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"I'm sorry, sir, the inn is completely full."

"I'm begging you!" I cried. "There's a storm outside, let me stay here!"

"I'm really sorry, but you have to leave."

"I can sleep on the floor, anywhere, please. You can't be so cruel."

"I'd love to help you, believe me, but I'd get in trouble. Boss's rules."

The innkeeper was an overweight boar with a scarred face that in any other context I'd think he wanted to kill me, but to be fair, he had been very kind. Which didn't mean that, in the long run, he wanted to kill me throwing me out with a storm like this."

"I have money!" I kept trying. "Let me sleep anywhere, I'll pay as if it was the most expensive room!"

"Sir, please don't make me call the guard."

I was about to burst into tears. I was counting on this inn, there was no other shelter for kilometers around. If I went back to the storm, I was sure I would die.

"Hey you, the wolf," a deep voice suddenly spoke behind me.

I turned to see a huge tiger wrapped in an equally huge jacket that looked down at me from his height as if he was looking at a disgusting bug. I took a step back.

"I could let you stay in my room," he said. "If you're willing to pay."

I froze for a moment. I looked at the innkeeper, who just shrugged. This guy was scary, but he was my salvation, my only salvation.

"Sure," I said. "I have money."

"Come with me," he said in a much gentler tone. "You're soaked."

I nodded and followed the tiger upstairs to the second floor of the inn, trying to wet as little as possible. He stopped in front of a door, inserted the key and we entered. The room was small and there was only one bed, which meant that I'd have to sleep on the floor, but it wasn't time to be picky: it was this or the storm. The tiger took off his jacket, revealing a tight tank top that did nothing to hide his huge pecs and a modest belly. His arms were equally gigantic. I kept looking at him like an idiot.

"Garrek," he said suddenly, reaching out his hand.

"Eh?"

"My name is Garrek."

"Oh, ah," I said, stunned, shaking his hand. "Sorry. I am Holtz."

"Holtz the wolf, I'll remember it. I met a Holtz a long time ago."

"Really? It's not a very common name."

"Well, he wasn't very common, either," he laughed. "He was a mandrill. It was the only time that-" He went silent. "Forget it, I don't think you want to hear about it. Come on, get those wet clothes off and dry yourself."

"I just... I don't have any more clothes. The storm took me by surprise, I was planning on getting to my cousin's today but-"

"By tomorrow morning your clothes will be almost dry. You can wear anything of mine for now."

"It'll be too big," I said, and we both laughed. "But thanks a lot."

"I'd tell you to go down for a few beers, but you better dry yourself and change your clothes. I'll see if I can bring up some to the room."

"It's not necessary, Garrek, don't worry."

"Of course it's necessary. Everything is better with beer. I'll be right back."

That said, he went out the door and I was left alone in the room. I really was lucky. From being on death row, out of nowhere comes a guy that saves my life, who also happens to sexy as fuck. But I was better not raising false hopes. I took off my wet clothes and began to dry myself. My fur is quite thick, so it wasn't an easy task. I still wasn't finished when Garrek returned.

"That stubborn boar didn't want to let me bring the beers here, but I convinced him," he said.

"How?" I asked, trying my best to hide my nudity with the towel.

"I asked him where he wanted his next scar."

I let out a rather forced laugh.

"It's a joke," he said immediately, "he didn't give me any trouble."

Now it was he who laughed, obviously at me.

"Well, Holtz, Now's the time," he said solemnly, "for the beer!"

Only then did I see that he had brought a huge barrel and was pouring some of its golden contents into two mugs. When they were full he offered one to me. "Cheers!"

We raised our jugs and drank. I wasn't done tasting the first sip and Garrek had already finished his beer.

"Ah!" he exclaimed. "I needed this!"

He poured himself a second beer and sat on the edge of the single bed, pointing at the chair next to him. I sat and we kept drinking, in his case at an incredible speed, as we talked and laughed. Despite his rough appearance, Garrek was incredibly talkative and funny, especially under the influence of alcohol. At one point the conversation inevitably turned to our sexual conquests.

