Forbidden Love - Chapter 2
Chapter 2.
Caity walked in, dropping her backpack on a chair before stretching out. "Hey Dar," she said softly as she walked up to him and gave him a hug. Her budding breasts, already a decent A cup, pressed against his chest for a moment, while the scent of her rose into her brother's nose. Her heat-scent had intensified, and called to his basic, feral instincts to claim her.
Darehl heard Azazel's words and saw him disappear, but didn't have much chance to react before Caity came into the house and over to him. He couldn't help but smile at his young sister as she hugged him, and he hugged her back, and for a second wished that Azazel had never come, and that they could just go on as they had. Then he called to mind all that the elder fox had said, and how he would be able to protect her so much better if he did this. He knew it would confuse her horribly, but could only hope she would understand. This all came to his mind before her scent hit him and he knew that this time he couldn't stop himself. She couldn't help her scent, and it pained his heart for a moment to think what he would do next.
He wrapped his arms tightly around her and picked her up, just as he might if he were going to swing her around in a hug like he sometimes did, but instead, he carried her swiftly out of the room, running on automatic almost, overwhelmed by his instinct. The bathroom door was left open, as was the shower, and to there he carried her, quickly and without another word, for fear that if he talked he might stop what he was doing. She was dressed in a skirt and tank top, as any young girl might be on a warm day, and it would make it all the easier for him to do the deed the first time.
Caiytlynn yipped as she normally would when her brother picked her up, thinking he was going to swing her around, but this time, he carried her from the front room and her eyes widened. "Dar? Wha...what are you doing?" She held tightly to him as he carried her. She looked at the bathroom as they entered, a strange feeling racing through her. Her scent grew as her brother carried her, her virgin sex, closer to his nose, so her heat-scent was stronger. "Dar?"
He bit his lip as she looked at him with those eyes of hers, and questioned him. Her eyes were always so innocent and piercing at the same time, questioning and caring. He wanted to tell her that everything would be alright, but still couldn't bring himself to talk. He willed her to know that he loved her even as he turned her around and pressed her against the wall. Her scent was so strong that his head was nearly swimming, but his own scent was rising to meet hers, and he was sure she had to smell it as well. He wasted no time in undressing her further than he had to, simply lifting her skirt and hooking a finger in her panties when they were revealed. In the small shower stall, her scent was growing even stronger, having no open space to dissipate into. His tail was curling around, his ears perked straight up, his body completely in feral instinct mode, even as he fought to not simply tear her clothes off and roughly rape her. He didn't want to terrify her by any means.
Caiytlynn yipped as she felt her brother's paws tugging her panties down, her body freezing in place. She knew he wouldn't hurt her, but his actions were confusing her. Unlike him, she didn't know this was how things used to be done by the royals, but her body reacted to his scent and movements, her legs spreading slightly, giving him access to her rapidly dampening slit. Her paws pressed against the wall, her head turning to the side, looking over her shoulder at him. "Dar? Please... tell me what's going on."
He grunted and leaned into her, licking her neck. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't, knowing that Azazel had told him he mustn't tell her before the initial act. He simply pinched his eyes shut and left two long wet licks on her, one on her neck, the other on her cheek, then opened his eyes and began to push his pants down. He fumbled for only a moment with the button on his jeans, then shoved them away with one thrust, his boxers following soon behind, pushed down to his knees. Now that her panties were away from her slit, he felt like he might become intoxicated from her scent, it was heavenly, a perfect mixture of her sweetness and her feral need to be mated. His cock, already partly out of his sheath, slipped the rest of the way, except for the knot, and throbbed red as he touched her butt with it. He tried to give her a reassuring smile, putting one hand on her shoulder to keep her from moving while the other hand guided his cock toward her virgin slit. It didn't take much to find it, dripping with wetness and the smell of her heat, and he placed himself there, ready to take her.
