FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 22: Sisterly Love

"Very good, Yuri," Zaldon said proudly.

Yuri grinned. As the others sat around the camp watching, she practiced her magic under the close tutelage of Zaldon, who was so dotingly proud of his pup that Kel couldn't hold back a private smile. It was midday, and the encroaching summer seemed to have dipped its fingers early-on into spring -- fingers so unbearably hot that the group had decided to make camp early.

"You will be a wonderful healer!" Zaldon declared, placing an affectionate paw on Yuri's silvery mane. "Look at that flower! It was crushed to a stain only seconds ago, but now it stands so rigid and proud. Look, Yuri." Zaldon squatted down, and holding his curled paw over the resurrected flower, he said to her, "Can't you feel its joy?"

Yuri squatted at his side, and after hovering her own paw over the flower a moment, she smiled. She could feel the flower's mute rejoicing like the hot glow of a fire.

"You're both nuts," teased Keeno, who was lounging on his sleeping furs. He was leaning back on one elbow, one knee was bent, and his cheek was bulging with the meat and cheese he was munching on.

Zaldon playfully threw a pawful of grass at Keeno, and Keeno laughed and shielded himself as the spray flew his way.

"Ignore him, Yuri," Zaldon told his pupil. "Every living thing has a life, has a secret, even has a name. It is a mark of your growing powers that you can feel that life. When you can learn a flower's name, you will have progressed. And when you can learn a flower's secret, you will have surpassed even me in power." Zaldon smiled with glowing eyes down at Yuri. "I look forward to that proud day, that day when you will bear the mark of the sorceress on your forehead!"

Yuri smiled too, but not for the reason Zaldon thought. Zaldon assumed she was smiling because she too could not wait for her to become a sorceress. But Yuri was smiling because she felt a sudden rush of love and admiration for Zaldon, her big gentle guide, father, and friend. She had always wanted nothing more than to please to him and the fact that he was pleased now made her feel very content inside.

Zaldon kissed Yuri on the cheek and went to sit at Kel's side, leaving Yuri squatting over the flower. She closed her eyes and smiled to herself as again she felt the heat of the flower's spirit, its silent song of thanksgiving that some kind soul had come along and healed it after it was trampled. How could she find its name? She wasn't sure, but she was determined that one day, she would know everything about a flower, from its name right down to its dirtiest secret -- whatever that might be, she thought with a silent laugh.

When Yuri opened her eyes again, it was to find Roan watching her with the gentlest expression. There was a small smile on his lips, a faraway and absent look to his happy eyes, and Yuri was reminded suddenly of the way Roan had always stared at her when they were pups: with that dreamy, doting expression that always held her motionless under its spell. She had never realized it until that moment, but Roan had always been gazing at her with love. And there he sat, doing it again.

Realizing that Yuri was gazing back at him with large sable eyes, Roan blushed and looked away.

Keeno cleared his throat. "Who wants to come with me over to the spring? My canteen's gettin' ah little empty here." He lifted his canteen and rattled it.

"I'll come," said Zane, and Yuri felt a pang of guilt at the dark note in Zane's voice: Zane had obviously just witnessed the silent exchange between her and Roan, and with his jealousy aroused, he was eager to get away from the camp.

Yuri stared at her feet as Zane snatched up his canteen and disappeared with Keeno into the trees. She didn't know why she felt so guilty: it had only been a look! It wasn't as if she was suddenly in love with Roan, and more importantly, it wasn't as if she was in love with Zane. But she supposed that didn't stop Zane from being jealous if she happened to look Roan's way: Zane still had feelings for her, after all, and had told her as much not long ago. And Yuri hated that she had hurt him, hated that she had surely hurt Roan as well -- her cute, sweet, and gentle Roan who had always been such the blushing gentleman around her. But she could never be anything more than a sister to the pair of them: her heart belonged to Enya, had always belonged to Enya! And she was suddenly very grateful when Roan sat sheepishly at her side that at least he seemed to understand that.

"Your bowl looked kinda empty," Roan said, carefully tipping some of his fish stew into her bowl. "I was worried that you didn't get enough from our catch. It was our turn to fish, and me and Zane have never been too good . . ."

"Don't worry, Roan," said Kel. "Zaldon and I will do the fishing next time: we're veterans at the craft."

