Chapter 32: Naughty Boy

Story by Tesslyn on SoFurry

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#32 of The Mating Season 3


Chapter 32: Naughty Boy

It was Lea's turn to take the boys over to the grand pavilion near the village square that afternoon. Lea and Ohana often took turns so that one of them could rest, and this afternoon, Ohana was very content to have the hut to herself. She knelt in the bedroom at her own low little table, humming happily to herself as she brushed her long, silvery mane with the golden mane brush Kilyan had brought her. She sighed happily. She knew when she first met Kilyan what a good male he was and that he would take care of her, love her, and that she wanted to care for him and love him in return. And she had been so right. He was such a good husband, so handsome and strong. She couldn't have asked for a better lover and protector, for a better family than the one she had here with Kilyan and Lea. And as first wife, Lea could have been so mean to her, could have ordered her around and made her do all the work. But Lea was sweet and kind -- much like their Kilyan -- and she was always there to help Ohana. She had even nursed Zane for Ohana when she wasn't feeling well. No, she couldn't have asked for a better life.

Naked of her shawl, Ohana kept brushing her mane and saw out of the corner of her eyes that a shape had appeared in the doorway of the bedroom. Her dark gray eyes darted to it at once. It was Kilyan. He entered the bedroom smiling at her and she smiled back at him, still brushing her mane.

"What are you doing here, you naughty thing, you?" Ohana whispered when Kilyan knelt behind her, his thighs closing around her thighs. She felt his cock brushing her back and knew he was getting hard. It seemed to Ohana that Kilyan was always fighting down his desire as soon as he laid eyes on her. She closed her eyes and smiled to herself when Kilyan started running his paws down her mane to her back.

"I came to see my Ohana," Kilyan whispered in her ear. He stroked Ohana's mane aside, laying it over her shoulder and kissing her neck. "Are you happy here, Ohana?" Kilyan whispered anxiously.

"Of course," Ohana answered. She twisted around to look at Kilyan, startled by the worry in his voice. "Kilyan, why wouldn't I be? I have the best husband a female could ever ask for." She cupped Kilyan's face and kissed his lips.

Kilyan smiled at her. "It's just that, I was so sacred Zaldon was going to ask my father to come live with him in the sun village. I'm sure my mother would go with him, of course, and I don't want my parents to leave here. The pups would be devastated and I like having my dad around. And then I got to thinking about you and how you only see your parents once a year . . ."

"Oh, Kilyan, don't worry about me!" Ohana assured him, her thick lashes fluttering prettily. He was worried. It was cute. "My father can be kind of overbearing. My mother too. Seeing them once a year is more than enough." She laughed, and Kilyan was happy to see those gray eyes fire. Then she turned away again and started brushing once more at her mane.

"Good," Kilyan said with sigh. "I actually thought about asking Norilyn to move here. You know, to make sure you were happy."

"Oh, Kilyan," said Ohana, shaking her head. She took the ends of her long silvery mane in one paw and brushed them.

"What?" Kilyan asked blankly.

"You're cute when you care."

There was a silence, and Ohana knew with a private smile that Kilyan was blushing.

"So Uncle Zaldon is gone now," Ohana went on. "Do you think your father will be okay?"

"At least I know he won't get sick again," Kilyan answered. "Zaldon gave him this magic ring: he just has to twist it and Zaldon will come."

"That's a relief. And Enya will be happy: maybe Uncle Zaldon will bring little Yuri along. She's such a sweet girl and Enya seemed to become friends with her right away."

"Yes, the boys seemed to love her too," Kilyan agreed. "Now we just have to keep them off her every time she visits. Especially Zane."

Ohana laughed. "Yes, especially. He can be, well, a bit of a brute. Aggressive like my father."

"And like his mother," whispered Kilyan in Ohana's ear, and Ohana giggled when Kilyan licked her.

"Ah, but you like it, Kilyan. Make no mistake."

Ohana stood and tossed her mane, thrusting out her breasts. Kilyan felt himself stir when she slapped her own buttocks with the mane brush and gave a little squeal. She bent over and smacked herself lightly with it again, jarring her buttocks and whacking her own pink sex. Then she folded one arm behind her head and smacked her breasts with it. Her breasts shivered against each other, jiggling wildly, and Kilyan felt his cock stiffen very hard when those pink nipples stood out.

"Oh, Ohana, the things you love to do to me," Kilyan moaned, rising to his feet, and Ohana laughed at the suffering in his eyes when he pulled her close in his arms.