Another yip slipped from her as she felt her brother's glans poking her butt. "Dar... We can't... It's not right..." she moaned out, the scent of his arousal hitting her sensitive nose and making her slit dampen even more. Her need rose higher, overwhelming her slight resistance to what he was about to do. Her body arched back towards him subconsciously, and she wiggled her rump as she felt him manoeuvring his cock to her slit. Her body was saying everything her mind and mouth weren't.
It must have been a good thing that she loved and trusted her brother so much, either that, or her feral instincts were just too much for her. Either way, Darehl felt her slit dampen much more after she said those words, and he knew this was the best it would get for her. He wasted not a moment longer, he was already nearly going crazy, and her body was reacting to him as well, pressing into him and wiggling. He gripped her hips with both hands now, releasing her shoulder, and pressing, slipping inside in a steady motion until he hit her hymen. He knew this was the last chance to stop, but he couldn't, wouldn't. He pressed forward in a short jerk, but continued all the way until he was hilted inside her.
Caiytlynn yelped as she felt him pressing into her, then let out a loud yowling cry as he found her hymen and pushed in through it. Her body stiffened for a moment as she adjusted to his thickness inside her, stretching her tight hole around him. She felt every inch of him inside her, her walls gripping him like a glove. Her tail barely had time to move out of the way before he pushed into her, and she pushed back against him, her paws pushing her away from the wall. At her waist height, she noticed a bar in a small alcove in the wall and reached down to grip it, bending over to give her brother what he wanted.
Darehl was breathing heavily already, his cock now buried in his sister's pussy to the hilt, something he had only ever dreamed of doing in his darkest fantasies. Her tightness gripped him solidly, and as he began to pull out, he saw streaks of her blood on his slightly paler cock. Her yowl had nearly broken his heart, but when she bent over to grip the shower bar, he thought that maybe she actually wanted what he was giving her. This drove him onward, started him moving in her, fucking her now, slowly, but picking up speed as he gripped her hips and used them as leverage to fuck her.
In the hallway, Azazel smiled to himself, knowing that the claiming had begun, and she had still been a virgin, ensuring that when Darehl tied her and filled her with his seed, she would be bound to him completely. Darehl would be the only male she would ever want inside her, but as for how submissive she would be... well, that was another story. It looked good so far though. She wasn't fighting her brother as he claimed her. In fact, she was bending over to give him better access to her. He approved of what he was seeing so far, but he had to watch to make sure Darehl tied her.
Caiytlynn yipped as she felt her brother holding her hips firmly, his length sliding from her as her walls tried to keep him inside her. She slipped her tongue from her muzzle as she started breathing heavier, her body still adjusting to his possession of her. Her eyes almost rolled back in her head as he slid back into her, starting to set a good pace as he fucked her. A low whine slid from her throat as he moved in and out of her, and she bucked back against him, her legs pressing against his thighs as her tail flipped up, resting against his chest as the tip flicked over his shoulder. The last marking she had, was hidden as her brother fucked her.
Darehl himself was groaning ever few thrusts, having never felt these sensations, being a virgin himself until just now; he was glad he had waited and was now taking her, though. As her tail came up and lay on his chest, he gripped the base of it with one hand, and leaned back slightly, pressing his hips harder against her with each thrust as he pounded away. He could tell it wouldn't be long now. The rising of their heat had them both panting, and since it was the first time for both of them, neither had what could be called amazing stamina. Darehl's might be slightly better, just because he was both a male, and royal too; but if it was, he must have already used it up. He could feel that his knot wanted to begin expanding, so he slammed himself home once more, hilted himself, and stayed that way, releasing her tail and hip to lean forward and grip her tits through her shirt, and nip her neck.
As his knot entered her, she let out another yowling cry, her walls suddenly contracting around his cock and squeezing hard. She yipped and cried out, her juices coating her brother's cock as she experienced her first orgasm. Her legs started trembling as she was barely able to remain upright as her brother leaned over her, gripping her small breasts and nipping her neck.