They all heard a snore and looked around: Zaldon had fallen asleep against a tree at Kel's side. Kel laughed softly at his old lover, and pulling out his own sleeping furs, he draped them lovingly over Zaldon.

"He's tired," Kel said. "So am I. We had a long watch yesterday."

Roan blushed as he realized his grandfather's meaning, and Kel laughed softly.

"I'm going to take a nap too. Wake us both in about two hours, will you?"

"Yes, Grandfather," Roan said dutifully.

"That's my boy." Kel leaned over with fondly twinkling eyes and ruffled Roan's mane.

Roan and Yuri watched as Kel tucked himself in beside Zaldon. They saw Zaldon smile in his sleep and pull Kel under his arm. Kel snuggled shamelessly against his lover and the two cuddled in their sleep.

"I wish Theo and I could have been like that," Roan said to Yuri. "I see Grandfather with Uncle Zaldon and I miss Theo a little more every time. He used to hold me like that . . . afterwards." Roan shook his head sadly, gazing off at the distant trees.

"I'm so sorry for everything that's happened, Roan!" Yuri cried anxiously. She placed a slender paw on Roan's arm and gazed up at him with knitted eyebrows. "I never meant for Theo to get wrapped up in this --"

"No, Yuri, don't be silly," Roan said with a little frown. Without even thinking, he stroked down her silvery mane and said gently, "It isn't your fault! Though I have to admit, for the longest time I was mad at you and Zane." He shook his head darkly. "What the two of you did --! You were just trying to save Enya. I can't be mad at you for that. But when I heard Theo was gone, that he could be stoned if he was caught . . . I guess I had to be mad at someone," he said with a little laugh and stared miserably at his bowl.

Gazing up at Roan sympathetically, Yuri suddenly kissed him on the cheek. "I'm glad you're not mad at me, Roan. And I swear to you, we'll find Theo!"

Roan smiled down gratefully at her. "What would Zane and I do without our Yuri to always look out for us?" he teased.

Yuri shoved him playfully, and he laughed.

"But seriously, Yuri," Roan said, "we'll always look out for you. No matter what. You couldn't pry Zane off if you wanted to anyway."

Yuri laughed, and her answer was in the tongue of the moon wolves.

Roan stared at her. "Run that by me again?"

"If I told you," answered Yuri, tweaking his nose, "you'd probably get hard."

Roan blushed crimson, and laughing at him, Yuri took his bowl before he could stop her, and after holding it at bay from his snatching paws, she laughed and drank down the rest of his stew.

Later that evening, Yuri awoke from the usual nightmare: the gray waves crashing, her mother's strained face, her screams as she realized her mother would not wake . . . She awoke in her sleeping furs, tearstained and breathless, and was biting back her little sobs when she felt the hard body of a male on top of her. Her first thought was of Zane, but this male was too slender and not nearly as heavy as the big bulky body she knew so well. She breathed in the musk of this mysterious male and recognized Roan's soft fur and sweet aroma. Roan had always been so soft and sweet, like a female. She opened her eyes, and sure enough, Roan's vivid green eyes blinked down at her. He was concerned, his green eyes shining against the firelight, and he rolled off of her and snuggled at her side. His arm flopped playfully across her, and they smiled at each other, snuggled so tightly together under the sleeping furs.

"I heard you crying," Roan said anxiously, "so I thought I'd cheer you up. The nightmare again?"

Yuri sniffed and nodded. She gave a little laugh when Roan gave her a lick on the cheek: this had always made her laugh when she was down and it was something Roan had always enjoyed doing to her. Back when they were pups and she used to stay at Kilyan's hut, she would sometimes wake from her nightmares sobbing. It always seemed Roan was the one to hear her first, and it was not an uncommon thing for Ohana or Lea to come and check on her only to find that little Yuri had fallen fast asleep in Roan's skinny little arms.

"You're safe, Yuri," Roan whispered, nuzzling his nose against her affectionately. "I've got you -- see?" He squeezed his big arm around her and she giggled.

"You know," said Yuri, "if you get caught with me like this, Zaldon will rip out your spleen."

Roan shrugged. "Eh, it's worth it. I wanted to talk to you. I'm on watch with Zane, but he went off in the trees. Probably to take a dump."

