Misty stood near the crystal, studying it as wind whipped around them.

            “It’s generating an incredible amount of energy.. seems like it’s discharging from a powerful spell!” Misty yelled.  Nita and Nidaja beside her, while Azia ran to get Tia.  Nita and Azia had dressed hastily, and Nita’s robes were still not on correctly, being a bit disheveled.  The wind was sending papers flying, and scattering documents around the main hall, but Nita didn’t seem to care.  The crystal was clear, with a single very bright star in it, shimmering and seeming only to increase in brightness.

            “Discharging a spell?!” Nita cried, smiling.  “You mean it’s discharging the shadowfall spell?”  Mista nodded.

            “I think so.. Or at least, it’s not able to contain it anymore.  Nita, don’t get too excited!  There’s no way to know if Alps will come back, or his spirit will just be released!” Misty said, not wanting to see her friend’s heart broke.

            “I.. I understand!” Nita said.  “I can live with myself if he gets out, and his spirit is free.. I will know he’s not suffering in there.. But still.. I hope..”

            “He will make it out!” Tia cried, rushing into the room.  “Don’t you dare say her won’t!”  Azia returned, huffing and puffing.  She had been a bit worn out by Nita earlier.

            “He will be the first to ever do so, and there is no record of even this much happening with one of these crystals.  If Alps manages this.. I will be taking a long hard look at him.. He’s got no magic potential.  I didn’t want to say it before, Nita, but .. But.. He should have just.. winked out of existence when he ended up in the crystal, with no magic force to sustain his mind.  But you both say you heard his voice.. he must be in there!” Misty said, holding her hands in front of the crystal.  “We need to step back.  Way back.. away from the crystal.  It could shatter when he’s released, and I don’t want anyone hurt!”   Everyone did as they were told, backing up, as electricity and red and blue smoke began wisping around it, crackling softly.

            “Come on Alps!  Follow my voice!” Nita cried.

            “Yes!  Alps, we want you to come back!” Tia wailed, tears flowing from her eyes.

            “We need you!” Azia called, as loudly as she could.

            “Alps!  Your home is with us!” came an echoing boom of a voice.  Nidaja had cast that strength spell again.  The crystal suddenly glowed brighter.

            “Nidaja!  Do it again!  Enhanced by magic, he can hear it!” Misty cried.  “I’m sure he can!”

            “Alps!  Come back to us!  We want you in our arms again!”  Nidaja trembled, crying.  Nita watched, a little stunned, not being able to remember the last time she saw her cry like that.  “We love you!!!”  There was the sound of something shattering, hard, and then the room went totally dark.

 

            Ceriss wiped her buttery hand on the bamboo stalk, grumbling softly.

            “Why didn’t you keep her from doing that?” she said, as she looked around.

            “I don’t think she would have cared.” came Luna’s reply.  Alps shook his head softly.  He looked around, before calling out, softly, into the bamboo, figuring that’s where she was hiding herself.

            “Lady vixen!  We are ready to depart!” and he waited a bit.  Ceriss watched the bamboo intently, just as the vixen stepped out of unseen shadows, right in front of her.  Ceriss wailed and fell over, trembling.  The vixen looked down at her with pleasant regard.  She then nodded, smiling at Alps.  Sleep, it seemed, had made her feel better.  Or, perhaps, it was that waking up to find this change of pace was not a dream instilled hoe in her.  Alps could not say.  Luna seemed to still not trust her very much, as she regarded her skeptically.  Alps took Ceriss and Luna by the hands, and smiled to the vixen.  She flicked her ears in silent agitation.  Luna sighed softly.

            “Fine.” she said, moving behind Alps and grabbing his tail.  Alps chuckled softly, and held out his hand.  The black fox canted her head curiously a moment, peering at the offered white paw, and then carefully took it.  Alps closed his eyes, and opened them again.  They were standing on a bright, shimmering surface, and they could all see what looked like glass walls that went on to eternity over their head.  Alps began to walk with the group toward those walls.  The Vixen said nothing, and Luna kept quiet as well, trembling with excitement, as she saw what looked like activity outside the glass walls.  Freedom was on the other side.  Alps led the group, in a rather short trip, really, to the edge.  Luna put her hand on it, and pressed.  It was very solid, and looked to be very thick.

