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Cheating with His Brother

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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The demoness lounged sleepily at the round kitchen table, four tentacles undulating gently around her as the cougar perused the morning paper. It seemed strange to her to still have it delivered with so much digital media around them all the time, but there was a soothing quality to turning the pages that lulled her into a genuine sense of relaxation on a morning, even if she did not pay all that close attention to the stories. Too dark and dismal, fear-mongering, for her liking, she took stock of the world over breakfast and charged into the fray with renewed determination.

Well, she supposed it didn't really count when she was reading it in the afternoon, but Ropes was hardly about to venture out in the cold and the snow when the lure of the fire bid her to warm her toes. Her husband, a glossy-scaled dragon who took better care of his scales than she took of her fur (even when it was at its winter thickest!), was no better when it came to storms, hunkering down into the warm and grumbling whenever he had to even set a single toe over the threshold to the outside world.

As if on cue, the red dragon trotted into the room at a light jog, sweat breaking out across his bow as he bounced from one hind paw to the other. Unable to keep still, he swept across the kitchen in a bustle of energy, pawing at the coffee maker before clearly deciding that he had not the time for coffee and instead grabbed himself a glass of water instead, gulping it down with great urgency.

Ropes smiled, tilting her head as the tip of her tail flicked hypnotically back and forth. Her husband fingered the ear-fins atop his head, jittery in his actions, but all she could think about at that very moment was how much she just wanted to get him out of that suit and reveal the yellow stripes cutting across his scales, feel that firm, hard chest as she moved over him, tentacles caressing wherever she revealed...

A demoness of lust, after all, needed to feed.

"Going out so early, honey?" She purred, whiskers quivering lightly. "I thought the meeting wasn't for a little while longer. You've got plenty of time to get over there still."

Her pale eyes glowed, but there was a warmth behind them as her husband leaned down to kiss her lips. The caress, however, was too brief for her liking and she leaned forward with a low growl as if to follow his path. Fyr chuckled and shook his head, briefcase in paw as he tugged at the collar of his shirt for what had to be the umpteenth time that day.

"Do I look okay?" He asked, turning from side to side as if that would give Ropes a better idea of how he looked, even though the cougar had seen the outfit rather more times than she cared to. "Not too much? Too little? Heavens, I don't know how I should dress for this kind of meeting!"

Ropes sipped her coffee, an eyebrow raised. Concentration was more difficult than it really should have been.

"Professionally, darling. And you are nothing but professional to me. A dragon could not possibly look any sharper than you do right now."

Fyr straightened, lips stretching into a smile.

"You really think so?"

"Oh, I do..."

Rising, the cougar fluidly closed the distance between them, fingers sliding around the back of his neck as she drew his muzzle into hers for a deeper, more lustful kiss than he would have deemed appropriate if anyone had been there to see them. Her lips parted, controlling his, and she darted her tongue into his mouth, playing with his more slender appendage and savouring the warming embrace.

Her fingers trailed down his chest, popping a button open on his shirt, and the dragon jerked as if he'd suddenly realised just what was happening, cheeks burning beneath his scales.

"Honey!" He chuckled, breaking the kiss. "You know I've got to go! Besides, it's too cold."

As she pouted, eyes narrowing, he hastened to placate her, holding his paws out.

"Put the fire on, maybe, and we can do something when I get back?" He said quickly, a smile appearing and vanishing as if he didn't quite know how to soothe her need. "I promise, it'll be just you and me tonight, nothing to disturb us."

Ropes licked her lips, tentacles fluttering their tips. That was a rather appealing notion... Plenty of time for the two of them to enjoy one another in every one of the many ways she'd been craving. The demoness smirked. Maybe multiple times. She knew how to keep a dragon going past what he thought was his limit too.

"Oh... Alright then," she relented, although raw need still tingled through her veins, a demanding edge that clouded her thoughts. "But be quick. I don't want to be without you, darling, for a moment longer than I need to..."

And, as the dragon disappeared out into the cold to the truck, she wondered if he would hold true to that one.

It wouldn't have been the first time.

