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The Prince of Spades

This story is a bit of self-indulgence, normally I'm not so confident that I'd label myself as king or prince. This compounds with the idea of me being dominant or master of anything, hah, right. But I have a craving sometimes for such indulgences regarding certain anatomy types of the fairer sex, and I love to see how much I please others. It'll be a short while I write larger projects.

Padding softly along the forest path, the coyote-sized hybrid made his way to his den. It was January in the snowy mountains, the evergreens heavy with snow and streams half frozen. His lithe body was well suited to the weather, his large, snowshoe paws easily keeping their grip in the snow and ice as he trotted along.

There was a scent in the air as the wolfox neared his destination, a spicy smell that subconsciously fueled his movements, spurring him onward with renewed vigor. As he stepped near the opening of his den, the miasma of pheromones seeping out caused him to start drooling slightly and his sheath swell with anticipation. 'They are definitely in season,' the hybrid thought.

Crawling into the den's narrow opening, the male was greeted by the voices of two eager vixens, "Arxl! How was marking our perimeter? I don't want anything to interrupt us..." The first vixen cooed, a chestnut-furred fox that was a little shorter than Arxl was, sidling up and rubbing her side along his chest.

"Don't forget about me, your highness..." I normally meek Arctic Marble fox piped up, somewhat desperate sounding. Her mottled black and white fur looking beautiful on her smaller frame. She padded up to the monochrome male and whimpered.

Looking to the red fox, Arxl leaned in and swished his tail, licking at her lips lovingly, "Nothing will interfere, Quinn..." Taking a moment he turned to lean down a little to give the marble vixen a few kisses, "None of us, Flurry."

The vixens huffed and started rubbing themselves all over Arxl, swishing their tails to spread their scent more vigorously, driving Arxl's brain to nearly regress to his more primal drives. His sheath was painfully stretched around a knot and his tip was squirting watery pre onto the floor with every heartbeat.

Panting now, Arxl took his turn to whimper and crouch a little to stick his snout under Quinn's tail, huffing at her plush, swollen vulva. "Aahhh! Arxl, we need to be seeded to make this go away... licking won't-," A gasp caught in Quinn's throat and her rear raised up to allow better access as Arxl greedily shoved his tongue in, lower teeth grazing her hidden clit.

Rarely heard possessive growls rumbled from Arxl's chest as he shoved his slender, velvet tongue as far as he could, tasting the receptiveness Quinn's body gave off. Her first orgasm coming quickly, making her shudder and whine while her viscous nectar flowed down Arxl's throat and chin. The shuddering and flexing pink spade making a steady flow for him to get drunk on.

Not to be forgotten for long, Flurry decided to tease the male and drive him further into ravenous urges by playing into his more... bottom side. The smaller vixen slinked around to Arxl's rear, leaning up she decided to just dive right in and began rimming him almost as hungrily as he ate out Quinn. This made Arxl yelp for a moment into his mouthful of spade, before grumbling happily and spreading his legs and lowering his rear some. His neglected cock spurting pre onto Quinn's hindpaws from pure need.

Clouds encroached on Arxl's rational mind as his sensitive hole was eaten out by the small vixen. For a small, heat-stricken vixen, she really knew how to treat a male! Grudgingly he stepped forward to move on, climbing onto Quinn's back, a mix of drool and her own cum dripping onto her as he got into position.

Rather than ending his first round too quickly, like most ferals would elect to do, he restrained himself enough to grind his plump sheath slowly against the sopping wet vulva, squishing the plump flesh against his sheath. Both Arxl and Quinn moaned softly, Arxl for the intense heat, and Quinn for the sensation of hybrid cock slipping into her. Arxl was part wolf, which enabled not only his stature to tower over natural foxes, but his member was bigger to match, actually matching most wolves he'd been with.

Quinn had long since given into her heat-addled brain's desire to breed, her conscious mind barely there. Flurry, however, had been too neglected to allow them to continue without her. Stepping in front of Quinn, she lied back and spread her legs, yipping impatiently at the slowly rutting pair.

