The wizard Erovalus hated the cold and snow of the northern regions. He hated the way the ice clung to his enchanted red boots. Loathed the way his cloak was too thin to keep the wind from cutting to his bones. He particularly despised the way snow insisted on blowing into his cowl melting and running down his neck into his clothes making him all the colder. His hate of it was so much he was considering that the reward for this task might not be worth his aggravation. 


“Then again.” Erovalus debated to himself aloud. “A commission from the King to the rank of Marquis of Lukowt would put me solidly in the realm of never needing to travel again.” Erovalus trudged through the near blinding snow of Huldoubt mountain as he mulled that over. Reaching into his cloak he pulled out his guide star checking his direction before returning to his journey. “Not to mention the previous Marquis was so wealthy he had dragons on his payroll.” The thought of that much gold and jewels to fund him convinced the wizard to keep going. “Not much further now. Huldoubt is in such an inconvenient location.” Erovlus lamented to the howling winds.  In ages long past the crater left behind on the mountainside had been used as an emergency fallback spot for the king and his troops. In modern times it was merely another city of the kingdom, a prosperous one thanks to the gemstone mines but with no grander importance.


The howling wind and swirling snow stopped the last of the diamond powder settled to the earth. Erovalus felt the warning pulse of enemy magic at play and realized the storm he had just passed through was not natural. The crush of the packed snow beneath his feet as drew closer to the great stairs of Huldoubt -it's only entrance or exit in current times- was deafening in the still and quiet. The moonlight turned the snow beneath him into a shining field that revealed nothing about his unseen foe. Erovalus felt a flash of insight and reached to his belt. Unhooking his lash and sending it whistling through the chilly mountain air a streak of crimson like fresh spilled blood against the white of the mountain. With a crack and clang of metal on metal the adamantine tip  of Erovalus’ lash dropped to the snow.


Erovalus sucked in a breath as he beheld his foe. A beastkin of the Wolf Tribe, her white and pale grey fur the perfect camouflage in this snowy environment. Other than a pair of boots which the wizard knew too well must be enchanted for silence and ease of movement on the snow, her garb consisted only of a Windigo pelt cloak. Her cloak was parted by her fighting stance revealing her lack of garb beneath and her menace was matched only by her beauty. Like most beastkin she was large nine foot tall standing head shoulders and torso taller than Erovalus. Her muscles bulged out clearly defined despite her fur. The lips of her sex were dark black, smooth, glossy, and puffy standing out amdist the white fur of her crotch. Her breasts were large, full, and firm thanks to her muscles. Her blade caught his attention as much as her body though, a steel handle coated in silver with a blade of deep blue. An Oricalcum blade the magic metal chanelling the beastkin woman’s elemental affinity explaining the ice storm. The state of dress and her gear told Erovlous that this was a beastkin who embraced her primal urges to fight far from a magician; she simply carried magical gear for practicality. He could see that his pitiful martial prowess would serve him poorly, but he could still win.


“Leave this place.” The woman snarled her ivory fangs glinting in the moon's light.
Erovolus began to cautiously roll his lash back up. He could see exactly how this beastkin had put down entire groups of adventurers come to claim the reward he sought. The snow storm weakened those that could match or exceed her strength. Her cloak drained the power from casters spells before they could land. “I’m smart enough to know that I can not best you in a fight. Please tell me, why is it that you are blocking off this city?” he said returning the weapon to his belt line, it would do him no good if she attacked anyway.


“You’re the first one to figure that out.” the beastkin woman said sheathing her blade in the snow before her. “Holdoubt is gone. A plague swept through the village and killed all within. They were not buried so they arose as the undead that carry the plague. To prevent its spread I stand sentinel while my friends get help.”


Erovalus considered the statement. It had the ring of truth but surely at least one of the other adventures had the sense to try asking right? Why then had so few returned? “I must see for myself.” he declared knowing his magical trinkets would keep him safe from infection.