Yuri giggled softly. "So what did you want to talk to me about?"

Roan's eyes became grave, and Yuri waited with a growing sense of dread. "You know . . ." he began slowly, "you broke my brother's heart." He looked Yuri seriously in the eyes and she felt dismal. "He hasn't spoken to me since he caught us looking at each other. I don't know why, but he hasn't hit me yet. I guess he's waiting for the right moment."

"Oh, Roan, I never meant to --"

"They never do, do they?" Roan returned, but Yuri was grateful when he suddenly smiled. "I'll have to find some way to punish you for it," he said, the green eyes mischievous. "Let's see . . . I believe you used to be ticklish here . . ."

Yuri almost let out a squeal when Roan's fingers prodded the inner curve of her thigh. She was very ticklish there, and he had always enjoyed torturing that sensitive area when they were pups. Roan laughed softly, and ignoring Yuri's whispered protests, he placed her thigh on his hip and kept tickling the inner curve with the tips of his nails. She wiggled and struggled, pleading through her smothered laughter, and the wilder she became, the more frantic Roan's tickling fingers, until Roan accidentally brushed her sex. They both froze and his cheeks flushed crimson when Yuri felt his cock get hard against her thigh.

"Er -- s-sorry," Roan stammered, fumbling Yuri's thigh off his hip, but Yuri kept her thigh there.

"No, no," she said. "It's okay. I guess we're too old to be tickling each other anymore, huh?"

Roan laughed. "Yeah. . ." He swallowed nervously, trying to ignore the heat of her sex: with her thigh on his hip like this, her legs were open to him, and he was still painfully hard. "I'd -- I'd get up, but if Zane returns to see me with a hard-on . . ."

"You're dead," laughed Yuri, the sable eyes twinkling.

"Yeah." Roan gave a nervous, strained laugh, and Yuri giggled at his attempt to act casual. She took his big arm and rested her head on it, and he blushed a deeper shade. Her Roan. Such a bashful cutie. She hoped they would always be friends, and she was glad once again that he had taken her rejection better than Zane had.

"Um, I'd better make this go down and get back to my post," Roan mumbled.

Yuri couldn't believe it when he started stroking carefully at his own cock. He squeezed his eyes shut and grimaced in his embarrassment, but he didn't see any other way. Yuri did. She put her paw over Roan's and told him to stop.

"But -- but, Yuri, if I don't make it go down --"

"I'll make it go down."

Roan went rigid. He couldn't believe the girlish lust in Yuri's eyes, but after being with Tikuma and Enya and Zane, Yuri had developed an insatiable hunger for sex, for the smell of it, for the heat of it, for all the little noises her lovers made on top of her, and when she whispered these things to Roan, his face was never so red.

"Yuri!" Roan squeaked when her slender paw started stroking his cock. "W-Wait a minute --" He put a paw over Yuri's and said gently, "I know that you're upset about Enya, but having sex with me -- while it may give you a little comfort -- it isn't going to bring Enya back --"

"Shut up and kiss me, Roan," Yuri said over him.

Roan didn't protest when her mouth closed over his. She was in his arms in seconds, her soft fur and large breasts pressed hotly to him. His paws were everywhere, caressing and squeezing this soft, shapely little body that had been a constant torment to his cock for years, and when he felt her leg wrap itself around his hip, he thrust up and inside of her with quick, hard, frenzied jerks that soon had them both gasping and panting under the sleeping furs. He loved the way her breasts bounced against him, the heat of it all, their rapid need to join their most intimate parts in such a wet, hot, and wild union. Yuri whispered breathlessly for Roan to do it harder, faster, and Roan gave it to her, loving the strong pulling of her vagina walls, her deep wetness, the shapes her lips made when she gasped.

"Oh, yes, Roan -- harder!" Yuri panted, and Roan gasped to give it to her.

He came inside of Yuri in a frenzy and could not pull out, but Yuri didn't even seem to notice or care. They lay under the sleeping furs gasping together, and Yuri fell asleep in his arms. Roan kissed her head and crept from the furs, pausing to tuck them carefully around her before he crept back to his post. He was glad when Zane returned and didn't seem to suspect a thing.

