I awoke sometime in the night to a ravenous hunger. I was still exhausted but unable to sleep for the gnawing in my stomach. I freed myself from the warm confines of Arath's arms and looked about the room. Ballon stirred from his position on my other side and lifted his large head to regard me. I smiled and patted my belly, he extended his muzzle and nudged his cold nose into my chest. I rubbed my fingers in the fur behind his ears and looked around more thoroughly. I noted that Buson was no longer in the room.
My stomach growled and Ballon let out a soft whine that awakened my demon mate. "You cannot sleep, Gram? Ballon believes you need sustenance." He quirked an eyebrow from beneath one of his horns.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. But Ballon is right, I'm starving."
"It has been almost a full day since you have had anything to eat. And much has transpired since then. I will find you something, give me only a moment." He eased himself from the bed and I heard the soft click of his hooves hitting the tiles on the floor before he stood. "Stay with Ballon and I will return shortly," he told me.
Arath didn't bother with his wrap but strode naked from our chamber. I pushed myself up to sit by the head of the bed and arranged the pillows behind me. The hound moved with me and rested his large head in my lap so I could stroke his fur. In the quiet of the night I could sense him in the back of my mind as he gave out a long sigh of contentment. I sought out the connection with my eyes closed and realized I could also sense Arath moving away from us and Buson in a pasture under the stars.
I pressed further at the connection with my mind and felt Ballon stir as I petted him. I felt his desire like heat rippling through me. The hound wanted to mate. His desire awakened my own and we moved as one. He lifted his head and stood on the bed while I turned over and took my position on hands and knees. The sudden need thrummed though my body, enslaving me. My insides contracted in excitement and I felt the release of the lubricating substance from within. When he came around and mounted me my tale was already in place to guide his swelling cock into my needy cunt.
He sheathed himself in me and my hunger for food was forgotten in my hunger for his large phallus. He clutched his forepaws around me and began thrusting. There was no pain for me as the hound took me in fast and eager strokes. My cock grew hard and heavy between my legs. Even at his full length and width I found only pleasure beneath him as the hound hammered into me with bone- jarring intensity. I found myself eager for the sensation of his swelling knot and the moment we would be locked together.
When Arath returned sometime later the beast had grown still, his large cock stuck inside of me and bloating my guts with his seed. My demon did not seem surprised and his cock was already dropped from his body and growing hard where it hung down to his knees.
"I thought my mate was in need of food but Ballon tells me you were in need of more fucking," he said with a laugh. I smiled up at him and eyed the tray he'd brought in, loaded with fruit, bread and a wedge of cheese.
"I felt him, felt all of you in my mind. I felt Ballon's desire and...," I rubbed my head against the hound's where it rested over my shoulder. I felt my cheeks flame at my wanton behavior.
"I was just teasing, little mate. You should never be ashamed of wanting to please your mates," he told me. As he spoke he cut away a piece of the cheese and fed it to me. "Ballon thinks you should eat and recover your strength for more mating." I couldn't agree more and took the morsel he offered between my lips.
It was an awkward position but Arath managed to feed me while Ballon rested his great weight on my back. Buson entered through the drape from outside and watched us. "He thinks he should be the next to fill your cunt," Arath muttered. He popped a grape into my mouth and one into his own with a belligerent glare toward the steed.
"I would not say no," I told him, eyeing the beast with a new appreciation. His impossibly long cock fell from its sheath toward the floor and was steadily gaining a position parallel to his belly. Arath laughed his deep laugh and I cut my eyes towards him.
"You are the best kind of mate, Gram." I frowned at him, not understanding. "The kind that is always eager to be mated," he said with a wave of his hand.
"Would you rather have me next?" I asked.
"No, I like the feel of your sweet cunt after my beasts have had it. Let Buson," he said as he fed me another piece of bread. Already Ballon's cock was shrinking inside me. I flexed my inner muscles around it, excited to experience the feel of Buson's massive cock once again.
Ballon finally managed to withdraw his cock and with two hungers sated I crawled toward the bench that was still attached to the bed. "Wait," Arath called to me. He handed me a cup and I took it to guzzle at the cool water it contained. When it was empty I handed the cup back and continued toward the bench. Buson was already waiting for me, his gigantic cock slapping rhythmically against his belly.