“You’ll go no further!” the wolfess said as she plucked her sword from the ground and changed her blue eyes shining. 

“I challenge you!” Erovalus called out as he flinched away from a blow that did not come. “By the ancient covenant between our people.”


The wolfess growled as she lowered her sword once more. “What challenge do you propose?” she asked. “So long as it is fair I must accept.” she declared, hoping to catch him on that little stumbling block. The ancient geass would not allow him to challenge her in feats of magic and it would be folly to test her in feats of strength or speed.


“A test of skill.” He said reaching into his pocket. “In this arena,” he said, showing her the shrunken building that he pulled from within. “Best seven out of nine. Or the first to concede defeat.”


“Fair. What skill shall we test? Target eliminations?” She asked her tone indicating that she knew this to be a trap but not how.


Erovalus set the building down, returning it to its proper size. “Kissing.” he declared with a grin as he pulled the key to the hut from his pocket and opened the door.


The wolfess' ears shot up and her jaw dropped. “K-Kissing?” she said, sounding as flustered as the wizard could hope for as he gestured for her to come inside with him.

“Kissing.” he confirmed as he stepped inside the small hut. The magical fire burning in the hearth melting the chill from his body in mere seconds. The wolfess followed him inside hesitantly. The hut only had two rooms. A washroom where magic would allow clothes and body to be cleaned, and the room they were presently in a luxurious bedroom dominated by a giant canopy bed stacked with pillows and blankets of all sizes.The wolfess looked around the room and gazed curiously down at  Erovalus.


“This is a contest of skill I had never heard of.” She said her pale fur letting Erovalus see her blush. “How does one… perform?”


Erovalus chuckled, happy to let her fall further into his trap. “I will kiss you and then you’ll kiss me and we’ll decide who gave a better kiss. If one of us gets seven out of nine they win but each of us can admit defeat and end the contest early.” Erovalus looked her up and down. “Though you should probably lay on the bed so I can actually put my lips on you.” he paused before adding. “Oh and please take the cloak off first. I’d like to not have melting snow in my bed.”

“Yes of course.” the Wolfess replied, taking off her snow covered cloak and seating herself on the bed. Erovalus climbed into the bed from the other side of the bed. “This challenge feels far too simple. How will you win?” The Wolfess asked as she laid back against the pillows


“Well let me show you my skill at this and you’ll see how hard this challenge truly is.” The wizard said as he placed the barest touch of his lips to the Wolfess’.


“Hardly if that was your best.” she said tilting her head parting his lips as her tongue filled his mouth and rolled over his teeth. She wrapped her tongue around his before pulling back. Grinning as she asked. “My Victory?”


“Well you certainly won that round but the game is just beginning.” Erovalus said taking hold of her head he leaned in his tongue sliding between her lips now as he sought out her tongue wrestling with it for a moment before pulling back. 


The wolfess flushed, pulling the wizard back, opening her mouth a bit wider, her tongue probing further into his mouth rubbing over his tongue for only a moment. 


“Oh I may be in trouble.” Erovalus said, panting slightly as the Wolfess grinned. “Still best out of nine and two behind isn’t the worst.” he said before pressing his lips to hers drawing her long tongue into his mouth. The Wolfess was as red as his garb under her fur, Erovalus could tell he was about to win. “Surely you can’t do better than that?” he said, making sure not to give away his delight. 


“Just you watch.” She said, running her tongue across his face before pushing it deep into his mouth, her saliva mixing with his. She pulled back panting and Erovalus knew it was time to make his big move.  


“Three for three but I know how to turn this right around.” he declared as he unfastened his shirt and cast it aside. “I need to match that wild animal in you and that means a farewell to my clothes.” he declared, stripping his pants off leaving him naked before the Wolfess. “This one will win it.” he said before once more merely planting his lips against hers.


“You- you- You’re doing this on purpose!” The wolfess accused. “Getting me all hot and horny and ready to give up.

