Volume 7 Chapter 5 Lucky Wolf Princess, Unlucky Fox Princess ◆
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Grr…”
He swirled his tongue as demanded. Her tail whipped sideways, smacking his face with repeated whap-whap slaps. The wordless conveyance of her emotions was straightforward and helpful, but annoyingly obstructive, so he grabbed it, pinned it down, and delved deeper into her soft depths with thrust-thrust digs.
Wet slurp-slurp sounds echoed from between her legs. Her head bobbed with growing intensity, hair swaying up and down, sending jolts through him each time.
”Wolf Princess… about to c**.”
”Nmu? No way.”
The girl had been growling around his shaft. Right on the edge, his length popped free into the open air.
The wolf girl sat up, flipping her body to straddle him anew, and…
”Nn…”
She aligned his tip with her sopping entrance and sank down, swallowing him in a slick squelch-squelch slide.
”There, good.”
Pressing the near-release shaft against her ce***x, the girl let out a soft fuu of a breath. She draped herself over him, their bodies stacking one atop the other.
”Mouth’s off-limits?”
”Tastes bad—hate it.”
Refusing to swallow but fine with internal loads—the exact opposite of human norms. He’d gotten used to it by now, no surprise. Navigating the world meant remembering value differences.
He gripped her plush rear and thrust up from below. The Wolf Princess lifted her hips slightly to ease his movements.
Her beast ears tickled his neck. The girl buried her face in his chest, hugging tight.
He wrapped one arm around her, settling into ej***lation mode. She curled small in his hold, yielding like any girl her age to the man—the Wolf Princess, usually selfish and rough, turned docile in his chest when she sensed his impending release.
The rhythmic smack-smack echoed as he squeezed her ass with a squeeze and let loose. Her rear jolted with a twitch.
”Uh, kuh… fu, fu, fuu…♡”
She pressed her face into his chest, enduring the flood into her core like a steadfast princess. Compared to average equipment, this shaft released with tremendous force, battering her depths so fiercely no woman could take it quietly.
He savored her spasming cheeks with shuddering quivers, stroking himself inside her princess folds as he unloaded. She climaxed softly, accepting it all, and he drove in mercilessly. Treating her like a comfortable toy, he used her freely until the flow ebbed—when she bucked hard.
The pull dragged him into her peak. Her delayed orgasm clamped down with a tight, squeezing grip around his spent length, milking the afterglow.
”The females among my kin often chat about mating once they marry or get a lover. How the males approach, the faces they make. I get it now.”
She lounged atop him, tail wagging while still plugged with his shaft. Sealing the seed in her belly with his thick rod, she rested her chin on his chest and spoke.
Birdsong chirped tun tun from outside the window. They were in a discreet inn far from Cianie’s house, on the second floor in the room they’d rented.
Glancing at the window, unfamiliar curtains let sunlight slip through the gaps.
”Before, I thought all that male talk was just noisy squealing. But the other day, a girl my age said getting pulled in close for a creampie feels like being totally claimed by the male. Yeah, spot on.”
The Wolf Princess launched into her chatter right after finishing. She had a surprisingly trendy side. Apparently, she mingled with her kin regardless of status, and since her first time, she’d joined the female wolves’ circles for gossip.
”Long before the hundred holes imprisonment, they were selecting my fiancé. It fell through ’cause the other side backed out, and I was furious back then—not just for rejecting someone like me, but he was prime stock: decent lineage, hunting skills, and a total pretty boy. But now, I’m glad it didn’t happen. They say the best fit is ideal for size, but your thick one’s perfect for me.”
”…Y-yeah.”
He wasn’t sure how to respond. Patting her with a gentle pat-pat, she flattened her ears, accepting the affection.
Her would-be fiancé was named Julius. Son of the Wolfkin warrior captain, with high expectations. Apparently, after cats overran Belandi, the boy got dragged to the Emperor of the Hundred Beasts and turned into a consort.
Elna and others claimed he was doted on as “Yuu-kun,” seeming mutually smitten. Probably fell for those rumored massive breasts. Meaning Yuu-kun had zero interest in the Wolf Princess’s flat chest.
Rosemarina favored him too, so everyone ended up where they belonged—good outcome. But with the Emperor of the Hundred Beasts missing alongside, the boy’s fate was unknown.
”By the way, I’ve been feeling stares around town lately. You haven’t been blabbing about me, have you?”
