A/N: This story depicts bestial appendages and improbable physical situations on anthropomorphic creatures in sexual situations. Any creatures with animalistic features are sentient, mythical creatures able to participate in sexual situations of their own volition. All characters are 18+.
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The early morning sun slowly warmed Amber's bare skin as she lay sleeping. She was curled up close to one of her packmates in a large rough-hewn bed, breathing softly as she dreamt.
Amber rarely had her bed to herself since joining the pack a year ago: as the omega of her pack, she was the one people looked to when their morale was low. Amber was always willing to help or cheer up those who had kindly taken the lonely omega in and invited her to be part of their pack. Sometimes it was just enough to have a pretty young wolf to curl up next to boost someone's mood.
The packmate in her bed that morning was a young man named Reade, a feisty beta who was still learning his position in the pack under the watchful eyes of the alphas. Reade was tall, close in age to Amber and was rather protective of her. They got along well and Reade enjoyed sharing a bed with Amber, even if their involvement had been mostly innocent up until now. They often woke up curled in each other's arms under the enormous pile of furs in Amber's bed. Reade had been protective of Amber, making sure she wasn't bullied out of her fair share of pack resources.
Reade growled softly in his sleep as Amber stirred in her sleep. Despite being in his human form, the wolf always lingered inside, close to the surface. Amber cuddled close to him, a soft, placating whine in her throat to ease the tension he felt. Reade settled back down sleepily with a huff, his arms possessively around the young woman, his face pressed to the crown of her head. He sniffed her softly and then opened one blue eye curiously before sniffing her again and grunting. Something about Amber had changed.
Amber whined softly, displaying her bare belly submissively as she saw Reade inspecting her, his lupine instincts taking over from his human ones. His pupils were mere pinpricks as he sniffed her, travelling his way down her body to the valley between her legs where he inhaled deeply. He growled and sniffed her again, causing Amber to spread her legs instinctively as the higher-ranked male examined her.
"Good morning, Amber. You're coming into heat," Reade said with a strangled, husky voice. He could already feel the beast inside of him rising, wanting to mount this bitch and mate her properly, but the human side of him was in control... for now. Amber was a valued packmate and friend, not just a bitch in heat to be bred.
"I - are you sure, Reade?" Amber asked timidly. She was still a virgin, this would be her first time going into heat. She didn't know what to expect, aside from the fact that it was expected that she be mated. Her cheeks flushed bright red as she looked at him innocently, craving his guidance.
Reade smirked and licked her inner thigh, savouring the salty-sweet flavour of the wolf girl in front of him. Amber's honey brown eyes were wide and she whined softly, her posture submissive and pleasant. There was no doubt that Amber was entering her first heat by her scent and demeanour.
"Yes, I'm sure. Rika came into heat last November and her scent was the same," Reade explained. Rika was his twin sister who had since been mated with a wolf from another pack and lived with that pack now. Amber wasn't sure what would happen to her: she had a lowly position, after all, it was unlikely anyone from another pack would ask her to lift her tail for them.
Reade looked at Amber carefully and grunted.
"You're worried."
Amber smiled at Reade and offered him a soft, supportive lick, her posture still submissive. It was her duty to be the moral support for the pack. She didn't want to bring Reade's mood down over her own silly worries.
"A little. What happens now?"
Reade scooped her into his toned arms and smiled down at her, nuzzling her nose tenderly. Amber noticed Reade's scent was different than usual, or perhaps her perception of it was: it was an intoxicating, musky scent that spoke of pine forests, moon rituals and blood. Amber found it strangely titillating, her soft slit responding accordingly by beginning to spill her sweet nectar between her slim thighs.
"You'll be initiated into the tribe as a full member. I'm sure that Heath will want to see to that himself, though the honour could be passed on to anyone." Reade said, looking into Amber's eyes. The wolves were a physically close bunch - their mental and emotional intimacy as a pack meant they were more responsive to each other's physical and emotional needs than humans or mundane wolves might be. Reade held Amber close in bed, stroking her silken hair tenderly.
"Will it hurt?" Amber asked timidly, a shiver running up her spine, despite the fact that her skin was starting to feel like it was on fire and the only relief was where Reade was touching her.