Chapter 47: Gaining fidence

  We braved the harsh gale after leaving the spa with the rest of the household. The extra yers of habiliments ameliorate some of the gelid bite. Nothing special happened, but the moment wasn’t right for Lárus and I to rendezvous with Róstran. The opportunity arrived when everyoired to their chambers for the night. I snuto Róstran’s bedroom. Lárus came mier, holding his art material.

  “What’s the pn?” Róstran catechized, sitting on his bed.

  “Boosting your fidence,” Lárus answered, stabilizing the easel.

  Róstran had a quizzical expression. “How and why?”

  I ensext to Róstran after denuding to my pair of pink, exiguous, derwear I got frereur’s shop. “Because we want to make you see you’re much more than what the opprobrium says. Your intellect saved our asses on more than one occasion.”

  Lárus pced a bnk vass on the easel. “And how we’re helping you will begin here with several paintings of you.”

  Róstran grimaced. “I prognosticate I o exuviate my clothes at some point.”

  I ed my left arm around Róstran’s shoulders, holding him against my side. “I was in a simir boat as you, but Lárus did a superb job.”

  Lárus tossed multitudinous averments at us. “See for yourself.”

  Róstran took his time going through each picture of me. I looked with him, admiring how Lárus made me beautiful despite the physical imperfes. If there was ahat could boost his fidence about his body, it would be Lárus.

  “Wow,” Róstran drawled with awe.

  “What do you say?” I catechized. “Do you want to pose in front of Lárus for several drawings?”

  Róstran gulped and g my sanguineous sibling. “Let’s do it.”

  Lárus nodded while exuviating his shirt. “Alright. We’ll go slow.” His pants came off , revealing his jockstrap to us. “I’ll draw a couple of pictures of you in your underwear.”

  Róstran’s cheeks had roseate macue. “I’m wearing ohat people sider epie for males.”

  “We’ve seen other mase Fenri wear bras and panties and irly attires in public; it’s not that terrible of a taboo in ir.”

  I nodded in currence. “And they don’t diminish the virile Fenri masities in any quantifiable amount.” I gulped as it was my turn to blush albeit surreptitiously. “Plus, you appear provocative and ra them in the best ossible.”

  “Alright,” Róstran uttered while denuding his trousers first, discarding it to the pile of habiliments. His shirt quickly faced the exact kismet, a on the bed, wearing the purple bra and panties Lárus and I caught him in earlier. “How do you wao pose, Lárus.” He asked, getting titilted by the exhibitionism.

  Lárus picked up a drawing utensil “Just stay like that.” He pced it on the vass.

  I went to Lárus and observed him draw Róstran. The tip lightly touched the vass, and he swiftly drew lines of Róstran’s silhouette. I thought he would focus on one piece of anatomy before drawing another, but he sketched several rge shapes that posed the runt’s figure. Then, he added smaller shapes and joihem to the main body. The celerity in his hands never vacilted, and a faint image of Róstran appeared.

  The magic occurred when Lárus darkehe lines and added Róstran’s subtle idiosyncrasies, the same one when he highlighted my unique characteristics. The excited nervousness appeared on the picture, making him appear cute in my former undergarments, and the tufts plimented him. The bination gave him a puppyish appearahen, he progressed to the most herculean task, Róstran’s scars. He sketched them in the best ossible while making them indubitably authentic Róstran, and I approved of them. However, I was skeptical they would make Róstrahem in a disparate light. He perceived my , redoing them frequently. To me, a battle-hardened warrior like dad was the best way for the cicatrixes, but Róstran would pick up on the bullshit from the other side of Illyria.

  Lárus snarled, erasing the marks again. I noticed he altered them in each redo, being unsatisfied after getting deep into one. “Fuck it.” He quickly erased it and didn’t bother for atempt. “I’ll save it for another batch.” He brushed off the erratums. “It’s finished.”

  Róstran appeared agog. “ I see?”

  Lárus waved him over. “Take a look.” Róstran hopped off the bed and came to us, and we scooched over to make room. “What do you think?”

  Róstran’s eyes lit up, and his tail wagged agog. “Wow! It’s marvelous!”

