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An experiment of nature

The four of them now in that small locked room. Basic information already recorded as they viewed the little wolf in the other space. Still with her nose buried in that book. Despite the lacy lingerie contrasting against pale skin, she looked oddly innocent. Occasionally turning the page as if she weren't sending out 'need to get laid' vibes. Three suitable candidates. All something her more primitive instincts would agree as sensible breeding partners. All three friends that were trusted. But that seemed to be where their similarities ended. Perhaps they would all fall down the rabbit hole and go damn near mad from the hormones filling the other side of the glass. But as of now there were three distinct impressions. V was curious. Eyeing the she wolf's revealed body with a grin. Rhage's expression was a little softer, but there was already a certain eagerness. His muscles seemed to tense and twitch. He was holding himself back but even the feint traces the barrier allowed was pushing him towards a more feral state. But Phury, now he was the curious one. Before this, the wolf had never met him. He'd heard things from his alpha, but this hadn't quite been what he had envisioned. He had a regal air. A proper gentleman to contrast with the crudeness and ferality of the other candidates. But it was blatantly obvious he was no weakling. Power emanated from the form. Yet his expression was incredibly gentle as he gazed through that glass. He had agreed to this experiment. Agreed to notes and even filming of what would happen. But unlike the other two he wasn't displaying a need yet. Composed as he took off and folded his jacket and shirt. Setting them up on the desk. Mel said he had agreed so he could watch over her. Now the wolf could see this wasn't just some goody two shoes fantasy talk.

“Okay so you two share time and Rhage gets to be alone. We will divide in, lets say 8 hour shifts. So, who wants first dibs?” His gaze shifted around the small room. Letting the participants decide among themselves.

“I think it would be best if we went first.” Phury was the one to break the silence. “This is uncharted territory and it would be best we start gentle with our little wolf. By now we all realize our brother Rhage is going to have the most extreme reaction. If V and I are also affected, we would take out a good deal of aggression on each other first. If we are more immune than we could go slower and make sure she is ready to handle it.” No one seemed to oppose his argument. So it was decided, the demon and vampire would be first.

With a nod Saint turned back to the desk area. With the flip of a switch the intercom button lit up. “Okay sweetie we're ready on this end. Book up and pill down.” They watched as she moved towards the glass. Setting her book in one of the hidden nooks in the wall. From another retrieving a bottle of pills and a bottle of water. A few pills dumped in her hand and taken. Returning the water back to it's hiding place. She offered a smile to the room. One they all returned.

“She's taking the stronger dose but its best we pause and let her take a few more tomorrow. Her fertility is hyped as hell right now and it's probably best we don't risk a pregnancy.” He didn't need to elaborate on why that was. At worst someone high up on the food chain might decide little vampire/wolf hybrids running around were not a good idea and seek to terminate. As Mel would rather die than let another pup be taken from her...well no one would be happy with that result. At best the pup would be an indifferent subject to the so called higher powers. But none would be allowed to take their place as father. Either way such a situation would be far too cruel for any involved. Best to just nip any potential problems in the bud. While he had been speaking the she wolf had made her way back to the mattress. Sitting there with an awkward smile and waiting. With no hesitation V stripped the rest of the way. Tossing away the rest of his clothes. Rhage quickly following his lead.

“Um dude...you got like 8 hours before your turn.” The wolf wasn't shy by a long shot. He could handle some dangly bits being around for a while. He just worried that the other wolf might have misheard or misunderstood the plan.

“I'll be getting naked anyway. I don't like wearing clothes when I don't have to.” The dire shrugged and took one of the empty seats.

“Oh...fair enough.” He signaled the other two to go in. They went through two sets of doors. One always closed to keep as much of the hormones out as possible. V baring all with proper looking Phury still in form fitting pants. Once in the room, their composure seemed to stutter. At first slight bumping as they walked. Getting progressively worse until they were violently shoving each other. This wasn't even close to the bare knuckle brawl that must happen when one of their own was giving those signals. But it was obvious, despite her being from an entierly different species, they were reacting to the female in heat. They were impatient. A few heated words and a growl or two. Though both settled when they got within reach. They were aggressive towards each other, their competition. But they were not so far gone as to do anything to her.

As their scents hit, the she wolf began trembling slightly. A soft whine on her lips at the painful heat suddenly pooling in her belly. Both were alluring. Her more baser side found both excellent potential breeding partners. Curiously watching as they roughhoused every step of the way to her. This wasn't the type of heat that demanded she fight until forced into submission. With that type of thing she would have let them fight it out to show their strength before turning on her and taking what they wanted. True even in this type of heat, her mind was completely flooded with need and desire. Desperate to be mounted. But beneath that fog was still the somewhat shy wolf pup. Retaining enough of herself to shyly avert her gaze. Moving towards the one that had already been bedded. Pulling him towards the mattress, but letting him be the one to lay her down on it. His weight on top was soothing, but there was an almost painful whine as she squirmed beneath him. Relaying her discomfort at not being taken care of. The demon enjoyed playing on the slow side. Teasing and building up until it was almost maddening. But she was already in that state. Nature already making her frustrated and even a little pained. He kissed her gently. Slipping his hand between them. A lengthy foreplay was out of the question, but he had to at least make sure she was ready to take him. He pushed the fabric of her panties aside and traced her folds. Surprised to find just how wet she was. Barely a touch and she was drenched. Testing the waters he pushed in. The first digit slipping in with ease. Then another. And another. She moaned against his lips while her hips pushed up. Riding his fingers with obvious desperation. As the kiss broke she hide against his shoulder. Begging muffled against his skin. Pleas for his cock, for him to properly take her. His fingers withdrew, prompting few whimpers. “It's okay darling. Let me take care of you.” He made quick work of his pants. Adjusting just enough to free himself before plunging inside. Groaning at the welcoming heat wrapped so tightly around him. The wolf gasping when he finally sunk in. He wanted to be cautious. Start slow and build up. But his companion just wouldn't allow it. Her legs wrapped around him. Heels digging in to force him deeper. Softly begging for more. Harder. Faster. He couldn't resist those adorable pleas. Happily obliging every request. Quickly rutting into her lithe frame. The soft sounds of her moans, that heat that was almost to the point of burning. It was getting to him faster than it should. It only took a minute before she reached her first peak. Those walls suddenly clenching around his cock sent the demon over the edge. A flicker of surprise in his eyes as he spilled inside her. Very fortunate he didn't suffer from those pesky refractory periods. Finishing that early would have been an embarrassment otherwise. Instead he got the joy of working them both through their orgasms. Getting to watch her face twist in pleasure as he pushed past the resisting walls. Guiding her quickly to a second one. Knowing what was in store from her from his Brothers, Phury was careful in his touches. His hips worked as fast and rough as she demanded, but he made certain to offer plenty of kisses and soft words. Stroking her hair, holding her hand. Anything she needed for a connection.

