Legosi's mind had become a haze of sexual bliss, numbing his senses to his surroundings, to his awareness of time.
The seconds and minutes and hours that'd passed had become a blur amongst the moaning and panting and grunting of the other three mammals inside the gardening shed with him, making it easier for him to give into those carnal, sexual desires that he'd kept deeply suppressed within himself. But a small, feeble part of himself still waited to snap from the decadence of the moment and disappoint Haru, Sheila, Juno, and Louis by telling them he wanted no part of this orgy… that he wasn't ready for stuff like this.
But it was the intoxicating scent of female arousal, the warmth of sweat dripping down his brow, and the throat-growling sensation of Sheila's pussy clenching around his length whenever she came that had him banishing any thoughts of embarrassment, of shame, from his mind, allowing his primal, male urges to fully guide his every action.
And that they did.
Legosi panted heavily through his gaped mouth as he thrusted himself into the cheetah, his cock already laced in cum from the last time he'd came in her. And he almost came inside her again when she climaxed over him, her walls tightening firmly around his length, sucking him into her.
He threw his head back as another growl ripped from his throat, his hips tensing as he desperately fought back against the climax-inducing feeling of her cumming over him again.
And it became even harder to hold back that release when he heard her moaning over Louis's cock—from which she was lovingly suckling and coaxing the next orgasm out of—her hips shifting beneath the firm grasp of his hands as her tail swayed in feline delight. But Legosi didn't give her the mercy of letting her recover as he strengthened his thrusts.
He was close—so, so close.
But it was Louis who came first.
Legosi glanced up as the deer rammed himself down Sheila's throat, his hands clutching at the back of her head. He moaned deeply as he came inside her, his jaw slacked open as he stared right through her head.
A moment passed and his cock slipped from her mouth, his trembling body falling back in the bed as he rested his head against the bed-frame, panting heavily with his legs spread wide.
Legosi continued to thrust into Sheila, the cheetah burying her face in the sweat-stained bedsheets as she moaned and whimpered and quivered with every stroke of his length over her swollen sweet spot.
She gripped the bedsheets in her hands and Legosi could feel her walls tightening around him again, readying for another climax.
Sheila's tail stroked over his chin and he shivered at the sensation.
He knew he wasn't going to last much longer, knew that with every thrusts of his hips, he was chipping away at any resistance he had left. But he wanted to cum with her, wanted to release himself into her as she clenched and sucked around him.
So, he quickened his pace, strengthened it, his fur beginning to stand on end as he felt himself getting closer and closer and closer, his cock throbbing for release—
Sheila suddenly turned on her back mid-thrusts, her legs spread wide, her breasts exposed to him.
His cock still buried deep inside of her, Legosi paused in confusion for only a second before he saw the look in Sheila's eyes.
Please don't stop.
A small smile spread on the wolf's lips before he got on his hands and elbows. He continued to thrust into her with that same feral, ferocity, clenching his jaw, his muzzle curling in as his fangs flashed.
He was so close.
He was so fucking close.
Sheila strapped her legs around his waist and interlaced her arms over his neck, hanging on for dear life as he pumped himself into her, harder, faster.
She let out a mewling whimper into his ear and Legosi's claws tore into the bed as he felt her clench around his length, tighter and tighter.
She was about to cum—he could feel it—and so was he.
He thrusted and thrusted and thrusted into her, quickening his pace to its max—
And Sheila tightened her grip around his neck, his waist, her body trembling—
But it was the small, meek, pleading whimper of his name from the beautiful cheetah that broke Legosi and he came inside her for the second time, releasing spurt after spurt into her swollen pussy, filling every crevice—
And Sheila came right after, her walls sucking his throbbing cock deep into her, milking it of every drop.
They came and came, drawing out each other's climaxes with small, languid thrusts.
And then… they came down from the edge together.
And for a while, the two mammals remained in their position, gulping in air, their bodies covered in sweat.
Legosi then fell on his side, taking Sheila with him, his eyes closed in peaceful bliss as he took in the afterglow of the moment.
Sheila stared into the face of the wolf that'd pleasured her better than anyone else in her life ever had and kissed him, cuddling her naked body against his.
Her heart jumped when he kissed her back, his tongue nudging into her mouth. She moaned as he tasted her, his tongue smoothly gliding over her own.
She exhaled through her nostrils and strapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss between them. Her toes curled in as his length hardened against her belly, a drop of pre-cum soaking into the fur there.
She shivered when she felt him grab her by her behind and pull her in closer to him, his other hand lovingly stroking the back of her head, her neck.
A genuine sense of security came over her and she cuddled her body even closer into his, her every fear and worry and traumatizing memory suddenly vanishing into nothingness as she fully gave herself to him.
She could feel his fully hardened length throbbing against her belly, and she knew it was only a matter of time before he pinned her down to the bed and began fucking her again.
But before they could go any further, Sheila broke from the kiss, leaving a string of salvia between their lips. She gazed into his eyes as her expression warmed into something loving, caring, before sorrow and longing replaced it.
Legosi must've understood that look, must've known what it meant, what she wanted from him, because he whispered, softly, the words barely even a sound, "let's enjoy the moment."