  Lárus grinned. “Thanks. Gd you enjoy it.”

  Róstran picked up the vass. “I dis puppyish idiosyncrasies.”

  “You appear geous,” I uttered, feeling my arousal start to cohere to my panties. I noticed in the picture that Róstran stained his epie underwear with his precum.

  “Indubitably.” Róstran blushed and acted bashful. “I see the titiltion survived also.” The gibbosity remained in his panties but shrinking.

  Lárus nodded wholeheartedly. “Oh yes.”

  “This is impeccable.” Róstrahe art in its pce. “I appreciate it, Lárus.”

  Lárus retrieved another bnk vas. “I’m not finished, yet.”

  “How do you wahis time?” Róstran inquired anticipatorily.

  Lárus gestured to Róstran’s bed with the pencil. “I want you on the bed and turo yht. Then,” he held the tumes his jockstrap, “you’ll hold your bulge like so and stare at Kaera ah a cocky expression.”

  “I don’t do bumptiousness.”

  “Yes, you do,” I tered. “You get a particur mien when you’re absolutely certain victory is assured several moves in advan Champions of No?.”

  “I must’ve do iently,” Róstran enunciated while pnting his fu on the bed, stroking his excresce.

  “Now, envisage yourself you know yoing to win in a couple of moves because of a crucial draw or because you’re oppo made a critical solecism.” I shot Lárus a questioning expression furtively.

  Lárus caught it and urning his head back to Róstran. “Bring it down a couple of pegs, Róstran.” Hebetudinously like a roail, Róstran reigned in his cocksure expression until he extended his right hand outward. “Stht there. Maintain that for the drawing.”

  My brother had a perspicacious eye. Lárus got Róstran’s tortions just right for the superciliouso be warm, and primarily tantalizing. That joined with Róstran grasping the bulge in the panties veyed the message that he had a huge penis, he knew he had it, and he doubted anyone could ha and dared them to try anyway. Róstran could give Jysen and Kryse a run for their money.

  The process was the same for this drawing, and Lárus was swift. Soon, he was ohird picture, which had Róstran in the exact position and expression as the sed drawing except he had Róstran shove his cock through the top in the pahe whole dare-part aggrandized when Róstran held his erect phallus. His giant knot was still in his sheath. I beheld the lump in his pilose hillod his pre.

  I gnced doresupposed Lárus’s jockstrap was cramped, Lárus repeatedly rearrange his junk. “Let me ha,” I whispered sultrily.

  “With pleasure,” Lárus growled seductively when I tugged his left ear with my teeth.

  I reached to Lárus's bulge, feeling the precum besmirch his undergarment. A fugacious caesura occurred when I resolutely stricted and stroked it. I jostled the pouch, slowly rolling eaut in my hands. The beast bestirred within his sheath some more. I felt his maleake over the diminutive amount of space remaining in his jockstrap, eventually toug his bare, fleshy spear through the vacuities. He started whining ferally.

  My brother’s pucker appeared alluring, so it became the osure for half of my focus. I pced my tongue on it, receiving another dose of his heavenly musk and gamey fvor. The bulge eo a mountain as I pped away at his anus. I had to swat his hands away from his endowment frequently.

  The jockstrap distended far from Lárus’s crotch. I had to jerk his penis, which was oleaginous from the precum. My hands easily slid up and down his shaft and coated with his essence. Even the firm squeezes had less fri. He instinctively bucked his hips, causing my too enter his rectum, and my pussy driveled ar through my underwear.

  “Fug Faer, Kaera,” Lárus jodly stammered.

  “Is the drawing plete?” Róstran inquired.

  Lárus nodded with his jaw wide opeifically. “Just fi.” He barked ephemerally, discharging a shot of precum.

  Róstran got off the bed and crawled on all four. “The me ameliorate your virile desire.”

  I beheld Róstran’s hulking log wobble bad forth as he crawled toward me. He was underh the easel and took Lárus’s penis into his mouth and held it with his hands. I fohe testicles in the jockstrap and squeezed Lárus’s knot while lubrig Lárus’s rectum with saliva. Lárus froze in pce, and his head arched to the ceiling. I felt the gonads shrivel with each ejacution and the jittery legs.

