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Well, what with it being the week between holidays here in the U.S., I got nothing, again. I'm sure you lot will get over it.

Jeremy opened the door to the gym finding it empty of other hotel guests. He started on his old workout routine from when he had worked as a trainer. It was a little easier than he'd anticipated, his continued efforts from when he'd trained with the lizards of Chile had made him even fitter. Once his body had slid into his routine his mind returned to puzzling over PATOMES.

Instead of trying again to crack the code inside the commands structure he focused on the commands themselves. He'd managed to alter many of them and was considering a few more changes. Since he had altered and shortened many of the command paths, he thought he should also be able to build some new commands. This would not be the best time, he'd need to be able to focus his full attention on the task. For the moment he simply went through the pathways looking for ways to improve them.

Before he knew it Jeremy had gone for a bit longer than normal. No one had come in to disturb him so almost two straight hours of pushing himself had passed. Stepping off the last machine he only glanced at himself in the wall mirror. He'd taken his shirt off and was in just his shorts so he could again see just how fit and lean he'd become. Remembering how he'd looked just before going to Chile he smiled at the changes the kind of training he'd endured at the hands of the lizards had done for him.

Jeremy felt he actually didn't look all that larger other than his exceptional height. He felt his body was well proportioned and yet he knew he was even stronger and fitter than when he'd left. He had to admit he didn't look capable of lifting two fully grown adults as he had at the beach. He'd have to ask Alex whether there was something different about dominants in regard to their strength the next time they spoke. Pulling his shirt on he left the small gym pleased with his performance.

Jeremy passed through the lobby on his way from the small gym the hotel boasted and noticed the weasel that had checked him in was still at the desk. He paused watching the female. She had acquired a stool from somewhere and was leaning forward with both elbows resting on the desk and looked tired to the point of barely keeping her head up.

She was aware enough to have noticed him stopping. Lifting her head slightly she smiled and waved at him. He returned the gesture and after a few more seconds continued toward his room. Once he was cleaned up he sat on the bed staring at the television. The weather forecast had made a turn for the worse. Just as the storm that had forced him to stop was winding down another was expected to come in on its heels.

Jeremy looked to be trapped for at least another day. Turning the set off he sat stating at the blank screen. With nothing to do he went back to the lobby and approached the desk. The weasel still looked tired as he came up to her but stood straight and even smiled as if it was the start of her shift.

"How can I help you, Sir."

Jeremy stopped at the desk pausing a second before asking "How long have you been at the desk?"

She obviously tried to avoid it but he could see her shoulders slump just a bit. "Oh no, I've only been on since six this morning. Its just with the last storm and another expected there are only two of us here."

He nodded. "Well, as bad as it sounds the overtime would be nice, I suppose."

Smiling she said "Yes, and the hotel is putting us up for free while the storm lasts. Beats trying to get around in the snow."

"Good, thats good. Anyway, I was going to ask if there's anywhere that sells books within walking distance."

"Oh, sure. The grocery across the freeway always has a small assortment. They'e probably still open too. Other than that the nearest real book store is five miles away."

Jeremy looked back from glancing out the front glass doors to see her eyes coming back up to meet his. It was clear she'd taken the opportunity to look him over. Suppressing a smile at the observation Jeremy thanked her and headed for the door. He had caught a whiff of her arousal again before turning from her. He was liking the performance of his coyote sense of smell.

If it hadn't been for the weather forecast predicting another storm he'd be on the road again. The sidewalks were still full of accumulated snow but the roadways were clear enough to drive on again. Crossing the overpass he slowed and watched the traffic. Cars were flowing almost as fast as normal, but then there were only about half the normal amount.

At the small grocery store Jeremy found a couple interesting looking books. He also bought a few snacks for later. Although he forgot to ask he anticipated the hotel restaurant might either close or have a greatly reduced staff. On the way back across the overpass he stopped at the sight to the west. Unlike only minutes before the clouds in the distance were darkening the sky.

Back in the hotel he saw a squirrel had joined Sheila behind the desk. As he passed through the lobby he could hear snippets of conversation. It was clear Sheila was giving her turnover to the squirrel. Jeremy kept glancing at them as he passed through the lobby and made eye contact with Sheila. The weasel even gave a slight smile in the brief instant they looked at each other.

Jeremy was sitting in a chair with his paws up on the mattress reading one of the books when he heard a light tapping on the door. Already in chapter three and becoming disappointed he set the book down and crossed to the door. Sheila stood in the hallway and looked up at him as the door opened.