And for a long moment, Sheila only gazed into Legosi's eyes, her breath intermixing with his. The words were like a gentle kiss to her heart, her soul, and her expression softened as a bright, full smile stretched on her lips.
She nodded and giggled lightly, pecking him on the lips once, twice, thrice, before instinctively tucking her muzzle into his neck. She purred deeply as she cuddled her cheek against his neck, unconsciously marking him.
She opened her eyes as she cuddled him, spotting Juno, Louis and Haru on the wooden floor beside them, fucking each other with as much blissful carelessness as her and Legosi had.
She watched as Louis pleasured both females simultaneously, with Haru riding his cock in pure ecstasy and Juno spreading her legs over his muzzle, allowing his long, deer tongue to slip deep into her lips.
Both females moaned and whimpered and mewled as the deer stimulated them, and judging by the way they were trembling—and the silent pleads Juno was giving Louis as he mercilessly ate her out—Sheila had a feeling they'd came more than once.
Let's enjoy the moment.
Even if this was really a one-time thing, she wanted to cherish it. Every thrust of his length inside of her, every caress of his naked body over hers… she wanted to cherish it all.
Because this wolf who held her so lovingly in his arms…
No… there was no point in thinking that now.
Right now, she wanted to enjoy this moment—this beautiful, single moment. And she wasn't going to worry about anything that would come after.
So, Sheila pulled her muzzle from Legosi's neck before kissing him once more, nudging her tongue into his long, canine mouth.
The wolf let out a feral sound into the kiss and turned over in the bed, his hardened length slapping against her belly.
Sheila gently departed from the kiss and reached down to align Legosi's cock with her cum-filled pussy, her heartbeat rising in anticipation for him. She bit her lip when he pressed his tip against her lips, stroking it over her bud.
She moaned softly at the feeling, but a small flame of frustration and impatience had her spreading herself open with her fingers, a drop of his cum seeping from her as she gazed up at him with pleading eyes.
I want you inside me. Please.
The wolf gave her a gentle smile and pecked her on the lips, giving that first, slow thrust into her.
A soft, quivering sound broke from her as he slowly filled her, her toes curling into the bedsheets.
She strapped her arms around his neck, her legs spread wide beneath him.
His hips locked with hers and she clenched her thighs around his waist, readying herself for the rough, near-overwhelming thrusting that would have her mewling beneath him.
But his starting thrusts were slow, gentle, allowing him to kiss her deeply, passionately. She moaned in the kisses, her breath hitching with each movement of his hips, his length penetrating her deep.
And despite his slow, gentle thrusting, Sheila came, her climax ripping through her as she cried out beneath him.
The affection and care that Legosi showed her… and the way he kissed her so passionately, gliding his large hands over her body with a lover's gentleness… it touched something deep within her heart, her soul. And she came to a realization that had her climax shattering through her without warning.
Love. That was the realization that was given to her, and she pressed her body even closer to his, purring.
But that happiness was instantly overshadowed by regret and sorrow when reality settled in. And she came to another realization: it'd be wrong to allow herself to love him.
The memory of seeing Legosi and the small rabbit walking together through the school courtyard hand-in-hand flashed through her mind. And her heart cracked.
Legosi growled as Sheila's walls tensed and quivered around him. He paused his thrusting for a moment, tucking his muzzle into her neck as he clenched his jaw.
"I'm sorry," she panted, grabbing at his broad, muscled shoulders, tears forming in her eyes. "I'm sorry."
She was sorry for allowing herself to have these new, sudden feelings for him, knowing that his heart already belonged to someone else.
…And she was sorry to herself for falling in love with someone who'd she would be rejected by anyway.
But she was used to it, though.
All her life, she had been rejected, outcasted. And over time, she learned how to hide that pain and portray herself as a strong, independent female who was fine living by her own. But a part of herself wondered if that was why she allowed herself to join in this orgy: because… she was lonely and longed to have some kind of connection—with someone. It was the cost of holding her façade of strength and independence. She never allowed anyone—no one at all—to see the pain and traumas that lie beneath. Not anyone. But this wolf… this caring, beautiful, handsome, gentle wolf… it was the first time she'd felt a connection with anyone in her life.
And… and she wanted to show every part of herself to him.
She wanted to give her heart and soul to him.
But…
Legosi lifted his muzzle from her neck and pressed his lips against hers. "Don't apologize, Sheila." He whispered, her name like a soothing melody in his voice, warming her chest. He kissed her again. "Let's…—his gaze left hers, guilt clouding his eyes for only a second before vanishing—let's enjoy the moment." And then his lips connected with hers again.
And Sheila wondered if he had came to the same realization she had, and was now feeling guilty because of it.
Love.
Though, Sheila didn't have time to consider it as Legosi began thrusting into her again, breaking from the kiss as he steadily increased his pace.
And as Sheila clung onto him, she couldn't stop the tears that slipped down her cheeks.
Let's enjoy the moment.
In the end, her new-found love for him was worthless. All of what they were doing was only a one-time thing.
And afterwards, they would all move on with their lives, as if nothing had ever happened.
She was used to it, though—that rejection, that loneliness. She would move on, as well. But a part of her knew that wasn't true.