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It wasn't often that something truly interesting happened around Tau's village. Smallish group of wolves - five or six families, maybe - living together in a single pack in the northern snowy woods; how could it? Usually a tree had fallen, or a chunk of ice further up-river had dislodged, or someone had had a hunting accident and came back with an arrow lodged in their thigh, but never something like what he woke up to this morning.

The familiar sharp chill of the midmorning air sank into the skin beneath his fur as he got dressed, as he strung his bow over his back, crossed the simple lodge for a bucket to get water from the river, and then stepped outside to feel that chill turn into a stronger, more forceful bite beneath the wind. Of course, the first thing that caught the wolf's attention was the cluster of people over in the center of town, right up by the lightning-stripped tree that the pack used as a gathering place.

Part of him considered going over to see exactly what was going on, but the dry scratching thirst at the back of his throat took priority over curiosity... and over the interest aroused by the faint scent carried on the air as he passed by. It was enough to interrupt his stride, to cause his ears to flick back towards the tree and his tail to twitch: a kind of dry, musky scent, heavy, cloying, and almost unidentifiable. Almost as if it were a mixture of several other scents. When Tau glanced over, though, he couldn't see past everyone else gathered, so he just told himself he would come back later when things had cleared up.

Besides, if it was important, someone would have told him.

Still, though, that scent lingered on his mind the rest of the way to the river, hidden behind an expanse of scattered, snow-heavy trees east of the cluster of tents and huts. Something so familiar but so unique, something that remained at the forefront of his thoughts and pushed everything else back, and also... also caused an odd stirring between his legs, in his sheath hidden beneath the thick cloth-and-hide garment.

So he just remained there for a moment, kneeling down by the river - he'd had to knock a rock against the surface ice a few times to get to the flowing water underneath - with one knee settled into the soft snow, his ears half-folded back, and his paw resting on the rim of the bucket beside him. Now that he thought about it, that tease of a scent he'd picked up did remind him of something that would make sense for him to have this particular bodily reaction to. Half-consciously, his paw drifted over from the bucket to his lower belly, and slid down underneath that same cloth-and-hide for his thumb to brush against the furred lip of his sheath, deliciously warm against the cold of the world.

This pack of his was remarkably open with personal matters - or at least, in comparison to where Tau had come from, it was. He'd thought that all wild wolves followed the same general principles: to put it simply, one dominant breeding pair with everyone else doing their best to serve the community. That's how it had been for him in the past. And then, he comes here, meets the families... and learns that instead of an alpha pair, there was an alpha trio. Two males and a female, and nobody found that unusual or odd.

Sometimes he could hear the three of them enjoying each others' presences, in the otherwise still and silent ever-winter nights. Admittedly, on a few occasions Tau had perked an ear to listen more closely, and found himself doing then the same thing that he did now, with a thumb and pair of fingers squeezing the end of his sheath, rolling the soft skin back and forth over his slowly-growing length inside...

As it would turn out, that alpha trio wanted to avoid the other wolves feeling left-out, and every now and then held a bit of an exhibition at the center tree. As the newest of-age member of the pack, the first time it happened, Tau found himself quickly dragged out to the front, stripped, and then bent over the female. Natural instincts told him what to do, in his lack of experience and knowledge, and - gods, he enjoyed it.

Then, he'd opened his eyes in response to a stirring of the air in front of him, and looked straight forward at a plump sack and sheath soon to be pressed against his nose. He remembered looking up at the alpha, unsure of what to do while he continued to pound into the female: a firm paw on the back of his head directed him to close the distance and bury his tongue in that sheath just as he buried his length beneath the female's tail.

How could he disobey the alphas? And then, as if he hadn't thought that that would make for enough of a first time, somewhere along the way the other male lifted his_tail, and started to grind up against him... hot, sharp discomfort mixed with a deeper kind of pleasure, reverberating out through him with each thrust. Needless to say, he'd been _quite sore that night, with thrumming pain beneath his tail and in the back of his throat, but - also very satisfied.

If a little bit... smelly. After all, this was a wolf pack, and the alphas did have to show their dominance. After the three of them had finished up there, a load dripping from either end of him, they had had Tau kneel down with his back against the tree, tilt his head back, open his muzzle, and...

His ears perked straight up, and he slid his paw back out of his pants. What he'd smelled on the air just early had been similar to what he himself smelled like after that introduction_ceremony, sharp taste of three different marks dripping from his lips, soaking into his fur, warming his belly, right after something else had filled him. Nobody had told him that was happening _again today.