”Hm? Well, yeah—I bragged about how thick and long my husband’s d**k is.”
Lately, the princess casually called him husband. Klock was used to it now, ignoring it.
”Why the hell are you spreading that! You’re a princess, remember? Talking about me draws unnecessary attention! I just wanna live quiet and low-key.”
”What’s the harm? When I said it reaches my navel, everyone gasped and growled in awe.”
Too big could hurt women, but the ideal was best fit. Beastkin durability far outstripped humans or demonkin, though. Even petite ones like the Wolf Princess, Elna, or Cat Tower girls adapted without pain.
For beastkin, thicker and longer was advantageous in a partner. In their circles, Klock was basically prime mating material.
”It’s not just females who get called ‘perfect fit.’ Even that Princess Kuzuha, crying r**e or whatever, won’t push too hard. She won’t forget that filled sensation easily. Betting her marriage decision includes expecting that claimed feeling.”
With that, the Wolf Princess started rocking her hips. His still-firm shaft sent pleasant waves from where it nestled inside her.
”She’s getting married?”
”Yep. To the dogs, apparently.”
”Huh. Not taking a groom, but going as a bride? What about heirs? She got siblings?”
”Nope. Karakas is effectively extinct.”
Her softened, pliant folds squeezed him fully. Each pullback sucked him like a vacuum, wriggling evenly over his entire length.
”…What do you mean?”
”Her family’s wiped out. No one left but Princess Kuzuha. They never found her imprisoned parents, siblings, or relatives. After the cat war, the Foxkin commoners scattered and stayed that way—Ashiya clan’s Karakas is gone.”
Images from the hundred holes flashed in his mind. Her family meant those imprisoned with Kuzuha—the Foxkin sprawled in Bastili Hundred Pits, Sea Layer.
So they were all missing in the end? Left behind when he and Kuzuha climbed up—did that doom them? They were there, yet unfound.
Thinking why brought that grotesque monster’s face to mind.
”…For real?”
”She accepted Karakas’s end. That’s why she’s marrying out. Spoiled princess like her couldn’t survive alone.”
Compared to the Wolf Princess’s mostly surviving Beledia clan, Kuzuha’s situation was utterly tragic. Wolfkin flocked to Boorinel on rumors of her, but Foxkin remained scattered. She lingered in Boorinel, perhaps realizing homeland revival was near impossible.
”By the way, her match is a guy called the dog noble—Zaan, a fat dog. Silke’s brother, apparently.”
”Ah. Silke’s the Belandi lord, right?”
”They’re originally village head kids—typical mediocre dog siblings. Rosemarina picked them ’cause they’re dumb but obedient, easier to control. Unlike serious Silke, Zaan’s lazy as hell. Eating and sleeping’s his hobby, total slob. Not even high-born, but acts like nobility, so folks mock him as ‘noble’ since way back.”
”…Huh.”
What a sc**bag, he thought, but kept quiet. He wasn’t exactly a model of productivity either—in fact, being supported by the hero made him even guiltier.
”She’s got crap taste. Why the hell marry a guy like that?”
”Heh. Simple—no one else wants her. Humans might, but cross-breeding with other beastkin is tough for kids. So she needs someone without heir plans, plus some status. Zaan’s probably the only option. Plus, a woman from an extinct clan is seen as bad luck. Finding someone who doesn’t care narrows it further.”
”…Her life’s basically over.”
”Exactly. For us Wolfkin, Dad’s likely dead, and big sis is missing. But the other kids are all safe—thanks to her getting the family out early during the cat conflict.
But she’s done for. No relatives, and even the foxkin who followed Princess Kuzuha to this town are gone. Downside of being sheltered. No family left to pamper her like a flower, and most folks don’t know her well. No one’s loyal to a princess they don’t know, and she’s got zero shot at a comeback.”
Listening to it all stirred an uncomfortable feeling in his chest. Stories of women facing misfortune always left a bad taste, especially when it was someone he knew.
He and Kuzuha hadn’t been on great terms. She had sharp eyes and a biting personality, but that beautiful fox had put her body on the line to help him. Sympathy was inevitable.
”Where’s she at now?”
”In the refugee facilities outside town. Wanna go see her? I’ll come too—fellow escapees and all. Gotta at least say congrats on the marriage.”
”Spare her that, at least.”