Snapping out of it, Arxl blinked and splayed his ears, embarrassed, "S-sorry Flurry, here..." He leaned down, thus pushing Quinn's head down with him to press both of their muzzles into her smaller, but still swollen spade. Quinn pressing her tongue into the tip of Flurry's black spade, worming its way in to find her clit. Arxl pushed his snout lower, to give Flurry the same treatment he gave Quinn, his tongue pushing deep into her smaller body, spreading her enough to show the pink hidden deeper within the dark vulva.

"OOoooooohhh, you guys, this is... amazing... Please, more..." The vixen pleaded and writhed in front of them, her pulsing mound producing nearly as much as Quinn's did.

The agonizing pace Arxl set was starting to frustrate Quinn more than excite her, now, as she kept getting so close but needing more to feel content with this breeding. "A-Arxl, fuck me, fuck me until you fill me with kits, breed me." Quinn mumbled from their shared meal.

One to serve his 'subjects,' Arxl freed his tongue from the gripping depths of the marble vixen and leant up, placing a forepaw on the back of Quinn's head to do so. "As you wish, my lovely Quinn..." He didn't let her respond as his paw just kept her whole mouth busy in Flurry's tight depths.

Widening his stance, Arxl started really driving his hips forward, beginning to look like a real animal fucking. His knot was starting to strain in his sheath, and if he didn't tie with Quinn soon, she'd probably kick his ass. Digging in with his hindpaws, he threw his body weight into each thrust, spreading the vixen's spade past what it was built for. Arxl was part wolf, and his cock was never going to get in if it swelled any more. Leaning down, he bit Quinn's scruff and yanked her back to match a brutal thrust.

Flurry gasped at the sudden cold air on her heat-stricken spade, letting her eyes refocus, she saw Quinn's slack jawed expression, looking upwards as if to scream, but no sound except a choked moan came through. Arxl's knot had slammed through Quinn's defenses, stretching her already swollen mound over his pulsing pink bulb.

Releasing Quinn's scruff, Arxl leaned up fully and let out a slightly high-pitched howl, coming from deep inside him as he unloaded his pent-up orbs inside Quinn's fertile womb. Normally, his size would have hurt if she were unaccustomed to it, but the heat and their on and off playing allowed her to feel no pain at all.

The deluge of hybrid cum wouldn't let up for a few minutes, the strong pheromones in the air spurring his chemistry to produce as much as possible, causing Quinn to start cramping slightly and distend her normally flat torso a little. He was a little too big for her, after all.

Panting heavily, Arxl turned to press his hole to Quinn's as she rode out a world-shattering orgasm on the floor. Completely incapable of any speech, Arxl directed his attention to Flurry, who was admiring their work and getting more needy by the second.

"Flurry, would you come here a moment?" Arxl asked in a singsong voice.

His cock still pulsing swimmers into Quinn, he watched as Flurry padded over to sit in front of him, "How long do I have to wait for my turn?" She asked meekly, tail swishing in anticipation.

"We have a little while... But if you're expecting to take all of me, we need to get you ready first." Arxl stated with a sly smile. Leaning forward, Arxl bit Flurry's neck to drag her down and closer. Letting out a chirp in surprise, flurry limply rested in front of him, legs spread, dark spade bulging outward from her heat.

Diving in, Arxl took the whole mound into his muzzle, using his teeth to knead it while his tongue worked its way inside. Flurry's reaction was immediate, and her lithe body squirmed under his onslaught. "S-So this is why they- oooh... call you Prince of Spades?" Flurry managed to get out between her moans.

Arxl smirked but continued his work, wedging his tongue deeper into her tight passage. He began wagging happily as he enjoyed watching the cute marble fox writhe in pleasure under him. It didn't hurt that there was a hot, tight cookie gripping his member snugly in place as his orgasm ebbed off, leaving the tie to ensure pregnancy.

Flurry, showing her seldom used confidence and teasing spoke up, "At least they call you that when you aren't begging for more as wolves and foxes alike mount you, I hear you turn more needy than us in heat." Flurry giggled and Arxl blushed, splaying a bit before deciding to make her choke on her giggling.

