A Big Shiny Blue Marble Ch. 22

To Narreth, it had been a gift to her to find that even as a lonely ghost wandering the now empty land of her ancestors, her body was solid to itself. She couldn't do much with it, but it still left the possibility for a little pleasure. Late one night, a few days after settling in here, Narreth felt the want of it, and since Tanra slept, what was the harm, she'd thought. Well there hadn't been any harm at all, but there had been one startling discovery. Tanre lay sleeping on her front with Narreth lying back against her. It was a position that they often found themselves in, but there had never been anything like this before when they did that.

As Narreth masturbated languidly, she reached a point where she raised her legs a little, and one thing led to another, and before she knew it really, she was just humming along headed for a fine orgasm which she could feel lay right around the corner for her. She was being careful about it, trying not to make noise, and she hadn't noticed that Tanra's breathing had shifted -- because she'd woken up - and now lay there with her chin on the floor where it had been and she was staring straight ahead at the fire, not daring to move.

Tanra could feel that Narreth was moving a little and she could hear that her breathing wasn't normal, since she normally didn't really breathe most times, other than as a vestigial memory perhaps, but she was now. That had been what had awakened Tanra and at first, she'd wanted to lift her head and look to see if Narreth was alright. But a few seconds after that, she'd felt pleasure from what her companion was doing to herself.

They shared this. When Tanra was hungry, Narreth knew it because she could feel it as her own hunger. As long as they were within some yards of each other, one could feel what the other one felt. That was perhaps the biggest reason why they loved to lie together with Narreth holding on to Tanra as the canine slept. It felt as though you were holding yourself as well as the other one at the same time. Narreth could kneel for hours hugging Tanra as she sat and it always amazed both of them.

What Tanra felt was astounding to her. It felt so good and though she tried to remain still, there came a part in it where she suddenly let out an involuntary groan of pleasure.

And there is nothing which can groan quite like any kind of canine. The larger the canine; the larger and deeper the groan, and the one lying under the snow ghost might just have been the largest one in the entire world. What came out of Tanra as a sound approached what might come out of a medium-sized bear. That sound went everywhere in the chamber, and without much in the way of articles which might absorb the sound, there was a lot of reverb and echo to it. Lying on her friend the way that she was, Narreth got the full measure of it in terms of the sound and the feel of it through her body.

She froze and it was only then that she realized that Tanra was panting heavily. It moved her quite a bit.

"Narreth? " Tanra began after a second or so of silence, "Narreth, are you alright?"

"I am sorry, Tanra," the Rohn whispered, "It's nothing. Go back to sleep if you can."

"Please, Narreth," Tanra's thoughts came to Narreth, "Please do not stop. Do that more."

She didn't know why, but Narreth was shocked, "Can you feel that?"

"Yes," Tanra thought to her as she panted, "Please go on. I like it so much."

Narreth grinned to herself, and began again. This time, she made no effort to be quiet about it. As she rose to it, she pressed her head back and enjoyed it, moaning herself in her pleasure, and feeling it as Tanra shivered and groaned along in her own way. It got very loud at the end with both of them making noise, and after only about a minute of lying there thinking about it afterward, Narreth spun and threw herself onto Tanra to hug her tightly.

They had their earnest discussions after that, and Narreth felt saddened to learn that for what she was, Tanra's kind just didn't have as many options as Narreth.

"So," she began, "from what you say to me, you cannot just mate with a male for you when you wish it -- if he is willing?"

"No," Tanra replied sadly, "I must be in my heat then. Why?"

Narreth explained that demons and, as far as she knew, human females as well needed only the thought of it and the possibility and their bodies began to prepare, and if not, then a little play with the male brought it on and they could begin shortly after. It didn't seem right to Narreth and after a little thought, they found that Narreth could force something of an artificial heat into Tanra's body in a temporary way.

"We need to test this now," Narreth said, "How can we do that?"

She looked at Tanra's face and she could even see the hopeful look, "That is easy," she replied, "With a little looking, I am sure that I can find a male. It will be harder if he is in a pack, but if I can find one who is not, we will see soon enough if this works for me. Likely, if this is working, a male will find me first."