Their session broached the thirty minute mark without either realizing how much time had passed. Never a need for more than minor position adjustments. He wanted her to be able to see his smile. Wanted to watch her face and make sure she was getting exactly what was needed. At one point he shifted up. Pulling her hips at an angle he knew to be enjoyable. The moan on her lips letting him know he had guessed perfectly. “You're doing so well. Spread your legs a little more darling.”

Meanwhile V had leaned against a wall. Eyes watching the pair. Occasionally stroking himself to the sights and sounds. If they were going to offer real time porn, he'd jerk to it while he waited. But he'd been stuck watching far too long for his taste. And he was tired of playing with himself. Moving over to the end of the mattress, he settled on his knees. Completely ignoring his brother, his gaze went to the wolf. Customary smirk on his lips. “Mind if I use that pretty mouth?” If she had said no, or even just ignored him, the vampire would have been content to let it be. Move away and patiently wait his turn. In fact that's what he expected to happen. Some shy little refusal. He was just bored and needed to shoot his shot. This time both male's shared a flicker of surprise as she tilted her head back and parted her lips for him. He slid into her mouth with a groan. Carefully sinking into her throat. Catching the look on the demon's face. “What? Not my fault you were hogging the pussy.” The demon muttered something beneath his breath. Something that sounded distinctly like “Crude bastard.”

Together they used her. Phury stroking her thighs gently with every thrust. Fingertips brushing along and teasing her clit. Trying to make up for the antics of his Brother. V was happily sinking into her mouth. A palm on the mattress to keep him up at a proper angle. The other exploring his part of her body. Tearing off her bra and tossing the useless fabric away before teasing the now exposed nipples. A grin on his lips at the moans vibrating against his cock. She was still blushing, but her body obviously enjoying every moment. The only thing stopping a few more comments thrown at the vampire's crassness was the reactions of the one between them. Even with the muzzle of the vampire's cock, both could hear her sounds. Gripping the sheet as her knuckles went white. Her walls trembling before violently clamping down on the demon. She was almost painfully tight around him and once more the demon couldn't resist. Spilling his seed as her body milked him for every drop. V didn't see a reason to hold back, cumming a few moments later. What she couldn't swallow leaking past her lips. The vampire pulling out and watching as more escaped. She looked a little dazed and V couldn't help but wipe the mix of cum and saliva off her cheek. An affectionate gesture even he wanted to give. “Okay that was pretty damn fun, but come on bro I want a proper turn already. Judging by your face she has to feel fucking amazing.”

Phury threw a glare at the other. Technically he was right. They were supposed to be sharing. But that didn't mean he was happy about it. Mostly he just wanted to keep spoiling the little wolf. Let her enjoy gentle for a while longer before being turned over to bruises and blood. There was a different part though. A sliver of instinct occasionally pushing at his mind. Yelling that he needed to stay exactly where he was. Keep pumping his seed into her until she took. Taking care of her heat by giving her another pup. It was a little interesting to note that sudden need. Still he could ignore it enough to pull out with a sigh of disappointment. Moving away so V was the reachable one. After a few moments Mel sat up. Wiping what was left off her cheeks. For a few blissful seconds she had been okay. The fog in her mind lifting a little. Until her body noted the seed hadn't been enough. With her pills no amount would, but that wasn't something the primitive side could understand. It just meant she needed more. That fog quickly descending again. Creating a need that was quickly delving into painful. She turned towards the vampire still kneeling beside her. That smirk still on his lips. It seemed he was about to say something, but he never got a chance. In the blink of an eye she had dragged him to the mattress and straddled him. Quickly guiding him to her slit and sinking down. Prompting a loud curse from the vampire. He'd never been with a wolf, especially not one in heat. Little miss perfect felt better than he ever expected. And when she started riding him like her life depended on it, he lost it. Gripping her hips and pulling her down roughly as his seed flooded her. In an unexpected moment he lost his right to tease any of his Brothers about cumming early. And he considered the loss worth it.