Once realizing it, and also ignoring the very-present throbbing underneath his pants, Tau quickly made his way back through the trees toward town. He couldn't remember someone else joining the pack, but even still: when it had happened to him, the rest of the village had been invited to participate, one after another having their turns on and under the alphas, with enough time in between for them to catch their breath and quench their thirsts.

Honestly, he'd been a bit jealous of the wolf that had had his turn last. The female alpha had pushed him down between her thighs, her fur thick, matted, oozing with so many loads, for him to clean up. Tau raised the bucket to his lips, briefly spluttered when a misstep splashed the cold water across his muzzle, and then downed a few swallows. If things went well, maybe he'd be able to fill his stomach with more than just water today.

The crowd was the first thing that caught his attention between the houses once he came back within range of the village, and only then did his nose tickle with the scent again. It just brought him in closer, footpaws crunching along the snow and water continuing to slosh back and forth in the bucket under his arm. Every time it splashed up into his fur, it sent a cold shock through him, so before getting there with everyone else, Tau tilted his head back and finished off the rest of it in a few good gulps. When he next exhaled, he could feel the chill of his own breath; that was one thirst satisfied.

Beneath everything else, though, the mixed scents of sex and cum and musk and piss, there was another one he didn't recognize. The crowd had thinned somewhat since he had first left his home this morning, now with only a sizeable handful still around... and all had forgone most of their clothes at their feet or pushed off to the side, smooth-furred bodies rubbing close together or standing on their own, red-fleshed shafts bright against the white snow - how could he have _missed_this earlier?

"Tau."

The voice caused his ears to perk again, and he spent a few seconds glancing around for its source. Then, his eyes settled on the familiar sleek form of the female alpha, sitting atop a large boulder with her legs crossed in front of her serving as her only modesty, fur as white as the snow and clouds broken only by grey lines of shadow and the fresh pink of her nipples, on each breast and then a few more down along her flat belly. She looked fairly tired, as she usually did when she went out nude in public, and also satisfied, which followed the same trend.

Tau swallowed, licked his lips, stood up a little straighter. Whenever he felt those sunshine-orange eyes on him, something in him just - made him want to listen and obey. "Yes, ma'am?"

The alpha chewed idly on one of her claws, every now and then moving her paw away to look. From here, Tau could see that over by the stripped tree there was someone tied to the post they'd driven into the ground, but couldn't quite recognize who over the wolf bent over them, hips churning forward and back. Even from here, he could hear the muted sounds of hips slamming against rump.

She pointed over that way with her thumb. "Why don't you go take your turn, dear?"

"I..." Tau swallowed, and glanced over again - at just the right time to see that wolf pound in one last time and remain there, tail raised and entire body heaving with heavy breaths. Also from here, he could see the powerful throbs reverberating through his body and along the back of his heavy sack. Whoever it was that he'd just emptied himself into didn't look much like another wolf, actually: the tail, flicking around and curling up that wolf's leg, was too long, too thin. "_My_turn?"

"Yes." She wiped her claw off on her thigh, and then unfolded her legs... and leaned back a little bit, bracing both paws on the backside of the boulder. The snow atop the rock right between her legs had melted with her body heat. "That one looks like he's just finishing up. I would have called you over earlier, but you were still asleep... just wouldn't be right if my favorite beta didn't have a chance at our prey, right?"

Favorite... beta? Before he really knew what he was doing, Tau had dropped the bucket into the snow at his feet and started fiddling with his clothing, not even caring about the cool wind that had started to pick up again. Not like he could feel it too much, after getting used to it. That was the thing about a winter pelt that never really went away: it held in heat about as well as it did moisture.

"Yeah. Yes - yes, ma'am." Tau bowed his head for a moment, then got right back to undressing. His clothing dropped to the snow at his feet with a gentle rustle; could have saved time just leaving his lodge naked this morning. The alpha settled her eyes on him for a moment once he'd finished, the warmth of her gaze yet again sending a gentle shiver down his back. You had to get used to that sort of thing in this pack, where public sex exhibitions took place at least twice a month...

...and one of which he was about to get into again. As he started to weave his way around the people that remained, one of his ears flicked back to catch a small snatch of her smooth voice - "just hope he didn't tie the thing-" before he finally came far enough around to see just what this so-called 'prey' could be.