Yuri had been thinking of Enya the whole time she was with Roan, of Enya's little fist stabbing inside of her, of Enya's exquisite kisses on her lips. She wasn't sure, but she thought she'd muttered Enya's name a few times. She didn't think Roan had noticed: he was so frantic, so eager to get inside of her, and his paws had been so firm on her body that lying there under her sleeping furs and pretending to sleep, she still felt the hard press of his fingers. She had loved it, his urgent need to be inside of her, the way his paws grabbed her shoulders, pulling her down on his cock, smashing her breasts together and making her head fall back as that hot, throbbing organ pumped its way inside. She thought she would explode. And lying under her sleeping furs, thinking of Enya, she almost did.

Enya had returned her Sending! Enya still loved her -- Enya wasn't angry! And knowing such a thing made passion course through Yuri's veins until she was as flushed and as breathless as if Roan had only fucked her moments before. But Roan had left her several minutes ago: she could hear him sitting around the fire, talking quietly with Zane.

"You smell funny, Roan," Zane accused, and stealing a peek at the two, Yuri could see that his eyes were narrowed suspiciously.

"No, I don't," Roan retorted. "Quit smellin' me!"

Zane snorted, and Yuri had the acute feeling he had rolled his eyes. "Did you fuck Yuri? Go ahead and admit you did. I don't care anymore. In fact, I saw it coming. That's why I went off in the trees like that. You two have been diggin' on each other all day. And Yuri's been so happy about Enya answering her Sending, it was only a matter of time before she fucked you."

There was a long pause before Roan spoke: "Yeah, okay, she fucked me. I heard her crying and --"

"The nightmare?"

"Yep. So I tried to comfort her. And the next thing I knew --"

"You were getting some of that ass," Zane said.

Yuri heard a twig snap and the fire roared softly as it was tossed on the flames.

"You know how I knew it was gonna happen?" Zane went on. "Because Yuri uses sex as an apology."

"Zane."

"No, it's true! Think about it. I go after her, right? She turns me down. I take it a little hard, so feeling all sorry for me, she fucks me and at the same time rescues Enya. Enya's all she cares about, Roan. Don't fool yourself that she's in love with either one of us. She made the fact that we're only her brothers perfectly clear."

Zane sounded so bitter that Roan stared sympathetically at him and didn't know what to say, and curled up in her sleeping furs, Yuri's expression was guilty and miserable.

"Don't get me wrong: I'm not mad at her for it. She's been honest all along, and I could've said no when she came to me . . . God, who am I kidding? No, I couldn't."

"Pull yourself together, Zane," Yuri heard Roan gently scold his brother. "I never dreamed in a million years that you wanted Yuri so badly!"

"Neither did I."

Yuri heard them both laugh in low, bitter voices.

"Things don't have to be that bad, you know. You have Mora and Nyssa now," Roan went on, "and I have Theo . . . I guess."

There was a miserable silence before Zane said, "I'll never forgive myself if we don't find Theo in time. Enya is one thing: at least we know she's still alive. But we don't know a damned thing about Theo. Hopefully, he's with Enya wherever she is."

"You think there's really a Secret Valley?" Roan wondered aloud.

"Uncle Zaldon seems to think so, and he's been around a long time. I think he's seen just about every corner of the world, the way Dad glorifies him. Hell, he might've even seen the Secret Valley for all we know."

There was another pause, and then Zane said mischievously, "So . . . was it as good for you as it was for me?"

When Roan only stared at his brother, Zane cried in exasperation, "Yuri's pussy! She was so fucking tight. God, if she only knew the things she does to me . . ."

"It wasn't bad. Though I have to admit," Roan answered guiltily, "I was thinking of Theo when we did it."

"Don't worry about that," Zane told him with a laugh. "Yuri was probably thinking of Enya. She loves Enya, Roan. When we did it that night out in the field . . . she only had this fondness in her eyes for me. Nothing else! She looked at me the way Aunty Zalia looks at Dad. I wanted to die later. But the way she looks at Enya?" Zane made a miserable noise. "You should see how her eyes just shine when she looks at Enya. God. If she only knew how much I cared."

"What about Mora and Nyssa?"

"Oh, I'll never give them up," Zane answered with a sudden grin. "Those two are my honeys. When the mating season comes next year, I'll rip the balls off every male that tries to claim them. If only I was fighting for Yuri too. If only . . ."