"To be honest, Holtz," Garrek said, "I've never had good experiences with tigresses. They are extremely fussy. The last one did this to me." He lifted his tank top, showing an ugly scar crossing from his left breast to his navel. "Since that time I've been one hundred percent interspecific," he said, guzzling even more beer.

"Well," I said, "she-wolves aren't that complicated, in my experience."

"Neither in mine," he said, and we both laughed.

"Sometimes they don't like the... tying part..." I continued. But you can always talk about that earlier.

"Heh, I forgot you wolves had that problem," he said with a laugh. "I've always wondered... what does it feel like."

"It's hard to describe it, really. And most females of other species don't like it at all. But among wolves we understand each other."

"Hey Holtz, tell me one thing."

"Yes?"

"Is it true that wolves howl during orgasm?"

"Sometimes... when sex is really good ..."

"Then I don't know if I'm that bad at fucking or what, because I've never made one howl."

"Well, females usually don't."

"It hasn't worked with males either."

"Ah?" I said, surprised.

"What? Did you really think I'd never fucked a male?"

"I... didn't expect it from you."

"Hah, it's obvious you don't know me. What about you? Have you ever fucked a guy?"

I choked on the beer and started coughing really bad. Garrek stood up quickly and began patting me on the back, until finally it stopped. The towel that I had had in my lap all this time moved slightly, making obvious the erection I had since the conversation started turning hot.

"Gods, it was that good?" He laughed. I couldn't help notice that he was clearly looking at my tent.

"No, I've never-" I stared at the floor. The truth was, I had never fucked a male. But I was fucked by one. A long, long time ago, and it was the best sex of my life. It was only once, and since then I've secretly wished to be once again fucked to unconsciousness by a huge manly brute, but I've never wanted to admit it.

"Look, Holtz, I have a proposal for you. I like you, so if you dislike the idea, we'll pretend I never said anything, you'll give the money you owe me for letting you sleep in my room, we'll go to sleep and tomorrow we'll each go his own way. So don't feel obligated, okay?"

"What... what kind of proposal?" I said anxiously, without looking up.

"I'm going to be very frank. I've seen how you look at me. I can tell that you want me."

"I-"

"Don't interrupt me," he said cuttingly. "I haven't had sex in a long, long time, and I really need to fuck. Help me with that, and I won't charge you for letting you sleep here. I know deep down you want it. And well, even if you don't, I suppose you could do it anyway and use that money on something more interesting, it's not that terrible. It's up to you."

Just then I looked up. He was looking directly at my eyes. My stare went slightly downward, toward his pecs, towards his arms, towards his belly, towards his bulge... And then I practically threw myself over him and started unbuttoning his pants.

"I suppose that's a yes," Garrek laughed.

I searched inside his underwear until I found a beautiful, slightly hard pink cock, and I didn't hesitate to put it in my mouth. The taste was sour but not unpleasant. I started to suck it as if my life depended on it. Which, in a way, was not so far from reality.

"Wow," the tiger said. "Voracious."

I kept sucking and felt his dick hardening inside my mouth. It was like the world was just my muzzle and his member. I felt his hands on my head, and he began caressing me softly. It was weird to feel such a gentle gesture from such a burly guy, especially at a time like this, but I wasn't going to complain. Suddenly he pushed my head away and I had to let his cock go.

"Not so fast," he said. "Let's enjoy this."