The wolf that had just had his turn, and now slid slowly out of the pre, glanced up at Tau for a moment and gave a wide, sharp-fanged grin. He had his paws around both hind legs of the snow leopard, feral, that was tied to that post, long tail flicking around and ears folded back. It - male: the other wolf scooted back a bit, still keeping hold of the leopard's legs, and brought into view a pair of smallish, thick-furred balls beneath the feral's tailhole, already stretched wide, pink, and oozing smooth whitish seed - looked up towards the approaching wolf, moss-green eyes wide. For a second, there was nothing but wonder and _something_else on that face, muzzle held tightly shut by a rope bound around its jaws, before it tried to give a weak growl.

"We were wondering when you'd show up, Tau," that other wolf said, his teeth glimmering yellow-white against the bright snow all around. Still kneeling - and with his thick red shaft still out of his sheath, twitching and dripping, knot swollen against supple skin and fur - he directed the leopard's hind end towards Tau and kept those legs spread. "Why don't you have a go? Five or six of us have already got him nice and warmed up, stretched out... you could bury your knot in him and tug it right back out, no problem. I did. And then did it again, and again, and again..."

The closer he came, the stronger Tau could pick up the mixed scent hovering off of this snow leopard. Just as he'd expected, there were the half-familiar smells of several males around the village, streaked across the cat's hindquarters, dripping down the back of that sack, pooled in the snow beneath him - as well as fresh, rich yellow, stained into the otherwise smoky-white fur of its haunches, the underside of its tail, the back of its sack, the top of its muzzle. His nose twitched and wrinkled with the odor of so many marks stacked on top of one another, but - gods, if it didn't just strengthen the stirring in his sheath. He could feel his shaft slowly grow out of the soft skin, and idly lowered his paw back down to help work it out.

"Hasn't had a break since the hunters brought him back this morning. One after another after another, filling him up, emptying inside and onto him... she-" and the other wolf nodded his head over to where the alpha sat, "-even had the courage to drop to all fours and hike her tail. Hunters were nearby in case he decided to use those claws of his, but he... he actually didn't look like he knew what to do."

Tau could feel the tension in the muscles of the leopard's legs, then, when he closed his paws around them and pulled it away from the other wolf. This close, his whiskers continually twitched and flicked all on their own with the scent: directly in front of him, the cat's stretched tailhole clenched and pulsed, again and again, each time dripping out a little bit more of whoever's frothy cum. Tau closed the distance, touched his nose to the base of the leopard's tail, pulled in a slow breath - he could pick out the scents of four different males just from that, on top of that same unfamiliar scent that must have belonged to this leopard - and then curled his tongue up around one of those balls.

"When they tied him up, he was all - growling, and hissing. Leopard things. Tail going when the first one took him, but he made no effort to get away, and next thing you know, he's got his rear held up into the air with his own cock twitching and spurting underneath him... you ever met prey that enjoyed being caught? Well - when the alpha raised her tail for him, you could see he was interested, but it was like he was scared. Nose twitching, tail flicking, little barbed cock twitching. But he didn't move."

Of course, the taste went with the scent: cool and heady mustiness mixed with sharp, bitter, salty piss, soaked deep into the thick fur. Tau moved one of his paws up along the leopard's backside to rub the pad of his thumb against its stretched tailhole, and - met absolutely no resistance there: with the slightest of pressure, he sank in up to the knuckle, a wet squish directing his ears forward. More of the mess that had just been left under that tail oozed out and down the leopard's back, for him to lap off on his way up.

"And... well. By now, you know how she can get if you keep her waiting. She actually ended up pushing him over onto his back, holding his little legs down, and _riding_him into the snow. There's no way that could feel good, I thought, with those barbs and... well. You can see, feral leopards, there's... not much there. But, sure enough - she was panting and moaning like she does, fingers down working at herself, hips grinding on this poor cat. That was actually the _first_soaking of his bellyfur, and then once she'd finished up and got off of him, she stood above him and gave him his second."

Every time he pushed his thumb in, he could feel the leopard's muscles clench up around him. Not like it did much at all, after so much abuse: once the wolf had cleaned off this leopard's sack as much as he could with a tongue and pair of lips, having taken all of those tastes into his own maw, he moved up and pursed hips lips against the ridged flesh of the rim of its tailhole, sliding his thumb out as he did so. The fur all along its length was matted down, slick with everyone else.