Grunted as she cried out, he held her against him as she writhed through her first ever climax, and he smiled that he had caused it. His hands groped her breasts rather gently for the situation, and he humped her, his knot stuck deep in her cunt. Soon enough, he began to cum as well, the stimulation being just too much for him, having her cunt squeezing him. He lifted his head and yowled himself, his tail going rigid as he came inside her, spraying her with seed as he was tied, sealing them as a couple forever.
Caity panted as she felt the short thrusts into her, then let out another yip as she suddenly felt her brother cumming inside her, his hot seed, shooting deep into her womb. Her eyes widened as she realized that with her in heat, she would, not just could, get pregnant by her brother. How were they going to keep that fact a secret from the rest of the species living in the valley? Right now though, wasn't the time to bring that up. For now, she would just enjoy the feel of him in her. She turned her head, looking up at her brother as he leaned over her, and licked his muzzle lovingly.
At that moment, the last thing he had expected from her was a lick on the muzzle, but when it happened, his eyes popped open and he leaned over further to lick her back, from her cheek, down her muzzle to her nose. He still hadn't talked through the entire experience, but at this point he didn't need to. She wasn't too angry, or even in her heated and tied state she wouldn't have licked him like that, would she? He didn't think so. He humped her a few more times as his cum flooded into her, enough to get her pregnant several times over before his knot began to slowly shrink and he attempted to pull out. He held onto her still though, gently gripping her and holding his twelve year old sister up, until with a wet pop, his knot came out of her freshly deflowered cunt.
Caity gave a low yip as he pulled out of her, some of his cum leaking from her cunt, stained pink by her virgin blood as it ran down her thighs, but with where her brother was standing, still behind her, her ass couldn't be seen by Azazel in the hallway. Her eyes had closed as she felt her brother licking her muzzle back from her cheek to her nose. Slowly, she opened her eyes again, looking at her brother. "Darehl?"
"I'll tell you everything later Caity," he whispered, "But for now, get down on your hands and knees and clean my cock up from your pussy..." He said it in a half commanding, and half gentle kind of way, putting her to the test now that both of them had calmed down. He wanted to see if she would, indeed, listen to what he told her to do.
Years of listening to their father, then Darehl himself, had taught her to obey the commanding tone in his voice. Even though her own nature wanted her to rebel against it; what swayed her most to doing as her brother bid, was the gentleness he used in his command. She was already close to being on her paws and knees so she moved down, turning to face her brother, her ass turning towards the wall. Her paws gripped his thighs lightly as she leaned her muzzle down to his knot and licked him. Her warm tongue lightly ran over his still deflating knot, her eyes gazing up at her brother.
He gazed back down at her with love in his eyes, as well as apology for not being able to tell her, and yet more gentleness. He put one hand on her head as she began to lick him, from knot to tip, and he groaned slightly, since now his cock was even more sensitive than it had been when he had been fucking her. He watched her movements and her eyes, and saw her tail lift as she got more into the sucking, then flicked his eyes away from her for just a moment to see if he could spot Azazel yet.
Behind Darehl, out in the hallway, Azazel nodded in approval as the young vixen got to her paws and knees and starting licking her brother, her mate, her master, clean. In his head, Darehl heard, Turn around. I need to see how much is leaking from her. After that I will leave the two of you alone until after you return with your youngest sister.
Caity licked her brother, and then a twinkle entered her eyes, as she opened her muzzle and took the tip of his still semi hard cock into her maw and started sucking on the tip. Her tongue swirled around him as she sucked on the tip and her paws shifted, one moving to his hip as the other gently cupped his balls and fondled them.
Darehl heard the voice, clear as if Azazel had been standing right next to him. He gave a slight nod, then smiled and looked down at her as she gazed up at him and began to 'properly' suck on her brother's cock. He winked at her, and gently began to turn around, until her ass was pointed back at the hallway, and he was able to lean against the shower wall. He petted her head gently and grunted as she cleaned and sucked on his cock. He glanced back out to the hall, but no sign of Azazel was to be seen.