*

"It's nice for you to come visit, Kao," Ropes giggled, an empty glass of red wine cradled between two paws. "Though I bet you were thinking to see Fyr a little more than me this time!"

The blue dragon with his feet kicked up over the arm of the soft, plush chair opposite her laughed, the sound rumbling up from his stomach as if he had no option but to release it. Fyr's brother, Kao, had a more relaxed air than the red, although their facial structures were clearly the same. Two black horns pushed back from his skull, unlike Fyr's frills, however, and there was clearly much different between the older and younger brothers.

"I did think he'd be here," Kao admitted, setting his own glass aside onto the coffee table. "He didn't say anything about that meeting, maybe he just forgot to let me know he'd be busy."

Clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, Ropes shook her head.

"He is so scatter-brained when he's obsessing over something! I don't know why he has to focus on this freaking spray meeting so much. I know it's to get the licenses, but we get the license anyway and it's just a load of farmers pretending to be business-furs when we know the right deal is going to come through regardless."

Kao sympathetically nodded and she laughed to herself, slouching off the sofa with the aid of her tentacles to get her back to her hind paws.

"But you don't need to hear all of this, just having a whinge," she chuckled as she topped her glass up in the kitchen, ruby liquid sloshing noisily into her vessel of choice. "Though isn't it a brotherly thing to complain about them too? I don't have brothers, as you know, so I couldn't say so myself."

Kao smiled and held out his glass for her to refill as she swayed back with a nearly empty bottle of wine, tipping what remained in for him.

She jumped, nearly dropping the bottle and lunging for her mobile phone, which had suddenly lit up with life on the table, a very familiar name on the screen.

"Oh! It's Fyr now!"

Pressing the phone to her ear, she rasped a greeting in a voice that was only ever so slightly slurred.

"Honey!"

Kao amused himself with a magazine, eyes flitting to the television remote as Ropes chattered. But he could not fail to take notice when the cougar's voice cut off abruptly and she folded her arms across her chest, trapping the phone between her ear and shoulder.

"Well, yes, of course, I understand, but the weather isn't really that bad and you're only one town over, come on," she said, a wheedling note entering her tone. "Isn't there a cab you can take? We can get the truck later if you're really that worried."

Kao sat up straight as the cougar turned the phone off without saying goodbye, eyes flashing as her tentacles writhed and twisted, shooting out from her body before snapping all the way in again to her back.

"Are you okay?" He said, reaching out to her. "Is something wrong with the truck? I don't mind driving over and -"

As kind as his half-formed offer was, Kao barely got half the utterance out of his muzzle before the cougar exploded.

"He's not coming home at all now!" She huffed, venting her frustration with a stroppy little flick of a tentacle. "Honestly - can you believe him? Who wouldn't want to come home to their wife on a night like this?"

She gestured at the closed curtains and the snarling storm outside, but Kao didn't have eyes for that world and, instead, had them fixed on her. Ropes stiffened, eyes wide as she felt the dragon's eyes rake down her form, taking in every inch of her as her breath quickened, just a notch.

"Oh, I wouldn't know," he said, blinking as he seemed to force himself to look away. "I'd always want to come home to a lovely cougar like you."

"Are_you_ staring at me?" She teased, prodding his chest with the tip of one finger. "Now, now, Kao... Should your eyes really be undressing a cougar like me?"

The dragon swallowed hard and yet did not pull away, his eyes slightly hazy from the relaxing effect of the alcohol. Completely herself again - it wasn't as if a demoness, after all, could become drunk - Ropes dropped a kiss on his cheek, intending to leave her teasing at that. Regardless of how her loins burned, every last cell in her body screaming for the orgasm, the feeding that she knew she needed above all else, she couldn't take something like that from Kao and, besides, Fyr had said he'd do something with her. Shouldn't that really have been enough?

But Kao's head turned as she went for his cheek and, suddenly, alcohol-laden breath washed over her muzzle and then her lips were parting against his. The scene played out, Ropes melting into it as if from a great distance away, connected and yet separate as she moaned into Fyr's brother's mouth, his dark tongue darting between her lips to dominate her mouth and curl around her own tongue.

