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was doing something right. The
wolves used her with deadly efficiency, snatching her back and
forth between them like a piece of meat they were fighting over. A
heat began to build in her again even over the pain, something she
hadn’t thought was possible. Fyor’s huge cock was stretching her
even further as he growled, and he held her by the hips to force
himself deeper. She found herself moaning again.
    Suddenly Raka’s cock slipped from her mouth,
leaving the taste of sweat and seed behind. A thin white filament
clung to her hair. The two moved until she was straddling Fyor’s
cock with her back exposed to the cold mountain air. His hard
fingers reached around her and parted the lush cheeks of her
buttocks, and she made a sound that was a kind of desperate wail as
she realized what was happening. Raka's fingers choked off her cry
as he forced them into her mouth. Then when they were slick with
spittle he removed them, and, very delicately, he rubbed the
sensitive bud between those trembling cheeks. She flinched.
    “I’m sorry I bit you, Dasha, I got too
excited.” He was saying, and she heard the youth in his voice and
knew he was telling the truth. His voice was raw with lust still.
His fingers rubbed, and what was at first strange resolved itself
into a pleasant tingling in that other hole, even as Fyor rocked
her back and forth, fucking her harder. The pressure increased, and
suddenly his finger sank inside her to the first knuckle. She
screamed into Fyor’s strong chest, and felt tears running down her
face.
    “Shhh Dasha...” Raka’s other hand stroked her
hair, calming her. His finger was gentle, but the feeling was still
so wrong. “Let me in.” He said gently. “Push back.” She looked over
to where Volk sat with his back against a tree, watching them.
Their eyes met, and she saw a kind of desperate lust there. If
it will please him… Dasha did as she was told, as best she knew
how. She pushed, but the finger was not expelled and instead sank
deeper inside her. Raka began to move them in and out. “Good girl.”
He added another finger, stretching that sensitive hole like it
never had been before. The pain of those fingers turned to a
pooling heat as he touched something deep inside her.
    “Let me show you, Dash. This is good for
you.” The fingers slipped free, leaving her feeling strangely
empty. She whimpered at the loss, realizing suddenly that she
wanted more. But the wolf wasn’t done. The head of his cock nuzzled
against the vacant whole, still wet from her mouth. Suddenly he was
inside her, and it felt like fire, and she couldn’t help wailing
again. “Remember to push back”, he said, forcing another painful
inch inside of her. Fyor growled desperately. He’d been forced to
stop thrusting while Raka entered, and his cock was throbbing
painfully from the restraint. Dasha obeyed her mate and pushed
back, if only to ease the pain. The hurting died down to a low
throb and the rest of his length entered her more easily. Then the
two of them began to thrust, and Dasha realized that she would
never again be able to live without the fullness of two men inside
of her.
    They rocked her back and forth between them
in an easy rhythm, and for the deep pain of Raka’s large cock
filling her there was the antidote of pleasure from Fyor’s thrust
into her slit. Each motion she made was a fiery heaven as one or
the other entered here, and she descended into a haze as the two
wolves shared her body. Before she knew it was happening she was
coming again, filled on both ends and gasping for air that seemed
trapped in her throat. Her holes convulsed on the steely rods deep
inside her as her body seemed to subconsciously milk them for her
seed. The wolves were finding it hard to resist the sweet coaxing
of her muscles. Their twin cries of pleasure filled her ears.
    Fyor was the first to cum. His huge cock
pulsed inside her ravaged slit as he spurted, growling, but before
he was finished he yanked