  “Ahhh.” Lárus drawled out his relief, and I noticed all of his virility over Róstran’s physiognomy. “Sorry, Róstran.”

  Róstran chuckled and grinned, nuzzling my brother’s penis. “Don’t be.” He licked the sperm on his lips, bi with the jizz already in his mouth, and ingurgitated it. He pulled the jockstrap off Lárus while sing his prick.

  Lárus impishly smirked at me. “Shall we move on to the step?”

  “Yes,” I answered after I left enough saliva for Lárus’s asshole to handle Róstran’s giant cymore. I exuviated my bra.

  “What’s ?” Róstran inquired, wagging his tail.

  I poi the bed. “Lay on your bed.”

  Róstran prostrated on his bed, and I ambuted to him, denuding my sticky panties. Lárus was at his inguinal regioing his dick. I ensced on his visage, instantly sensing him pleasure my vulva and clitoris. My hips rolled from side to side, spreading his sver and my ar around my slit. Svanh?ri was fortuo have him as a sibling during the time she had. He had the atural adroitness or she was an iial pedagogue.

  I removed the bra from Róstran’s chest, iing the fabric. It was meant for me for when I needed skimpy underwear to entice my future mate until he surreptitiously took it and the corresponding panties. Surprisingly, they adequately fit him despite my sinewy physique making me rger and broader than his nky, pygmy frame. My other undergarments would be too loose for him if he put them on, whereas they g onto his body, and the front tained his manhood superbly. Still, I safely jectured someone like Bryngereur would have feminine underwear immacute for him specifically and cogitated a shopping trip and several gifts.

  An asmic ripple sapped my vigor, and I became dead weight. I solicitously gnced back at Róstran’s tenance, where I witnessed his whole jaw cover my t and my pussy juice saturating his face. His tongue was deep in my vagina, rapidly tig every part within. He gave me a thumbs up when I inquired if he could breathe. I waited for any sed for Róstran to surcease lig my muliebrity. Instead, he kept going. His iy left me in a jod narcosis.

  Meanwhile, my brother had part of Róstran’s panties down suffitly to exposed the giant penis aicles. The huge knot was out. He paid extra io it when he dragged his tongue from the gonads to the acicur tip that munifitly exuded precum. I teo the gns whenever he went back for the balls, sug it like a pup nurturing on a breast. We oscuted and shared the virile essence when he was at the fleshy aiguille. I felt Róstran jubintly voice his approval on my crotch, which prolonged my daze. It only took him abruptly pruing the feltio for my opportunity to escape.

  “I’m close, you two!” Róstran whined. “Let me cum, please!”

  Lárus chuckled, appearing delighted by the response, and I was, too. “Real soon, Róstran. You just o present your ass to Kaera and me a on your hands and knees.”

  I rolled off Róstran and perched my ass o Lárus. The panties came off as Róstran got into position. Lárus took the lead, diving straight into Róstran’s pucker. I brought up the rear, sharing the anal fissure with him, and Róstran moaned into a pillow. We both had the idea of jerking the phallus coevally with the rimjob, and all four metacarpi had ample spa the penis.

  “Msgsdfmhrt,” Róstran spoke into the pillow.

  My ears perked up. “ you repeat that, Róstran?”

  It quickly became apparent what Róstran veyed about. His penis throbbed and discharged Direfenri spunk on the bs. We swiftly directed his puppy batter to our visages, otiosely cumuting all of it in our mouths. It left long streaks down our bodies when he finished cumming. He joined us as we licked his seed off each other, and Lárus and him vigorously teo my boobs.

  I crawled onto Róstran’s bed and lifted my tail, presenting my her apertures to Róstran. “Whenever you’re ready, Róstran.” I wanted him to take the reins and elevate his cocksureness.

  Róstran took less time to muster up the ce, a drastic improvement than st time. Still, I wished his celerity was faster and more adamant. I felt his hands on my hips, followed by his hulking sausage steadily filling my vagina. The beatific stupor returned.

  “Oh Faer,” I drawled out.

  “You ok, Kaera?” Róstran anxiously catechized, freezing in pce.