            “Great.. how do we get out?” Ceriss asked softly.  Alps thought for a while, looking at it, touching it.  Alps very tentatively released the vixen’s hand, and made sure she didn’t begin to face.  She quickly took hold of Ceriss’ tail though, to make sure she wasn’t going anywhere.  Alps placed his hand against the thick crystal wall as well.

            “It can’t be broken by magic.  It reflects it.  The stronger the magic, the stronger the wall.  It’s how Mannus built it.  And even if you have made it to where we can see and feel.. our bodies.. are merely will.  Our will is all that exists in this place Alps.  It is.. as I feared..” she whimpered softly.  “We won’t be able to get out..”  Luna sighed softly.  “.. At least.. we won’t have to be alone here anymore..” she said, trembling a bit.  Alps’ mind started reeling again, as it had on the mountaintop.  His eyes fluttered back and forth, just a little.  He was not under nearly the kind of stress he was that day.  He looked up, at the thick barrier between him and nita.  Then he gasped, hearing something.  It was Nidaja’s voice.  But it was far away.  He could not make it out.  Then, he heard something he could make out, which echoed through the very fiber of his soul.  We love you.  Alps gritted his teeth, his heart swelling with more joy and happiness than he had ever known.  They wanted him to come home.  They loved him!  They hadn’t given up!  He threw his head back, and he howled, long and very shrill with complete and utter joy.  Luna gasped, and Ceriss held on tight, a fox clinging to her tail, as Alps suddenly began to glow a pure, bright white, like the star that he had found Luna and everyone else by, and then, there was a sudden change in his outline, that made Luna and Ceriss both drop to their knees, as they gazed at a vision, only for a split second, that put them in awe.  As the howl reached it’s highest possible pitch, the sound of a great shattering was heard, and all was darkness.

 

            It was dark, and quiet, but Alps could feel the floor beneath his hands and knees.  Carpet.  He inhaled.  He had lungs.  That was a good sign.  He heard some shuffling around, in what sounded like a hollow, empty room.  Then, Alps grunted, shielding his eyes, as light cascaded into the room.  He looked up, wincing toward the light.  Misty.  It was Misty, standing there, having drawn open the curtain, shedding late afternoon light into the main hall where Nita’s throne was.  Misty’s lip quivered as she saw Alps there, on his knees, alive, and she fell onto her hands and knees, bursting into tears!  Alps tried to stand, but was immediately tackled down.  He gasped, crying out, as Nita landed on him, and pressed him to the floor.

            “Oh goddess!  Oh dear goddess, he’s real!  Oh Alps!   Aaaaallpss!!” Nita wailed, kissing him, sobbing uncontrollably.  Nidaja rushed over, getting on her knees, joining in the hugging, as Misty, wiped her eyes, and then focused her attention elsewhere in the room.  Tia was on her knees, checking out a stunned-looking black-furred lupine female, who was looking a bit hung over.  Azia was helping a white-furred lupine in the robes of a priestess to her feet.  Misty shuddered, standing up, as she saw an obsidian-furred vixen get up, patting herself down to make sure she was all there, and looking around the room.  Nita and Nidaja seemed to have not even noticed the new arrivals.  Alps hugged them both tightly.. and just started to cry as well.  He had felt, several times, that he would never see them again, with how Luna had talked about the Shadowfall crystals.  Nita clung tightly to him, rubbing her cheek against his.  Alps felt loved.  He felt warm and safe.  He had suffered a fate worse than death cast upon him by the enemy to forever take him away from those he loved, and his love proved stronger.  Their love proved stronger.  He could hear them even in the confines of the crystal.  Finally, Nita looked up, wiping her eyes, smiling, and gasped, seeing the others in the room.

            “Who are you?” Azia asked, holding Azia by the hand, making sure she didn’t move to suddenly.  They wanted to protect the queen in case danger had followed Alps back.  Misty moved over to Luna quickly, inspecting her robes, looking a bit in awe.

            “I am Letai Priestess of Life, Luna.” she said, reaching out and taking Misty’s hand.