“Fuck you're tight.” He hissed through clenched teeth. Ripping her panties off when the friction of the fabric began to annoy him. Tossing them aside and returning his hands to their rightful place on her hips. His own pushing up as he continued to drag her down to meet every thrust. Her hips continued to move beautifully. Only pausing when she came. Judging from earlier she loved being worked through an orgasm and he was happy to help. Taking over whenever she stopped. Helping when she moved again. Slowly he tested the waters. A palm ghosting up her side before cupping her breast. Fingers moving to play with her nipple. Watching her face for any signs of discomfort as he pinched and tugged. Seeing only pleasure crossing her features. Moving up to gingerly wrap around her throat. Remembering the video she'd sent. He kept careful watch. Giving a light squeeze first. Surprised at the way she tightened around him. “Looks like Miss Perfect wasn't just being a tease.” Another squeeze, more insistent this time. Same response. More pressure added until he was just shy of strangling. Holding for several long moments. Every time she seemed to get hotter. Her walls squeezing him in the best way. The hand at her hip started taking over more of the work. Using her body. Her warmth. Pleasure coiled in his stomach and he let himself seek it. Squeezing longer at each interval. Bordering on being risky but never crossing the line. For a human it was dangerous. But she could take it, and it was definitely doing something for her. If there had been a single sign that he needed to stop he would have. But it looked like she loved being used. Enjoying herself even more than him. Phury could play the gentle lover. He'd have fun with his new toy. This time his fingers pressed hard enough to leave bruises. Holding her throat in that grip as long as he dared. The she wolf's head spinning as the lack of oxygen started to get to her. Hips moving faster as the warmth in her belly expanded. Drawn higher the more that hand pressed against her. A strangled cry escaping as she came.

The sudden pressure on his cock was unfathomable. A flare of heat and the wolf wrapping so tightly it was like his dick was in a somehow amazingly pleasurable vice. “Jesus!” The word escaped without thought as he filled her again. With the exception of religious studies, he had never said that name before. Especially not during sex. But it was like for a moment his mind had been robbed of everything but that one word. Probably something for the notes. He tucked the information away in his mind before returning attention back to the little she wolf. His hand moving to tangle in her hair and drag her down for a kiss. He wasn't as concerned about playing nice as Phury, but she seemed to have a need for at least a little affection and it was the least he could do. His hips were working a little slower now. Smacking her ass a few times. Enjoying the moans and whimpers against his lips. Breaking the kiss, he moved to nip and suck at her neck. Sinking his teeth in and enjoying the blood washing over his tongue. A hidden smirk as she came again. He had fun playing rough. Biting and smacking. Yanking at her hair and squeezing her throat at random. Getting rougher the more she accepted. Flipping them over so that he could pin her down and rut into that tight heat. Dragging them both over the edge several times. Once he pulled out to finish on her stomach. Curious to paint her skin. But she made the most distressed whine, begging him to cum inside her.

“Damn girl. You need my cum that bad?” He couldn't help but laugh. The wolf blushing badly but nodding just the same. “Say it. Tell me how much you need it?”

Her skin tinted red, but the fog destroyed much of her shame. “Please V. I need it. I need your cum. It doesn't feel as good when you don't finish inside me.”

“How about my cock? What does Miss P think about this big dick plowing into her?” He pulled her hip up to angle his thrusts in deeper. The wolf's back arching.

“I..I love it! I love your cock! Don't ever stop!” She shouted. The vampire turning to grin at his Brother.

“Hear that? She's begging me not to stop.” The demon simply rolled his eyes. Crossing his arms as he glared at the other male. Though he didn't bother moving closer. Far more patient, he let hours tick by. Simply making sure the other didn't hurt her with position changes and roughness. Maybe four hours in he brought her some water. Making the vampire move and sitting her up to drink. When she finished the bottle he took his turn. Putting her on her stomach and making sure she was comfortable. Taking off what was left of his clothing and sliding in. Kissing her shoulders with gentle thrusts getting progressively harder. Smirking at the vampire at the way she moaned his name. Mouthing the words “And I didn't even have to ask.” Mel was to be taken care of, not embarrassed. But he couldn't resist stealthily mocking of the other male. Things went on like this for hours. The pair alternating between who watched and who got to have her.

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On the other side of the glass the wolf was making his notes. The dire sitting there, occasionally glancing through the window. Though his gaze was always quick to drop. Watching his kanubit being touched, even by his brothers, wasn't something he found amusing.

“Yeah jealousy is a bitch. I brought a dvd player along, in case there were stretches of just sleeping or something and I got bored.” He didn't wait for a response. Moving to fetch the device and set it up for the other. “Just maybe put it on the table back there? I'd really rather it not be touching your dong. That means your dick.” He was quick to clarify in case the other wasn't familiar with the slang. The dire simply nodding.

“I don't know why there needs to be so many words for it.” He said more to himself.

“Because us males are very simple creatures and like to have as many options as possible when talking about our junk. Even personal nicknames. I used to call mine spike as a joke. We should call yours fang. You know, because you're more wolf than person. Trust me it sounded better in my head.”

Despite not entirely getting it, the dire smiled. The pair spent the shift with Saint doing his observations and notes and Rhage watching an assortment of shows and movies. Occasionally the pair having some random conversation. Saint inquiring into the past and physiology of the dire, Rhage answering with a few questions about the other pack. Curious about how pups were born human but would have their first shift after several years. One show featured a pregnant woman and that prompted a discussion about how it worked in the Lycan species. The dire frowning when told exactly how dangerous the birth was. That without someone to help manage the pain the female had a 50% chance of dying. That frown worsening when he found out that they had taken that gamble with Mel's first labor.

“In my defense we weren't actually aware of this back then. Mel's dad, I guess he figured with so many around it was unlikely for her to every be without a helper. So he kind of went easy on how bad it was. Basically labor is really painful and drugs won't work so someone needs to be there to siphon the pain or else you have to deal with all the agony and its horrible. But omitting that it can also be lethal. We've never rolled those dice again though. So don't worry she'll always be taken care of. Okay it would probably be a good idea to get some food in her before you go in. I'm thinking you might react more than they did and 16 hours without food is probably just not a good idea.” Technically he had been told she wouldn't need to eat in that time frame. Under ordinary circumstances the body dug into its reserves for nutrients. But this wasn't ordinary. She was still nursing so there might be a chance it could mess with her milk flow, or worse interfere with her increased healing. Neither was a good option and he just wouldn't risk it. He put the container and a bottle of water on the tray and carefully entered the space between the two doors. Opening the second one and sliding it across the floor to the mattress. “She needs to eat dudes!” With that he closed the door and got back into the observation room.