"Hello, is everything all right?" She asked, her eyes on his bare chest. He had stripped down to just his shorts when he'd returned from his walk.

Jeremy stuttered "Un, yeah, everything's fine. So, are you off shift now? I mean are you here on hotel business?" His surprise and her slight scent of uncertainty mixed with that of arousal was making him feel like a fool.

Sheila smiled at him. "No. I'm on my own time." He wondered if she felt in control, he certainly felt the female was at the moment.

She cocked her head to the side and continued "Are you going to let me in, or will I end up spending the night alone?"

"Sorry." Jeremy said stepping back from the door. "You're not going to be in trouble if management finds out, are you?"

"No. What we do on our own time is our business." Sheila answered smiling up at him just inside the door. She took the initiative in closing it and leaned back against the door.

Jeremy stepped closer to the female. He could sense her arousal spike, along with her uncertainty. She was looking up at him expectantly. At less than chest high to him it was really no wonder she'd be a little intimidated by him. Jeremy reached out and lifted her chin a tiny bit more and leaned down to kiss her. She leaned in to the kiss and took a half step to close the distance between them.

Breaking the kiss she stepped back again and started "I've never done, I mean I've never had the opportunity to be with a dominant before. I hope I'm not being too forward. I just, well, my last relationship wasn't the best."

"Its all right." Jeremy interrupted her. Having to stop her from rambling on let him take control of the situation. Her mention of dominants made him wonder how often things like this were going to happen for just a moment. He led her to the bed and sat her on the edge of the mattress. His rational mind kept throwing up alarms at spending the night with another weasel. She looked up at him, her eyes exploring his taut belly and chest before meeting his own. His other mind told him to shut the hell up and enjoy the moment.

Jeremy smiled as he got to his knees looking her in the eyes. Without speaking he waited for her to unfasten her skirt. Part of his mind was still trying to focus on all the reasons this was a bad idea. His coyote sense of smell told him most of the warnings of her possibly being in the fertile part of her cycle unfounded. Even as she pushed her skirt down he could sense her even more. There was no reason to stop. Even the rational part of himself had turned to cheering him on. He was half hard already.

He leaned in and licked at her exposed sex. Knowing his head blocked her vision he adjusted himself in his shorts and focused on Sheila. He pushed about three inches of his tongue into her and felt her push back at him.

"Oh, my lord. I've never felt that from anyone's tongue before."

Jeremy was surprised to taste her fluids drenching his tongue already. Her sweet spot must be located almost on the surface. He probed along the slick fold and found her spot again. He felt her paws settle on his head for just a moment. He pulled his snout out and looking up at her said "No, don't hold back."

She practically grinned and reached over to his head and pushed him back between her legs. With both her paws on the top of his head she gave him all the encouragement to continue her meager strength could.

Jeremy had little experience to compare but even then, her spot was placed where the natural curve of males would miss their mark unless they took an unusual position. He avoided her feather spot for now and worked on building her back up. Her paws on him pushed at him trying to force him deeper, he was strong enough to resist. He plunged his tongue in deeper the more she tried to shove his muzzle into herself.

Six then eight inches of his tongue explored her depths. From the way she was squirming and pushing at his head it was driving her wild. His own cock was throbbing with his need but he kept at the female. Even avoiding her sweet spot Jeremy managed to get her to orgasm again.

Sheila pushed him back. "Thats," she panted "incredible. I've never had anyone do that for me before." she said as she pushed herself back on the bed.

Jeremy stood and started unbuttoning his fly. His cock was already straining against his shorts. He had himself free in no time.

Her eyes widened at the sight of his cock standing up in front of him. "Thats, oh my lord."

The lure of her reaction was too much, Jeremy couldn't resist glancing at himself. With a smirk he looked back at the female. She was staring at him mouth open and looking shocked. He waited for her reaction to wear off.

Blinking several times Sheila finally looked up to him and said "I'm not too sure I can handle something that size."

"No worries. I'm not the type to force myself on anyone."

She looked down at his length again and scooted up closer to him. "I can at least help by returning the favor." Sheila said with some playfulness in her tone. Taking him in both paws she slid up his length smiling as he thrust his hips forward. Her smile disappeared as she opened her mouth and licked his tip.

Her tongue lingered on him, slowly curving her small seeming tongue over his head. Smoothly taking him into her mouth she took several inches of him in even as her paws stroked him faster. She played her teeth over his tender skin, her tongue rolled around him and still her paws sped up. He was slowly thrusting into her now, gently as not to cause her to nip at him. He had his paws on her shoulders, he didn't trust himself to start forcing himself deeper without her consent.