            “L.. Letai.. priestess..?” she asked, her lip quivering.

            “Yes.. I was trapped in that crystal for the last 700 years.  Alps found me.. and the others.. and helped us get out.” she said.  Misty’s legs quivered, and she held Luna’s hand tightly, her head lowering, before the golden wolf female released a long, shuddering sigh, and she whined, sinking to her knees.

            “She.. has studied the Letai all her life.” Nita said softly, also looking very numb, at the revelation that Alps brought back a Letai priestess.. possibly more than one.. from the depths of that timeless hell.

            “It’s nice to see I am still popular.” She said, carefully prying her hand away, as the scent of sexual peek wafted from Misty, who just sat on the floor, with her hands between her knees.  She seemed a bit in shock.  Alps being able to return, and a true Letai Priestess, right there in front of her.

            “I am Ceriss.. A Letai Priestess of Death..” the black-furred lupine female bowed happily.  “You must be Queen.. Nita Razelle.” she said.  “Alps told us a lot about you.. You have.. a very loyal slave here.” she said, her eyes tearing up.  “Am I .. really out?  I mean.. this isn’t.. another dream world?” she asked.

            “Mannus is still in this world.  If you made a dream world, i rather doubt you would include him.’ Azia said.  She Let go of Luna, who moved over to Alps.  Alps was laying on his back, half in Nidaja’s lap, and being held tight to the floor by Nita.

            “Are you a Letai priestess too?” Tia asked the vixen, who was watching with a silent smile on her lips.  The vixen shook her head slowly.  Tia canted her head curiously, and asked, carefully, “Can you talk?”  The Sable Fox nodded, indicating she could.  “Oh..” Tia said, seeming awkward now.  She then moved quickly over to Alps, hugging him tightly as well.  “Alpsie!” she squealed happily.  Azia walked over and got down on her knees, hugging the wolf as well.

            “Looks like you just live to make a spectacle of yourself, wolf.” Azia said, caressing his face.

            “Yeah!” Ceriss said, coming over and sitting by everyone else in the throne room.  “Right before we got out he-”

            “We are all so happy to be out of that accursed crystal!” cried Azia, forcefully cutting off Ceriss, who didn’t try to continue.  instead, she looked at the queen for a bit, smiling.

            “The Emerald Amanians are still going strong as the royal house, I see.  That is very good.” she said, wagging her tail.  Nita smiled and nodded softly.  She remained quiet then, hugging Alps, and Alps hugging her, as the others talked, telling one another everything.  Misty wanted to know everything that had been left a mystery about the Letai, and Luna wanted to know about the last 700 years of history that Misty could tell her about, so they wandered off to the library.  Tia and Azia took Ceriss to get ‘a stiff drink’ that she really wanted, and the black vixen excused herself, saying that she would be back in a little while, and nothing more, wandering from the main hall, her thick, lovely tail swaying behind her.  Nidaja stayed by Nita's side, smiling, crying softly, seeming to just melt into the moment.  Alps looked at Nita’s throne.  Over half of it was gone, destroyed, or locked in the darkness that had consumed a white slave who could not be forever locked away.

 

            Alps sat down on the warm, thick, overly large bed.  Nita’s bed.  His bed.  He had never felt so at home as he did now.  He had missed this more than he could even relate.  He and Luna and Ceriss had been with Misty all day, being poked, prodded, investigated, sampled, and checked out, to make sure they were all in good health.  Aside from Ceriss being hung over (she spent the night drinking with Azia and Tia), everyone was fine.  Misty said that some of the information she had gotten while speaking with Misty, and some of the things that she found in her checkup of all three of them, made for some slightly conflicting and interesting data.  She would need to think on it some, and with that, wandered to her favorite place.  The castle library.  This left Alps free for the evening.  And Nita had made a special point to spend it with him.  The white lupine salve sat in the center of the large bed, with no clothes on.  He’d taken a warm bath, and was nice and dry, refreshed and clean.  He knew that would not last very long.  Alps smiled, as Nita sauntered into the room, closing, and locking the door.  There were to be no disturbances.  She got onto the bed slowly, in a nighty not much different from what Nidaja had worn the night before Nita’s speech.

