Jenna allows herself a bit of time wandering through the town of Nome, grateful for a break in the snow that's currently been showering the town. It's made everything coated in a blanket of thick heavy snow, and seems that most of the humans are staying indoors only her and the other dogs wandering. She feels a slight ache in her heart, Balto is currently away on a sled run, leaving you along in town. Even though it's been a somewhat common occurrence, today his absence gnaws at you. The warmth of her body is heightened, feeling slightly on edge with her body currently being in heat. Normally when this happens, Jenna would spend the time curled up with Balto somewhere even if they didn't indulge in mating but with him gone there was a certain craving for attention she was having difficulty ignoring.

She can feel her tail wagging against her better judgement when Steele appears, the sleek and arrogant Siberian husky who seemingly can't seem to give up challenging Balto for  the spot of 'top dog'. It's even worse since her nostrils flare breathing in his musky scent, cursing herself for why does he have to smell good to her right now while she's in heat. He seemingly raises an eyebrow at her reaction his presence, Jenna wondering slightly if he's been up this usual thing of fucking the bitches in town in heat. Shaking her head trying to get those thoughts and images out of her head.

"Well well well Jenna, looking for someone?" That smug smile on his face is just so irritating, there is a playful hint to it but she knows better with his experiences in the past. Not wanting to give him that satisfaction, stating she's out for a walk since the snow has let up a bit.

Jenna can feel his gaze lingering on her tail even as she tries to keep it from flagging, her heat and his scent being this close making it more difficult. It's clear from the way that Steele's eyes linger on her, Jenna is aware he can probably smell her heat even though the breeze is blowing from Steele's back.

"I think I'm going to continue my walk Steele, good day." Jenna steps past the muscular husky, hearing him give a slight growl as she moves past him her tail lifted high even as she tries to keep it down.

"In the snow to cool off that heat." She ignores his words, taking a moment to slip into a quiet alley seeking a moment of respite. Sitting down behind a crate, taking a few moments to lower her muzzle pressing her tongue to her spade needily. Each lick sent a mixture of need and arousal spiking through her body. It was only supposed to be a few licks but Jenna couldn't help herself lapping at her spade with a craving her hips bucking ever so slightly. Even though she doesn't want to, the image of Steele's heavy sheath and balls are the focus of her licks fueling that itch between her rear legs.

The thought of him pulling her under him making her fantasy feel worse, guilty that she isn't thinking about Balto with the ache of her heat. Her licks pause when she hears the crunch of snow under a paw, stiffening when Steele is there watching licking his muzzle.

"That's a sweet treat that any dog would love to see Jenna." She looks at that hungry look at his muzzle, before she can even react he's lowered his muzzle and that broad tongue presses against her slick spade. The feeling of his warm tongue sending waves of pleasure, fanning the fires of her heat. Jenna tries to fight off a moan from the way Steele is asserting his dominance without even asking if he can keep licking her spade pushing his tongue inside her. She lets her eyes slowly look under his belly, seeing that heavy sheath appearing rather swollen with a bit of pink peeking free.

"I'm sorry Balto, I'll stop him before it goes too far." Jenna thinks to herself, telling her she'll let him get a few licks and that will soothe the ache of her heat for the moment. Letting herself lay back in the cold snow, spreading her legs for Steele's eager tongue the combination actually feeling slightly soothing to her heat. Jenna can feel her legs tremble with each lick, the large husky forcing his tongue deep inside spreading her sensitive swollen spade. Each breath just drawing in more of his virility and thick musk into her brain, making it harder to focus and think clearly.

It's hard to think she's just allowing Steele to do this, Jenna whining in pleasure. When she feels him nip at her thighs and belly slightly, she groggily rolls onto all fours lifting her tail not thinking. Lifting herself up and spreading her rear legs, letting out a little whimper when Steele pushes his tongue back inside. Against her better judgement, Jenna starts to rock her hips back against Steele's attentions enjoying the way his tongue snakes deep inside her. 

