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The Seduction of Seleste

From the world of the mating season

Friendly Competition

Chapter 64

Seleste crept carefully up the gloomy hall. She was in the clay hut where - as Nahimana had told her - Keme and the others were sleeping as guests. It was the dead of night, and only two guards had been at the door outside. They nodded Seleste in without question, and she entered the dark front room, clad in a long white gown Nahimana had leant her. The gown was very elegantly woven, with an open back and a collar of beads that held it on her slender neck. She had matching bead bracelets on her wrists - also given to her by Nahimana - and the sorceress had brushed her mane and slicked it with mane oils before she departed. As a finishing touch, a white flower was put behind her ear.

Seleste had insisted that she didn't need to dress herself up to see Keme - he might turn her away without a word. But Nahimana had insisted that he wouldn't.

"Does he love you?" the sorceress had asked pointedly.

"Yes," Seleste had answered.

Nahimana had smiled. "Then he won't turn you away."

Seleste made her way down the hall and paused. The hut was very long and had two floors and many rooms. She suddenly realized she didn't know which floor Keme would be on. She paused in frustration. To hell with it. She'd try the first floor!

Seleste passed up the hall, sniffing for Keme, following the faint scent of him that floated on the air. She came triumphantly to a room at the end of the hall and stopped: his scent was very strong here.

So she had found his room. Now all she needed to do was get up the nerve to go inside. Seleste took a deep breath, reminding herself that if Keme were to turn her away, it wouldn't be the first time. She pulled the curtain aside and entered.

The room was dark, and no moonlight shone through the little window on the right. However, light flickered in from the burning basins that lit the streets, and by this light, Seleste could make out shapes in the gloom. A large bed stood against the wall, and on the bedside table were candles burned to the wick. Spears also stood near the bed, and traveling packs had been thrown in chairs.

Seleste saw Keme sleeping soundly on his belly. She started toward the bed at once and nearly stumbled to a halt: LiAnh was sleeping beside him! All these rooms in the hut, and they'd been forced to share a bed? Seleste stood there, not understanding. She pushed the strands of hair back from her face, and the beads on her bracelet clicked. Keme's ears pricked forward.

"Mmm," Keme moaned. He opened his eyes. "Seleste!" He scrambled up and sat regarding her in confusion.

"Shh!" Seleste cautioned him. "You'll wake LiAnh!"

Keme glanced at his brother, but he looked back at her, and his eyes traced up and down her body. He swallowed hard.

Seleste smiled to herself: he liked what he saw.

"What . . . what are you doing here?" Keme said and pushed the rumpled mane back from his eyes.

"I wanted to see . . . you . . ." the words died on Seleste's lips when Keme pushed the sheet back from his lap, revealing his soft cock, his rippling belly, and hard thighs. She swallowed hard when he swung his legs around to sit on the edge of the bed - that muscular body flexing, those abs crunching -- and as she stared at him, something curious started to happen.

"Seleste . . ." Keme said slowly. "What the hell!"

Seleste tried to step back but she was too slow. Keme grabbed her hip, and pulling her close, he smoothed his paw up her thigh, pushing up her skirt until her rigid cock flopped against the cold air. His mouth fell open, and he stared at her pink cock in shock.

"I . . . I can explain . . ." Seleste stammered. She fumbled to get her dress down, but Keme grabbed her paw and stopped her.

Seleste went very still. His other paw was still holding her dress up against her thigh. His green eyes were fixed on her cock, and they burned with quiet hunger. He licked his lips, and she gasped when he slowly dragged his tongue along the shaft. Seleste melted all over. He licked her again, then harder, longer. He pulled her close by the hips and started devouring her in long sucks. Seleste gasped and sighed, whispering his name as he sucked her. She'd had no idea he was so good at sucking cock! His sucks were long and slow, as were the strokes of his hot tongue. As he closed his eyes and tasted her, Seleste could see his own cock standing hard in his lap.

Seleste cried out and her dick flinched: she had almost come in his mouth. Keme stopped sucking, and taking her paw, he pulled her down toward the bed.

Seleste pulled away. She shook her head so furiously her ears flopped.

Keme glanced over at LiAnh, who was still sound asleep. Seleste could see he didn't care. When she bit her lip and hesitated, he gave her cock an exquisite stroke between his finger and thumb. She shivered all over as he gazed with dark desire into her eyes, and she thought, You nimble-fingered bastard.

Keme laughed at the defeat in her face. "You came all this way," he whispered. "You going to stop now?"

Seleste looked at his handsome face, his muscular body, and ached all over. "No," she whispered. "I can't stop now!"