            “It’s been more than a month you know.. I suppose time passes faster in there.. to ensure longer suffering.” Nita said softly.  “I hope it wasn’t too unpleasant..” she said, with deep concern.  Alps gritted his teeth a bit, not wanting to tell Nita what he did with Luna and Ceriss, since they were priestesses and he wasn’t all together sure how something like that would reflect on them.  he shook his head softly.

            “The crystal didn’t react the same to me as it did the others.. I could see lights.. where the others were trapped.. and could.. will myself to move toward them.. and each time I released one of them.. and brought them with me.. I could see more.” Alps said softly.

            “I am glad..” Nita said, pressing Alps to the bed.  She got on her hands and knees above him, and pressed her lips against his softly.  Alps felt the delicate fabric of her nighty caress over his tummy and chest.  Nita was wearing nothing beneath it.  There was no doubt in Alps mind at the moment, that she was going to welcome him back in that special, loving way.  Alps thought back, to when she had handed him her knife, and told him to kill himself, displeased with the color of his fur, and feeling he would not do it.  A turning point in his life, as he did as he was told, since he had nothing to live for.  And now, she was what he had to live for.  As were the others.  Alps smiled warmly at her, as she gazed into his eyes.

            “I am okay..” Alps said softly.  “I won’t ever leave you like that again.  I am so sorry I made you worry about me so much..” he said, referring more to the time he spent with Azia than the time he spent locked away in the crystal.  Nita nodded softly, and kissed his lips again.

            “It’s okay Alps.. I understand..” Nita said softly.  “If you had not.. Jalana would be gone, and three powerful allies against Mannus would still be trapped.” Nita said softly.  “Don’t regret it.  It was important.  But Alps.. I am .. so happy to have you with me again..”  She lowered her head against Alps shoulder.  “Hold me..” Nita said, choking back tears.  Alps rolled Nita onto her back in the middle of the bed.  She put her arms around his back, over his shoulders, and gazed up into his eyes, crying softly.  Alps leaned in close, and kissed away the te4ars, before pressing himself nice and close, his entire body against hers, as he brought his muzzle to hers, and kissed.  Alps had kissed many times in his life after the first one he received in the inn from Nidaja so long ago, but of every one of those kisses, this one made them all seem like mere friendly gestures.  It started out slow.. innocent.. lips pressed to lips, the soft velvet caress of a kiss between friends, but slowly, tenderly deepened, as Nita’s tongue slipped from between her teeth, met in almost perfect unison against Alps’ silky pink tongue.  They touched, as if strangers brushing against one another walking down a lonely hallway, and then, with only a very slight pause, they slipped past one another, tongues caressing against one another as they slipping into the mouth of a lover.  Alps turned his head slightly, his muzzle parting just a bit, as his tongue coiled against Nita’s, feeling the love and passion of her kiss.  There was so much more there than the sexual need he’d felt from Azia or from Ceriss and Luna.  Nita’s kisses.. Nita’s touch, in fact, was very different from theirs.  They cared about Alps, of that he was certain, but not to the extent that Nita did.  Alps pressed himself against Nita tighter, letting his growing masculinity brush up against her inner thigh.  She nodded softly, gasping, as she pulled away from the kiss.

            “Nita.. I missed you.. so very much..” Alps panted softly, as he continued to harden, pressed against her thigh.  Nita blushed, just slightly, and nodded.

            “Alps.. I want to hold you inside me.. Long and slow.. I want to feel you for as long as I can tonight.. making love to me..” Nita said, in a soft, feathery voice.  “Just like this.. holding each other.. kissing.. Please Alps?” she asked gently.  Alps gazed into her eyes lovingly.  She did not even have to ask.  Alps longed for the very same thing.

            “You would have to.. order me not to, if you had wished to prevent it, Nita..” Alps said, swallowing softly.

            “Why would I even think of that?” Nita said, sliding her hand down, and squeezing Alps’ firm rump.  his tail lifted, wagging over his lower back softly, as he looked at the beautiful lupine under him, her nipples perked tight against the satin and lace fabric of her nighty.  Alps was going to help her out of that light, senseless garment really soon.

