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The Seduction of Seleste

From the world of the mating season

His Eyes Like Stars

Chapter 78

Keme heard the moans before he even entered the room. He paused outside the curtain and listened angrily. He could hear a female's shrill cries and . . . squelching. Ugh! He knew it! He knew she would get drunk and - With an angry heave of his chest, Keme ripped the curtain aside so hard it fell with a clatter, bringing the gold curtain rod down with it. His eyes went immediately to the bed, but no one was there. He took an uncertain step into the room and halted.

His eyes traveled through the spread of fur-lined chairs, low tables, screens, and armoires, to the far side of the room. There, under a great bay window, was a white couch with blue and gold cushions. Nahimana was on her back on it, and kneeling on top of her was Seleste. Seleste's hanging breasts were being suckled by Nahimana. Meanwhile, Wichahpi was seated on the armrest of the couch, his big paw on Seleste's head as he moved her mouth on his dick.

The squelching Keme had heard was the wet sound of Seleste sucking and licking. Wichahpi's cock was dark pink in her lips. The tall male watched as Nahimana sucked Seleste's tits and frowned with pleasure when Seleste paused to lick the length of him with the tip of her tongue.

Keme couldn't believe it. They all looked up when he came in. Seleste blushed furiously and took her mouth from Wichahpi. Her long lashes fanned down and she smiled guiltily. Nahimana smiled in amusement at Seleste's guilt and kissed her warm on the mouth.

Keme burned up inside. Worst of all was that damned Wichahpi. He was shameless! Touching his own hard dick, he rose from the couch and stared at Keme with his bright, greedy eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Those eyes like stars.

"You --!" Keme began angrily, but Wichahpi quickly crossed the space between them and kissed Keme hard on the mouth. Keme sputtered when Wichahpi pulled back. He was determined to be pissed, but those bright eyes were smiling at him. He started to protest again, but Wichahpi patiently kissed him a second time, and as he backed him toward the bed, Keme's heart leapt when he grabbed his cock hard. He moaned as he stiffened in Wichahpi's caressing paw. He let the bigger male back him down to the sheets. It was a canopied bed, with white curtains draped around it, gold posts, and sky blue sheets trimmed in gold. Keme could see Seleste and Nahimana's curvy silhouettes through the curtains as they drew near.

"I've had my eye on you," Wichahpi whispered between kisses. "My thought has been bent on this place . . ."

Keme closed his eyes when the bigger male's fingers slipped in the tight knot under his tail. He was shaking and didn't know why. He lay back on his elbows and watched as Wichahpi left a trail of kisses down his chest, his rippling belly. Then the frost wolf paused, and smiling at Keme, he carefully took his cock in his mouth.

Keme closed his eyes and moaned as he was devoured. He felt the brush of Seleste's fur, and the sweet smell of her overwhelmed him as she knelt behind him, massaging his shoulders. He opened his eyes and smiled when she kissed his cheek, and he saw Nahimana kneeling behind Wichahpi, massaging his broad shoulders as he pleasured Keme. One of her arms reached down, and Keme knew she was stroking the big male's cock. Her breasts smashed together from the movement, and her pretty silver eyes remained fixed on Keme. She slowly moved her hips, and when Wichahpi grunted on Keme's dick, Keme knew Nahimana was fucking him with her clit-dick. With her pretty eyes still watching Keme intently, she smiled.

"Keme . . ." Seleste whispered huskily in his ear. "Suck my dick."

Keme looked up and swallowed. Seleste drew up on her knees, offering her rigid little cock to him. He smiled, and pulling her close by the hip, he sucked her wet and slow, even as Wichahpi was between his knees sucking him. Her small fingers curled hard in his mane, silently urging him on. Her head fell back and her pointy breasts jutted forward.

