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A pair of wolves sit close to one another on the rock. True, they are of the same genus, but two more different wolves would be hard to find. The male is obviously the stranger in this land. His silver fur is long and forms a thick barrier against a cold that the desert will never experience. His ears have rounded tips, similar to those of an arctic fox, and dense fur even pokes out around the pads of his big snowshoe-like paws. The smaller female looks almost delicate in comparison, but a closer look reveals a tough experienced she-wolf with a defiant glint in her grey-blue eyes. At the same time there is a warm softness in her wiry form, an inner beauty that is hard to define. She seems to glow with a personality and charm that could melt the heart of any living thing on Earth.
The male is Asikaa, and his tail brushes an arc in the dust as he wags it slowly from side-to-side. He gazes into the eyes of the female desert wolf, whose name is Ardeni. This is a peaceful time, and the uncomfortable heat of the dry landscape has cooled to a relaxing warmth. Asikaa feels his limbs loose and free, all the tension has gone, and he feels like he could sit here forever. Ardeni also feels slack-muscled and even a little floppy, but the same relaxation has also seemed to heighten her senses. She feels the power within her body, the exultation of knowing that she is a member of the species that has risen to the peak of evolution.
Ardeni knows that the male beside her is admiring her, and her chest puffs out a little with unconscious pride. She has a right to feel proud, this male by her side would die for her, and he had fallen for her like a wolf-pup falls whilst trying his first chase, head-over-heels, tumbling out of control and loving every minute of it. The female sweeps her eyes over the younger wolf's athletic form and smiles to herself.
Asikaa gets up and puts both forepaws out in front of him. Pushing down and forward on them, he raises his rump up and back, stretching his furry back and yawning lazily. His gray-black brindled tail wags his happiness through the warm air.
Ardeni presses her body close to Asikaa's as he wolf-kisses her, lightly brushing his muzzle to hers in a teasing gesture. He senses her desire for a more passionate contact, and he licks her throat twice, then moves up. She closes one eye as his tongue swipes over the left-side of her face and onto her ear. Ardeni turns her russet-beige head and touches noses with the male.
Their tongues meet in the heat of the kiss, and they taste each other, welcoming and allowing the onset of the first flickerings of desire. Ardeni raises a forepaw and rakes it down Asikaa's neck and chest as his tongue laps at the roof of her mouth. The kiss breaks, and they stare into each others eyes. The excitable male is panting, his face alive with lust already. The she-wolf walks around to scent him, and she teases him with a single lick down the length of his sheath. Asikaa yips and turns to her, his claws clicking on the rock. He nips her rump playfully, then pushes his muzzle under her tail, sniffing, probing, then licking with long slow laps of his broad tongue. Her wonderful scent fills his nostrils. She is on heat. Ardeni closes her eyes and her breaths become shuddering sighs of pleasure as the male's warm wet tongue slithers between her hindlegs. Asikaa's nose and tongue explore the female's hidden delights and his tail wags faster. Ardeni moves around once more, but does not tease the wolf this time. She inhales his musky scent, and her head tingles with excitement. She uses her tongue to bring the male to a frenzy of sexual passion. His wolfhood is now exposed from its furred sheath, and she slides her semi-rough tongue up and down the stiff shaft until it glistens with her saliva.
Asikaa cannot wait any longer, he must have her. He hauls himself onto her sand-coloured back and grasps her around the belly with his forelegs. She raises her tail to one side, and the male eases himself forward, slipping his full length into the hot dampness between her legs. Ardeni whines her pleasure and shifts her weight slightly, spreading her hindlegs further apart. The wolf's carnal instincts take over and his powerful thigh muscles drive his maleness deep into the female again and again. She makes small whimpering noises that start to rise into short low-pitched howls keeping rhythm with Asikaa's frantic thrusts. The male presses his loins flat against her rump, the full length of his stiff shaft deep inside her. A strained snarl of total orgasmic bliss escapes from between his clenched teeth, and he spills his hot fluid, shooting it into the female with a final jerk of his hindquarters. Ardeni tightens on his swollen shaft and her body tenses as waves of tingling, burning, shuddering pleasure sweep through her body. She utters a deep growl of satisfaction as the last of Asikaa's warm liquid pours into her.
The desert breeze gently ruffles Ardeni's fur as she watches the last thin edge of the sun's disc sink below the horizon. The rock beneath her has stored the blazing heat of the day, and now releases it slowly, warming her. She looks at Asikaa. He is a sleep, lying on his side, exhausted but content. She listens to his slow deep breathing and starts to drift off to sleep herself. She can still feel the heat of their mating under her tail, but the wanting, the burning lust, the unfulfilled desire that Asikaa himself had started, has gone. She uses the last of her energy to drag herself over and rest her head on the male's warmly furred flank. Finally she sleeps.