Narreth was pleased, "Good," she grinned, "I cannot wait to see if you can have this. We will search tomorrow first thing, and I will hide myself."

"Narreth?" Tanra thought, and Narreth was a little surprised that she could even hear a slight whine in the feel of it, "Could you ... could you do that again? I liked it so much when you did that."

Narreth laughed and nodded, finding the place where she'd lain before against Tanra's side in good contact with her so that her self-pleasure could be passed easily. This time, Tanra turned her head and laid her chin on her foreleg so that she could watch as well.

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The next day, they found that this worked surprisingly well. There was a pack in the area, but where they were staying lay just at the edge or their range. The rest of the area had no pack of wolves in residence -- but it did have a good number of unattached males. Narreth kept herself hidden as they went, though the growing number of males who tailed along behind Tanra did pick up her tracks and the scent of her. But, seeing nothing and no one other than the large and comely bitch in front to them, and not getting anything recognizable from Narreth's scent, they kept following, knowing that she had to stop sometime.

They decided that they'd lead the males to where they lived. Narreth went on ahead and blocked all of the doorways with simple wards which gave an unpleasant feeling if one tried to cross the threshold. As any girls would, she supposed, they didn't want anyone snooping. She hid herself just inside the nearest chamber, which was the one where the two of them slept most often. After that, she just settled in and sat where she could watch how this was done while remaining invisible.

Wolves are social animals and seek to determine a hierarchy among both males and females. The flaw in their plan became apparent almost as soon as most of the eight males were on the ledge with fights breaking out to determine which one would claim her.

Well this wasn't about forming a pack, Tanra decided. She'd been there, for one thing. This had all happened before to her. Somebody would become top dog and he'd give it his all, and the rest could hang around of they wanted to, but they wouldn't be getting any, that male would see to it.

This wasn't about a pack for Tanra. This was about having a good time and getting laid. Oh, she'd been here before, she remembered. He'd do his best, but there probably wouldn't be any whelps from it, and that would be that. Tanra waited for it to really begin.

She wasn't about to be anybody's bitch ever again.

Once it got underway, Narreth was concerned, but she soon learned that she hadn't needed to be. Tanra was bigger than any of them. She just waded in and sorted them out in no time. She'd only gotten bitten once in retaliation and it had hurt Narreth, but not badly. She stared as Tanra set her rules and made them clear. Three of them decided that they didn't really want any part of this crazy bitch and they left to lick the wounds that she'd left.

Once Tanra had cowed that big male, he'd been about ready to leave as well, but she knew what she was doing and immediately began to fawn to him playfully.

It took him three tries to learn that he wasn't here to lay claim to her -- unless he wanted to leave without getting his load hauled. After that, things settled down to a lot of play which was nice for Narreth to watch, and she sat on needles and pins waiting for Tanra to make her choice. She had to see this -- the way that these beautiful creatures mated. It made her feel good inside for the affinity that she felt for them.

She was wet just thinking about it. She thought that the largest one looked really good, though there wasn't all that much difference in size, really. They were all large examples. It seemed that they knew somehow that it was one thing to hope, but Tanra was a mountain that one had better have a good set of stones for if they wished to see her summit. She waited to see which one her friend would decide on, and when she chose, Narreth was surprised.

Tanra chose them all.

One by one, she went to each of them, nuzzling up against them and showing that she wanted them -- all that they needed was a bit of patience, that was all. The licks that Tanra had given as she reached under them with her nose were her soft promises.

The shortfall in their thinking never crossed Tanra's mind as she found herself looking forward to this. But it became apparent to Narreth pretty quickly after a time.

When that fine big boy rose up and mounted Tanra, Narreth felt it. She felt the pressure of the weight and since she was sitting, it was a little uncomfortable to her. She rectified that by getting to her knees and leaning on her forearms. She wasn't mimicking anything, it just felt best to her that way. As she watched, she had a perfect side view of the proceedings and saw it as his sheath kissed up against her friend's vulva when his beginning strokes began.