Their moaning and sucking soon filled the room, and it wasn't long before Seleste's little cock flinched and spurted in Keme's mouth. He felt his cock heaving against Wichahpi's lips and tried his damndest not to come. As if he sensed as much, Wichahpi traced the tip of his tongue gently, wetly along Keme's rigid cock. Keme watched this happening with suffering eyes. But why was he holding back? Seleste hugged him from behind, and his head fell back against her breasts as he finally gave in. He choked out a cry as his seed filled Wichahpi's mouth, and he could hear the big male gulping and swallowing.

Licking his lips, Wichahpi looked at Keme with his hungry eyes like stars, and Keme held down a shiver. The big male climbed slowly up between Keme's legs and started burying kisses in his neck. Keme closed his eyes and held him tightly - so tightly, he heard Wichahpi grunt. He started to let go, but Wichahpi whispered for him to never let go. He hooked Keme's leg in his elbow and hoisted him up on the bed. Keme saw his own leg go up over Wichahpi's shoulder, and then he choked as he was filled. He melted all over. Fuck, Wichahpi was huge.

"I have some strength of my own, don't I?" Wichahpi whispered, and his pretty blue eyes peered fondly at Keme.

Keme gulped. He certainly did. The way he'd just lifted Keme up onto the bed - as if he weighed nothing- and had folded him up in his embrace. . . . For the first time in his life, Keme felt weaker beside another male.

Bracing a big paw near Keme's head, Wichahpi fucked him gently, and as they rocked together, Keme looked over to see Nahimana thrusting inside Seleste. The sight made him swell harder. Their tits were smashed together, their tongues were out and they were painting. Pale and beautiful Seleste was twisting in the sheets, crying out, her white mane in her eyes. Nahimana was carefully kissing her, her breasts, her long neck. Her pink cock swelled thicker as it punched its way between the swollen lips of Seleste's pussy. Keme was surprised to notice Seleste's cock had turned back into a clit: it was nestled, pink and swollen, at the crown of her clenching pussy lips.

Following Keme's gaze, Wichahpi reached over and squeezed one of Seleste's tits. She cried out from his touch. The pink nipple jutted, and Nahimana licked it carefully. Keme felt himself get harder against Wichahpi's belly. Wichahpi felt it too. He smiled at Keme, and reaching down, he fondled him as he fucked him.

"Oh . . . oh," Keme whispered helplessly.

Wichahpi squeezed his cock. "Later tonight," he whispered to Keme, "you will suck me with that pretty mouth of yours."

"He does have a pretty mouth," agreed Nahimana breathlessly, and Keme was surprised when she pulled him close by the neck and kissed him, tongue and all.

Later that night, Keme was too tired to protest when Wichahpi kept stroking his back. It was relaxing anyway, and he knew that once long ago, someone had soothed him in much the same way. He lay on his belly with his eyes closed, melting all over as Wichahpi smoothed his mane down, his paw running all the way to Keme's hard ass cheek, before starting again.

Seleste and Nahimana were sleeping. They held each other down in the pillows and blankets, smiling and sighing, their manes in their faces, and Keme thought they looked very sweet. Nahimana's great height made Seleste seem so small and delicate. Seleste's cheek was on the taller female's breasts and mounded up in her eye as she slept. Keme watched them, feeling suddenly very content. He wondered if his sister was on the higher floor between Sylas and Inden even now, sleeping peacefully as they talked in whispers about how much they both loved her.

Wichahpi's big paw smoothed down Keme's back to his ass yet again and paused. Keme went still when he felt the male's fingers pry his ass cheek open. One finger slipped in his ass and caressed.

Keme tried to ignore it but it was impossible. He frowned with pleasure. "W-Wichahpi - what are you --?"

"Mmm, I'm getting hard again . . ." Wichahpi cursed and removed his caressing finger, but it was too late: Keme could feel himself stiffening. He breathed, cautioning himself to calm down. He closed his eyes when Wichahpi rubbed his back apologetically.

"I couldn't sleep," Wichahpi whispered. "Thinking of you has me . . . well, not tired."

Keme looked at him. Wichahpi's brilliant eyes were still bright with desire. He smiled when the bigger male cupped his cheek.