            “I am still your personal servant, sweetie..” Alps said, having really not used such tender language with Nita before, but feeling like he should now.  “.. I am your slave.. I would do anything you asked of me..” he said.  Nita blushed a bit, and then smiled, pulling his hips forward, her hands cupping his rump, squeezing both cheeks fondly.  She nodded, as Alps leaned down, holding still against her for a moment, as her hands stroked and petted up and down his body.  Their lips met again, as a soft, heavy sigh of happiness and warmth escaped heavily from Nita’s nostrils.  She closed her eyes as she held her lover tight, and the white lupine began to stroke tongue over tongue again, a gentle dance to music that neither could hear in any place but their hearts.  Alps felt a wash of warmth through him, as she kiss trailed off, with Nita slightly suckling his tongue as he pulled it away.  He felt the warm, tingling sensation between his thighs, knowing he was already able to give Nita what she wanted, but wanting to feel her, fur to fur.  He got up on his knees, Nita’s hands caressing his sides as he rose, and then cooing at the view of his solid erection, that pink shaft exactly what she was asking for.  Nita sat up in that light blue nighty, and wriggled a bit, so it wasn’t trapped under her rump.  Alps was there before her, his knees between her thighs, as she sat there in front of him, supporting herself on one hand a moment, before putting both on his shoulders, her head touching his chest a moment.  She smiled happily, sighing as she felt his careful fingers ensnare the bottom of her nighty, and start to draw it up her body.  She leaned back a little, raising her arms, as he took it off, and then, supporting herself on one hand, positioned behind her, she looked back up into Alps’ eyes.  Alps saw more love in them than he had ever seen before.  He felt glad that his relationship with her had not been harmed by his rash actions.  He leaned in and kissed Nita softly between her ears, and gasped, as she felt a gentle, soft hand caress his length, very slowly, from base to tip.  Again that caress came.  Nita was petting him.. sliding her careful, loving hand up his length, and then back down, in almost a worshipping fashion.  Her eyes were fixed on it, her head leaning down a bit, ears splaying against his chest.

            “You are beautiful, Alps..” Nita said slowly, as she used one hand to slowly and tenderly caress his length.  Alps blushed, and quivered a bit.  For all the things anyone had done to him sexually, no one had said something like that to him.  He was not quite sure how to take it.  He kissed the back of Nita’s head again, as she remained sitting up, in front of Alps.  He lowered his hips a bit, to let her lean forward a bit more.  In doing so, she didn’t have to support herself with her other hand, and brought it to his sac, cupping it in his hand carefully, her eyes slitted with tenderness and happiness.  Alps closed his eyes, bringing his own hands to Nita’s ears and head, caressing her slowly, as she made him harder with her fond, careful touches.  She would cup and hold his sac with almost feathery tenderness, and her hand wound caress and touch over his length, occasionally giving a little squeeze.  Finally, one of her fond squeezes resulted in a bead of pre rolling down his pink, hard shaft.  Nita smiled, inhaling a deep, shuddering breath, and leaning forward a bit more, her tongue slipping from her muzzle, and swiping away that salty lover’s confection.  Alps shivered a bit.

            “Feels.. so perfect..” he said, not sure of anything he could say to really describe how he was feeling now.  If the gods were all triangles, he would feel triangular at this moment.  It was the best way he could even think to describe his emotions and his sensations.