  I smiled mirthfully. “Breed me, you fug stud.” I felt Róstran pull his pecker out of my t although his length made me believe Lárus or another male was balls-deep in me. I exhaled rapturously whehrust forward more assertively. “That’s it, Róstran. You’re doing great.”

  “Ka-Kaera,” Róstran stammered while perforating my vagina.

  My affe for him grew rger than my trepidation. “I’m here, Róstran. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I scratched his head.

  Róstran’s dick acted like a battering ram on a besieged city. Each collision caused a signifit amount of air to extricate my lungs. His jaw hung open in a blithe expression. Still, I kept a for any tumults of his past creeping up while I swam in a sea of rhapsodic fog. I occasionally caressed him and susurrate sucg words to obviate any turmoil in him. He colpsed to his hands, slowly enfoldio his arms, and I felt my breasts received saliva. I imagined I was Svanh?ri and this was how he treated her while she was alive.

  I beheld a tear on Róstran and wiped it off. “It’s ok, Róstran. You got this.”

  “Thanks, Kaera,” Róstran responded without disrupting his rhythm.

  “Anytime.”

  I g Lárus, him deeply enthralled and masturbating to the fornication. I titled my left thumb up and down, and he requited me with a thumbs up. He ambuted to my head and shoved his girthy sausage down my throat. He held my head in pce, and his testicles spped my eyes. I reached to his pilose s and fondled his mase orbs with one of my hands while stroking Róstran’s back with the other metacarpus.

  Róstran expressed his desire to pleasure Lárus, so I had a caesura to cate air before my sanguineous kin ensy physiognomy. I sensed Lárus’s penis iween my mammile, followed by the sounds of Róstran sug on it. His essence morphed from salio gamey and musky as I pped hiss bay hands had nothing to do because Róstran’s force caused my tits to jiggle and massage his penis. So, I pressed his glutes on my tongue, yearning deeply to yank his tail or Róstran’s posterior appendage.

  Lárus moved his fu on my face, sliding it forward and backward while I licked his anus. My breasts firmly remained in pce from his hands. I had fugaoments where his balls were susceptible to my tongue, so I included them to oral stimution. I varied the licks between his gonads and sphincter until he created a interregnum.

  “Pardon ierruption, but I o piss for just a moment.” Lárus got off my body.

  Róstran and I were alone in his room, his cock still in my pussy. I resumed my decumbent position, and he swiftly reverted to plowing me again. The tuberosity on my omphalos appeared as ephemerally as it deliquesced.

  I noticed Róstran gaining more of his fidence. He no longer ed my exposed physique in his arms. Instead, he had my legs up and spread out, kneeling iween them, and his thrusts had more puissance. His stern face showed focus, a fixation hing my vagina and groin. My admiration and respect for him grew with every collision against my snatch. I pced my arms behind my head, dispying my naked beauty to him while smiling rapturously.

  The harbingers of Róstran’s asm exteriorized. I had him surcease temporarily so I could alter my position to being on all four, lifting my tail up. My head tilted to him, and I beamed at him while sug a couple of my fingers and fingering my asshole. The exact sensation I felt before appeared when he impaled my anus.

  The burn evanesced in my fu from the precum. The more pleasurable side became predominant as his speed aggrandized. I felt every aspect of his cock: his pulses, bulging veins, girth, and warmth. Yet, it was only half of his hulking truween his legs at most.

  I figured this portune moment as any to deduce what Róstran’s hidden reserve was for being a Direfenri. I turned my head at him. “Ready to k it up a notch?”

  Róstran paused, keeping his penis within my rectum. “What do you have in mind?”

  I beed him with a finger. “e here.”

  I repared to succumb to Róstran’s assertive side. I immediately pulled him in for a deep kiss a for his tail. His eyes widened in stupefa before his alternate personality maed. A guttural, primal growl made me tremble excitedly. He pinned me to the bed with one hand, utilizing sinew I hadn’t prognosticated, and my pussy was wet.

  “What do I have here, another bitch believing she service my penis well? Well, you think you ha?”

  “Yes, Róstran” I answered, agog by the sudden turn of events. He didn’t go full animal, and I excitedly wagged my tail.