Beside him, the other wolf sat back on his haunches and spread his legs out over the snow. Tau half-opened his eyes and looked over: his knot still remained at its full girth, and now, that wolf ran his paw slowly over his length while Tau churned his tongue beneath the leopard's tail, mixing his saliva to the stick stickiness that had been emptied into it over and over again. On the other side of the prey, the crowd had started to gather around again with the new participant: all familiar faces, some he would call friends, some he still hadn't learned the names of. But, this had happened often enough that Tau felt no shame in what he was doing - he tightened his lips and suckled gently, drawing out the load of this wolf that sat beside him, and swallowed it down - and instead actually enjoyed the audience.

He certainly had when the alphas had had their time with him, at least.

"This is actually - actually my second time going. Ferals have a tightness like you wouldn't believe, and this one's remarkably well-behaved... not like I have to tell you that. What other prey have we caught that let you bury your tongue under its tail? Huh?"

There really was_no difficulty in getting deep into the leopard, even with Tau keeping his tongue as broad as he could. The warm, sticky slickness that had gathered and dripped off its backside was only even more concentrated _inside of it, as he'd expected... and here, it maintained the same intense warmth that he'd felt emanating off of it when he'd first touched his nose up against stretched, used flesh. All of the cum clinging to his tongue and back of his throat once he moved back again actually made it a bit difficult to swallow. Breath hot on heavy with scent, Tau dragged the flat of his tongue up over the leopard's tailhole one more time, and then rose to his knees with both paws on its soaked haunches.

"...Well, I mean, there was_that one feral wolf. But, the alphas claimed _him for themselves. Thoroughly, too: used him every morning, afternoon, and evening, to the point where you could smell it halfway across the forest. That was actually why they had to get rid of him, I think... wouldn't let anyone else use him, but - you could really hear them enjoying him, some nights. Sometimes I think they're loud on purpose..."

My favorite beta. That feral wolf... one evening, Tau had been brought into the alphas' lodge, and was told to strip naked and get down on all fours. Of course he'd expected to have the female spread her legs in front of him, or have one (or both) of the males settle their sheaths against his nose, but - instead, he'd heard animalistic panting, felt a wide tongue under his tail, and then had about eighty pounds of feral wolf

Tau sucked in a breath as soon as he could feel the warm wetness of the leopard's rump against the tip of his cock, the muscles again giving no resistance against his entry. Smooth, slick pressure, easy for him to sink up into - and honestly, it felt more like a wide tongue wrapping around his shaft than a tailhole. It still made him shiver, still made his ears splay out and his jaw hang open, and then the feeling of pressing his sheath up against the leopard's tailhole, pressing deeper into it and working himself out at the same time... a few thrusts, a few churns of his hips, and then he had his entire length buried in the feral, slight bulge of his as-of-yet unswollen knot already past the once-tight ring of flesh. Finally, he let out that breath.

The other wolf continued on, but - by now, Tau had tuned out. He had least been right in saying that this feral leopard really did seem to enjoy his little predicament: as he thrust his hips forward and back, wasting no time in getting up to the speed he desired, it almost felt like the cat dug its hindpaws into the snow to press back against him, to bring him deeper into it. With each thrust deeper than his thumb or tongue could reach, the feeling of so many males before him kept his length warm and lubed, and he could actually feel it start to soak into his fur and drip down his thigh, only adding to the noise of each thrust.

This time when he opened his eyes, he looked around to see all of the other wolves that had gathered: almost all of them naked and - enjoying the show. Tau bent further over the snow leopard as he pounded at him, hips slapping against the slightly-smaller leopard's rump and sack swinging underneath him as he did; like this with his chest against the cat's back and muzzle bent down near its head, he could smell the others' marks in the thick fur, salty and sour and sharp, and - he loved it.

Of course he'd want to add his own scent to that mix, too. After all, he hadn't had a chance to empty his bladder since waking up for his morning release, and there was that bucket of water he'd downed, too. In fact, the harder he pounded into the leopard, the more he could feel the growing pressure in his lower abdomen on top of the sharper pleasure from this warm flesh squeezing around him, base to tip, tightening just slightly in response to the gradual throbbing growth of his knot.

He wouldn't have minded too much if one of the wolves watching came over and raised his tail into the air, to squeeze into him and regulate his speed; because he didn't have to spend any time going slow and stretching this feral out, he went fast and hard from the start, and as a result could already feel the small electric pulses along his shaft, the little muscle twitches in the backs of his legs that just made him thrust harder.