V was distracted taking his last turn. Kneeling with the wolf's back pressed against his chest. A hand on her throat as helped her bounce on his cock. So Phury moved to bring the tray over to the bed. Opening it up to find an assortment of small fruits, nuts, and jerky. A mix to most efficiently give her nutrients and energy. He offered a strawberry. The constant movement making it difficult but after a few tries he managed to feed her. Doing the same for a grape and a piece of jerky. Attempting with another strawberry but an increase in speed had her end up biting her tongue instead. At the slight yip the demon sighed.

“Could you calm down for a minute? I don't want her choking.”

“If she didn't choke on my dick she won't choke on a few strawberries. Besides there's still plenty of time for her to eat and I think she'd much rather we finish this first.”

“You are a barbarian.”

“You're just jealous because she likes this barbarian dick better. She's cum twice while you've been doing this whole spiel.”

“If I recall correctly, she chose me first. You only got jumped because I moved away. Come here baby you need to eat.” He pulled the hand from around her throat and pulled her off the vampire.

“What the fuck dude? We were almost done.”

The demon ignored the other male. Bringing the wolf to him. There was distress on her face and a few escaping whimpers. Settling her on his lap, he pushed himself inside. “Better babe?” When she offered a nod he smiled. “Lets stay like this so you can eat then.” He kissed her nose. Offering food and water with little difficulty. Making sure she ate every bite before tending her other needs. The vampire huffing when Saint announced their first turn was done. Ruffling her hair so she'd know it wasn't her that had his ire before stalking back to the observation room. Phury gently pecking her lips before following. Rest was not required, but it didn't mean a wolf wouldn't use it. With the males gone she lay down on the now stained sheet. Resting her head on her arms as seed slowly trickled down her thighs.

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The pair moved into the room. First thing Saint noticed was how the other wolf's body tensed. His muscles tightening as if in preparation of a fight. The scent of the she wolf still clung to both. It was getting to Saint, despite his precautions. Prompting a sudden want to go in that room himself. Goodness only knew how hard it must have hit the dire. His chest was already heaving and at that moment Saint was very glad it was decided his turn wouldn't be shared with anyone. He might have killed them. The other two moved to give space. Saint didn't have to tell the dire to get ready. The giant wolf already marching into the small chamber between doors. Impatiently bouncing on his feet before the second door was opened. Aside from the window, there was also a screen on the desk. Divided into sections and broadcasting what each camera captured. One caught the way the dire's nostrils flared as the full scent hit him. Saint wasn't sure if it was just the camera catching it, or if the growl in the other's throat was simply loud enough to reach them in here.

There was no foreplay. No greetings or sweet words. The saccharine scent of the she wolf crashed over him. Tainted with the scent of the other males. He growled as he rushed to the bed. Dropping to his knees and forcing her hips up. Claws digging in as he slammed into her. Starting rough and getting worse. His thrusts violent as if trying to break her. The dire falling into his most base instincts. A female wolf. Young, but strong, and oh so desperate to breed. Her skin was torn beneath his claws. Blood dripping as he dragged her back into every thrust. Far worse than anything V had done. Skin slapping skin echoed loudly around the space. Along with the tell tale sounds of bones groaning beneath pressure. The first two had merely been having fun. He was trying to fulfill nature. Of course he had watched her swallow those pills along with everyone else. Knew she would not be taking from any of them. But that logical part was tucked away. Buried beneath the snarling wolf desperate to breed the female beneath him. Thrusting hard to push out the other male's seed. Get his own deep enough it would get to her waiting womb first. Bruises were forming from his grip and where their hips connected. Blood still trickling down as those claws bit further into her skin. His actions were vicious and very violent. He was hurting her, but every cry from the she wolf's lips was one of pleasure. Had she cried or displayed pain he could have fought the animal side. Could have pulled away and tried to calm down before touching her again. But her body was made for this. Finding bliss in the way he savagely took her. A loud snap sounded in the room.

In the other room the three males watched. One frantically scribbling notes while the others stared. There's a grin on the vampire's face. A look of horror on the demon's. The little wolf was bleeding and bruising very quickly under the other wolf. His eyes widening a few minutes later.

“We have to stop this! I just heard a bone snap!” There was panic laced in his voice. He loved and trusted his Brother. Knew he cared deeply for Mel. But no one seemed to have thought this through. Rhage's kind were animal over human. They mated in a savage manner. Often almost indistinguishable from out and out rape. Despite the clumsiness often shown, Rhage was a powerful creature. She would have no chance to stop him. And worse, he might not be able to stop himself. She was not his species, but she was very close. For the first time in his life he was around a she wolf sending out all the signs of being fertile and desperately ready to be bred. His first chance to sire pups and continue his line. Those kind of instincts would be damn near impossible to overcome. The demon stood from his chair so violently it fell back. Quickly rushing to the first door. A hand on his arm giving him pause. It was Saint. The male wolf offering a smile.