He stood up and invited me to do the same. My towel finished falling to the floor. We were both completely erect. My knot had already formed at the base of my cock and I noticed Garrek staring at it with curious look. He took off his tight shirt and finally let me see his beautiful chest, marked by the diagonal scar. I moved closer to him and began to caress his chest, feeling the firm muscles of his pecs under the slight layer of fat. Then he took my snout, lifted it... and he kissed me. I could sense the taste of beer. His tongue was rough, and I felt it exploring all the corners of my mouth, while mine timidly entered for the first time inside the mouth of another male.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, but suddenly I found myself kissing his right nipple while he stroked my back. My tongue slowly traveled through his pec until I found his armpit, to which he responded by raising his arm, leaving the road clear. It had a deep, earthy, manly smell, and the taste was equally intoxicating. I licked it slowly as I took a deep breath, taking all its essence. I knelt down and came across his member once again. The smell there was even better than his armpit. I held his testicles and started to play with them, squeezing them softly with my hand while I kept licking the base of his penis. My other hand moved around his hips and began fondling his ass. I approached his crack and put a finger right over his hole.

"Not there," he said.

I stopped and looked at him. He was panting, and sweat had begun to accumulate on his fur. He was looking at me.

"Just... just keep going, will you?" He finally said. "But that's forbidden."

I licked his cock again and both his buttocks with my hands, squeezing them. I looked at him again, and he nodded. I put the red rod in my mouth and began to suck its head, while massaging his butt with circular motions.

"Oh... oh..."

He put his two hands behind my head and pulled me towards his body, shoving his whole cock inside my mouth. Then he started to pounce on me like he was fucking my muzzle. I stood still, after all, it was Garrek who was in control now. I just kept sucking.

"You wolves... have... the best... tongue... if the world," he said between thrusts.

He kept that up for some good time until suddenly he stopped, taking out his dick and letting me breathe some fresh air

"Do you want to move on to the next part?" he told me. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

I nodded.

"If you want me to stop at any moment, tell me right away. I don't want to hurt you." He bent down and kissed me again, but it was a short kiss, just a few seconds. "Let's go, to the bed."

He helped me to my feet and he quickly took off his boots and pants, getting as naked as I was. I looked at him in wonder. I hadn't really noticed it, but his fur was beautiful, healthy and shiny. He looked like a striped god. And he was there, naked in front of me.

"Get on all fours," he said. "I want to mount you like a wolf, hehehe."

Like that one time, I thought, but didn't say anything and I complied. I laid on the bed like he told me to and I quickly felt Garrek lifting my tail and beginning to passionately lick my hole with his rough tongue. The feeling was incredible.

"Ah..." I moaned as he began pressing with his tongue.

Little by little he pushed his way through, lubricating my insides. He withdrew his tongue and replaced it with one thick finger, which entered with no problems, and then there were two. He started pulling those fingers in and out several times, and then licked me again. He stood up, and I heard him spit on his hands and spread his saliva down his cock. And the next thing I felt was his glans threatening to invade my hole.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah..." I said, barely audible.

Then he grabbed me by my hips and began to push in. It hurt. It wasn't as big as that other time, and Garrek was much gentler but.... it was so long ago...

"Shit!" I cried in pain.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No! Please continue! AAAAAAARRRGGG!!!"

Garrek continued until I felt his balls hit my butt. "The hard part is over," he announced. "I'm inside."

I was panting. The tiger gave me a few seconds of mercy to catch my breath, and then he backed up a few inches before pushing again. Little by little he began accelerating his rhythm, and the pain slowly faded, becoming an immense pleasure. Garrek reached a steady pace and started thrusting like a beast.

"You like it?" said Garrek.

"Yeah..."

"Are you still a wolf, Holtz, or are you my little bitch now?"

"No... no... I'm a wolf."

"Are you sure, Holtz?" He said as the speed of the thrusts increased. "A male wolf?"

"A male wolf."

"And how come I'm mounting you like a bitch?"

"I'm not a bitch," I said. "I am a male wolf, an absolutely male wolf, who just happens to love having a tiger cock in his ass. That's all."

"Gee," said Garrek, pausing for a moment. "This is new. I like it."

He kept pounding harder and harder as we both panted. He lowered his body until his chest touched my back and he hugged me, without stopping at any moment, while gently nibbling my neck.

"I've heard rumors about male wolves," he said suddenly with a mysterious voice. "I've heard they howl if they have a good enough orgasm. Will you howl for me?"