"These ass cheeks," Ohana said, grabbing Kilyan's buttocks and squeezing until he blushed. "I would love to do things to them!"

Kilyan gave a shocked cry when he felt the flat of the mane brush whack his ass. But his dick got harder and Ohana saw. She whacked him again, another heavy blow. Kilyan was laughing and blushing when she paddled him across the room to the sleeping bed, and his dick was dripping-hard. Though he didn't know why at first, he liked it when Ohana spanked him. But his obvious enjoyment was embarrassing to him. He couldn't stop blushing, and Ohana gave him that giggle that meant he was cute. Though it hurt his sore ass to do it, Kilyan sat down the better to avoid more playful whacks, but he was grinning and breathless when Ohana knelt between his legs and kissed him. She suddenly shoved Kilyan down on the bed, and Kilyan groaned as she closed herself over his cock and started working her pussy up and down.

Kilyan could see his cock sliding in and out of her pussy lips, sliding in her juices as she grew wetter with each cry. She leaned forward, bracing her paws against his belly, and she started gyrating her hips in deep circles, working him so fast that he was soon growling before he even realized it. His big paws clutched her hips and brought her down harder. Ohana giggled. Her breasts were flapping now. She grabbed her breasts and massaged them, licking her lips, and this made Kilyan wild. He leapt up from the sheets, kissing Ohana all over as she was crushed, giggling, to the bed. With Ohana pinned on her back, Kilyan started fucking her vigorously, growling in her ear, burying his face in her flapping breasts. Ohana kept gasping as Kilyan filled her and she moaned his name until her screams filled the room.

"God, the things you do to me!" Kilyan growled, thrusting himself so fast and deep that Ohana was grinning as she braced herself against the wall, her paws over her head. He felt her gushing wet now and knew she was close. He was close too. He closed his mouth over hers and they both cried out behind the kiss as they came. Kilyan sagged over Ohana, breathless and happy, and she gazed just as happily at him, her breasts heaving, her smiling lips open as she panted.

"Kilyan," Ohana breathed, closing her eyes as her husband showered her neck with deep kisses, "how is it you're here? Keeno watching your back again?"

Kilyan grinned at his wife.

"You naughty boy!" whispered Ohana, the gray eyes firing with mischief. "I think another spanking in is order. You know, I think you liked it when I spanked you."

"I think I liked it too," Kilyan admitted, blushing. After all these years, Ohana could still make him blush so hotly! "I like the way your breasts fly around when you spank me," Kilyan further admitted, nuzzling Ohana's neck with his nose. "And the way your tail flashes . . . you always had the sexiest tail."

Ohana laughed. "Then maybe I should spank you every afternoon that you sneak over here!"

"Don't tell anyone," Kilyan whispered. "Especially not Zalia. She'd tell Keeno and then he'd laugh at me and I'd never live it down."

"Oh, Kilyan! I wouldn't be surprised if Zalia spanked Keeno every night before bed."

"Yeah, and I'm sure he begs her not to tell anyone too."

They pressed their foreheads together and laughed. Kilyan felt his heart swell with happiness to be looking down into Ohana's pretty gray eyes. To think, there had been a time when he had thought he'd never see her or Lea again. Suddenly grateful to be home again, Kilyan pulled Ohana tight in a hug, burying his face in her mane.

"Kilyan!" Ohana cried when she felt her husband's arms trembling around her. She stroked his mane anxiously. "What's the matter?" Kilyan pulled back and she cupped his face and exclaimed, "You're crying!"

"I'm just so happy to be home," Kilyan answered, smiling through his tears.

"Oh, Kilyan!" Ohana laughed and kissed her husband on the lips, stroking his mane to calm him. "I hope you didn't cry in front of Lea like this. You know how sensitive she is," Ohana whispered, holding Kilyan tight in her arms.

Kilyan rested his head against Ohana's great breasts, the tears still flowing. "Oh, no, I'd never cry in front of Lea. She's so gentle, she couldn't stand it, seeing me cry."

"But I'm not?" Ohana teased.

Kilyan heard the laughter in her voice and laughed too. "Oh, my Ohana. I'm not afraid to cry in front of you because my tears can never frighten you. You've seen me in worse states."

Ohana nodded as she held Kilyan. It was true: she'd seen him bloody and battered after a vicious rape. Seeing him cry now was nothing compared to that.

"Kilyan, I'm so happy to have you home, both Lea and I -- we could have cried when we smelled that you were outside. Zalia had smelled Keeno first, but she didn't tell anyone, just leapt up and ran into the street. Then we smelled you and we knew."

