Suited up in our wolf heads, my Dark Wolf wearing his chain and medallion, and I wearing my collar and medallion, and nothing else, we opened the doors that lead down to our lair. He was on my left and held my left hand as we descended the staircase. We were the wolf clan royalty. The doors clicked to lock behind us and could only be passed back through by entering our passcode. He squeezed my hand hard and turned his head my way and said in a low voice, "Before we get down the stairs, thank you for this my love. This is the best birthday present of my entire life, especially with you by my side."
I squeezed his hand in response and let out a low guttural and attempted sensual growl. I could hear him chuckle at my pitiful noise and he squeezed my hand harder. God, I loved this man more than I could say. Without a word I could feel his love flow to me in just that simple gesture. The thought brought liquid emotion to my eyes. He was my pure dream come true, so I was dead set on making all his dreams and fantasies come true in return, if it was within my power to do so.
We entered a crowded room of about forty or so wolves, many with headpieces like ours. Some grey, white, black, brown, and some with even mixed furs. Those were beautiful. Silver with black, and brown with highlights of cream. Some had other creative wolf-style masks to cover their identity. But everyone had one thing in common. They were butt naked and all natural below their necks. So many breasts and cocks exposed. It was a delicious and enticing sight to behold, and all of their eyes turned to us as we came down the stairs.
You could have heard a pin drop at first. Then some low welcoming growls and moans started. There seemed to be quite a bit more males than females, like a 3 to 1 ratio I would have guessed. But that was fine. More than one male could mate with a female. I think this was more of a fantasy men seemed to enjoy than women. But I could be guessing wrong.
My eyes raked over the sea of exposed wolf cocks. My pussy grew damper. It turned me on, but the thing is, the only cock I really ached for was the one that belonged to my husband at my side. It was only his that I desired and hungered to be filled with, and every time he did it, I just wanted it even more. I could never get enough of him.
Kevin let go of my hand with a final squeeze and left me standing for now at the foot of the stairs. But I made my way over to a nearby bench to have a seat. He climbed up onto the stone altar platform and let out a loud and vicious growl. I was fucking impressed. 'This man is a natural predator,' I thought, 'and he's all MINE!'
The room grew quiet as they watched his next move. He paced across the altar and looked out at them, plotting who would be the first couple. He jumped down and went and grabbed the hand of a female wolf in a grey headpiece similar to ours. She had long red curly hair flowing down her back. She was full-figured like myself with massive rounded breasts. Either real or fake period blood was trickling down her chunky thighs already in anticipation. He pulled her to the altar and made motions for her to get on her knees and she complied. He slapped her ass hard, leaving a pink handprint on her fair skin.