I took my position, Ballon's thick cream oozing from my freshly fucked ass. Buson mounted me immediately and as before I used my tail to guide his cock without conscious thought. Without the fear of the unexpected I took his cock more easily. It was still painful but thrilling as he plunged deep into my cunt. I found myself waiting expectantly to feel his full length planted into the deepest parts of me. Buson did not disappoint and his second thrust fulfilled my desire. I screamed out in mixed pleasure and pain while my two other mates watched.
As before the feel of Buson's massive cock pushed all rational thought from my head. I became a beast for him, a mare to be mounted and fucked. The sensations, so close to the peak of pleasure, held me enthralled. I grunted and gasped, screaming and shouting half-formed words. He fucked me harder and harder, using more of his incredible length to pound into my guts. He bellowed out his pleasure as his seed pumped into me.
Buson withdrew with a gush of his seed pouring out of my gaping cuntlips. Tired, but not unmanageably worn out, I left the bench and stumbled onto the bed. "More, Arath. I need more," I begged. I could feel my hole expanded and swollen, unable to close it, and reached between my legs to feel it. Some part extruded from inside and the feel of my fingers rubbing over the soft flesh only made me want more the feel of another hard cock piercing me.
Arath was quick to move from the other side of the bed. He came around and pulled me to the edge, turning me onto my back. He spread my legs wide and my tail came up to pull his cock down into position. I grunted as he swiftly punched the enormous rod into my wide open cunt to the hilt. I gasped and felt the spurt of my own seed land upon my face.
The demon waited and drew back to give me the full length again. I tossed my head on the bedding and held onto the edge of the bed to stay close to him. "Yes, my mate," I called. "Fuck me... harder. Fuck me harder." Arath ignored my pleas and kept his own steady pace.
Giving up on my begging I held on and let him have his way with me. The pace of his thrusting slowly increased until he pushed me over the edge of pleasure again. Instead of finding his own with me he slowed and withdrew after my wave had crested. He turned me and drew my ass up until he could mount me as his hound had done. In the new position he climbed up onto his knees on the mattress behind me.
Given more leverage he set a punishing speed that left me reeling. My cunt blossomed wider under his assault. When he grew close to giving me his seed he slowed and pushed me down to a prone position on my belly. Straddling my legs with his own, he fucked me hard and deep in short thrusts. His hands found the cheeks of my ass and spread them wide. He watched his cock sliding in and out of my ravaged cunt.
As I reached my next release he could not hold back any longer. Finally he filled me with his seed as more shot from my painfully hard cock. He collapsed his body on top of mine and held me in a rough embrace as he finished discharging the contents of his cock.
"Arath," I gasped his name like a prayer. A whine from Ballon followed a heavy huff from the steed and the sounds of their desire had my cunt milking at Arath's shrinking cock. Heat infused my body as I realized I wanted more fucking. "Please," I said into the bedding. The need felt like a physical thing inside my body, inside the sheathe I needed my mates to fill again and again.
"Which would you have, Gram? Neither have had their fill of you." Arath's question was commanding, forcing me to choose out loud and disregard my shame.
"Buson," I announced. The steed gave out a grunt of what sounded like satisfaction. I proudly lifted my head and looked over to where the great beast was prancing in anticipation as his cock leaked and the staff bobbed between his legs. The scent of his desire and impatience filled the chamber like a musky mist rising from his huge testes.
Arath jerked free from the sucking embrace of my cunt and dragged me to the mounting bench. The demon lifted me and set me in position upon it. I spread my knees wide and thrust my ass out in shameless invitation to the beast and his colossal stake. Barely had I used my new appendage to guide it to my hole when the beast sliced into me and impaled me in one huge thrust to the very limits of my cunt, deeper than ever before. I howled before the onslaught becoming a beast as much as the mate whose cock was currently imbedded inside me.