Underneath him the leopard remained in place, forelegs out with large paws pressed into disturbed snow, its bound muzzle half-tilted away and eyes closed. Every thrust beneath its tail forced a small puff of hot breath out of its nose, wisping up in the cold air and then dissipating; Tau actually had to hold himself back from parting his lips and digging his fangs into its shoulder, since he didn't want to be the one that did aggravate the prey.

Eyes closed again, mouth half-open, his own breaths puffing out in growling, unsteady pants, the wolf grit his teeth together, adjusted his stance, and pistoned his hips down against the leopard, bringing himself closer and closer to his peak. Each thrust still brought a slick, wet sound on top of the muffled contact of hips to rump, and now, the snow leopard's tail started to wrap around _his_body as well, again as if to bring him as deep as possible-

-and then, the familiar bright wave of climax, a rattling moan in his throat, and throb, throb, throb with each spurt of cum deep into the snow leopard, Tau's knot swelling up and supposedly locking him in place... only for him to tilt his hips back, pop his length partially out, and then squeeze back in, milking himself for the last of what he had to give.

Panting, he had to tug his claws one by one out of the skin and flesh of the snow leopard's haunches. Another glance around showed to him that the other wolves had indeed enjoyed the show, and when he looked over at the one who'd gone before him - he was leaning back against the tree, eyes half-closed and paw moving swiftly along his own length. Yet again, he gave Tau a grin when their eyes met.

"See?" the other wolf breathed. His pink tongue flicked out over his lips. "Doesn't seem like anyone else wants to go right this instant, so... you might be able to just stay in and start up again when you feel like it..."

Tau had started to focus on something else, however, He'd straightened up a little bit but remained leaned over, and still tugged back on the leopard's legs to keep himself hilted under its tail: like this, that pressure on his bladder felt the strongest, and if he closed his eyes, swallowed, and gently breathed out...

...then the relief started, too, weak at first but quickly growing to full force. His wet heat quickly filled the leopard up and started to course down both its fur as well as his, and the wolf gently churned his lips as he continued to empty his bladder into it, the tingling liquid just causing another wave of sweet pleasure to ripple out through him. There wouldn't be much of it, considering how he'd just woken up earlier and how he hadn't drank much, and - upon tugging his knot out one more time, his rich golden mark splashed out of the feral's abused rear and flowed down over his cock, just as it still coursed out into him. He pulled out to his tip, remained there for a moment, then slid back in, pushed, tied... and let a quiet moan slide out of his lips with the last of that relief.

What a way to start the day. Tau finally looked back down, and saw the small red flesh behind his knot, just half-visible between the leopard's tailhole and his own sheath; he saw the considerable pool that had gathered beneath the two of them, having melted through the snow; he saw the similar rich yellow stain in his own fur, dripping down along his legs, soaking against his skin. Just the scent that tickled at his nose let him know that he hadn't been the first one to leave his mark _inside_the prey instead of onto it.

With that done... the wolf sucked in another breath, braced himself, and slid out once more, watching the flow of his piss out of the leopard's stretched tailhole and into the already-melted snow below. Now he could finally get a chance to really_do what he needed, like gather more water, and wash his clothes now that they'd had time to rest in the snow over by the alpha, and bathe himself- though it's not like he _didn't enjoy smelling like the rest of the pack.

Until that first time with the three of them, the thought had never once entered his mind to part his lips and close his eyes for a plump sheath and full bladder above him. And, yet, see where he was now, his still-hard cock twitching and throbbing with the scent of his own piss and who knows how many others, still dripping down out of the prey's rear. Hopefully it would remain tied up here for a while: sometimes Tau had trouble getting to sleep, and he was of the personality that shuddered at the thought of waking someone else up for that...

"Tau."

Once more, his ears perked upright at the smooth voice drawing him out of his thoughts: it was the alpha from before. He couldn't turn to look over at her, so instead, he turned his ears in that direction.

"I want you to go again when you can, okay? Go slow, but still powerful. I wanna see you make this prey enjoy his place underneath a predator."

He swallowed before speaking, and then had to do so again - throat was dry. Maybe he could borrow a drink from one of these wolves standing around. "Yes, ma'am."

Tau could no longer feel the cold chill of the wind on his back, or of the snow against his knees. Still panting, he looked over to the wolf beside him, nodded upwards once, licked his lips - and then held his muzzle open, as that wolf stood up and held his length out in front of him.

Again: what a way to start the day. Perhaps he could put off his bath for a while longer.