Narreth liked the way that it felt to her. It was different, but so nice. As he hardened and swelled, she saw the pink tip emerge more and felt that wonderful part of him nudging, seeking, looking for the way to a bit of paradise. Narreth thrilled at the way that it felt, wanting more, and silently encouraging that big male to make her friend happy.

And then, almost before she knew it, almost before she was able to prepare herself, it had begun and she felt his forelegs tighten around Tanra's ribs to hold her still. She felt herself being pounded in the most primal, forceful, and primitive way and it was incredible to her. Narreth had to bite down on her need to make her own noises in this, because canids- no matter which kind or species, do this almost silently.

The slight noises that she made brought a pair of the other males to the doorway of the chamber, but they saw nothing, and wondered why their ears and their noses brought some sort of information to their brains which their eyes did not. The sense of smell is powerful to a wolf or dog and they place much in it. This bothered them somehow, but the prospect of the sort of action that Tanra promised got them past it.

Narreth was in heaven during all of it, not only for the way that it felt to her, but also for the happy knowledge that her friend was being allowed to have a little joy.

Well, quite a lot of joy, really.

When they froze, locked together, Narreth felt the sensation of Tanra being filled, a little at a time, one series of quirts into her followed by a short period of stillness as the male's testicles delivered another load of semen to her as quickly as it could be prepared. Narreth loved the gentle way that it felt, and she shivered in pleasure each time. At last, the pair of lovers unlocked and Narreth felt that she could relax a little, since the way that the male had hung onto Tanra was like a death grip to Narreth's ribs.

Tanra had wondered how he knew not to 'step down' too soon. He likely wouldn't care much, other than the loss of his chance to give her everything that he had for her, but she was well aware and had been just a little fearful of a sudden disengagement because she'd felt the pain of that before. She was thankful that he knew enough to be considerate. They hadn't started out well, but Tanra liked him an awful lot and she hoped that he'd allow her what she wanted here. She knew that most male wolves wouldn't.

After the way that he'd made her feel, well she'd have hated to have to tell him the hard way that she was going to get what she wanted from the others as well - even if he didn't like it.

Narreth was happy and pleased for her friend, but it was only moments after they'd stopped when the next contender stepped up. Narreth stared, and suddenly knew with a bit of a sinking feeling that this was going to be one long night. She just had time to grab her blanket and spread a little of it so that she had something to kneel on. The rest of it, she just bunched up as best she could in her fists and she lowered her head, wanting to keep quiet, not needing to watch anymore. Not really wanting to, either. She'd have rather spent some time thinking about how wonderful it had been. But she wasn't given the time for that.

Round two was already beginning.

And so it went on and on, Tanra lost in the bliss of having all of her boys one after another, never thinking about Narreth -- who felt everything that she did at the same time. The Rohn held her bottom in the air weakly hours later, thinking that she could feel that semen running out of her -- which was impossible. The one time that she had the chance for it, she'd reached back and found that it was only her own juices. She groaned almost silently then. By her count, this one had been the last of them and she raised her head a little to peer out into the darkness. She almost did groan loudly then.

The big brute was just coming up again for his second go-round, and the look on his face told that he knew just what he was in for this time and he was more than ready to give Tanra the best of his love.

The look on Tanra's happy face was a toothy and very sloppy grin, her tongue hanging out as she panted. Narreth whimpered softly. Tanra quite obviously wanted all of that male that she could get.

Narreth lowered her head and just did her best to hang on. But after a minute of the way that he went at her friend, Narreth found herself loving his way of doing it. If it were possible, he seemed to be doing it as though he cared this time.

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The night was getting old when Tanra decided to call it done. She felt tired and a little sore, but on balance she thought, she'd had a great time and this night had gone a long way to make up for all of the quiet wanting that she'd felt all alone those other times when she'd had her true heat and there'd been no takers from the pack that she'd once built up with a male.

She still felt the loss. She tried so hard for him, but his seed never took in her, one heat after the next, so she'd lost it all to a bitch who could produce. She'd been more than willing to try with any of the other males but the alpha had prevented it and rather than fight them all, Tanra had allowed herself to be driven away.