Caity turned as her brother did, understanding that he needed the support of the shower wall behind him after the intense release he'd just found in her. She knew that if she hadn't been as close to the ground as she had been, or told to get on her paws and knees to clean her brother off, she would have collapsed from the intensity. Her tail was raised high, her heart shaped mark over her tight little tailhole fully visible to Azazel in the hallway.
The older fox started slightly as he saw that mark, knowing that the time was ripe and these were the ones he had prophesized about millennia ago. Now he knew why exactly he had to help Darehl back on the throne. This sister of his was the prophesized female to return Mascul and Femalia to their full power and glory, but she would do it at her brother's side as his mate. Everything was falling into place in his mind about what would come to be, but even he didn't know everything that was going to happen.
Her brother gave another grunt as she sucked him off, and he smiled down at her. By now, his cock was quite clean, and she was just sucking on it for the pleasure of doing so. He winked at her and nodded, "Okay, you can get up now..." he sighed, leaning down far enough to offer her a helping hand off the floor. As he did so, he suddenly had a question, but didn't know if Azazel could hear him if he just thought it... still he had heard the elder fox's words, so maybe it worked both ways. He thought. Is she allowed to keep her clothes as we go get my younger sister, or does she have to get naked?
Azazel answered back, though his words sounded as if he was moving away. She may go clothed out of the house, but she should get used to being naked inside, especially around you. You can claim her anytime you want her, so she must be ready to take you inside her, and it's easiest to do that when she has nothing on to bar your possession of her. I will return after you return with your youngest sister. There is more for me to tell you, and your sister-mate needs to hear it as well. With that, the older fox completely disappeared from his mind.
Caity took her brother's paw and rose to her hindpaws. "Darehl? I'm not complaining, but what was that about?" She wavered on her legs, unused to the sensations she had felt not long before, and she leaned against her brother, her young, fertile body pressed against his. The scent of her heat-need was dimmed, but not gone.
Darehl didn't have a chance to reply to Azazel before he disappeared and then Caity was standing. He let her lean on him and he put an arm around her as he stood on his own, stronger, but still shaky legs. He gave her a little smile and a lick on her muzzle, then let his hand play through her hair next to her ears. "I was so afraid you would be mad Sis... but I'm glad you aren't," he started by saying, as he bent to adjust his boxers and pants up around his waist. She had lost her panties sometime during the fuck, and he left them on the floor. "I have so much to tell you Caity... I don't know where to begin really..."
Her own nature, not quite fully submissive, but nowhere near as dominant and commanding as her brother's, led her to reach up and pull his head down. Their muzzles barely touched as she whispered, "I was startled, sure, but it felt so right, Dar. And you're my big brother. If you need this, you can have me." She pressed her lips against his, kissing him in a manner neither of them had ever anticipated that they would kiss. Her tongue slid along his lips, searching for a way between them. She wanted to taste her brother's mouth and tongue. She pulled back for a moment, whispering, "The beginning is usually the best place, Dar," then her mouth returned to his, kissing him fervently, her paws slipping into his hair as she finally slipped her tongue between his lips and into his maw. Her eyes closed as her tongue searched out and swirled around his, drawing him into a tongue tango.
Darehl didn't resist as she pulled his head down and rubbed her muzzle against his, only the barest of touches, and yet so charged. He smiled softly at her, wrapping both of his arms around her and clasping them behind her back, pulling her to him gently. Before she started kissing, he whispered back. "Thank you, Caity," was all he could say. Her mouth was then on his, her tongue flicking over his lips. He made a small "mmmm" sound as she whispered and then he opened his lips and let her enter, felt her licking his tongue and twisting around it. He reciprocated, thrusting his own tongue forward and around hers, into her mouth. His hands rubbed her back gently as they kissed passionately. He had never imagined before today that this could happen, but now she was, at least somewhat giving in, and telling him that he could have her. He felt what she said was true... when they were coupled it had felt so right, like it was meant to be.