"You're the first male I've had in a long, long time," Wichahpi confessed in a whisper. "As you can imagine, foxes do not deign to sleep with frost wolves, and well . . . I was the only male out there on the ice . . . which was nice at times, I suppose."

Keme laughed softly. He frowned. "Wichahpi? What's . . . what's it like living out there?"

Wichahpi watched Keme sympathetically. "Seleste would be in good company, Keme. She wouldn't be alone. Frost wolves must remain near the crystals or die, true. But now the gates to the kingdom are opened to us. King Sylander has granted us permission to live in houses - here on the palace grounds! We will be allowed possessions and beds and . . . equality. For the first time in centuries. And what's more, his majesty has ordered his greatest scholars to find a way to sever the tie between those of the frost and the crystals. In exchange for this release, we are to teach the foxes how to care for the crystals."

"I hope they find a way," Keme whispered. He reached over and touched Seleste's face. She smiled in her sleep.

"Nahimana told me of her," Wichahpi said fondly. "When we awoke on the ice together, we made love, and afterward, she told me how she came to be in my arms. Seleste gave her the courage to leave the Seat of the red wolf, to venture out and find me again. I am ever in that sweet girl's debt for returning my love to me. And she _is_a sweet girl, if not a bit . . . troubled."

Keme frowned. "Troubled," he repeated heavily. Seleste was in constant anguish over leaving a child they didn't even yet have. . . . over leaving a child she could be carrying even now.

"How old are you?" Keme whispered after a pause. "Seleste said Nahimana was thousands . . ."

"Mmm . . . Nah and I were here before the summer tribe split from those of the sun to become what they are now. We were here before those of the sun ran from their mothers, the shemales. But we were not here before the shemales . . . Did you know the foxes enslaved them as well? Unlike us, they were not made but simply captured and enslaved. The shemales were too proud and too strong and were allowed to leave the kingdom in peace."

"I bet they broke a lot of the crystals on the way out."

Wichahpi smiled. "Oh, yes. I'm sure their little origin myths say something far different, though. It was then that the foxes realized that in order to have submissive slaves, they must make them. And so they created those of the frost, wolves who were forever tied to the crystals that they cared for."

Keme snorted. "You mean chained."

"Yes. Precisely. But should I really bore you with history lessons, Keme? I believe you were going to suck my dick."

Keme smiled. "I was."

Wichahpi leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Turn over."

Startled, Keme turned onto his back as told. He sat up on his elbows, feeling confused. He had been prepared to go down on Wichahpi, but the bigger male was suddenly kneeling over him, straddling him. That big pink cock was thrust in his face, rigid, throbbing with veins, overwhelming in its sweet musk. Smiling at Keme, Wichahpi clapped a paw on his head . . . then rammed his cock in his mouth.

Keme choked. He'd never done anything like this before. When he gave oral pleasure to another male, he was usually on his knees or lying on the bed beside them. But now he was on his back, having a cock pressed slowly in and out his mouth, and he felt used and dominated and . . . horny as fuck by the fact. His cock pumped up rigid as Wichahpi carefully fucked him in the mouth. The big male smiled at Keme with his eyes like stars, watching with satisfaction as his cock swelled thicker and stronger against Keme's drooling lips and tongue.

Keme closed his eyes, his heart pounding. He wanted to grab Wichahpi's ass but his body was supported by his elbows. He was pinned there, helpless, as he choked and sputtered and drooled. His long lashes fluttered and pressed tighter the thicker Wichahpi swelled. Wichahpi big fingers massaged Keme's scalp as he thrust his way in, and Keme heard him gasping, sighing, grunting.

"Uh . . ." Wichahpi grunted softly. "You've deep throated before . . . . I can almost feel the back of your throat, how it opens up naturally . . . as if inviting me."

Thinking of Honiahaka, Keme felt his face getting hot.

"I want to squirt my seed down your throat," Wichahpi whispered. "And I want to squirt even more on your beautiful body. Do you want that?"

Keme was surprised when Wichahpi pulled his big cock away. He lay there with heaving chest. His lips were sore. But looking at the hard dick in his face, he wanted the salty taste of it back in his mouth again. He licked his lips.