And, oh, even with the tint of wine on his breath, his kiss was divine. His paws closed around her forearms, holding her to him, although there was no hint of her wanting to escape, to pull away and break the intimate moment of the kiss. Her breasts pressed warmly up to his chest as she stepped in closer, arms moving unbidden to wrap loosely around his neck, feeling the softness of his scales, surprising in contrast to Fyr's much harder ones in the colder weather...

Yet it could not last forever, as commanding as it was. Somehow, one of them moved back just a fraction and then there was space between their lips again, both parties panting lightly from the depth of their kiss.

And what then? Coughing into her paw, Ropes rubbed the back of her neck and slid her gaze away from Kao, something akin to guilty (yet not quite so) pricking at her heart like the thorns of a rose bush. What should have been beautiful took on a darker edge with the knowledge of just who Kao was and, well, yes - what her husband would have thought of her kissing anyone else too! It just wasn't done in their world! Even if Ropes came, many, many years back, from somewhere entirely different...

But she had to say something with the dragon staring at her with his jaws agape! What was it with drakes sometimes? Her words, when they came, however, were hardly any better.

"Wow..." Ropes blinked rapidly, tentacles loose and still against her sides. "Kao... I..."

The words stuck in her throat, need conflicting with moral obligation - and what was that idiotic way in the land of mortals, anyway? - but Kao took the decision out of her paws entirely. In an instant, his lips were on hers and the drunken dragon bore her back to the wall, a hiss rolling from his lips into her muzzle as their tongues tangled lustfully together.

The moment her shoulder blades pressed against the cool paintwork, lovingly layered over the primer, she was lost. Her demon heritage flared to the surface and she moaned, deepening the kiss as all four of the cougar's tentacles wrapped around Kao's arms, keeping him close to her so that even if he had wanted to pull away he simply could not have done so. Kao hardly seemed to mind, breaking the kiss only briefly to tilt his muzzle to the other side until they locked lips once more, barely breaking for breath as his fingers trailed down from her shoulders to her large, full breasts, grazing over where her nipples perked through the sheer fabric of her comfortable yet always tasteful house clothes.

The demoness in her hissed. He was hers! All hers! And she would have him as only a demoness of lust should.

After all, had she not been concerned with feeding of late?

"Ah..." Ropes panted heavily as she drew back, taking his paws in her own, fingers rubbing softly over the back of his. "You know... You don't have to go home tonight if you don't want to."

It wasn't as if she was going to let him leave anyway, but the dragon didn't have to know that. Fluttering her eyelashes, she gave him her best pout, feeling something thick twitch up beneath their bodies: trapped, but not for long. Ropes grinned, baring her glistening fangs. Not long at all.

"You can have the guest room, Kao. Stay with a feline tonight, won't you?"

Smirking, Kao nuzzled under her chin, pushing her head back and up so that he could get at her throat, kissing and nipping as she rumbled a hiss, tail lashing back and forth as her lusts grew. It was all she could do to not drop to her knees at that very moment and make sure that bulge pressing up to her stomach grew more, taking his cock into her mouth and slurping up every drop until he bent her over and gave her every inch her demon body yearned for.

She shook herself as he spoke, snapping her back to a very physical, erotic reality.

"I was rather hoping..." His words blurred together, the dragon blinking rapidly as he tried to smirk. "Hoping that I could stay in your room, Ropessss..."

She wasn't so sure that the dragon had meant to drag out her name into such a sensual hiss, but hearing it come from his lips made her shiver, tentacles whipping out and away from him as she took his paw. The drake followed her as obediently as a puppy, tail winding from side to side as he walked with a surprising straightness for a male who seemed to be slurring his words with drink. Ropes giggled, heart in her throat and life thrumming through her veins, more potent than any liquor ever could have been.

Everything seemed to move very quickly from that point. Drunk on lust rather than alcohol, Ropes stumbled up the stairs as she towed Kao along with her, heart pounding and blood rushing through her veins with such force that it was a wonder that it did not burst demonically from her body. She'd heard that could happen. As it was, it only seemed to set her tentacles off into overdrive, each one winding around her new lover, her husband's brother, as they sought to caress every last inch of the dragon.