Seleste pushed Keme down on his face, and he grunted as she climbed on top. She looked at him and licked her lips. He was beautiful lying beneath her, his tight muscular back, his hard ass checks, his black mane. She hitched up her skirts, then carefully rubbed her cock against his ass checks. She could see him waiting, peering at her over his shoulder. She pushed back his tail and saw the tight knot of flesh underneath. Very carefully, she slid her wet cock in, and Keme melted under her.

"Ooooh, Seleste," he whispered.

"Shh!" Seleste cried anxiously. Her frightened eyes darted to LiAnh, who was sleeping on his back. When she was certain he was sleeping, she leaned down close to Keme, and pressing the soft mounds of her breasts to his back, she started moving her hips against him. And, god, his ass was so hot and tight and clenching! She fucked him deeply, slowly, and smiled when she saw his fingers tighten in the sheets. There was an audible rip, and Keme whispered, "Oops . . ."

"Shh!" Seleste cried again. She straightened up and paused to stare at LiAnh. He hadn't moved.

"I'm sorry," Keme whispered. "Please, baby . . . don't stop."

Seleste's heart leapt to hear him say that. She leaned down close again, and their soft moans and sighs rose to the rhythm of their lovemaking.

After a while, Seleste became more vigorous, and Keme whispered breathlessly that he was coming. He gritted his teeth and cried out, and she saw the spurt that pooled under him. She was coming as well. She pulled out when it had happened and lay on top of Keme, her breasts heaving against his back.

"So . . . that sorceress . . . gave you . . . a dick?" Keme said breathlessly after a pause.

"No . . . taught me . . . to grow one," Seleste answered just as breathlessly. She lay on Keme in a happy daze, her cheek bulging in her pretty eye.

Keme heaved a laugh, and lying on his back, Seleste felt herself wobble from it.

"Of course, she did," he said, mocking Seleste's casual tone.

Seleste closed her eyes and gulped for air. "At least LiAnh . . . didn't . . . wake up."

Keme laughed again. "Something tells me he did."

Seleste looked over at LiAnh and gasped: LiAnh had pitched a tent under the sheets. When Seleste reached over and shoved him in the shoulder, he winced and sat up guiltily.

Seleste climbed off Keme, suddenly very glad that she had left her gown on. Keme sat up as well, and the three of them sat together in bed, Seleste in the middle. Keme covered his cum spot with a pillow, and Seleste tried not to laugh at him.

Then silence.

Seleste folded her arms and hunched her shoulders. She suddenly felt naked and exposed. LiAnh had watched her fucking Keme! She looked at him guiltily: she had cheated on him _right_in front of him. But he looked too embarrassed by his hard-on to be angry.

Keme rubbed his ears awkwardly. "So . . ."

"Why are you two sharing a room anyway?" Seleste demanded miserably.

"Dad's idea," LiAnh answered. "Thought it would force us to have a heart to heart or something."

"Did you?"

Keme snorted. "We took one look at each other and went to bed. I seriously considered sleeping on the floor."

"As if you weren't used to it," LiAnh sniped.

Keme glared at him.

"LiAnh, you promised me," Seleste scolded.

LiAnh laughed. "Considering what you just did, Seleste, that's a moot point."

Seleste miserably fell silent.

"I knew this would happen sooner or later," LiAnh went on. "I knew you wouldn't be able to keep your paws off her!" He glared at Keme.

Keme's mouth fell open incredulously. "Yeah, because I'm the one who just snuck in her room and fucked her in the middle of the night!"

"Keme's right, it's no one's fault but mine . . ." Seleste said.

"Damn straight," they both said at once.

Arms still folded, Seleste glared at them both. "Look at you two! You hate each other, and yet you're so much alike, it's sickening. You might as well hate yourselves!"

Keme's mouth fell open, and LiAnh tossed a disgusted paw as he cried, "What! I'm nothing like him!"

"You both like me with a dick apparently," Seleste said pointedly and nodded at LiAnh's lap.

LiAnh was still pitching a tent and covered it with his paws. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he insisted. "I'm - I'm not hard at all. That's simply my knee - or the sheet is bunched up."

Keme laughed. "Oh brother."

LiAnh's ears flattened and he glared at Keme. "Shut up! Like you weren't just on your stomach taking it!"

"Point made," Seleste said quietly. She smiled at the sheepish looks that crossed their faces.

"Fine," LiAnh said irritably. "We're a little alike. That doesn't mean we have to like each other. And you - I can't believe what you just - how could you betray me with him!" He glowered at Seleste.

Seleste looked at LiAnh miserably. "I can't help it, I love him."

LiAnh shook his head. "You could learn to love me, your husband, but you won't even give me a chance."

"He's . . . right, Seleste," Keme said wearily. "We were wrong. I'm married, too. I shouldn't be . . ." Keme sighed and leaned his head back against the wall. "Not that Iniwa would care. She'd probably think all this was romantic." Keme have a half-smile as he thought of his wife.