The sarcasm would hit too hard. The Wolf Princess laughed, claiming it was a joke.
”Maybe she’ll back out. Though without prospects, what’s the point?”
She paused her swaying hips, her expression unreadable. Her tail wagged as she scratched her cheek, gazing out the window.
She and Kuzuha were outright rivals. Karakas and Belandi bordered each other, so they’d been clashing since their princess days back home.
But things weren’t as hostile anymore, apparently. Even for a rival’s misfortune, the Wolf Princess couldn’t hide her sympathy. As a family-oriented Wolfkin, she probably couldn’t laugh at kin suffering.
”Let’s drop by later. I’ve got time anyway.”
”Yeah, sounds good.”
He reached out, pulling the mounted girl close. They tumbled, positions flipping, and as he loomed over her, Klock grinned.
”Alright, she’s pitiful, so today you’re Kuzuha’s p**y in my mind. Ahh, Kuzuha’s p**sy is so tight~ Ahh, gonna c**, Kuzuha’s p**sy is insane~”
”…Huh? Hey, cut the crap. Who the hell’s Kuzuha? Nnu, wait, you bastard, I won’t forgive this!! Pamper me properly… agu, you’re c**ming already, dammit!!”
He pressed his hips down, trapping her as he released. The Wolf Princess’s gripping depths, imagined as Kuzuha’s. Another creampie— he’d lost count—sent her convulsing with him, and he exhaled a satisfied fuu.
Pulling out and sliding off the bed, she pounced immediately. Bites landed everywhere, drawing screams. He tried to flee, but she cornered him in the room.
The Wolf Princess stood tall, dripping white from between her legs. She forced him into a seiza kneel.
Pushing her buttons led to hell. She was a princess—treat her right.
In the end, they redid it as an apology f**k. She threatened to bite it off if he slacked, then cleaned him with her mouth.
So she didn’t hate the taste after all. He petted her desperately, caressing every inch.
They left the hookup inn after spending the night—no heading home. He scanned for signs of cheating getting caught: no gold, white, or black cats, no maids.
The man sighed in relief. The wolf girl shot him a half-lidded glare, unimpressed by the wimpy male fearing exposure.
They walked side by side toward the outskirts.
”Yeah, that’s right. I’m proceeding with marriage to Zaan. Got a problem with that?”
Minutes later, they faced the grumpy fox princess. In a simple, cramped field tent protected by barriers, the black fox sat on the bed, ears and tail perked straight as she glared.
”Came all this way to see you, and you’re already pissed?”
”Shut up!! Get out with that stinking reek!!”
She already knew the scent of male essence. Her beastkin nose picked up the s**en odor sharply, wrinkling her brow in utter disgust.
The Wolf Princess blew a fuu right at her, her mouth still tinged from the cleanup fellatio.
She’d claimed se**n tasted bad and she hated it, yet she’d done that final cleanup—now Klock understood why.
Kuzuha scrambled off the bed to escape. The Wolf Princess pursued.
”Fuu! Hey, we’ve got stuff to talk about. Fuu! Don’t run, Princess Kuzuha. Come on, let’s chat here. Fuu!!”
”Myaa!! Stay away!! Die!!”
Notes:
• Cianie – A noble girl with a fluffy white and light blue dress, indicating her high status. She has a hesitant and flustered personality but is kind and courteous. Her relationship with Klock begins as an accidental encounter and develops into a romantic interest. She has a fiancé but expresses feelings for Klock, complicating their relationship.
• Elna – Female. A young apprentice mage. Her appearance is that of a child with white hair reaching her shoulders. She wears a black hooded mantle with strange patterns. Her relationship is as an apprentice to Hermine, the Great Mage. Her power involves advanced magic, including spatial teleportation. Her combat style is magical, and she is described as childish and easily provoked.
• Yuu – A young boy, the Empress’s current boyfriend, who sits naked on her knees during their intimate moments.
• Rosemarina – The formal title of the Empress; refers to her authority and influence over the Beast Continent.
• Boorinel – A town east of Ryzan, where Lord Cattleya’s manor is located; said to be a long journey from Ryzan.
• Silke – Silke is the acting lord of Belandi, a Beastkin from the bird-beast clan that was relocated to Boorinel. She has chestnut-brown hair and first appears in chapter v6c9 along with Annerose to meet with Cianie.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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