but it mattered little. No, she corrected herself, it mattered a whole lot. It meant more time for them. More time for their cubs. More time for everything. The last of her nervousness about becoming a mother melted away right then and there, and she knew that everything would work out just fine. It just had to; nothing but perfection could be even remotely possible. She turned to watch the sleeping Marcus, and she took hold of his little finger with her own, in their own special gesture.
"Got you hooked, sweet boy," she whispered, smiling as he squeezed her finger back even in his sleep. "Got you hooked."
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Epilogue:
It was an easy birth. Once Luna's contractions had started, it took less than half an hour to deliver three healthy wolf cubs; two grey boys and a pure white girl. Marcus turned out to be a perfect midwife, handling the babies expertly while their mother rested. Luna sat leaned against the headboard of the bed and watched him cut their umbilical cords, then wash them off as if he'd done nothing else in his life. Despite the slight pain she was still feeling, she smiled with pride as he laid the cubs in her lap, then sat down beside them. The tiny things still had their eyes closed, and the only sounds they made as they started searching for her breasts were little meeps and whines. Marcus picked up the one of the boys that seemed less hungry, then helped the other two find Luna's nipples. Once the girl was done eating, he replaced her with the boy, then held her to his chest, almost making her invisible against her father's equally white fur. Luna watched him tickle her little tummy with a wide, happy grin on his face and tears in his eyes, and then she looked down on the two bundles she was holding in her arms.
"Looks like I'll have to give you guys some extra attention," she whispered. "I think daddy's already found his favourite."
Once the cubs had been fed and diapered, Marcus wrapped a blanket around Luna and the boys, then one around himself and the girl, and the five of them went outside. It was in the middle of the night, and a waning moon gave just enough light for them to see each other clearly. One of the boys had fallen asleep, but the other two cubs were squirming in their parents' arms. Luna looked up at the starry sky, then nodded towards the east where two bright stars shone right next to each other. The Twins. Marcus smiled in agreement, and the boys' names were decided.
"You will be Castor," Luna said, kissing the sleeping boy on his forehead. The other boy meeped, as if he were feeling left out. She nuzzled him, rubbing her nose against the white stripe running from his forehead to the tip of his nose; the only way they had to tell the boys apart. "Don't be so impatient, sweetie. You're Pollux, you hear. Pollux."
The boy seemed happy about his new name, because he curled up against his mother's breast and went almost straight to sleep. Marcus stood still for a long while looking from star to star, from constellation to constellation, trying to decide a name for his daughter. Luna watched the frown on his forehead, and the way his lips moved as he tried out the different names, and she almost laughed out loud. Then his eyes lit up, and he turned towards her with a smile on his lips. He pointed towards a constellation close to zenith.
"I want to call her Andromeda," he whispered, since the girl, too, was sleeping now. "Is that all right?"
"Of course it is. Andromeda. It's a beautiful name."
The two of them moved closer together, and Marcus sneaked his free arm around Luna's waist. For a while, they watched the constellations that had given names to their children, then Marcus leaned in to nuzzle her. She returned the touch, which soon lead to a tender kiss. They stayed like that for a long time, lips locked and bodies pressed as close together as possible, until the night's chill forced them to go back inside. Luna lay down on the bed with the three cubs next to her, while Marcus hurried to clear away the towels and blankets he had used during the birth. Once he was done, he gave Luna a quick kiss and took his place on the other side of the cubs. Luna smiled sadly, knowing she would miss his arms around her at night during the coming months. He turned out the bedside lamp, but in the faint moonlight coming from the window, she could still see him smile as he watched his family. Family. What a wonderful word. The cubs were stirring in their sleep, moving so close together that they formed a single pile of grey and white fur. Luna touched them briefly, then closed her eyes, feeling happier than ever before in her life. As she was beginning to drift off into sleep, she could hear Marcus's low voice.
"You were right, love," he said. "You were right all along. They are cubs."