Seleste held herself and looked miserably at her lap. She was stupid for doing this. She never should have come! There were several times where she had decided against it, but always, Nahimana insisted that she should go. Because if she was really doomed to walk the sea of ice, she should grab every chance to be with Keme that she could, consequences be damned. But sitting between them, she felt like a fool. A selfish, spoiled fool. Seleste sniffed and was blinded by the sudden rise of hot tears.

"Seleste?" Keme whispered. He caught a tear on his thumb and frowned.

"Don't cry," LiAnh begged miserably. "It's just . . . while it might solve our problems if you birthed Keme's pup, I want nothing to do with him! I might let you sleep with the idiot otherwise."

"Gee, thanks," Keme said sarcastically.

LiAnh smiled at him and said with bright sarcasm, "You're welcome!"

Still sniffling, Seleste lifted her head. "You would . . . you would let me . . .?"

"Yes," LiAnh said grudgingly. "If it would make you happy. I'm the one who couldn't make pups. Ehawae . . . she might have been as fertile as Mother Earth."

Seleste stared at him, not knowing what to say.

Keme was clearly taken aback as well. "You would do that?"

LiAnh folded his arms and looked away, his ears flat. "Yes! Alright!" he snapped. "It's not uncommon when a chief can't produce an heir. He usually asks a sibling to step in anyway. I would have preferred Zane or maybe Zee --"

"What!" Seleste cried and colored up just thinking about it. "LiAnh, I couldn't --"

"I know," LiAnh said over her and laughed. "I guess it's better if it's someone you love." He sneered at Keme. "Even if he happens to be someone I hate."

Keme folded his arms. "But how do you really know it was you and not your wife?"

LiAnh cleared his throat and sniffed. "A shaman examined us both. After the first year with no children, we became desperate. The shaman said it was me, but she publically took the fall. It's always a shameful thing," he finished bitterly, "when a male can't make sons."

Silence filled the room, and still sniffling with tears, Seleste didn't know what to say. The fact that LiAnh would allow her to be with Keme . . . it was unbelievable. She reached over and turned his face to hers, and when their eyes met, his face softened. She kissed him.

"Thank you, LiAnh," Seleste whispered.

LiAnh was flustered and embarrassed. He waved her off. "Of course. You know I'd do anything - don't thank me."

Seleste and Keme exchanged smiles.

"So which one of us is better in bed?" Keme said.

LiAnh's head snapped around.

"I heard you two back in the cave," Keme said when they stared at him.

Seleste went beet red. "Keme, that's not funny. Don't say such things --"

"Why not," Keme said over her. He reached over and shoved LiAnh in the shoulder. "How about a little friendly competition?"

Seleste had fully expected for LiAnh to get angry, but he looked over at Keme and grinned mischievously. They both ripped the sheets back, and Seleste didn't know what hit her. Their paws were everywhere. They pushed her skirts up and pulled the top of her dress down. Her breasts were exposed in seconds and they were sucking them and squeezing them. Her cock was rock hard now and their tongues fought to lick her. Looking down at their heads moving in her lap, Seleste was ecstasy.

Keme sat in front of Seleste, and LiAnh took her hips and helped guide her pussy down on his cock. She cried out as he filled her, and holding her close to his chest, Keme seemed to enjoy the soft slap of her cock on his belly. He looked at her with soft green eyes and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and as they were kissing, Seleste cried out against Keme's lips: LiAnh eased his cock carefully in her ass.

Seleste melted all over. LiAnh's hard cock was wet, and she could only assume he had licked his own paw and wet it. Now he took her hips in his paws, and as he moved inside, his kisses showered her neck.

Locked between the muscular bodies of both brothers, Seleste rocked suspended, her eyes closed, her pretty lips moaning. Her head fell back against LiAnh, and as he kissed her neck, he cupped her breasts and offered them to Keme. Keme leaned down to suck her tits, his muscular back hunching to get inside. Their hard bodies enclosed her, their moans and sighs rose against her own, and they fucked her gently, slowly until they both had come inside.

Seleste came last. Holding Keme's shoulders, she looked down between them and could see her cock twitching against his belly. The pleasure was so intense, she didn't know how to let it go. They whispered their encouragement, telling her to breathe and just relax, and it happened: her cock flinched, then squirted against Keme.

The brothers pulled Seleste down to the bed with them, then pulled the sheets over and held her close.

"So . . . who won?" Keme whispered.

Deliciously tired, eyes closed, Seleste laughed softly. "It's a tie."

"What!" cried LiAnh. "You're kidding!"