Caiytlynn murred softly into the kiss, her body pressed fully against her older brother's. After a couple of minutes, she gently pulled back, licking his lips and muzzle. "Now then, why don't you tell me what that was all about. Then we can go get Amarantha from school." She slipped her paw into his, and gently led him from the bathroom to the living room, where she sat him on the couch and she curled up against him.
Darehl savoured every second of that kiss before she pulled back and took his hand. He smiled and nodded as he sat down, "Ok, let's see," he leaned back on the couch and put one arm around her, looking into the distance a bit as he thought about where to begin. He rubbed his eyes and temples with his free hand, then looked into the distance, "When I got home this afternoon I went about checking out the house, someone knocked on the door just before I finished. It was this older fox. He was dressed in white robes and had this sword at his hip. I was suspicious at first, but he soon convinced me he meant no harm. I let him in, because he said he had much to tell me and explain."
He turned to look at her, "He explained to me why we have these markings on us, and why for years I've always been faster and more intelligent and cunning than all the others. We are of royal blood, Caity, descended from the ancient lines themselves. Mom was a pure Femalia and Dad was a pure Mascul. Your markings are of Mom's and mine of Dad's."
Excitement tainted his voice as he spoke, "This fox, his name was Azazel, told me that he has come from the past to save the future, to aid me in coming back to my rightful place as ruler of the Mascul kingdom. He said that to do that we would eventually have to find a way to move back into the ancestral homes of our people, which were conquered by another faction ages ago." He sighed, "Gosh he said so much. Umm... He told me that in ancient times, brothers always mated their sisters to keep the lines pure and undefiled by outside sources, and that in order to even begin taking up my rightful place I needed to take you as my own, and Amarantha too."
He frowned, "I still have to ask him about her, but you were the first step. At first I didn't want to, because I was afraid you would be mad, but he made me realize that by doing this, I could protect you better than any other person ever could, and I want that more than anything." He blushed then, "Besides, you're coming into your heat and I don't think I could have held back much longer myself."
Caiytlynn listened to her brother, questions abounding in her mind, things she wanted to ask, but she waited to hear her brother out first. She had many things that she wondered about, and nuzzled into his neck. "So if you're supposed to take the Mascul throne, Dar, does that mean I'm supposed to take the Femalia throne?" It was the first question she could think of that her brother might know the answer to, otherwise she might have to ask this mysterious older fox. "Dar? Is this Azazel going to come back when the rest of us can meet him?"
"Yeah, he's coming back. At least he said he was going to. After we have gone and got Ama from school. He said he would meet us back here and explain some more." He smiled gently at her and rubbed her shoulder, thinking of the answer to her other question. "As for the other, I don't think so. He said something about the time coming when the kingdoms would be united as never before, or something like that. Almost like I'm going to rule them both, and since you're my sister-slave." He trailed off and shrugged. "You might want to ask him about that actually, if he lets you. If not, I will. I'm not sure how much females are allowed to do in the ancient Mascul traditions, and since you're now my 'slave,' you have to abide by them." He licked the side of her muzzle gently.
Caity looked up at him. "Slave? What do you mean, Dar?" She licked his muzzle back, knowing that no matter what, her brother would keep her safe, but she wasn't sure what she would have to do as his slave, nor if she would like it. She wasn't commanding the way he was though, so she didn't know if she could lead the Femalia the way they should be. But Dar had been teaching her a little about self-defence, if she should ever need it when he wasn't around, which wasn't that often. Maybe it was better for both of them if she just submitted to him as his slave, but would that be best for the Femalia? She was the highest ranking Femalia left, it seemed. Her mind was whirling with the information. She gave a slight shake of her head, then, looked up at him again. "Let's go get Ama, Dar. We'll sort everything out when we get home."