"Think turn about is fair play don't you Jenna? I mean, unless you want me to end up on your back." Steele's growled voice brings her suddenly back to the present and what she's actually engaging in. Looking at his heavy sheath, groggily crawling forward under his belly lifting her muzzle to rub it against his sheath. The smell makes it so hard to think, his sheath is swollen and slight bulge of the knot is already formed letting her tongue slide out and brush against the soft fur. It's clear when Steele growls that he enjoys the sensation. "See, that's not hard is it Jenna, I licked you and now you'll lick me."

She lets her tongue slowly start to lick more at his sheath, listening to the pleased growls from Steele tasting his musk cleaning his sheath and heavy balls as they hang there. Each lick gets easier for her, starting to savor the taste of him closing her eyes trying to imagine it's Balto. There are differences she can't deny as Steele does feel bigger but his musk isn't as potent. When her tongue caresses that exposed tip, her muzzle gets splashed with a jet of warm precum. The taste is sweet and tangy but not unpleasant starting to focus her attention there. 

She feels his hips hunch slowly against her muzzle, pushing his slowly emerging cock into her muzzle. Each motion of his hips just feeding her more of his flavor and musk into her eager muzzle. Jenna was slowly losing herself to the needs of her heat savoring the taste of Steele in her muzzle now, curling her tongue around his shaft in a similar style to what she'd do for her mate Balto.

There is a mixture of sounds now from the pair of canines, finding herself moaning around Steele's cock as he growls his pleasure. She finds it a little difficult keeping up with the volume of precum he's producing, so much more than she's used to. Jenna pushes her muzzle forward taking Steele's shaft into her muzzle to the bulge of the knot near the base of his cock. She gags slightly with the big male husky starting to hump his hips, unable to deny that there is something wrong about enjoying letting him use her muzzle like any other bitch in town.

His grunts fill her ears and Jenna doesn't stop him from using her muzzle is such a manner, one of his forepaws gripping her mid section pulling her forward into his thrusts. Steele's heavy balls swing forward each time hitting your muzzle, her nose pressing into his groin fur inhaling that thick musky arousal. Balto is always so gentle and caring of a partner, but Steele is being rough and aggressive and that just makes the ache of her heat worse at the moment. Jenna didn't want to admit it, but sometimes she wanted Balto to be rough with her and to just take what he wanted.

With her moans becoming louder around the maleness in her muzzle, Steele's thrusts get more vigorous and rougher. She can feel his heartbeat racing as her tongue presses against the underside of his cock, tasting him. Jenna allows him to use her, submitting to his urges feeling a strange sense of satisfaction of being just another bitch for the big male to claim in his list.

Steele's cock throbs in her muzzle as he finally reaches his peak, eagerly trying to swallow his seed even though there is so much of it and it's very thick. When he pulls from your muzzle, letting his seed splash you whimper slightly from the confusion that fills your head now that you have a moment to catch your breath. Jenna licks her muzzle clean looking at Steele's cock hanging there underneath his belly slightly bobbing with his heart beat as he pants watching her. She hates the fact she just did that and worse is that she didn't feel guilty while doing it.

"It's just my heat." Trying to soothe her guilt a bit, but there was nothing that made her service Steele and could have left when he stopped licking her. A moment of catching her breath, she turns and lifts her tail looking over her shoulder.

"Oh, would you like me to finish what I started?" Jenna nods slowly, looking at Steele as he grins licking his muzzle and gives a nod. Looking forward she waits to feel his heated breath wash over her aching spade, her tail lifted high and closing her eyes. She can't see the predatorial look on Steele's face when he moves forward, and there is that weight on your back.

"STEELE!" Her voice high pitched and prepared to protest more until his muzzle clamps down hard on the scruff of her neck, making her moan out loudly. The feeling of his strong paws wrap around her waist lifting her slightly and feels the heat of his flesh slap against her spade trying to find his mark. Any effort she may have been able to muster to try and get out from under Steele ends when he finally lines up with his mark.