When she remembered her friend, she was shocked to find that the wards were down and she'd padded over a little stiffly. Her heart had risen to her throat then to see Narreth, the one she loved so much lying there as though she slept. Tanra felt that she didn't - as far as she knew Narreth couldn't sleep and she wondered what she'd done. She should have just taken one male, not five, and she should have accepted her good fortune in what Narreth had done to allow her this.

She felt fear and guilt then, afraid that Narreth had been harmed in some way. From what she'd been told, females like Narreth never did something like what she'd just done. Maybe it was because they couldn't. Narreth was such a little thing compared to her. Maybe she wasn't made for this and the way that they seemed to be able to share what they each felt between them. She whined her fear softly.

She lay down with a worried groan and nuzzled her friend's face to start licking her throat in contrition. The males all looked on, not knowing or understanding what this was all about.

One of them pressed his nose against Tanra's opening and licked a little, hoping to restart things, but Tanra's head came up then in a quiet snarl and he got the hint. She looked up and felt the concern of the largest male as he stood on the other side of Narreth. He didn't know what this was either, but he was empathetic enough to feel what Tanra felt.

Another male leaned over to sniff Narreth's wet haunches and suddenly knew that he was very close to losing his face for the thought of it when that big male stood with his hackles raised. Both of the offenders left then and the male lowered himself to lie against Narreth's back very carefully. He didn't know everything, but he knew enough to want to ensure that the one who seemed to be hurt somehow wasn't disturbed by any foolish noses.

"Narreth," the Rohn witch heard the tremulous and worried sound in her head, "Are you hurt? Narreth, what have I done to you?"

Narreth's eyes opened a little, and her hand reached out to lie over the Tanra's neck, "You haven't done anything bad, Tanra. Who is that behind me?"

"The first male," Tanra replied, "the largest one. He will not hurt you."

Narreth managed the barest nod, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes," Tanra said, "Your gift to me worked well. I had them all."

"I know," Narreth groaned wearily, "I felt it all. We forgot about that. I feel as though I have been fucked more than once by every one of them. I even know your favorite. He lies behind me. Three times, he took you."

Tanra was shocked and felt upset, "I am sorry, I did not think either. I was lost in it."

As though he knew that he was being spoken of somehow, the male in question laid his head down onto Narreth's hip with a worried sigh. Narreth didn't think about it, and she guessed much later that perhaps she should have, but she reached over and scratched the fur on his head for a moment.

"Well, I am not hurt," Narreth said, "Do you like him enough? Do you think that he will stay? I can feel that you want him to."

"I do not know, Narreth," Tanra replied, "I hope that he will. I like them all, but him the most. Why?"

"Because he looks as though he has a brain in him, and the way that he lies here warms my poor bottom so nicely," Narreth said, "You should try for him and show him how you like him so."

"How Narreth?" Tanra asked, "All that I know to do, I have already done."

"Then do it some more, Tanra," Narreth smirked, "He is not stupid. Fuck with him until his legs will not hold him up. Sooner or later, your true heat will come to you. If you wish for a pack with him, then fuck him so that your womb stays brimming with seed. He has plenty enough for you, and if these others stay interested, ..."

"But what about you?" Tanra asked.

"Don't worry about me," Narreth said as she rubbed her friend's ear, "Have I complained?"

"Well no," Tanra replied, "I can do what you say easily. I even want to."

"Good," Narreth sighed, "I will feel as though I have been fucked by a herd of these womderful things every day. What could be finer? But I warn you now. I will not even try to be quiet about it anymore. Everything was so good, but keeping myself still was the worst."

Tanra lowered her head and licked Narreth's face once before she closed her eyes.

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The next morning, Narreth was amazed that she had actually fallen asleep. It was the first time that it had happened since her death, and it felt wonderful to have done that. She felt really well rested and she smirked to herself about all that had been required to be able to do it. They weren't even lovers in any way, but they shared something wonderful to her.