They lost their clothes before entering the bedroom, Ropes groaning into Kao's lips as the drake ripped her shirt and bra in one go, letting the scraps of fabric remaining trail from her shoulders. She managed to shimmy out of her trousers herself without tearing the button off and stepped to the side as the dragon somehow got both his jeans and boxers down around his ankles, eyes burning with a raw lust that she'd longed to see in Fyr's eyes for far too long.

Perhaps the younger brother would prove a better fuck for a demoness after all she'd been through...

Ropes hissed through her teeth as she rendered Kao down to but his scales, yanking his t-shirt rudely up and over his head. The neck caught on his horns, leaving a hole, but neither noticed as Kao staggered back to the bed and sprawled on his back, a hard length of black dragon-cock jutting up for her attention.

Licking her lips, Ropes took a moment to admire her 'catch', the drake stretched out before her as if he was a feast to be enjoyed. And, oh, what a feast his lust would be to devour, filling her with the life-giving force that kept her seeking out the next to be fed on.

At least it was a mutually pleasurable feeding, it had to be said.

"Oh, Kaooooo," she purred, drawing out his name into three syllables and flicking her tail back and forth as she stalked him on the bed. "What are you doing to me?"

Head clearly spinning with drink, Kao smiled open-mouthed at her and she wondered, if but for the briefest of moments, if it was wrong of her to be taking advantage of him in such a way. The moment, however, like all the times the thought had crossed her mind with Fyr and, of course, the partners that had come before that particular dragon was short-lived.

But he could not simply sit there without her attention forever - what kind of host would she be? Swaying her hips as she stalked up to the bed, Ropes folded her body over his, a paw running down his chest to his crotch where she curled her fingers around the base of his shaft. And, oh, what a shaft it was. The flesh gave ever so slightly beneath her fingers as she gave it a few experimental strokes, purring all the while, and Ropes licked her lips eagerly in anticipation of what was to come.

It was too good a treat to deny herself any longer.

"Such a nice cock you have for me..." She growled, running her tongue up the side, over the soft ridges. "Have you been saving this all for me?"

Kao sucked in a breath, but what would have been words only came out as a moan, the dragon slumping back as her lips descended down his cock. Gulping and suckling him softly into the back of her throat, the demoness let her tentacles caress his body, stroking over lines of muscle beneath scales that were, as yet, unexplored. But she intended to feast on and explore every last inch of him before the night was over.

The dragon scrabbled and tried to plant his hind paws into the carpet, legs dangling over the edge of the bed, but didn't have the chance to find any purchase before her muzzle was bobbing on his cock as if she belonged there. Murring around his thick length, the cougar's tongue explored every ridge and nuance of his dick, sinking deeper and deeper until her soft, slightly damp nose brushed the scales of his crotch. Any other fur of the mortal realm would have had trouble taking him all the way, what with the typically short muzzles of most furries, but a demoness, well - they had particular skills that Ropes was only too keen to show off.

Slurping on his cock, she shuddered as she pulled back, a string of pre-cum mixed with saliva connecting her lips to his shaft for a second. Her paws and tentacles massaged his shaft as she smiled prettily at him, upper arms pushing her breasts together deliciously as she squeezed them in towards her body. There was no way any hot-blooded male could not have enjoyed her for what she was, a fertile female in the prime of her life, and Kao groaned deep in the back of his throat, running his tongue down the side of his jaw.

But he was too luscious to not enjoy. Her muzzle dipped once more, taking him into the back of her throat as she swallowed quickly and her throat bulged with dragon-cock. And all the while her own juices soaked her inner thighs, the waving of her tail only serving to waft them towards the horny dragon as if she was calling him in. There could have been no better siren call than the scent of a female in need for a drake, however, and Kao ran his fingers down over the back of her head, enjoying the semblance of control as he forced her head to bob to his apparent whim. Ropes purred and let him have his moment. It would not be his for long.