Opening his jaw fully, his upper teeth rested on Flurry's stomach, while his lower jaw at her tailhole. The sensation of his teeth wrapped around such a significant, and sensitive, part of her sent shivers down her spine. Her silence turned into loud whimpering as Arxl's new position allowed his tongue to push deeper than ever before, past her first set of vaginal muscles. Clamping down on the invading muscle barely slowed his advance, making Flurry gasp out and flex her toes in pure bliss.

'Now she sees why I have that title...' Arxl thought as his velvet tongue tasted Flurry's deepest reaches. Potent vixen nectar seeping over his tongue and down his throat caused him to stir, thinking of his desire to seed another, he yanked free of Quinn, thankfully shrunken enough to not do harm and leave her only moaning as his cum pooled on the den's floor.

Concentrating to allow his member back into his sheath without getting hard again as he ate out Flurry was quite a feat. Arxl's sheath was dripping in his last coupling's combined fluids as he pushed his jaw against Flurry, making her scoot along the floor a little as he drove his tongue as deep as possible. Flurry's hindpaws kicked wildly and her body thrashed on the floor under him. His tongue hurt from the intense grip she had on it, but eventually, he withdrew.

Once again drooling some vixen cum as he panted, he stood over Flurry, eyes glazed in lust and hunger as he looked upon his quarry. Flurry barely had time to rest in afterglow before Arxl growled out, "This will probably hurt a bit, but you'll get your wish."

Jaws closed around Flurry's neck loosely, dragging her to a mound in the den to lie her on her back in a raised position. Arxl wasted no time in getting comfortably on top of her and pressing his soaked sheath to her equally wet spade. "Do you want my kits, little Flurry? Do you need to be tied with a cock way too big for you?" Arxl teased and ground his sheath against her vulva to accent when he said 'need.'

Flurry stuttered and tripped over her words as she was so taken aback by the normally submissive, gentle hybrid saying such dirty things to her. Eventually summoning her voice, "Please, Prince... I need your kits, please bless me with your seed...' Flurry shuddered and flushed in her ears saying that.

Getting his consent to go wild, he pushed forward to sheath his cock to immediately bury into the tightest spade he'd ever wedged himself into. He concerned himself with his partners more than anything, regardless of gender, no matter how unhinged he might have been. Watching the cute vixen intently, moaning softly as his slick cock spread the tight fox under him.

Arxl knew he would need to inflate inside her, he'd rip her if he tried once his knot grew outside. Pushing his whole body over her, he managed to worm his slender, still growing cock into her. Feeling the warmth on his unformed knot immediately caused it to grow, thankfully past her lips as they already grew to be stuck.

Flurry sighed breathlessly, "I... I feel it, Arxl. You feel so deep..."

Smirking at her comment, "You think I'm actually hard, yet?" Arxl teased as he wiggled his hips, stirring her soft insides with his member.

Quinn piped up from their side, "You'll know when he's at his largest, Flurry... Phew..." She warned, before leaning to lap at her sore cookie, cleaning the dripping cum from it.

"You're gonna be a sleeve, Flurry." Arxl whispered into the pinned fox's ear, making her shudder and clench, only causing his knot to grow.

Blushing deeper, Arxl opened his larger maw to sloppily open-mouth kiss Flurry's smaller muzzle. Their tongues fought and took their breath away as he started slowly rocking their bodies back and forth. Wet moans escaped their muzzles as Arxl struggled to maintain composure in the vicelike spade, his growing member now almost to full size began to feel uncomfortable to Flurry, but the kissing and heat helped relax her.

Stepping next to Flurry, Quinn began whispering encouragement to the little fox, "That's it, Flurry, you're doing great... Soon you'll be fuller than ever before, I'm still dripping here." She didn't expect a reply as Arxl decided to take advantage of his longer tongue in the fox's muzzle and open wide...

Similar to the trick he used when eating her out, he pushed his tongue into Flurry's throat, sliding it back and forth, tongue-fucking her swallowing passage. Light gagging and moans poured from the little fox as her senses were overwhelmed by the hybrid's double-ended assault on her small form.