"Zane! Can't you just be happy with Mora and Nyssa?"

"I love Mora and Nyssa, Roan. Make no mistake. After that first time I was with them in the fields, I realized that I've always liked them: I wasn't pulling their tails when we were pups because I didn't like them."

Roan nodded. That was true. Zane had been torturing Mora and Nyssa -- his happy victims -- for years with bites and dirt clods.

"And now that I've spent so much time with them, I . . . I think I love them! I could live out the rest of my life with Mora and Nyssa! But Yuri?" went on Zane, staring miserably at his clenched paws. "Yuri was my first love. It's hard to let her go . . ."

"You know, sometimes I wish Yuri had loved you. Then I'd be back at the village with Theo right now and Enya would be waiting for her first mating season and everyone would be happy."

Zane snorted. "Not that easy, my brother. Enya would probably have still loved Yuri and probably would've been punished by the council if Yuri told that she made a pass at her. You're also forgetting Theo's dad. Sade would never have let you be with Theo. Not his golden boy. No way."

"Yeah . . . you're right about that," Roan admitted miserably. "I guess either way . . . I was screwed."

"A hard-knock life for you tail chasers, huh?" Zane said sympathetically. "But, hey, cheer up: you'll always have me!"

Yuri heard laughter, and stealing another peek over the edge of her covers, she saw Roan squirming in his brother's burly arm as Zane ruffled his mane very hard with his knuckles. The two of them were laughing and playfully growling. Roan managed to pull free, and with happy green eyes, he shoved Zane away.

"What do I want with you?" Roan demanded with a grin. His black mane was in his eyes and he shook it back as he said, "I can't depend on you to fuck me -- you wouldn't know what to do with this!"

"Oh, suck my dick!" Zane laughingly retorted.

Still laughing, the brothers continued their play fighting, and they didn't stop until a sudden giggle made them pause. Curled under her sleeping furs, Yuri froze: they'd heard her! She peered sheepishly out at them: Zane was holding Roan at bay by the forehead, and sitting beside him, Roan was frozen in the act of swiping at his brother. But now, both brothers straightened up and looked at Yuri.

Yuri slowly sat up, biting her lip.

"Yuri! You're awake!" Zane squeaked, and Roan went red in the face: she'd more than likely heard everything they'd said about her.

Yuri smiled. In more ways than one, she thought to herself. Feeling extremely bashful after everything she'd just heard, Yuri pulled the covers up around her breasts and fiddled nervously with the ends of her silvery mane.

"Should I leave you two alone?" Zane demanded, his gray eyes weary. "I can sense more fucking coming on. Hell, I can smell it on the air."

Roan actually sniffed, his nostrils flaring. Zane did the same, and Yuri almost laughed when the two became erect: they could smell the hot juices of her arousal. She slowly pushed her sleeping furs from her body, revealing the fact that her legs were bent and spread open wide. They gaped at her glossy pussy, and both their cocks throbbed out pre-cum: clear and watery, it dripped over the pulsing veins of their shafts. Yuri just smiled at them and pointed her foot at the sky, rubbing the back of her shapely little thigh: a silent invitation. She was so happy and so awake and on fire, and she needed the two of them to quench the flame.

"Come here," Yuri whispered, tossing her silvery mane back from her shoulders. Thrusting out her breasts, she leaned back on her paws and smiled at them. "Both of you."

As if in a trance, Roan and Zane did not hesitate. They rose from their seats around the fire and walked toward Yuri where she was sitting on her sleeping furs. Roan knelt behind Yuri and started massaging her shoulders so deeply and so firmly her head fell back and she moaned. He leaned down and kissed her neck as he massaged her, and then he was running his paws down her back. His paws stopped at the dimples in the small of her back: they were just above her buttocks. He gently pressed Yuri forward, and slipping his fingers under her tail, he prodded them questioningly into her anus. Yuri nodded breathlessly, and climbing up behind her, Roan sank himself into that tight pink knot under her tail. He closed his eyes and moaned. She was so hot and tight, clenching around his cock as a little sob came through her grimacing mouth. He sank himself carefully and slowly in her anus, and reaching around, he gently fingered her clit until sighs were coming from her even as she was sobbing.