There was nothing better than fresh dragon-meat in the morning. Well, evening. Night. No matter. It didn't mean she couldn't lust over him and feast, tentacles curling around to cup and cradle his balls. Trembling, Kao rocked into her touch, trying to look to see what her tentacles were doing and perhaps deciding that he was better off with his head back on the bed. Giggling around his cock, Ropes squeezed his balls in turn, massaging and fondling them in all the ways that only a being with extreme control of their tentacles could. Oh, the poor-lucky dragon was getting an education in more ways than one!

But she wanted him too and, oh, a demoness had to have her feast too, even if the lust-addled drake didn't have to technically know what she was devouring during the course of their heated, lusty liaison. Letting her lips slurp off his shaft in a smack of sexual juices, she crawled up his body and held up his cock, the tip just barely grazing her heated pussy lips. Maybe later she'd see just what his tongue felt like in her cunt, but at that moment all Ropes could think about was getting that fat cock inside her to find out just what she'd been missing from her husband's brother.

She smirked. Wasn't it better to keep it in the family, after all?

A Ropes that was not drunk on lust would have agreed regardless - it was in her nature. And so she sat back, taking the full length of Kao's cock deep into her soaked cunt.

It was as if he had been designed to sink into her, though she knew, in the back of her mind, that that was solely because her demoness nature wanted her to believe that he was the best she'd ever had. Whether or not he was to be the best fuck ever for her was entirely in her paws and she moaned as she rested her paws on his chest, claws lightly pricking into his scales, her back arched and tail flipped up over her back as if she was encouraging him to fill her.

But she was the one in control and, as the dragon moaned beneath her, Ropes grunted in an uncharacteristically masculine fashion, squeezing and rippling her pussy around his aching cock. She'd always had particularly good control of her muscles there - probably another lingering effect of her heritage, but she'd never spared much thought for it before - and Kao, in particular, seemed to enjoy it. Fyr always said how she went too rough with him, but the drake moaned and reached for her, fingers digging into her hips as she rode him.

And it was so good to feed, his sexual energy flooding into her like the most potent of drugs, an alcoholic beverage savoured straight from a tap that never, ever ran dry. Like taking a breath of air after holding her breath for a very long time, fucking with such fervour brought fresh life to her form and Ropes bucked her hips on his shaft, mewling as he dragged over her clit and that sensitive bundle of nerves tucked up deep within her passage.

Fyr could never hit that spot just right.

But his lusty dragon brother... He hit every spot and more. Pushing deeper than even she felt her husband was able to thrust, Kao latched onto her hips with almost desperate need and heaved himself up into her, abs tightening. He was almost beautiful to watch in a handsome, masculine sort of manner beneath her, muscle showing in sharp definition through chunky scales that should have perhaps, on any other body, hidden them from view.

Kao's pleasure flooded her mind, tangible in such a way that she could not grab hold of it, and she slipped her tentacles beneath his lower back, pulling him up into a sitting position as her legs pushed wider, on either side of his. He didn't seem to mind the change in position much as long as his cock was firmly seated within her, but the dragon took full advantage of how close her muzzle was to his, locking their lips once more. A paw on the back of her neck, the demanding dragon kissed her deeply, filling her with a raw passion that Fyr had not been able to draw on for many... Had it been years? Ropes shuddered and leaned into him, hips rising and falling to ride his cock, letting the smooth surface grind up to her clit with every needy thrust.

And he was not one to disappoint her as her tentacles grew fat and full with feeding. Despite her frame remaining quite the same, the tips of her tentacles fattened from feeding, although Kao was too far gone to notice. The dragon groaned and slammed up into her, finding purchase with his hind paws as she struggled to ride the bucking, thrusting beast that had suddenly found his second wind beneath her. Every drive of that fat cock sent a fresh wave of pleasure rolling through her, need rising in intricate sensuality with the craving to climax.