I gasped and gurgled, crying out when I had enough air, as Buson fucked me in long, hard strokes. It was the second time in a short period and he lasted much longer as he used me without regard for anything but his own pleasure. Vaguely I was aware of Arath crouched beside us, watching his steed fuck me with a greedy leer of satisfaction. I could only clutch the bench and try to hold myself in position. Every solid thrust left me dazed as the vein-gnarled shaft slid through my passage and the knobbed head ripped up into my body.
The beast possessed me on a level that neither of my other mates could achieve as he fucked me most brutally. Buson alone could fully master my body and bring me utter pleasure with the violence of his near fatal assault. At some point I succumbed to the haze of pleasure, became nothing but a receptacle for his massive cock and finally his seed.
I came out of my daze only when I felt the massive head of his cock expand, like a fist opening in my channel, then the hot flow of his seed flooding into me. My guts bloated painfully and I screamed in unison with the beast's trumpet of vanquishment as my own cock continued to leak my spend in quantities that should have left me dry. Buson pushed his forelegs off the bed and reared back, wrenching his cock from me with a wickedly immoral sucking sound.
No sooner than the steed had turned away and Arath was dragging me down to the floor. He rose to his knees and fed his engorged cock into my mouth as Ballon mounted me from behind. My demon mate forced the magnificently long and thick shaft into my throat and began thrusting, forcing my oral passage to stretch and accommodate him.
Ballon fucked me hard with an edge of desperation that was vicious, even from a beast. He whimpered and whined into my ear as his knot swelled but he could not tie to my ravaged hole. Each plunge delivered the round and enlarging base through my entrance as each withdrawal dragged it out and stretched the lips of my ravaged cunt with it. The pressure was intense and just at the border of my tolerance yet sublimely enjoyable.
It was not until the knot was fully swollen that at last the hound was able to lock us together. He ceased making his noises of frustration and gripped me tighter as he deposited his second load of seed into my bowels. Arath's cock expanded and he fired his seed directly into my stomach. My pleasure had been coming in waves since Buson had thrust into me, one atop another. My orgasms finally began to subside and my achingly hard shaft to wilt as Arath withdrew from my mouth.
I would have collapsed, then, under the weight of the hound but Arath, with his great strength, supported both of us. I could not say later how long I was held there by Ballon with his cock lodged firmly into my cunt. I only came aware sometime later as my demon settled me into the bed. Gouts of my mates' seed were leaking from my loosened cunt and Arath fit his semi-hard cock into me to staunch the flow. I mumbled appreciatively and kissed at his firm bicep that he'd fit beneath my head. I couldn't help pressing my ass more firmly against his loins, the ever present need demanding that I do so.
"Will it always be like this?" I asked. The hunger in my body frightened and thrilled me. I should have been sated but I was not.
"It is just the mating cycle, little mate," he soothed. His large hand smoothed over my belly and chest. "Every Brood-Mate experiences it at first mating. It will be the same when you come into season." His words roused me from my almost-sleep.
"Season?" Instinctively I knew it was something I would not like.
"Yes, when you go into heat. When your body is ready to bear my children," he replied calmly. A chilly tremor swept down my back where he was pressed so close to me.
"But I... I'm male." I struggled against my exhaustion and would have moved but he held me firmly to him.
"All Brood-Mates bear offspring," he said in the same calming voice. "Too few children are born and most are male. We are a warrior race, Gram. You should not worry, however. My own mother did not have her first season until she was nearly two-hundred years old and I was not made until her third season when she was closer to four-hundred. It is certainly far into our future."
Arath's words did not quell the unease of my mind but I was too tired to resist the pull of sleep. With troubling thoughts I passed into oblivion. Despite my worries I dreamt of my mates. Happy dreams of lust and contentment that left me feeling loved and joyous even in the depths of my slumber.
When next I awoke it was to a gently hummed tune, something I vaguely remembered. I opened my eyes and saw that the sun was now well up and shining brightly through the room. Ballon slept on a rug before the unlit fireplace. An old human woman worked at the mounting bench. She was the one humming.
I watched her for long minutes as she washed down the apparatus with rags before using some emollient to work the benches. I blushed as I thought of all the spent seed that must have anointed the thing. And blushed more as I realized that the bed was sodden with it. Surely the old woman would know what had passed there in the night. She looked up and caught me watching her.