  He spanked my ass and increased pressure on my frame. “It’s Alpha, sve.”

  “Sorry, Alpha.”

  I beheld him smirking out of my peripheral vision. “Excellent. You’ll be at my mertil I stuff you with my pups. You’ll ao no o me. What signal will you use if you wish to end this and join with the other rejects?”

  I was still stunned ahusiastic about the domio jure up a response. “I don’t have one.”

  Róstran spanked me, again, and relocated his grip to my butt. “Then, hold up three fingers on your left hand if you believe at any point you are unworthy at servig me. Uand?”

  I nodded. “Yes, Alpha. I do request your mercy by entering my backdoor.”

  “Noted.”

  Róstraered my ass without hesitation, pounding away with vigor I never felt before from him. The actual agony ixed with the euphoric pain into a rhapsodic mixture. The spanks added piquant stiltions, so I kept provoking him into repeating them. I felt like a bitch from the times I pulled my brother’s tail, yet he didn’t behave ferally like Lárus. This was a new breed of dominand bestiality, and my respect for him increased.

  Unfortunately, the time I had with Róstran’s cupist barbarity was too ephemeral before he hilted himself to my anus. I hadn’t acclimated to the pulses and ejacutions, so it was like my premier experience, magnifying my pleasure. I turo him, witnessing his regnant side disappear with each discharge of semen. He plopped on me, eed and panting heavily.

  “That was something,” I uttered, at a loss for words because what I just underwent was ineffable. “Didn’t know you had that in you.”

  Róstran stirred. “Yeah. I sort of developed him during my childhood.”

  I folded my ears. “Oh. I’m sorry.”

  “o be. I actually relished it.” Róstran had roseate cheeks. “Truth be told -as much as it is bizarre because of my experience- I also enjoy being on the receiving end of this kind of coitus as much as the romantic, g side. I secretly fantasized abhing you and Lárus up and then some, and vice versa, but I didn’t want to actually harm and terrify you or him.”

  I rubbed his head while chug. “Don’t hesitate to ask when the mood strikes you.”

  My ears twitched, and I turo the door as it opened, freezing iil I firmed my brother was the unknowy.“Sorry about the wait,” Lárus uttered.

  “What was the holdup?” I catechized, still panting heavily from succumbing to the savage sex.

  “Dad wao talk to you, and I bullshitted why he ’t.” I perceived Lárus log the door. “By the way, you o feign illness somehow, Kaera.”

  I gave Lárus a thumbs up while he ambuted to me and Róstran. “Appreciate the heads up.”

  “He wanted me to pass the message to you.”

  I raised my eyebrows. “What’s the message?”

  “The verdi Gellir’s trial should be tomorrow.”

  Despite the euphoria aasy from Róstran’s cock, I felt lead in my stomach. “Oh.”

  Lárus sat o me. “I’ll always be by your side regardless of the oute.”

  “I know.”

  Lárus sed my body and the lovable runt attached to my fu. “Róstran must’ve did a number on you.”

  “You have no idea.” I elucidated Lárus about Róstran’s alter ego.

  Lárus quickly turned his head at Róstran, appearing astonished. “Seriously?”

  “Yeah,” Róstran meekly drawled out.

  “Huh. I never would’ve guessed in a million ages you had that side to you.” Lárus pyfully nudged Róstran with his fist. “Nice, Róstran. Well, I pnned on cumming over you two while in the middle of sex, but I guess I missed it.”

  “My pussy is avaible,” I offered, caressing my outer moist folds.

  “I love your pn.”

  “I want to ejacute in there, too, periodically,” Róstran whined.

  I messed Róstran’s hair up, again. “You must gh some training, so you jizz inside me without shoving your knot in my orifices.”

  “If you say so, Kaera.”

  Lárus got into position for his penis to fortably slide into my vagina. “Fug Faer, Róstran. Your dick is making her pussy tighter than all the other times I bred her.”

  It was exhirating to feel two penises in my her region coevally, and the double pools of sperm fused into one huge tumesy paunch. I was eed, so I ed my arms around Lárus and Róstran, sav the intimate moment of the three of us in one happy hirsute heap.