“Dude it was a minor hip fracture.” By the demon's face, those words obviously brought no comfort. Instead sending a fresh wave of panic through him. The wolf held up a hand to stop the protest already on the other's lips. “Totally normal. It's why their healing factor spikes at this time. They are supposed to be getting fucked up. I know it seems counter productive. But technically she's supposed to be getting knocked up. That level of rough is kind of displaying his strength and marking him as a good sire. It makes sense and considering nature has shit like bugs stabbing through the abdomen to put their seed in the female, this is kind of mild in comparison. Seriously if you need any further proof listen to what's happening besides the damage.” He put a finger to his lips. In the silence they could hear her bones fissure and other signs of the rough joining. But also the distinct lack of pained cries. Her body was being ravaged and yet the she wolf was a moaning mess. Crying out only when she came. There's hesitation on the other's face. Though amid the new evidence he relented. Albeit a little reluctantly. He joined the two back at the window. Making sure they didn't need to interfere. To challenge him would probably yield horrific results. Best not to chance it. After a few minutes moving over to the dvd player to watch something. Wanting to give the wolves some little piece of privacy. There's a few exclamations from his companions and that drew the demon back to the window. Fresh worry in his eyes. Finding the dire had dragged her up to be properly on all fours. He was over her, his palms flat on the mattress beside hers. Still ramming into her but this time his anchor was the way he latched onto her shoulder. Blood dripping from the wound. Occasionally shifting to dig his teeth in further. Still the she wolf didn't seem to be in pain or fright so he simply went back to his movie.

“Never really thought of him having sex. But this is actually kind of fun to watch.” The vampire broke the silence.

“I know right? I mean there's some jealousy on my end but this is strangely fascinating.” Saint scribbled something else down on his notes.

“There is something seriously wrong with you two.” The demon shook his head in disbelief.

“What? It's like watching National Geographic.” V shrugged his defense. The wolf chuckling softly.

They kept going for the better part of two hours. The dire flooding her womb almost as often as she clenched around his cock. One final thrust buried him to the hilt. Draining into her one last time. Keeping their hips locked together for a few minutes so his seed had no where to go but further into her. Only when he was completely drained did he release her shoulder and pull out. Gently guiding her to lie down. There's a frown on his lips when he saw how much of his seed spilled from her, but he would replace it soon enough. The first thing he did was lick the blood from her shoulder. Cleaning the wound with gentle care. Doing the same to the marks along her hips. With that done he moved to lay beside her, pulling the other wolf to him. Holding her close and gently nuzzling her hair. She looked so small against him. A tiny little thing tucked into his embrace to hide from the world. It was hard to imagine how brutal he had just been with her.

There was about fifteen minutes of tenderness. The larger wolf tending to her injuries and holding her to offer comfort. Saint wasn't sure exactly what triggered it, but something set the wolf off again. If he had to guess, probably some hormone flare to remind exactly what the two were doing. Whatever the reason, the cuddling randomly ceased. The large wolf rolling her over and mounting her once again. Just as rough as before. Blood flowing from newly created injuries. It always seemed like he feared her getting away. Hurting her to keep her in his grip. It went on like this for hours. Sporadic moments of grooming and tenderness between long stretches of brutal sex.

On the other side of the glass the other three males played a game of cards. Saint still looked up to monitor the sessions. Taking notes if anything new developed. But it was near repetitive enough could spare time for the game. The trio talked. Or more accurately the vampire and wolf did while the demon occasionally contributed while giving them disgusted looks.

“By the look of it you got to experience the vice didn't you?” The wolf couldn't help but smirk at the others. V's brow raised in question. Prompting a laugh from the wolf. “It's what I call it when Mel gets those uber strong orgasms. She tightens so much its like a vice is gonna rip your dick off.”

“Oh shit you actually have a name for it?” It was the vampires turn to laugh.

“Yup. It's a rare treat. Requires really rough sex. Choking is especially helpful for it.”

“That explains it. I haven't cum so fast since....well I've never lost it that quickly before. Miss P's pussy is top notch.”

“I know right? I mean she could work a dick like magic under ordinary circumstances. Put her in heat and she's basically stealing your soul through it.”

“You know your talking about our friend right? Not some random piece of meat?” Phury finally spoke up. Tossing his cards on the table. His gaze shifting towards the wolf. “And you. I expected it from him but I thought I could expect better from you.”

The wolf sported a perplexed expression. “Why?”

“Whoa guys check it out.” V was off the table and looking through the window.

“In case you forgot I don't like oogling her in a compromising position like you two.” Phury answered. Though whatever other words had been on his tongue faltered as the vampire shushed him. The other two went to the window. “That's...a lot of blood.” The she wolf had multiple bites along her shoulders still bleeding. Multiple small slashes where his claws had dug into her. It had stained the sheet they were on. But the she wolf looked even worse. It looked like she had gotten into, and lost, a particularly bad fight. Saint was silent. Carefully looking. After a few moments his stance relaxed.

“It's cool. A few more open wounds than I had anticipated but her body's taking care of it. We just gotta give her some water and iron pills. Fortunately I prefer my science experiments well prepared so I have a full med kit and several types of vitamins I thought might be needed. Now we just need to get them to her.” The wolf looked at the others pointedly. Unable to hide his smile when the pair started a game of rock paper scissors. V muttering a curse as he lost. “Guys, I'm just fucking with you. She can make it until your next round. Don't go trouncing into the mauling radius of the sex brained giant wolf.” With that they simply returned to their card game. Asking and answering random questions. Sometimes about the experiment. Sometimes about curiosities Saint had with the brotherhood. For safety reasons only the former information ended up on any of the notes. Time passed quickly for them.

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“Okay I think it's transition time again.” The vampire said as he stood up and stretched.

“Well someone's eager.” The wolf teased. He got along surprisingly well with the vampire. Though he did get the distinct impression the demon was judging him for this whole thing. Not that he minded. He could be an asshole and it was always nice to have others looking out for his family. He turned to look through the glass. The pair were in the cuddling stage. It seemed safe. “Don't forget the iron pills.” He handed the bottle and some water to the vampire.

“I wouldn't go in yet if I were you. Wait until he's finished.”