It was the same for every demon - or at least that was what she'd been told as a cub, all those very many, many years ago. Once she'd been old enough to know what the tingling, throbbing need inside her was, she was shown the true way of demonic feeding without the bloodlust some suspected it to be. As a fully fledged adult demon, Ropes had arched into the rampant thrusts of her very first cock and found her lover suitable in the mortal realm, flitting from being to being to take her fair dues.

But none of that compared to the creature intent on filling her with every last inch of his aching shaft. Kao fucked her like he hadn't mounted a lady in months - even though she knew that wasn't the case from his particular stories of conquests - and she matched him move for move, letting his lust drive her on as that tightness within her loins grew and grew with every passing second.

"Hellfire," she hissed through her teeth, rolling her head from shoulder to shoulder as her tentacles scooped beneath her own rump to cradle and fondle his balls. "Do you know what you're doing to me, Kao? How you make me feel?"

She laughed, lips parted and eyes half-closed.

"Of course, you wouldn't know," she groaned to herself, feeling that cock sink particularly deeply, the tip digging as if he had more to give her still. "But I know... And, oh, Kao, my darling brother-in-law, aren't you a feast in oh so many ways!"

Tipping from side to side as if drunk, she relied on the steadier dragon to hold her on him, but then she was on the bed, slumped on her side and giggling as his dripping cock popped lewdly from her cunny. In a mess of tentacles, she untangled herself, laughing ridiculously all the while as she fought to get her paws back under herself the best she could.

"Kao!"

Laughing, the cougar scrambled up onto all fours, tentacles reaching for him, but the drake was already there, murring as he nuzzled up the back of her neck and covered her with his muscled form. He wasted no time in ramming his cock back into her and Ropes arched her back like a true feline in heat, tentacles lashing around him as if to secure him to her body. But the dragon wasn't going anywhere, snarling as he claimed her shoulder in a mating bite and dug his teeth in hard.

The flash of pain mingled with lust and Ropes gasped, breathless in the moment as orgasm rushed upon her. In the lead-up, there was nothing she could have possibly done to draw back from it, racing towards the edge with nothing to stop her. And, when her sweet lover hurled her over the cliff to the rocks and crashing waves below, she welcomed the pounding explosion that she'd known, deep in the back of her lustful mind, had been truly coming all along.

Her tentacles tightened forcibly around the dragon, but she was too far gone to catch his grunt as she climaxed with a feral sounding yowl, which ripped itself from her throat like a caged animal bursting free. Her tail lashed, beating Kao's chest, but the cougar felt and saw none of it, her demonic mind consumed with the feeding, the endless, rolling lust consuming her body and soul. For she was no longer just Ropes, a demon walking the roads of mortals, but a feral monster of the most divine sense, all raw sensuality and heaving breasts as she allowed herself to be taken as only a demoness could.

Her pussy rippled and squeezed around her partner's length, trying to draw him in deeper even as Kao snarled and thrust, ramming her full of every last inch. Ever craving more, however, Ropes let out a long, low groan, orgasm still rolling through her as she struggled, and failed, to come back to herself, eyes flashing as she teetered on the edge

Focus... She swam through her thoughts, rocking her hips into the source of her pleasure even as Kao pressed his lips to the back of her neck, thrusting abruptly speeding up in time with her grinding buttocks. Come back...

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And she did, launching herself back from the realm where she may have lost control of herself altogether - not knowing, of course, what could happen if she succumbed to her true demonic nature. But what she returned to sent warm ripples through her body, a tingling orgasm shimmering off into the afterglow as Kao climaxed inside her with a moan that was only muffled by her fur.

Purring, albeit breathlessly, Ropes wound her tail softly around the back of his neck and let her arms bear the brunt of both their weights, legs spread just a little to allow him to fit in every last bit of his cock. Although it shouldn't have been possible for her to feel him so intimately, Ropes shuddered and mewled softly at the splashes of hot dragon-cum within her, coating her passage as Kao's fertile seed quested towards her womb.

Pumping her with short, sharp thrusts, Kao fucked her through his orgasm, sweat dripping from the tiny gaps between the dragon's scales as he puffed and growled, a paw around her shoulder as if to pull her all the way back onto his cock. But Ropes ground back on him, grinding and humping her hips even as the dragon let out one little grunt after the other, tongue hanging out from his mouth in sheer, orgasmic glee.