Now mostly recovered, Quinn felt her heat's urges were subsiding, but she still wanted to enjoy her friend's bodies. Stepping behind the rutting pair, she crouched between Arxl's legs and looked closely at the distended mound, bulging around the too-large knot. The sight made her drool as she hungrily began lapping at the taut vulva and sensitive space behind Arxl's knot.

Arxl groaned into the helpless vixen's throat, he tried his best to not fuck her relentlessly from all the stimulation. Eventually he had to thrust harder, thankfully Flurry had already came a few times so she barely registered any pain as he was ready to peak.

Releasing her throat, letting her gasp for air as he was slack jawed in pleasure over her, drooling a bit on her own open, drooling muzzle. They were both flush with desire as they looked into each others' eyes.

Hearing and feeling them so close, Quinn stopped licking so she could open up and suckle on both of Arxl's fluffy, hanging orbs, wanting to feel him seed her friend.

The sensations overwhelmed Arxl as he began nearly pissing his cum into the small fox, barking at the intensity of the orgasm crashing into him. His straining orbs pulsed in Quinn's hot muzzle as he sent an overwhelming amount of spunk into Flurry's tight body. Their too-tight tie forcing all of his seed to fill her womb and flood her eggs, causing cramps and delight to rush through Flurry's small form.

Flurry's legs kicked and she squirmed in complete bliss as her heat was washed away by the hybrid, squirting her femcum over his sheath and onto Quinn. High pitched fox cries rang from her as the coupling that nature never intended was stuck deeply.

After the first few minutes of their orgasm subsided, the tied couple curiously looked at the same time at the fox's stomach. Distended to the point of early pregnancy, Flurry felt so full that it almost hurt. Her spade would be forever stretched to accommodate such a coupling, at least. The constant flood of endorphins helped numb her to the pain, allowing only pleasure for her to get drunk on.

Panting, Arxl began licking at Flurry's face, cleaning the mess they made from the sloppy kiss. Once satisfied with the grooming, Arxl lied down gently on the fox, enjoying the afterglow while his member slowly softened in the still-tight (at least for his size) passage.

Quinn, knowing what _she_wanted now, waited patiently at Flurry's abused cookie. Eventually, after sweet nothings and pillow talk, Arxl was soft enough to pull away from Flurry. Once his cock lewdly popped free of the dark spade, a waterfall of cum flowed from Flurry. Quinn opened her maw to catch some as it poured in, while plenty splattered onto her face and fluffy chest.

Flurry gasped and sighed as waves of relief washed over her, the pressure inside her was beginning to be too much to bear after so long. She just lied there, letting herself empty onto Quinn as her body recovered from the ordeal.

"I think we were successful in sating that heat of yours, girls..." Arxl cooed as he cleaned his sheath, watching the hungry vixen eat his cum from Flurry's spade.

Pulling her face away, showing what a mess she was to both Flurry and Arxl, Quinn piped up, "I think so, too, but how about we keep trying later?" She replied, swaying her bushy tail.

"I'd love to once I regain some measure of my soul, pretty sure I came nearly to death between the two of you succubi." Arxl joked, earning a pair of giggles from the vixens.

"I... I need to rest too, Quinn, wow... You are a mess." Flurry said breathlessly, snickering at the soaked red fox.

"How about you two clean your mess, then?" Quinn questioned coyly before picking flurry up by her scruff, to drag the limp fox to Arxl, so they could lie together and groom each other.

"Oh, before I forget, there's a catch with us being here." Flurry chimed in.

"Hm? What would that be?" Arxl inquired between licks.

"Our dads said that we can 'take care of this heat' with you, but whatever you do to us, they will do to you." Flurry giggled and blushed.

This made Arxl splay his ears and blush as well, "Uhm... i-is that so? Well, I guess that's a decent price to pay for getting the two of you for a week." He said cheerfully, wagging some.

'I think I'll need to sit my balls and ass in snow for a week once I'm done with them all...' Arxl thought to himself.