But Seleste didn't answer. She pretended to doze off. Because she knew Keme and LiAnh were going to wind up talking, and she wanted to hear every word.

She was right.

"So . . ." Keme said after a pause. "What's the real reason you're allowing this? It can't be just because you want an heir. I mean, like you said, you could just ask Zane . . ."

Seleste heard LiAnh's sigh of exasperation. "I like her, alright? And I want her to be happy."

"You like her enough to let her sleep with someone else?" Keme said skeptically.

"Yes!" LiAnh said impatiently. "Can you imagine what it's been like for me since my wife died? Of course you can't - because you wouldn't even stop to think of me. None of you think of my feelings. But Seleste . . . she does. Or she did. Until she slept with you tonight."

Listening to the bitter tone in LiAnh's voice, Seleste felt a guilty pang. She had made an effort to comfort him, and afterwards, had shat all over that effort by fucking Keme.

"So why did you get married?" LiAnh said after a pause. "Why didn't you . . . oh, I don't know . . . crash my wedding and make off with her?"

Keme laughed. "You really think I could have done that?"

"Why not? With your strength, you could have brought the whole gazebo down."

"Uh, helloooo? You're my brother. I wouldn't do that to you. The fact that you're my brother is what's kept me from snapping your annoying neck thus far."

"Yes. Thank you for not snapping."

Seleste's heart skipped happily when they both laughed.

"And even if I wanted to steal her away," Keme said darkly, "to where would we have run? The sun village? Would they harbor a fugitive and his hostage?" Keme laughed. "No doubt the villages would have become enemies that day. Kidnapping a princess? That's got to be a death sentence. Seleste and I would have wandered endlessly. I could have done it . . . but I want better for her. She deserves to be safe somewhere, with a roof over her head, and someone to love her. If I couldn't give that to her . . . I was willing to trust that you could."

Keme fell silent, and lying between them, Seleste melted all over with happiness. Why couldn't he have told her this before? She had spent so long believing he hadn't stolen her away simply because he didn't want her, simply because he preferred to just let her go.

"And here I almost feel sorry for you," LiAnh said after a pause.

Keme laughed. "Yeah. Almost." After another pause he added, "And I do understand what you're going through."

LiAnh snorted, unconvinced. "Do you?"

"The first female I ever loved . . . she was bitten by a snake. She suffered for so many long, agonizing hours . . . and I was determined to save her, so I searched the jungle for the right herbs."

"What happened?" LiAnh whispered softly, though the dread in his voice said he already knew.

"The herbs I found would have only slowed the venom down. There was nothing I could do. She was going to die. She begged me to end her suffering. I did."

Silence fell between them. And it went on for so long, Seleste was tempted to open her eyes. She was glad when she didn't.

"I'm sorry," LiAnh whispered hoarsely.

"So am I," Keme said softly.

Another pause, then LiAnh laughed. "You know, tomorrow we're going to go for breakfast, and we'll be all nice to each other, and Dad'll think it was because of him."

Keme laughed too. "Yeah, I can see him now. But we both know it was because of Seleste."

"Yeah. Whatever that sorceress is teaching her, I hope it helps us with Wynn."

"Wynn . . . what was she like? I know she had my strength. Sylas said she was wild."

"Ha. He probably left out bitchy, bossy, skanky --"

"What!"

"But then he would. He's in love with her."

"Dare I ask how she was skanky?" Keme said in amazement.

"Inden was going to marry her when she lived with us. They went through puppy love together and everything. But then they grew up, and she fucked around on him, broke his heart, left us, and he married Elele instead."

"Ouch," Keme said.

"Inden still loves her, the idiot. If he didn't, he wouldn't be coming to help her."

"If Inden sees some good in her, you don't believe it's there? I mean, you seem to really admire Inden. Why don't you trust his judgment?"

LiAnh laughed flatly. "It's not that I really hate Wynn. I know she's not the face of evil or anything. But I still . . . _hate_her. Sibling rivalry. Nothing made me happier than putting thorns in her bed. Heh. Those were the days."

Keme laughed. "Why am I suddenly really glad I grew up without siblings like you?"

"I dunno, Keme. I wouldn't have minded having you around when I was a kid. Maybe you could have ganged up on Wynn with me."

"I guess. But I don't do thorns. I prefer leaving spiders."

"That would've worked. She hated them too."

Seleste heard one of them yawn, and Keme's arm tightened around her. His fingers slid up her neck and massaged her scalp. She smiled. She could feel LiAnh smoothing his paw down her arm, then he kissed her cheek.

"Let's go to sleep," LiAnh said. "We need to be able to rise with the others."

"Goodnight . . . brother."

Seleste smiled. Because no matter how he tried to hide it, she could hear the delight in LiAnh's voice when he answered, "Goodnight, brother."