            “I have thought of you every  night.. for so long Alps.. To hold you again.. “ nita shivered  a bit, in happiness.  Alps caressed her head again, sitting on his feet, his knees holding only half his weight, making him a bit more comfortable, as Nita propped her feet up a bit, her thighs still parted around Alps’ knees.  The queen’s hand slid around Alps’ back, caressing the small of his back carefully, as Alps watched her through half closed eyes.  She used her hand against Alps’ back top pull her forward a bit more, and her muzzle slid down his shaft, rewarding the queen with a heady jet of pre, the first really passionate dose of it for the night.  Alps swallowed, and released a long, shuddering sigh.  No one else made him feel like this.  Nita pushed her head down a little, taking about half his length into her hot, silky mouth, her tongue sliding up and down the underside of it slowly, as if petting the same way her hands had been doing.  She continued to fondle his sac with her other hand, as she held his back gently.  Finally, she slid the hand on her back down to Alps’ rump, lifting him up slowly and carefully, to his knees in front of her, making him easier to reach.  Alps closed his eyes tightly with pleasure, trembling as he felt Nita’s head slide forward, over his shaft, and the tip of his tapered member touch the back of her throat.  Her nose pressed to the fur at the base of his throbbing flesh.  She had all of it.  Alps groaned very softly, under ihs breath, caressing Nita’s ears, as she slowly drew back, swallowing against his tip, before sucking hard, and sliding him, with some effort, slowly from her muzzle, and taking him back in, releasing him so he slid across her tongue, and sucking again, pulling away very gently.  Alps looked at her face, as she opened her eyes, looking up at him.  Those eyes.. violet like his own, and filled with as much love as she must have seen in his eyes.  She used her hand on his rump, squeezing, to pull him forward as she sat in front of him, and her other caressing and fondling his sack, rolling his heavy, rapidly filling orbs in her warm, velvety hand.  Alps felt his legs contract slowly, from the tingling pleasure massaging up and down his spine, and warmth flowing through his entire body.  Nita drew her head back fully, opening her muzzle, and leaving it opened as she used the hand that had been caressing his warm sac to slide slowly and gently, up and down his ridged pink shaft, wet with her saliva, so it had little friction, against her slender, loving hands.  She watched Alps’ face, and Alps watched hers, eyes locked, as she slipped her hand slowly up and down, until Alps watched a clear jet of his salty pre jet hard against her tongue, making him shiver.  She closed her mouth, and closed her eyes, swallowing with deep satisfaction, and then shuddering.  Nita let him go, as she smiled at Alps, and laid down on her back, her arms out at her side, sprawled on the bed.

            “Nita..  I think you .. are the most beautiful sight in all of Amani.. Nothing can ever make me feel the way you do, when I look at you.. laying there so lovely before me..” Alps said, wanting to match her compliment, now that she had stopped that heavenly pleasure and he could talk again.

            “Come to me Alps..” She said softly.  “I want to feel you..”   Alps lowered himself over Nita, but did not give himself to her right away.  He kissed her, tasting his own pre, still lingering on her tongue, despite her attempts to swallow it all down.  She kissed Alps again, long and slow, her tongue sliding over his eagerly, as they pressed close together.  Alps could feel the heat rising from Nita’s mound, as her desire continued to build.  Her emotions were setting fires through her body that only one thing could quench.  Alps slowly slid down her body, and began to carefully and tenderly lick her firm nipples, which were almost absurdly hard in her deep arousal.  She arched her back a bit, and pressed Alps’ head with her hand harder against her large, firm breast.  Alps felt her other hand slide down, and scratch softly back and forth over his lower back, dragging her nails up his back from time to time, in a coaxing fashion, wanting him to take her.  Wanting him inside her.  Alps moved to the opposite breast, licking the nipple slowly, before pulling it into his hot muzzle, and suckling softly.  Nita shivered a bit, and released a long, slow whine.  He lifted his head, looking into her pleasured face.

            “Nita..” he said softly.  She opened her eyes, just a little, inhaling and exhaling slowly and deeply.

            “Yes?” she asked softly.  She put both her hands on Alps’ sides, pulling at him, wanting him.

            “Before.. I give myself to you.. long and slow, as you desire.. as I desire.. I want to have the honor and joy of tasting you, as you did me.” he said.  Alps had long ago learned to enjoy that, since it had initially pleased Nidaja, and continued to please anyone he did that to.  Nita, he felt, deserved to be pleased the most, though.  Nita swallowed, shuddering softly.