"Ah, you are awake, my lord. Lord Arath wished me to tell you that he would return shortly after he tended to some clan business." The woman studied me with a shrewd eye for moment before continuing. "Would you like to wash? We need to move you to the new rooms and it might be best to get it done before your mate returns. There's no telling when we'll get the chance if he finds you here," she said the last with a knowing smile. I could feel the heat of my blush in my ears.
"Yes, uh, might you tell me where my clothes are and give me a moment...?" I stammered to an end and looked at her expectantly.
"Clothes!" she exclaimed with bright eyes. "Brood-Mates don't wear any garments within the keep, my lord."
"Oh, well, um...," I couldn't find the words to say what I thought about that. I lowered my eyes and sighed heavily.
"You poor dear," she murmured. "With all the mating I suppose you haven't had time to discuss many matters about life here. I'd heard you were human and I can tell by that golden hair that you aren't one of the wardens, though you look enough like them otherwise, my lord. Well, you don't have to worry about me mounting you so perhaps you'd like to ask some questions." Her direct manner made me blush harder and yet her familiarity set me somewhat at ease.
"Please, call me Gram," I told her as I sat up in the bed.
"As you wish, Lord Gram. I am Elsbeth, I've been cleaning for Lord Arath since I was a small girl." I shook my head at the honorific she'd given me but chose to ignore it.
"You mentioned something about new rooms, Elsbeth?"
"Yes, there's a washroom in the hall but your new rooms have a private washroom and we should go there straight away. Gods know that if your mate comes back you likely won't be leaving this room anytime soon." Again the old woman made me blush.
"Yes, I'm, um... sorry about the mess," I waved a hand out at the room from under the covers, trying to be vague though I was still confused.
"Agh, it's nothing. To be honest, Lord Gram, with a new mating I'm surprised I didn't have to wade through puddles of male sap to begin cleaning. Between the two of you and the beasts," she said with a wink and a slight shake of her head. Even the tips of my ears burned to think that this old woman knew of what had gone on the night before. "Pish," she snorted and waved her hand at me. "You don't grow up in a demon's keep and not learn of these things early on. No need to be embarrassed, Lord Gram. Now, let's get you up and moving."
"Ah, I'm sorry, Elsbeth, why are we moving to different rooms?"
"This was Lord Arath's room when he was an unmated general. Now he is clan leader and mated. You will have the best rooms in the keep," she explained. She waited on me expectantly. Slowly I pulled back the bedding and stood beside the bed. The old woman studied me for a long moment. With a yip Ballon startled both of us. I looked over and found him yawning and stretching, apparently just waking up. He padded softly over and sat next to me. I dropped my hand onto his head and began stroking the soft fur there, earning a tongue-lolling smile. Between his legs his pink cock began to extend from his sheathe and I watched it with mesmerizing concentration.
"Ah-ah," Elsbeth scolded with a sighed "mates" under her breath. "You get on to the kitchen, Ballon, you must be starving. I've work to do and your mate needs a good washing. I'll look after him while you eat." Ballon growled unhappily but ran out through the draped door.
"Sorry," I began but Elsbeth cut me off with a chuckle.
"No need to be sorry. I can't even blame the pup, you are a glorious thing. Now come along and I'll show you to your new rooms." With a lascivious smile she opened the door and strode out into the hallway, leaving me no choice but to follow.
She led me through a series of corridors where we passed other humans and demons, also several hounds. I could not help but to feel their eyes on me. All of them stopped to stare at me and I found myself repeatedly cupping my prick in my hand to preserve my modesty. Finally we came to another large door and Elsbeth pushed it open. I followed her inside.
"These are your new chambers," Elsbeth proclaimed as she held the door open for me. "Much like the other but through there is the nursery and the other is the washroom." She pointed out the two doors that stood on either side of the room. I took the room in with wonder.
It was much larger, twice the size of the other room. Not only was there the same type of massive bed but also a leather sofa and two matching chairs before the fireplace. The walls were adorned with tapestries showing images of battles. A separate one over the wall behind the bed showed the demons fucking in various positions ensconced in a brilliant forest. The leather drape over the entrance to the outside was tooled in a series of complicated designs.