"Do you?" Wichahpi repeated and pushed Keme's mane back from his face.

Keme nodded breathlessly. "Y-Yes! I want . . ." He looked at Wichahpi's rigid dick again and swallowed hard.

Wichahpi tilted his head at Keme and smiled. "So beautiful," he whispered, touching his face. His thumb traced over Keme's mouth. "Such pretty, pretty lips. They look so sweet, closed around my cock. You've no idea."

Keme's cries were muffled as Wichahpi filled his mouth again. He sputtered as the cock crammed in, sliding against his hot tongue and spit. He felt his own drool seeping through the tight press of his lips and squeezed his eyes shut, delighting in the smell and taste of Wichahpi, the feel of his loving paws in his mane.

Wichahpi started fucking his mouth deeper now, harder, grunting with effort and crying out each time Keme flexed his tongue again him. Keme melted against the pillows, enjoying the sight of Wichahpi's hard body, enjoying his taste, his touch, his soft cries of pleasure, his strained cries of effort. He pressed his cock in hard - so hard, Keme felt it nudge the back of his throat - and then his fluids came, hot and gushing. He pulled out to let Keme swallow.

"Lick it," Wichahpi whispered huskily. "Lick it clean."

Keme looked up. Wichahpi's dick was still in his face . . . and it was still hard. The pink head of his cock dripped with milky white fluid. Keme leaned forward and licked him carefully, lightly, bathing him clean with his tongue. Wichahpi sighed and touched Keme's mane, curling his fingers as if he longed to stick his cock in his mouth again.

"You've had some practice, beautiful one," Wichahpi whispered breathlessly. "You are too good at following my orders."

Pulling Wichahpi closer by the ass, Keme gave his cock a long lap and looked up at him. He smiled and licked his lips.

"Too good," Wichahpi whispered helplessly.

Keme laughed. They settled on the sheets together and lay side by side, staring in content at the ceiling. Keme wanted to take Seleste in his arms, but she looked so at peace that he also didn't want to disturb her. He glanced over at Wichahpi and was glad to see he was as happy and content as Keme himself felt.

"Wichahpi?"

"Hmm?"

"You'll look after Seleste, won't you? When she returns here?"

"I promise you, Keme. Though hopefully, she will not have to return."

"What if they find a way? What if you and Nahimana can walk free?"

"Nah has told me about Meketh. I would return there with her. Become a sorcerer with proper powers . . . not just this healing crap."

Keme laughed. "Now, now," he playfully scolded, "Seleste's healing powers have come in handy time and again. She healed my father . . ."

"Nah has also told me . . ." Wichahpi paused and swallowed, glancing furtively at Keme.

Keme looked at him steadily. ". . . told you what?" He had a feeling he already knew.

"That another way to break the hold is to become something else entirely. Nahimana and her Meketh wolves . . . they transformed . . ."

"No," Keme said at once and shook his head against the pillows. "It's too risky. In fact . . . it's too much like what wolves go through to become foxes."

Wichahpi smiled. "Where do you think Nahimana got the idea? The ancient Meketh managed to completely remove their frost wolf gene by mutating it. If the remaining frost wolves could do it . . ."

"Are you going to do it?" Keme asked quickly. He lifted his head from the pillows, as if straining to believe what he was hearing.

Wichahpi smiled his slow smile, and his eyes like stars twinkled. He suddenly seemed very sad. "Keme . . . they are never going to find an easy way to free us. There are exactly two ways: destroying the crystals or going through the mutation. The foxes are never going to destroy their crystals. We must mutate. We must adapt to survive . . . or perish."

Keme dropped his head and stared at the ceiling. "What if you mutated into foxes . . .?"

Wichahpi laughed. "The foxes would sooner slit their own throats than make their slaves their equals."

"So that's it then . . . I've lost her."

Keme felt Wichahpi's big paw close over his. He looked into those bright eyes like stars, and they smiled at each other.

"Then Keme," Wichahpi said, "learn to cherish every moment that you have her."