"That depends on you," I said, smirking, and Garrek laughed.

"Then I'll do my best."

He pulled his dick out of my hole for the first time, and made me turn and lay on my back. He took my legs and put them over his shoulders, while lining up his weapon to resume the attack. This time he entered quickly and without resistance, and began to penetrate me in such a way that he massaged my prostate and made me squirm in pleasure. Suddenly he dropped my legs, lunged at me and kissed me, stroking my chest and pinching my nipples gently.

"I needed this," he said in my ear. "Any whore would've helped me sate my urges, but this... this is much better than a whore."

He stood up and kept ramming at me. I was overwhelmed with pleasure and moaned wildly. Garrek had started to grunt. It was a little scary, but also very sexy. Then he tremendously increased his speed, growling louder and louder, and suddenly I felt his cock explode, flooding my insides with feline semen. He began slowing down while my rectum overflowed and began to gushing out cum around his cock.

"Oh gods," Garrek gasped, breathing heavily. "I knew I had to... let you stay... with... me... oh... oh..."

He slumped down over me with all his weight, making his dick finally come out of my ass and letting all his seed run down over the sheets. I stood still, trying to analyze what had just happened. And then, I heard snoring next to my ear. He had fallen asleep! Wow...

It was incredible, but I desperately needed to cum. I tried to slide to the side until I freed myself from the tiger's weight, and I started jacking off. Then Garrek stood up abruptly.

"STOP!!" he shouted, startling me.

"What's the problem?" I asked, confused.

"Don't do that! I have to... I have to make you... howl...

"Eh? Oh, Garrek, don't worry about it, it was the best sex of my life. Just go to sleep."

"Not until you howl."

He got up and suddenly he was between my legs licking my cock from the glans to the knot. Wow, it was surreal, having that huge tiger doing that to me. His tongue moved between my dick, my balls and my hole that was still dripping his own cum. He remained there a good while, and then he kissed me. I could feel the sour taste of his cum. Pleasure was too much, I was on the brink of orgasm. But then he stopped.

"Holtz..." he whispered. "I want... I want you to mount me."

"What?!"

"I want to know what it feels like to be tied..."

"But you said... you said that was forbidden..." I said, confused.

"I'll make an exception for you. Please, Holtz."

"Okay," I said, still not believing what I was hearing. "If that's what you want."

"Do it Holtz, please," he begged, getting on all fours on the bed and opening his legs. "Fuck me."

"It's going to hurt," I warned him.

"I don't care, do it. I want to feel you inside me. Don't worry about the pain, just do it. Fuck me as hard as you can."

"Eh... okay..."

This was getting too strange. But to be honest, the idea of breaking that little tiger's cute "forbidden" butt was extremely tempting. So I stopped mulling about it and just went to work. I stood behind him and saw his muscular striped back and his ass at my disposal, and it almost made me laugh. I lined my dick with his hole and pushed in, and surprisingly, it was not as tight as I'd expected. I pushed it all the way without problems, leaving only the knot outside, and I began to thrust.

"Bite me," said Garrek.

I obeyed and bit him on the neck gently.

"Stronger!"

I pressed until I tasted blood. Garrek screamed, but he didn't tell me to stop, so I didn't. I squeezed his pecs with my hands as I kept ramming against his ass.

"HOLTZ!!! FUCK ME!!!"

I increased my speed to my limit and felt my orgasm approaching. My knot entered Garrek's ass at the moment of maximum pleasure, and I howled.

"AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I howled. I howled like I had never howled before. I didn't care if everyone in the inn knew, I didn't care if everyone in the world knew. At that time it was just Garrek and me.

I don't remember having cummed so much in my entire life. And it was all there, inside this beautiful tiger's ass, trapped by my knot and unable to escape. Garrek collapsed on the bed, and I fell on top of him. Then I saw the tears.

"Why... are you crying?"

"Holtz... don't you see?" he said, smiling. "At last I could make a wolf howl."

I smiled, and I hugged him. The night was just beginning.