"It's amazing," I said. Even the fireplace was larger and I saw the floor before it was tiled in a mosaic depicting a steed.
"As befits a clan leader. Let me show you the washroom and I'll return to cleaning the other room. You best bathe now, before your mates want more of your flesh." Elsbeth showed me into the smaller room. I'd never bathed in a room, only the river that flowed close to our town. I wondered how it could be possible.
There was a stone bench at the farthest wall with a hole in the center. At the right was a large sunken pool built from the same stone as the walls. On the left was a shelf, mostly empty, with a stack of linens. Above the shelf was a mirror. Behind the door was a tall window. Elsbeth opened it to the air from outside. I could not fathom the purpose of such a room though the bench with the hole was similar to the privies we used back home. Elsbeth saw my confusion and took pity on me.
"They say you came from one of the small towns near the border? I suppose you don't know how to use this?"
"No... I've never seen its like," I admitted. She proceeded to show me how to use the pump to draw the water up from the earth. She explained that it was very hot.
"It comes from the depths and burns. Let it cool before you step in. I'm sure you can guess what use the shitter is. If you piss pull the shorter chain and it will empty. If you shit pull the longer chain and it will wash down." I watched her work the chains with interest while the steaming water splashed into the tub.
"But where does it go?" I asked. She looked at me as though I were a young child.
"It empties below the city where the waste is used as fertilizer in the fields. You wash yourself good, my lord Gram. I will leave you now but if you need anything summon your hound-mate to fetch me though you should be fine. I will see you on the morrow when I come to clean your newest mess," she said with a laugh. I watched her leave, feeling better for her company and regretting her departure.
The spigot had stopped running and the tub was half filled. I dared to dip my toe into the water and found it to be hot but not unbearable. I primed the pump to get more water and searched the small room. I found soap in the cabinet under the shelf along with other things I could not guess the purpose of. I reminded myself to ask Arath about them later.
When the water stopped the tub was mostly full. I tested the temperature then walked down into the pool. The water was only just bearable but felt too good against my feet and legs. I sat down into it and leaned against the sloped side. The water came to just below my chin and the tub was more than long enough for me to lay almost full-length. I closed my eyes and let the heat seep into my body.
While I relaxed I let the events of the night before and the morning come back to me. I could not help becoming aroused while I thought of Buson and his violent mastery of me, of Ballon and his fervent coupling and the feeling of his swollen base expanding my insides. I remembered Arath and the way he fucked me for both our pleasure instead of just taking as the beasts did, though they pleased me mightily. My cock hardened beneath the warm water and I reached for it. I stroked it lightly as I reminisced.
I could not believe that I was aroused yet again. I watched my engorged cock as I ran my hand up and down the longer shaft. I was still amazed at the transformation. It was not as large as Arath's but certainly it was much bigger than it had been. I wondered what Glin would think of it. Probably run screaming in terror, I thought. He'd complained often enough about how it was too big before.
Gradually I realized that something was wrong. No matter how fast I stroked on my cock I could not reach the peak of pleasure. What had taken me minutes to accomplish before my transformation would not come, literally. I couldn't even get close to spurting. At the same time a dull gnawing began in my ass. Just as I'd known how to use my tail or the special glands in my ass to excrete lubricant I knew with certainty that I could not reach completion without something filling my hungry cunt.
The realization struck me to my core. Not only would I be bearing children, it seemed, but I would never again find pleasure in fucking. Enveloped in the warmth of the water I felt as though my very manhood had been stolen from me. I craved cock with an insatiable desire, even the thought of being fucked sent more sensation through my hard cock than my hand could provide. I tried not to despair at my fate. My mind returning again and again to Arath and my two beasts, I felt the need for their comforting presence.
I took up the soap and scrubbed my body vigorously but quickly. It took me a moment but I figured out how to loosen the drain and the water flowed out. I took one of the linens and began drying my body even as I reached out to Arath with my new senses. I called to him, sending him my anxiety and doubts. I reached out to Buson and Ballon, as well.