It takes just one thrust for Steele to hilt himself, the combination of her heat and the licking helped lubricate her heated sex. Jenna closes her eyes, arching her back underneath the canine moaning when Steele starts to drive himself into her. Each powerful thrust of Steele's hips lifting her back up off the snow covered ground of the deserted alleyway. The way his teeth dig into her scruff making her whine, it's clear that he isn't going to let go until he's tied and filled her. Jenna whimpers slightly, moaning at the numbing waves of pleasure that threaten to drown her with the need of her heat.

There is something so primal about the way Steele's hips drive forward with a ferocity that matches the grip of his teeth on her scruff. The cold wind and snow doing nothing to soothe that intense heat and need felt in her body. The way his teeth grip her scruff causing a mixture of pain and pleasure feeling like a such a brutal and animalistic passion.

"Balto doesn't fuck you like this does he Jenna?" The way that Steele growls those words making her ears fold back, he stops moving just the tip inside. Jenna whines with the way he's gripping her she can't move even though she's craving the attention at this point.

"NO!" Her voice cries out in a whimper, answering Steele as he resumes thrusting into her. Each thrust feels soothing to that aching heat between her rear legs. The worst part, she doesn't want to stop him at this point and feeling guilty as she thinks to herself. "I'm sorry Balto, I needed this." Finding herself starting to try and push back against Steele, hearing his pleased growl.

He bites down on her scruff making her shudder, the delicious agony sending shockwaves through her body. It's something so way about the way that his cock fills and stretches her, feeling that knot starting to slap wetly against her spade. Jenna can hear his grunts, the sounds of his thrusts, the wet slap of his knot hitting her spade and savoring the way it feels. 

Jenna can tell his knot is fully swollen, feeling him grinding against her each time he thrusts forward threatening to tie with her. His fur feels so hot and nice against her body as he rocks, staining her with his scent. There was going to be no way that she'd be able to tell Balto that she hadn't strayed when he was gone. The alley is a cacophony is a mixture of her whimpers and moans, Steele's growls, and the sounds of their mating.

There is a moment of discomfort when Steele forces his knot inside her, the sensation making her entire body shudder. It's such an unexpected sensation, it sends Jenna over the edge climaxing on his knot. She's vaguely aware of Steele growling something, but her mind is numb from the sensation and being stretched by an almost too big knot to think clearly.

She can feel his knot swell slightly within in, the tip of that tapered cock pressing against her cervix deep inside riding out the waves of her orgasm. Her body trembles slightly from the intensity of it, her walls trying to clench but finding the rock hard resistance of Steele's cock. There are a few jerks before the big husky on your back starts to grunt, and a sudden warmth explodes deep inside you. He finally releases that grip on her scruff and she's aware that there is no way she's going anywhere now until he's done breeding her.

Steele's body relaxes and the weight slips off her back, his knot keeping her tied with him. Standing there, rump to rump, the alleyway being the location of your illicit union with your mate's most disliked canine. There is a bit of a dribble on her thighs feeling Steele's seed leaking from her, painting a picture that her belly is going to be swelling soon enough with pups that don't belong to Balto. It's a very physical reminder of the mating and the fact she wasn't able to resist the urges of her heat.

After a short while, Steele tugs at his knot, freeing himself from your body and that smug look on your face making you want to snap at him. He leaves you there on shaky legs and your spade stretched and leaking the evidence of his mating. Jenna moves laying down in the cold snow, licking herself clean until nothing is leaking from her. That taste of her own arousal and Steele's seed just seem to make things worse with her own guilt. Jenna's scruff hurts a bit being both a good and bad reminder of her actions. Rolling in the snow, she pushes herself through it a bit trying to get as much of Steele's scent off her as she can, not wanting to reek like him having enough reminders.

She manages to compose herself, making her way back to the warmth of her owner's home. The walk is a mixture of sensations and feelings. Guilt and the lingering pleasure of not stopping Steele or getting away when he jumped on her back. The warm room feels almost suffocating compared to the cold snowy streets and alleys of the town. It isn't long before she lets her exhaustion claim her, drifting to sleep her dreams filled with images of Balto and Steele.