“Dude he's finished. His time's up and he's already cum and cuddled her. Lets get this shit going already.” With that he marched into the room. “Yo Rhage give someone else a turn already!” It happened in a flash. The usually clumsy wolf moving with lightening precision. Up from the bed and rushing the vampire. With a snarl his fist crashing into the other's jaw.

“Oh fuck!” Saint shouted as the vampire crumbled in a heap. For a moment the fog in her brain dissipated. Drawn back to normalcy by the exclamation and watching her friend crumple. Worry over her friend pushing out the baser needs. She was up on her feet and running towards him. Met halfway by the larger wolf. Snatching her up. A forceful no on his lips as he dragged her back to the mattress. When there was enough distance Saint carefully crept in. “He's fine! Just knocked out!” Giving the she wolf some relief before dragging the other back into the observation room. Not wanting to risk that wrath himself. He set V up on a cot that had been brought. Lifting his eyelid, lightly tapping his face. “Dude he is knocked the fuck out.”

“I told the dumbass to wait until he was finished.” He opened a bottle of water and took a few gulps.

“Well in fairness it's really hard to tell when that is. Though I suppose the raging boner and starting to move her back into position were probably big clues. I don't think I'm every going to be able to forget that image. Giant wolf with a raging hard on rushing up and KO-ing a dude. That's like nightmare fuel.”

“How are you going to be able to forget any of this? All three of us will probably be engraved in your mind.”

“In my defense I am an idiot and was very curious. So many species have heats and they effect everyone differently. I wanted to see what wolf heat did to you all. Somehow forgot it meant seeing your dongs flopping in the breeze when they aren't inside her.”

“As long as I don't see drawings of our dongs all over your room the next time I visit it's fine. This is your show and not really my business beyond making sure she's okay.”

“Wait I'm not allowed to draw stuff?” He sported a disappointment look for a few moments. “Nah I'm just fucking with you. I can't draw.” He couldn't help but burst out laughing at the demon's face. “No seriously this is just research. Its all gonna stay in a little box tucked away unless I'm going through it. No pictures of your genitalia shall regal our walls. Now I think he's finally done. Or at least its the early cuddling so he might have a bit of his mind.” He turned on the intercom. “Rhage can you please come in here.” There was obvious reluctance, but the dire left the bed. Sparing a glance backwards but containing himself to get into the observation room. Phury slipping into the warehouse space to give her the iron pills and a bit more food. When the doors were closed and the hormones surprised, it was like a fog lifting from the dire's mind. He found the vampire still unconscious on the cot. His jaw swelling as bruising started to form.

“I did that?” He asked curiously, his eyes never leaving his brother. The memory was already vague. Recalling going up to him. Anger and frustration over the other coming in to take over. The rage had washed over him and the next thing he knew his little kanubit was beneath him again. He could tell the guy was okay though. He'd come to in a little bit with some common injuries. Not really worse for wear.

“Um yeah.”

“Good.”

The wolf discretely moved his chair away from the dire. This was a very....interesting family.

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It took about an hour before V opened his eyes. The first thing he did was utter a few choice curses as he rubbed the sore spot of his jaw. His gaze reached the dire. Silent for several long seconds before throwing his hands up. “Okay. Okay. Lesson learned. No jumping in when you're trying to get your dick wet. Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go get mine wet. With our friend that doesn't really want to see me hurt.”

“Dude just go.” The wolf shook his head, already pushing the dvd player towards the dire as a distraction. V gave the other a wide berth as he went into the room. He wasn't scared of the dire. But getting a sledge hammer to the face was not his idea of a fun time either.

Phury was already enjoying a more private session. Spooning the wolf. Lazy thrusts as he kissed along her shoulder. Getting progressively harder when she needed it. Holding her tightly as he worked her towards another orgasm. He'd become really adept at ignoring V at this point. Keeping his attention focused on the one in his arms. Keeping that grip even when he finished. Enjoying the moments of calm as their breathing evened. After Rhage's turn, he was a little reluctant to turn her over to V. A hand moving to gently rub along her hips. Feeling the bones that had just finished knitting themselves together. When the vampire approached, a growl escaped without conscious thought. “Give her a moment's rest. You'll get your rocks off soon enough.” He snapped irritably. There was a roll of the eyes but the vampire kept his distance. There was no point forcing the issue. He would be getting another turn soon enough and though her heat called to him, it wasn't as bad as from one of their own. Besides, mister high and mighty primale was right about one thing, the she wolf could use some rest. Her wounds were still healing and there was a trace of exhaustion occasionally flashing across her face. She could probably go the distance as well as any of them, but her body would be wreaked by the end. He went to grab the food box and settle beside the mattress. Holding the food up to show his reasoning. “Relax. I want to take care of my friend too.” He brushed her hair back from her face. “Hey Miss P. Time for another meal. I'm sure you'd rather have a whole deer or something but I don't think we can get Rhage to go far enough to hunt.” He joked, giving her a smile. Offering her different things from the container until she'd eaten every bit. Helping her tilt her head so she could drink water easier. Phury gave an approving look which simply prompted a snort. “Not a total asshole Casanova.” He took the empty containers away and tucked them against the wall. Giving the wolf a few minutes rest before simply scooping her up off the mattress. If Phury wanted to be a mattress hog he could have it. The vampire having fun exploring different standing positions. Her legs wrapped around his waist was fun. Getting to bite her neck and shoulders while ramming into her simply phenomenal. But it couldn't compare to one he'd randomly remembered and decided to try out. She faced away from him, her legs settled in the crook of his elbows. His hands on her shoulders to pull her down into every thrust. Like this he could move her however he wanted. Get so deep his dick practically hit her womb. Even without seeing her face, he knew he was doing a bang up job. She was moaning like crazy. Clamping down on his cock almost every minute. Leaking so badly the floor beneath her was officially a slipping hazard. Keeping in that position until his turn was up. Handing her over to the demon with a self satisfied smirk.