No sooner had I stepped into the main room when Arath strode in the door. He looked frantic until his eyes landed on me. I took him in, let my eyes linger over his muscled body. From his hooves to his broad shoulders and up to his long, dark hair I took in the sight of my mate. My cock hardened anew and my cunt involuntarily squeezed out the slippery juice to prepare me.
"My little mate, what is troubling you?" Arath asked as he strode toward me with his arms outstretched.
"I... I'm sorry I troubled you," I said. My lust and worry clouded my mind, made me fumble my words. I met Arath and let him fold his long arms around me, took comfort in his embrace while he stroked his fingers through my golden hair.
"You never trouble me, Gram. I felt your need of me. I am sorry I left you alone, now, tell me what is bothering you." I held him close and unfastened his wrap to trap his now-hard cock against mine between our bellies. His presence had renewed my desire. Perhaps because of my earlier masturbation I then very badly wanted to feel his huge cock inside me once again.
"I want you to fuck me, Arath. Please? Then we can speak after?" I hid my embarrassment with downcast eyes as I asked him. Briefly I wondered if I would ever grow accustomed to wanting him so badly.
"I always want to fuck you, little mate. And this time I am first," he said as he lifted me onto the new bed. "I will have your cunt while it's still tight, before the beasts arrive." I began to spread my legs for him but stopped.
"Does my cunt not please you when it has been well-used?" I asked. I hadn't even considered such a thing to be possible and felt a new uncertainty weigh down on me.
"No, Gram, never think it. I love you. Truly, my mate... Gram, I love you." He held my jaw and kissed me deeply with his tongue as he moved between my legs and forced them apart with his own. "And, I love your cunt. I love it when I am first to have you and it is tight for me, yes. I love also, however, when it is loose and sloppy with much seed. I love the feel of the soft and swollen lips of it sliding along my shaft, kissing and fluttering. So soft and hot and slick inside with the spend of multiple couplings." He pushed my legs back and his hard cock fell against my pulsing hole. "You desire me, Gram? I can smell your arousal and the wetness of your cunt seeping out."
"Yes, please. Please, Arath!" his name becoming a scream upon my lips as he skewered the full length of his cock into me.
He fucked me hard, reveling in the moist acceptance of my cunt. At some point the beasts came into the room. Hours later we were laying together in the wet mess of our seed. I had found my pleasure many times and was momentarily sated.
Turning in my mate's arms I said, "I have many questions, Arath. So many I don't know where to begin asking." He craned his neck and kissed my forehead.
"Begin where you wish, little mate. I will answer all your questions." With one arm he hugged me closer as we face each other, his other roving down over my hip to my ass where he rubbed the pads of his fingers over my swollen entrance.
"Ahhh," I sighed at his touch. "I love you, Arath. I do not understand it, cannot believe you love me as well. How can such a thing be when we have done naught but copulate like animals?" He chuckled and I felt the rumble of it in his chest.
"We would not be mates if we were not meant to love, Gram." He moved his hand from my ass to my lips and rubbed the seed-stained digits against my lips. I reached out to lick them and felt my cock growing hard, aching in readiness.
"I don't understand what it means to be a Brood-Mate," I said, forcing my thoughts back onto our conversation. "I was a human man just a few days ago. There are so many things I don't understand."
"Tomorrow I will have one of the other male Brood-Mates come and speak to you. I have a younger brother who is mated to a fine Warrior. He will answer all your questions. Will that ease your mind, little one?"
"Yes, thank you, Arath. How did I become so lucky to have a mate like you?"
"The luck is all mine, golden one. Night is falling. We should eat to replenish our strength before we rest." He studied me closely and I pushed my cock against his hard thigh, causing him to laugh at my wantonness. "Would you have me again?"
"I would have you always. But perhaps... while you retrieve our food...," I began. A huff of air from Buson interrupted me. The steed stood at the ready by the new mounting bench, his cock hard and enormous beneath his belly. My cunt moistened at the sight.
"Go," Arath pushed me towards the bench and his steed. "Let Buson service you while I go to the kitchens." Eagerly I assumed the position and awaited my imminent impalement.