Zane was kneeling in front of Yuri, his cock painfully hard. His big paw cradled the back of Yuri's head as she, down on all fours, was being rode slowly and rhythmically by Roan. Smiling loving down at her, he brought her head down toward his hard-on. Yuri swallowed Zane's cock without hesitating, taking it in her mouth and devouring it in long, wet strokes. Zane closed his eyes and smiled, grunting every now and then as Yuri's eager little mouth sucked with slippery lips at his cock. He loved when her tongue traced lovingly over the opening in his head, when her slender fingers caressed and cradled his balls. And when Roan stabbed himself a little too deeply in her ass, she choked on him, her spit gushing over the shaft until Zane was in heaven.

Even as she was being fucked by Roan, Yuri sucked loudly and wetly at Zane, her gulping noises, her slurping and sucking making Zane's cock throb so hard that he finally flinched and released his passion. Yuri choked a moment on his fluids but swallowed them, and watching as she drank his seed, Zane lovingly stroked her mane behind her ears, his gray eyes drinking in the sight of her great breasts swinging down.

Roan came after his brother: he pressed his hips against Yuri's buttocks and released with a little sigh. Yuri gasped and squeezed her eyes shut as Roan's hot fluids filled her in turn. She felt Roan's paws so tight on her hips and loved it when they squeezed as he released inside of her. And before she knew what was happening, both brothers were lifting her between them. She clung weakly to Zane's thick neck and let out a shrill little gasp when Roan held her thighs wide apart and Zane entered her, his great cock pushing up in her juices until her pussy was stretched taunt around him. Her entire body trembled: god, Zane was always so huge and throbbing, so thick and hot. Her head fell back against Roan, and she felt with a shudder of pleasure that his paws were cupping and squeezing her breasts from behind. Then his cock entered her anus with a slow and careful squelch, and now both brothers were taking turns thrusting up inside of her, gasping and sighing, grunting to get in, kissing her neck and her breasts and whispering to her . . . whispering of love.

They crushed Yuri between them, their hard bodies moving in rhythm, and Yuri's head fell back and she moaned, weak in her ecstasy, when Zane lifted her leg onto his shoulder and pressed himself up and hard. His big paws trembled on her body as badly as his kisses on her breasts, and when she opened her eyes, she saw with a flutter of her lashes that his eyes were shining with love. She put her arms around his neck and closed her mouth over his, and a jolt of happiness went through her with Zane kissed her tenderly back, when Roan put loving kisses on her neck.

After being fucked so lovingly, so slowly and so deeply by these two handsome and smiling wolves, Yuri fell asleep between them on her sleeping furs. They had held her afterwards, stroking her mane, kissing her, caressing her body with the backs of their fingers. And deliriously happy, Yuri had smiled, curled herself against Zane's neck, and after muttering a few words, she fell asleep.

"Did you hear that?" Roan said, giving a sleeping Yuri an affectionate kiss on the cheek. "She said she loved us."

Zane -- against whose neck Yuri was happily snuggled -- smiled down at the shapely wolf whose bluish-silver fur expelled a delicious perfume against his nostrils. "Yeah, I guess she did."

Zane kissed Yuri's cheek as well. The two brothers tucked her into her sleeping furs, but instead of going back to their posts, they snuggled in either side of Yuri under the covers. Lying there with Yuri pressed against him and Roan lovingly stroking her mane, Zane finally accepted that Yuri could only love him like a brother and now . . . . he was male enough to respect that.

"She looks so cute in her sleep," Roan said with a sigh. "She always did."

"I know. She's so . . . beautiful."

They both looked down and saw that Yuri's lips were spreading slowly in a smile. She playfully opened one eye and said, "I heard that!"

"Hey," Roan returned, "you were supposed to be asleep!" and Zane's silver cheeks blushed crimson.

"Didn't you two already fall for that once?" Yuri teased, cocking an eyebrow.

In retaliation, the brothers leaned down and each kissed Yuri's cheeks. Yuri giggled as they smashed her cheeks together on either side -- but her giggling abruptly stopped and her sable eyes flew wide in her horror. The brothers pulled back and followed her gaze: Zaldon was standing over them, his massive arms folded, glowering.