PLEASE NOTE!
This story contains brother on brother incest and also cheating, along with furry/anthro characters.
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This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
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Cheating with His Brother
Chapter Six
Things had to change.
Ropes knew that she was doing something she shouldn't be when she was riding her husband's brother's cock in his bedroom, having told Fyr that she was off out having her claws taken care of. The demon cougar had laughed inwardly at just how easily her silly husband had accepted the excuse - as if she would waste time with a manicure when she had far more alluring prospects to enjoy herself with! Her claws mostly took care of themselves anyway, though raking them against Kao's scales seemed to keep them sultry and trim either way.
But it wasn't the fact that she was cheating on her husband that she knew had to change, Ropes hissing and writhing as the drake slammed into her, pounding her to another raw, all-consuming orgasm that her husband simply could not deliver. She had what she wanted with Kao in the bedroom department but she loved Fyr too, unconditionally and without fail. That was why she'd married him, said her vows from the heart to him. It wasn't that she wanted to leave her husband, only fulfil the other parts of her life and her being that had been left sadly neglected since she'd fallen head over heels (and tentacles too) for him.
That was why she had to get Fyr involved. But it was going to take more than a little finesse to pull it off. Luckily, there was no one that knew the dragon better than her and neither was there anyone better placed to do what she did best.
A demoness of lust, after all, had to have more than a few tricks up her sleeve, surely?
And Ropes orchestrated it with a paw better beholden of a puppet master, the cougar purring sweetness into the ears of both her partners until they were putty in her paws. She told Fyr how much she loved him, feeding him both relaxation and warmth even as her demon self screamed and writhed, craving the raw lust and passion that simply was not in Fyr's nature to deliver as she needed. Perhaps Ropes should have known that before but love was a funny thing, even to a demon.
And Kao... Well, that drake had not taken light words with fluffy edges, a warm home to come home to and a good meal at the end of a working day. His passion filled her to the brim, the demoness flooding her sense with the need to feed herself to the point of gluttony and drawing him in ever closer to her was, irrefutably, a pleasure she would not have turned down for any lure. Well, maybe the lure of an even more lustful male, but a demoness would always be fickle that way.
It was in her nature.
Ropes craved his cock, the heady slam of it into her pussy, which never quite seemed to reach the point of soreness from which she could not continue, not with him. It was just another reason in the endless list of how their bodies matched up together so much more than perfectly and why she had to have him above all else. And Ropes, thankfully, knew how to make it happen.
It was easy enough to weave it into Fyr's mind that he needed to invite his brother over for dinner. After all, she'd said, you haven't seen him since the party! And he lives so close now! Fyr, of course, had been none the wiser to the fact that Ropes had seen Kao many, many times since the drake's house party, an event that Fyr had emerged from bedraggled and with a much sorer head than expected.
He'd been easy to convince and, hell, the damn drake thought it was his own idea to drop his brother a text and invite him over at the end of it. If she'd not been so pleased with herself for making sure the invitation itself happened, Ropes would have rolled her pale eyes at his own self-absorption. But it didn't matter - not really, anyway. As long as she got what she wanted out of the deal, he could think that it was his idea all along, yes, thank you, for her to even fuck Kao in the first place! Of course, that sliver of essential information was still yet to be revealed, although all would come to light in due course. She had to make it the right time rather than waiting for that elusive opportune moment.
It had been mere moments after Fyr sent the text that her own phone had buzzed, although the feline had waited before answering, languidly flipping through the pages of a magazine on agriculture. She'd originally picked it up to understand a little more about Fyr's line of work but, in all honesty, it wasn't her jam in the slightest. Hard work, surely, but something that she wouldn't really lift a paw to, as much as she liked their detached home on the outskirts, the orchard down the road. If Fyr had his way though, they'd be buying the fields and land surrounding their home too so that he could have a larger acreage of land to farm and do whatever it was that dragon did with his days. It would at least get him out of that silly suit and doing what he wanted with his life, although Ropes was under no illusion that having him happier with his life and work would lead to more sex for her. She'd thought that, once, but no more. That was why she'd had to take matters, quite literally, into her own paws.
Ah, yes, the text. Ropes raised her eyebrows as she swiped it open, relishing each and every tiny little motion as a prelude to the grand event. It took every step to make a dance, after all, and she had every intention of enjoying it right to the very end.
Fyr's invited me over. You game?
She smirked, fingers flying to answer.
Game if you are. Though I think he wants to watch the game.
That's fine. He can be occupied.
Grinning, Ropes set her phone aside, whiskers quivering. He almost made it too easy, the drake almost more eager for her than she was for him. But the date was set and that's all she needed, the wheels of her plan spinning and spinning and spinning as she set each and every last one of them into motion.
All she needed was both of her dragons.
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"Hey, baby..."
Ropes crooned, leaning over the back of the sofa to run her paws over Fyr's shoulders, hanging over him as he almost looked away from the game on TV. Almost, but not quite.
"Yeah?"