The clock ticked by. Not particularly fast, but not exactly slow either. Ticked away minutes spent observing whatever pairing was currently happening, jotting down whatever seemed interesting in the notes. Often finding distraction with whatever companions happened to be in the room. Plenty of conversations and sometimes indulging in another card game. All three settled into distinct patterns. Phury was what someone thought of when they imagined a proper gentleman. Oh he'd be a little rough if that's what she wanted. But his focus was on all of her needs. Far more careful in his touches and almost overly affectionate. Gentle touches to her cheeks and hair. Soft kisses and murmured praise. He was the one to first make sure she had enough food and water before any fun happened. He favored missionary or spooning positions. Wanting to see her face or at least be able to hold her. V seemed to be using this time as his own means of experimentation. Finding out how dark the she wolf liked it. His turns filled with all sorts of rough play. At least a few of the bruises and bites decorating her skin coming from him. He didn't always wait for Phury to finish. A few more times using her mouth if he thought the other was taking too long. Using whatever position sounded fun at the moment. Still, he had his own caring side. For him sex was the main thing. It always happened first. But afterwards he would offer food and water. Sometimes cuddling, though it was a bit apparent she preferred clinging to Phury. Now Rhage. That guy was in a league all his own. His sessions were horrifying in their brutality. He used no other position but the she wolf on her front. Sometimes on all fours. Other times pushing her face to the mattress while forcing her ass up in the air. He never technically struck her. But his fangs and claws constantly tore skin as he pinned her. Her bones snapping from force he refused to let up on. Saint watched a little more on those times. Just to make sure her body never reached it's limit. His sex was far more brutal than V's worst. Yet his gentle moments seemed to dwarf that of Phury's too. He would clean every wound like their kind did. Licking off the blood and gently lapping at the injury to ease pain. Every break he insisted she eat a few bites or at least have some water. Gently rubbing her back and sides as what had just been inflicted fixed itself. Keeping her close as if scared something might leap out and attack them. They always had to catch him in the middle of the rest cycles if they wanted to switch out. Near the end his body was gearing up to breed her again. Too early and he wouldn't have had time to clean her up. They'd made that mistake once. The results far more entertaining than he had imagined.

“Come on man it looks like we walked into a fucking murder scene.” That was V, ever the observer.

With a laugh Saint simply leaned into the intercom. “Pretty sure that hasn't stopped you before.”

“Well yeah, but intentionally fucking at one is very different to walking into one. It's like taking a drink of what you think is coke and it turns out to be soy sauce.”

“You are welcome to abstain. I'm certain I could take care of her needs alone.” The demon wasn't trying to hard to conceal his smirk.

“Fuck that noise. A little blood does not stop the train to pound town.”

“...Classy.”

“Classier than you you damn fop.” The fight got physical. But not with blows like the one that had rendered V unconscious. Instead it delved into a slap fest. The pair open handedly smacking each other wherever they could reach. Throwing out insults ranging from perceived intellect to sexual incompetency and inadequate size. Their humorous “fight” only stopped by the impatient she wolf simply jumping both of them. This time riding V while insisting on pleasing Phury with her mouth.

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They had just as much difference in the observation room as the warehouse. V was a blast. They discussed and joked about everything, even the current situation. The vampire remarking how the she wolf had been worth the wait. Phury was a judger. He was generally pleasant and would happily answer certain questions. But there was an obvious look in his eye that he thought what the wolf was doing was wrong. It made sense from his perspective. This could be a little embarrassing for Mel and it was a rather vulnerable time. So Saint wouldn't hold it against him. He was just looking out for her and he wasn't actually treating the wolf bad. Rhage, if anything, just seemed awkward. He didn't seem to mind talking or learning random card games to play. But when he was in the room his gaze always seemed to be down. At the cards, but also at the floor. Hands often curled in his lap. Very rarely he would look through the window. A frown on his lips when he saw the injuries Mel had from him. It faded when explained it was an expected thing and no one thought less of him. He was losing control like the vampires would with their females. Just like those females her body had been meant to take this damage and he was a good caretaker afterwards. That was an easy worry to sooth. It was a little harder when that frown came from seeing his Brothers on top of her.

They went through these patterns several times. The pair going in together, competing for her attention and sharing her as best they could. The dire getting his alone time that everyone regarded as the best decision they had made in this whole thing. The mattress and sheet were soaked in blood and cum. There was simply no salvaging it at this point. And there would definitely be some clean up required on the floor. But the wolf was happy. He had several videotapes and a stack of interesting notes. Her hormones began winding down and it became safe for the dire to be in the room with others besides her. Saint had gotten all three in the observation room. Thanking them for their help. Hoping they had fun and that if they wanted copies of the information he would be more than happy to provide it. Though as he spoke his gaze flickered to the still recording screen. Sentence cut off as he realized his alpha was on the mattress sobbing.

The past few days had been a bit of a blur. Snippets of memory she could dredge up if she really focused. But for now most seemed to be hidden behind that haze of lust and instinct. Her heat was finally receding. All those hormones messing with her body and brain mercifully fading. The first thing she noticed was exactly how much her whole body ached. There was mild soreness between her thighs, but the real pain was at her hips and shoulders. All those broken bones and bits of torn flesh finally being allowed to process. The second realization was the lingering scents still clinging to her skin. Cum and sweat from several males tainted her body. Their seed still dripping down her thighs. That fire licking at her veins had numbed her to everything but need and pleasure. With it gone she couldn't escape every other sensation. More memories pushed their way in. The things she had done. Had allowed to be done to her. The wolf gagged. As those scents somehow got worse she leaned over and began to retch. There wasn't much in her stomach at that point. Some water and bits of fruit came up and splattered to the floor. Joined by the tears that began to trickle down her face. She could feel those hands on her. They were all friends. Those she cared and trusted. Any one of them was actually a perfect sire for young. But that hadn't made this any less wrong. Even if there was more than one potential partner, wolves paired up to mate. They might use multiple people to get them through breeding seasons, but only one per season. Wolves did not do this. She was not supposed to do this. Memories of the previous days coupled with angry faces and bitter words. All those that had called her a whore. Tainted. Something ruined and disgusting. Now there was no argument against it. Shaking so violently as she began to wretch again.