“Am I? Though if you gave up I'd have to fulfill an oath of mine to satisfy your sexual desires.” Erovalus replied with a smile giving away his delight.


The wolfess thrashed her head and whined. “I concede! You are the victor in this challenge.” she said panting. “Now please I can't take any more teasing.”


“Thank goodness.” Erovalus said as he shifted down her body loving the way her fur felt against his skin. “Truth be told, I forgot that kissing a beastkin is a bit harder but no matter these lips are much more fun anyway.” the wizard said before planting a kiss on the wolf like sex. He felt the outer lips of her delta twitch against his mouth and slipped his tongue inside. The wolfess barked and her hips jumped as his tongue slipped further into her depths wriggling and writhing against her inner walls that squeezed tight around the intruder. Parting his lips Erovalus wrapped them about the tight delta sucking lightly as his tongue pushed in just a little further that little touch more was all it took, The wolfess howled groping her breasts as she came her sex gushing into the wizars mouth. Lifting his head he let the canid cunt slip from his lips letting his tongue hang out coated with her sticky sex juices. 

“More…” she whispered rolling over and propping her dripping sex into the air tail flat against her back. “Mount me like a proper bitch.” she whimpered needily, keeping her head down.


Erovalus rubbed his left hand across the dark tender flesh of her cunt parting the lips. “Oh yes you look ready to be bred good and hard.” he said as he positioned himself to fulfill her request. “Are you looking for pups or-”

“Yes! Fuck me hard and leave me panting full of cum. I want to have your puppies make me yours! Fill me up!” The wolfess interjected as she pushed her hips back towards him. The wizard grinned, this was working so much better than he had first planned. Slowly he filled the Wolfess with his member inch by inch it sank into her tight heated depths. Erovalus had no choice but to go slow at first her sex was so wonderful he felt he could burst. The Wolfess however wanted the pace to pick up and so it did as she pushed her hips back meeting his thrusts. Erovalus thrilled to the way his lupine lover whimpered and howled tossing her head back as he fucked her drooling sex with all the passion of a beast. He held her hips as he roughly fucked her. Sweat dripped off his body into her fur as he laid over her back, his arms tight about her belly. The scent of their frantic lovemaking spread about the room. Their moans, grunts, whimpers, howls and the slapping of flesh on furred flesh filled the house with a tune of lustful delight. The Wolfess finally pushed Erovalus over the edge with her sixth orgasm, her cunt squeezed down and the wizard pushed as deep into her as he could. His cock throbbed and sprayed her inside with his seed in bursts. As he pulled his cock out his seed started to leak out only for the wolfess to roll on to her back. 


“Brinicle.” the wolfess said as Erovalus sank into the bed beside her. 


“Hmm?” The wizard said not quite sure what was being said.


“My name. It’s Brinicle.” She whispered into his ear. Erovalus' eyes went wide, For a beastkin there was no greater sign of submission to a human than to tell their name. It was as good as a blood oath of sworn allegiance. 


“I am Erovalus, Wizard of the school Eromancy.” he replied as he conjured forth the item he needed now. “Brinicle, on this day you have given yourself to my care and service. You shall bear my children and the mark of my house as my concubine.” he said now holding a red choker with his four colored heart symbol on it. Brinicle reached out and took the strip of fine leather and tied it about her neck where her white fur made it all the more prominent. “You look amazing.”

“Do I have to call you master now?” Brinicle asked.


“Do you want to?” Erovalus replied.


“Yes.” the wolfess said with a blush.


“Then you may.”


“Master, Please take me again. To ensure I grow pregnant.” Brinicle said to the wizard as she licked his face. Erovalus smiled and rolled atop the beastkin. He’d make his report to the king later he had more important matters to tend to. He was so glad he had thought to pack his love shack. The lust inducing enchantments of it in general and his bed in particular, had won him far more than he had intended.