But, like any other male - and female too, for that matter - he could not satisfy her with a purely indefinite climax and the dragon slumped over her, exhaling a sigh in a great rush of breath that set the giggles bubbling up from the cougar's lips. As he poked her tiredly in the back of her neck with his snout, cock still twitching as it released its last spurts of virile cum, she lifted her torso up just a little. It was enough to jostle the dragon, who blinked, more alert as his temporary resting place was threatened.

"You're not done yet," she murmured, turning to kiss him as his softening cock slipped from her pussy. "I have many more things to do to you, my darling blue..."

She wondered then if he would act like Fyr, rolling over to sleep with a grumble on his lips, but Kao smirked, drawing her up to him and sitting her back on his lap. His cock twitched against her pussy lips, the drake clearly aroused even as his body fought to catch up with him. As Fyr's lips spread into a smile, Kao kissed her throat, drawing a moan from her lips as his cock, slowly, began to harden once more.

The grin that Kao returned to her in that moment was all she needed to know.

*

Ropes woke slowly the next morning, rolling over and blinking at the dawn of the day. Yawning, she stretched her arms out over her head and jumped when her shoulder jostled another body in the bed beside her. A body that was somewhat more solid and unyielding that her husband and his albeit familiar, comforting bulk.

Swallowing hard, she turned her head on the pillow, coming face to face with a blue snout that was definitely not Fyr.

The blue dragon slumbered, nostrils quivering lightly as he slept, muzzle tucked down far enough so that the morning light did not slant unduly across his eyes. It wouldn't have woken him, in all honesty, as his sleep was so deep, but the cougar stiffened, keeping an eye on every tentacle as she slowly shifted away from him. Licking her lips, mouth too dry, Ropes blinked at him as if he would morph into her husband if only she stared at him hard enough. Yet no such change was forthcoming and she gaped, the wash of his sleeping breath tickling the fur on her muzzle.

She'd_cheated_ on Fyr.

And it had felt good.

Even then, as she reeled with the knowledge of what she'd done, her lusts rose, tentacles fluttering to life as they bobbed and wove back and forth, questing for the dragon that had fed her demonic desires so wonderfully only a few short hours before. He was a meal to be savoured and, oh, she was certainly ready for seconds!

Her demonic nature snapped to and took over the rational part of her mind that wanted to feel guilty and yet still could not. Her lips met his and, as he ricocheted back to the realm of the waking, Ropes felt him shudder deliciously against her, arms flailing and then succumbing with a low, throaty moan that was mostly muffled by her muzzle, to the embrace.

Ah, he was every bit as sweet in the morning as he had been in the depths of night. Her tongue played with his as he wrapped his longer, slimmer one around hers, head tilted so that they could lock lips quite firmly together. Kao didn't seem to take stock of who he was kissing until his paws came up to her shoulders, feeling for something and just finding her thick coat of fur, fluffing up luxuriously through his fingers as he ran his paws down her arms.

Confused and blinking, the dragon pulled away, holding her at arm's length as he abruptly seemed to take in his bearings. His pulse raced, jumping at the side of his throat and she licked her lips, aching to press her lips to that fluttering beat, racing quicker and quicker as he took in short, sharp breaths.

"Ropes... What..."

He trailed off and she saw her chance, pouncing while her sweet lover was still dumbfounded by the knowledge of what they'd so very clearly done.

The dragon had barely a moment in which to react before she was on him, tentacles snaking around his wrists and pinning them lightly up behind his head. As much as he squirmed, eyes wide at the sudden, chilling realisation of what was happening, she didn't let up, arching her back to grind her still wet pussy over his rapidly hardening cock. Even as his mind clearly screamed that it wasn't right for him to be fucking his brother's wife - at least, that was what Ropes supposed he must have been thinking - his body reacted, that deliciously hard and throbbing cock rising to her feminine folds.