The males in the room quickly followed the wolf's stare. Sporting similar bewildered looks as they watched her fall apart. All quickly rushing into the room. Rhage reached her first. Arms quickly wrapping around her to pull the wolf to his larger frame. For a moment she offered some resistance before quickly falling against him. Hiding her face at his chest. There's a slight chill as those tears trailed down his skin. He held her tight to try and stop that shaking. Rocking her slightly as he had seen her father do to the pups.

“This ah...this usually doesn't happen.” For once the vampire didn't have some cocky or snide comment. Visibly uncomfortable both by his friend's distress and by some ignored revelations. Technically, of all here, he was the odd man out. This was the first time she had ever touched him sexually. During she had been very enthusiastic. But that had been with a mind clouded with a desperation to breed. He crossed his arms, trying to weigh the evidence. Worried if he was the only reason she was having this freak out. He could be an asshole, but he never wanted to be the type that took advantage of their friends.

The demon seemed just as distressed, but he moved closer. A hand going to rub along her back in soothing gestures. “No, no pretty one. No need for tears. We can take care of this. Your friends will help. Are you in pain? Do you need some more food? A blanket? How about a fancy fur coat?” He offered whatever was at the top of his head. Desperately reaching for whatever might provide some comfort. Somehow the last one seemed to work. Though not exactly in the expected way.

Shaking and crying into her friends arms, she could barely hear the others attempting to offer comfort. Their words lost to the cacophony of painful memories her mind insisted on displaying. Catching random words. Then something stuck out. A fancy fur coat. It wasn't really something she was the type to wear. It sounded like such a strange offer. And it dragged a very different memory to the surface. A tiny pup with a broken arm. Healing but still painful. Her father's voice offering a thousand different rewards. A song bird, a new book. Some trip to the beach. Anything to help distract her from the pain. For a moment those aches eased. Tears beginning to slow. It wasn't over. Not by a long shot. She could feel that pressure still lurking behind her eyes. But she managed to move back and give a weak smile. “I..I don't wear fur.” Her gaze was on the demon. And suddenly she laughed. A soft sound at first. Quickly growing louder until she was holding her sides. They had all used her body during a heat. Sometime she had been told was ruinous. And yet all were still here afterwards. Trying to stop her tears. Saint moved to give her some water. Let her rinse out her mouth and get a drink to sooth the slightly burning throat. Her gaze shifting towards all the males. Worried looks still on their faces. Landing on V, who seemed in a very serious internal debate. When he noticed her look, she made sure to give him as best a smile as could be mustered. “I need you all to know, I did consent to this. I was curious too. I'm not exactly normal for my kind so I didn't think there would be this sort of repercussion. At least not something this strong. You guys didn't hurt me. You were awesome. But right now I would really like to go home please. This is hitting me hard and I need to be where I feel safest.” Phury and Rhage quickly helped her stand. The demon pulling off his coat and draping it around her. What the wolf had brought was beyond saving at this point. By the way she pulled the flaps tighter, it was obviously very appreciated covering. She tiptoed for Rhage first. Pecking the wolf's lips. Letting him cup her cheek and pull her in for one more. When his hand dropped she turned around and offered that same kiss to Phury. Though he chose to return it with a kiss to her forehead and gently stroking her hair. She'd had enough sexual moments these past few days. At this point she could probably use a few platonic ones. As he looked at those slightly teary eyes, his mind already began thinking up ways to alleviate this stress. She was still very young. Perhaps far too young to have undergone something like this. It wasn't his idea, but he had chosen to participate. He'd watched how intense the past several days had been. The little wolf had been through something of an ordeal. Wishful thinking made him think maybe he could have prevented it. But he knew he couldn't run her life any more than he could the chosen. All he could do was help tend the aftereffects. Perhaps he'd enlist the help of his Shellan. Between the two he was certain they could come up with some proper spoiling. After several long moments he finally let her go. The little wolf finally moving over to V. Gaze glued to the floor and a blush painting her skin. Leaning up to peck his cheek. Though she held no ill will towards him, after what had been going on she couldn't quite meet his eye. For a moment he just looked at her. The earlier words had come as a big relief. He hadn't done anything she wasn't cool with. Her reaction was on all of them. Simply a reaction that hadn't been thought of. Without the worry, or those tears, his usual cocky self emerged.

“Really? After all the dirty we did I get a cheek kiss?” The dire and demon turned towards him. Rhage sported a murderous glare. Phury's face easily read “Are you fucking kidding me?”.They had just barely gotten her tears to stall and here he was risking another break down. Those glares softening when the she wolf simply began to laugh again. Moving up and this time pecking his lips. Offering a smile.

“I love you guys but...I really need to go see my mate right now. I'll see you all later.” She moved to over to Saint. Leaning against him as they walked into the observation room. Quickly gathering the supplies. He helped Mel into her seat before tossing the box of research material in the back. The she wolf waving at the trio of males as they left. The three brothers watching as the car disappeared.

“I say V was the main reason she cried.” Phury waved at the disappearing car.

“Agreed.” Rhage nodded quickly.

“Bros what the fuck?”

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