Jeremy had half his length in her maw and her paws playing and kneading over the other half. He could feel the back of her throat closing around his tip. Jeremy thought it was a marvel that she wasn't choking on him. Her cheeks puffed out slightly from his thickness but she continued undeterred. It was amazing. Sheila had him cumming all too soon.

He gawked down at her as she took all of his issue without backing off of him. Even after he was finished she continued milking him. Her paws locked down over his thick base were insistent, she wouldn't let go of him until she deemed the job complete. Once she was satisfied she relaxed her grip to let him back away. Even then she held his length as he softened.

He was intrigued at her examination of him. She was sliding a thumb over the top of his shaft. He could feel his resurgence starting at the touch, although it was coming along slowly. She seemed fascinated by the fleshy chevrons filling the deep grove along the top of his shaft.

Sheila looked up at him and using her grip on his cock pulled him closer. "I want to try taking you. Just, go slow, okay? Just half that thing you have will fill me."

Jeremy climbed onto the bed slowly positioning himself over her. His cock wasn't yet hard enough to support his own weight and slid over her soft belly fur. Jeremy shifted his position up and back to slide his member through her fur. He watched Sheila as she looked down along her front watching his cock rub into her fur. He couldn't tell what her reaction was, their mingled scents already filled the room.

Her giggle at the sight of him finally lifting out of her fur gave him an indication of her mood. Shifting his weight to take himself in a paw he guided himself to her entrance. Watching her as her mood sobered Jeremy slowly thrust into her. With four inches of his cock buried in her she leaned her head back and moaned. He pulled out slightly and inched back in slowly.

Sheila responded by pushing her hips up at him, taking more of his length. He thrust in and backed out slowly, starting slow to accommodate her fear. Not even seven inches of him into her and perhaps a dozen thrusts and she was again in the trows of an orgasm. He continued until she relaxed back on the bed and opened her eyes to look at him.

"Lord, oh lord, you dominants are amazing."

Jeremy smiled down at her. An idea had formed and he pulled at her to get her to come up to her knees. With a puzzled but accepting expression she complied and turned her head to watch him. It took a few minutes but they were soon in the position he felt would work for the experiment he had planned. She was straddling him with her back to him and with him coaching her he felt her guide him to her entrance. He lifted his hips slightly and took care to let her position him at her entrance again. With her head turned and her watching him he was able to see her eyes widen as he inserting himself into Sheila again.

She turned her head and let out a cry at his entry. She almost collapsed on him. He was able to reach up and hold her up before they had an accident. With nearly her full weight in his arms he slowly slid himself into her. Every movement of him inside her elicited a small cry.

Just as he'd suspected the small bumps that had been growing up in his grove of his shaft hit her sweet spot perfectly. He kept at thrusting up into her even as he felt her slip down on him a bit more. Soon he was sliding half his length into her. She was a nerveless wreck, pleading with him to give her more between cries of ecstasy. He had to pause to reposition both of them, his strength was about to fail.

With Sheila laid out half on the bed with her legs draped over the side he was able to control his thrusts far better. Jeremy stood at the edge and had both paws on her hips and his cock plowing deep into her. She'd taken the opportunity to stuff several pillows under her and was looking back over her shoulder at him as he pounded into her. Every thrust caused her to either squeak, cry or grunt in intense pleasure. His climax was slowly building but seeing her once again an almost nerveless heap made him grin.

Even after thrusting into Sheila for minutes he was only able to ram half his thick length into the female. It must have taken more than five minutes for Jeremy to finally find his release. Even as he pulled out, Sheila simply lay on the bed spent and panting in exhaustion.

Jeremy sat next to her. She was starting to shift to her side to look at him.

"Lord, oh lord, that was incredible."

Jeremy crawled onto the bed and laid beside her. "You keep saying lord. Is that something particular to this area of the continent?"

She lifted her head to smile at him. "Didn't you know? Dominant's are called Lords here."

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Well. I hope you lot enjoyed that. That small comment points out something that hardly ever gets discussed. In this story the different species are not able to reproduce, with a single exception. There was also a comment on an earlier chapter that gets answered here too. I've been coming at this with the idea that everyone's sense of smell would be at least a little better than ours. With Jeremy coopting a coyote sense of smell he would be able to tell if it was 'safe' to continue any relationship. Not just a similar specie being fertile but it would also seem much more likely they'd be able to detect any of the communicable diseases. As such, there'd be far less need for a certain kind of protection.