Ohana sounded so content that Kilyan looked up and kissed her. "I'm sorry I didn't come back right away --"

"No, Kilyan, stop being silly. You did whatever it took to save your father. I would have done the same for mine."

Kilyan snorted. "I would've done it for you. You and Lea aren't setting a foot outside this village. I already almost lost Lea once. That's never going to happen again."

Kilyan sounded so firm in his resolve that Ohana laughed softly. "You sound like Kel, you know that? That's almost what he said about you word for word after you brought me here to the summer village."

Kilyan blushed. "Yeah -- well --"

Ohana laughed at his stammering. "Well, if I must stay within the village, I could say the same for you. After all the things that happened to you, Kilyan, Lea and I should never let you leave the hut."

Kilyan sighed. "Yeah, I know. But hopefully I'll never have to take such a trip again. I was terrified the whole time of never coming back to you. I meant it when I said I thought of nothing else," Kilyan said, sitting up to look down at his wife. "I love you and Lea, Ohana. And you must never think that I don't because I slept with another female. Though there is no excuse for it. . . ."

Kilyan looked so miserable that Ohana sat up and kissed him on the lips. "There is an excuse," she said, cupping Kilyan's face, stroking his cheek with her slender thumb.

When Kilyan only looked at her in blank surprise, she whispered, "You're only a wolf."

Kilyan gave a half-smile.

"And a male wolf at that," went on Ohana, rolling her eyes. She poked Kilyan in the chest and said, "Sometimes I think your bodies control you more than you control your bodies."

"Don't you know it," Kilyan answered playfully and pressed Ohana down on the sheets.

Ohana laughed when he spread her thighs. "Again? Kilyan! Don't you have to be getting back?"

"Mmm, it won't take long," Kilyan protested, kissing her thighs and groaning as his lips brushed the fur. He loved the shape of her thighs and the inner curve. He ran his paw along it, his green eyes fixed on her pink sex. He suddenly plunged his tongue and Ohana cried out, whispering, "Oh . . . Kilyan, yes . . ."

"Is this naughty enough for you?" Kilyan whispered and gave Ohana a hard lick from her anus all the way to her clit.

Ohana shivered and cried out. Kilyan saw her breasts blushing. He sucked her pussy lips now, licking them, even sometimes nibbling them and winning a cry of delight from his wife. His tongue licked the rim of her vagina opening, then plunged. Ohana squirmed and, god, she was so wet in there! Kilyan slipped his fingers inside, and caressing Ohana with his fingers, his tongue found her clit and started massaging it with light little licks. Ohana went wild, her little thighs trembling even as Kilyan caressed them. Kilyan closed his lips around her clit now and started eagerly sucking and it happened: Ohana came with a cry. She lay there breathless and blushing, and when she found Kilyan hovering over her on paws and knees, she smirked and gave his face a playful shove that made him laugh.

"Get out of here before you get in trouble, naughty thing," Ohana said. She sat up and her silver mane fell into her eyes. Kilyan playfully blew her mane out of her face and kissed her. He knelt there between Ohana's legs, which were bent and open, and started kissing her on the lips, moaning as he thrust his tongue inside. Ohana suddenly realized that Kilyan was never going to leave unless she forced him and she had to force him: he would be punished if he was caught absent from his post!

Ohana grabbed her mane brush up from the sheets and gave Kilyan's ass a hard whack. Kilyan straightened up with a blush. "Ohana!" "You have to go back before you get in trouble! And if this is the only way . . ." Ohana gave Kilyan another whack and he sprang up, clutching his ass, his dick rigidly hard again. Ohana laughed at Kilyan's desire and leapt to her feet, giving him another whack. Kilyan gave a whimpering cry and hurried from the room, Ohana following after and playfully whacking him with the brush.

"All right, all right! I'm going already!" Kilyan laughed, grabbing Ohana's arm by the wrist and holding that heavy mane brush at bay. Her breast was lifted nicely when he lifted her arm and he leaned down to give that sharp nipple a quick suck.

Ohana closed her eyes and moaned but remembered herself. "Kilyan!"

Kilyan laughed again. "All right, I'm going!" He paused to smile down at Ohana, his big paw resting on her hip, and she realized in that moment as his green eyes shinned down at her just how much he loved her. She smiled back at him warmly -- then gave him a laughing whack on the butt with the mane brush and told him to beat it.

Kilyan laughed at her mock anger and took up his spear. He paused in the doorway to smile at her again, then he was gone.