"Oh, baby..." She moaned, rubbing and caressing her own breasts as

"We can't do this," he said, though his jaw was slack and eyes glazed over as he stared at her blindly, lust flooding his senses. "It's not..."

He trailed off as Ropes casually rolled them over, positioning the dragon on top of her as she spread her legs for him. She didn't drag him into her, but let him make the decision for himself. Her pale eyes gleamed. It would be all the more divine for her later feeding.

And, like any other male would have done when presented with a hot, alluring female, he rocked forward with a groan and pushed into her, spreading her pussy around his fat length. It was the first time he'd be inside her that morning, but by no means the last. Ropes smirked as he bottomed out inside her, tip crammed up to her cervix as her tentacles loosened, taking the chance to enjoy his body while she enjoyed him.

Breakfast in bed, anyone?

Purring as Kao rolled his hips into her, Ropes let her head fall back and wrapped her legs around his waist. Far from taking advantage of the lowering of her guard to jerk away as if the hounds of hell were nipping at his heels - as he should have rightly done - Kao growled and pushed his paws beneath the pillows, seeking out the best position. Grinding deep into the cougar, Kao's jaws hung open as he slammed in, softly scaled balls swinging up to her backside. A fluffy tail flipped up between his legs, running lightly down the base of his own, but he took little note of it, a paw grasping the cougar's jaw and forcing her to look at him.

"You want this," he hissed, words rolling out in a long stream. "I've seen how you've stared at me for so, so long..."

Ropes shivered. Had she been so obvious? Well, a demon rarely had to hide their lusts, their desire to feed, as she'd had, but it was hardly an excuse. Anyone would have forgiven her for such a transgression, but perhaps fucking her husband's brother would take more than a blowjob to make up for entirely.

A response clearly wasn't needed as the dragon tucked his chin down against her neck and groaned as he fucked her as he'd clearly longed to. Her heart leapt, skin tingling beneath her fur, and she sucked in something, though it definitely wasn't air. His lust and their fervent liaison filled her with renewed need and she moaned lustfully as she took his fingers into her mouth and suckled them softly.

The effect on the dragon proved simply electric and he pushed his fingers deeper into her mouth as if he was thrusting into her throat all over again, eyes flashing and tail flicking demandingly back and forth. She was not one to be dominated, but a partner that challenged her made her fur stand on end, arched her hips up to meet every inch of his challenge and more.

Legs around his waist, Ropes suckled at his fingers and let his thrusts sweep her away, the need to feed on his desire setting her clinging to the drake as if for one point of stability where the ground was shifting beneath their feet. But the only thing moving in the bedroom was their lusty bodies and the groaning mattress beneath them, springs creaking as they put it to the test.

But there was much fun to be had and, even as the sun rose higher in the sky, the bright orb calling the day to order, the two enjoyed climax after climax, Ropes letting her head roll back onto the pillow as Kao filled her with his first dose of morning cream. And, when he pressed the tip of his drooling shaft to the lust-stricken demoness' lips, she welcomed him in with a lewd slurp, enjoying the attention of the drake simultaneously between her legs. His fingers seemed to instinctively find those sweetest of spots within her, curling up to her g-spot and she rocked her hips to meet him as he exploded down her throat.

It was not long after that lewd blowjob, however, that the dragon sought a sweeter treat and, drawing his cock from the gentle caresses and masturbation of her tentacles, he rumbled a growl and filled her cunt crudely once more. And she let him, sitting up on his cock as if to ride him with her back to his muzzle, letting him get the best possible view of her ass and wide, feminine hips as her tentacles swept around to grope and massage her own breasts. She let out a throaty purr, his paws latching on to her, and rode and rode him until neither of them could take it anymore.

As Kao fucked her to orgasm after orgasm, sprawled across her marriage bed and not even keeping one ear out to listen for Fyr coming home, Ropes knew one thing was very, very certain. There was much more fun to be had between the two of them and many, many more orgasms to be enjoyed. Ropes' tail lashed, a howl pouring from her lips as Kao slammed into her sloppy pussy, driving her to yet another sweet, sweet climax.

All without her husband finding out, of course.