            “Okay.. Alps..” she said, looking down her body, as he got onto his hands and knees, gazing at his twitching shaft.  “Just.. don’t do it too long.. The way I feel right now, I would not last very long.. And I want to have you inside me when it happens..” she said very softly, almost in a whisper, blushing a little.  Alps nodded, smiling warmly to her, as he slowly slid down her body.  Nita’s scent was incredibly strong, as her desire was, perhaps, more than it had ever been.  She felt she’d lost Alps, and now, he was here again, making love to her.  After a month of being ‘gone’.  Alps moved his muzzle between her legs, her thighs spread apart wide for her lover, wanting to let him take what it is he needed so badly.  Alps looked at her sex.  Her velvety mound, framed in her lovely green fur, hot with anticipation.  Her labia were already parted, those swollen lips showing the intensity of her arousal, by being almost red, instead of pink.  her tiny, slightly hard nub peeked from between them, going toward the front of her body, nestled in that tight slit.  Alps had not really taken so long to look, but he found this beautiful to.  And deserving of something special.  He leaned in close and spoke softly over her sex, making her quiver, holding her chest with both hands.

            “I want to always be here, Nita.. holding you and loving you..” Alps said, meaning it with every fiber of his being.  With that, he kissed her.  Right on those dewy wet lips, her labia spreading against his muzzle, as he kissed her no different than he had a moment ago, tongue caressing tongue.  This time, there was no tongue to caress back against his, but he used his long pink satiny tongue anyway, sliding it slowly inside Nita’s tight tunnel.  Her taste was exquisite, and her nectar made him far more light headed than that Letai wine.   Slightly tangy, a little sweet, a taste Alps memorized, long ago, and fell in love with.  He turned his head, and pressed his tongue in, listening to Nita gasp slowly, arching her back, as he hooked it, and touched that special little spot, tapping it sweetly and lovingly with his tongue, before cupping against her inner wall with that ribbon of flesh, and drawing her juices, pooled against it, from her sex, the full length of his tongue sliding tightly over her clit.

            “Oh!  Alps no more!” Nita squeaked, trembling.  Alps lifted his head, watching her, as she lay before him, her feet planted against the bed, legs spread, her head back, teeth gritted, eyes half open, strained in pleasure, and hands firmly gripping the sheets, behind her hips.  Alps nodded slowly, and crawled over Nita slowly.  She looked up into his eyes, as he held himself above her, her hands caressing his chest slowly, her touch still carrying all the love she felt for Alps.  He closed his eyes with a soft shiver, as he felt a chill of longing run down his spine, and Nita crooned, as a spatter of warm, wet pre traced a line down her tummy, right to her firm, hot mound.

            “Are you ready, Nita?” Alps asked softly.  He just wanted to hear her voice.  Wanted to hear her say yes.  Such a sweet word from Nita’s beautiful lips.

            “Yes, my love.” she said with a soft shiver.  Alps’ heart jumped at her words.  My love.  All the love he felt, he could only express in his next action.  His hips lowered, and his knees parted and drew forward, against Nita’s thighs, slightly embracing her, as he slid his hands under her arms, and then back up over her shoulders, letting her shoulder blades rest on his forearms.  This allowed him to holds her close, pressing her round, firm breasts to his warm chest, so she could feel his heart beating against her warm body.  His lips found hers, and he gave her a taste of her own tart sex.  Nita savored it, simply because it was being given to her by Alps.  The white lupine slave held her tight, kissing her for a while, before he lifted his head up, gazing into Nita’s eyes lovingly, and saying, slowly, confidently, with tingling emotion running up and down his spine,

            “Nita.. I love you.”  Nita closed her eyes, as he said that, twin streaks of wetness over her cheeks as tears of happiness slipped from the corners of her eyes.  Alps kissed her again, and she squeaked out, trembling,

            “I love you too, Alps..” and with her words, her tender admission of Alps’ happiest dream, the pressed his hips forward, his masculinity pressing between her tight, quivering labia, and held tight inside her, two strokes finding Alps completely pressed within her, his hips tight against hers.  Alps groaned deeply, shuddering from the heat that coursed though his trembling body.  Nita had her eyes shut tight, as he pressed into her, filling more than just a physical space within her body.  She heated up fast, while Alps held her, perfectly still.  She trembled softly, emotions and sexual sensation tearing at her mind.  Alps smiled lovingly, and brought his lips to Nita, slipping his tongue into her muzzle, to let her savor a deep and sensual kiss to go along with the way she was being so deeply filled.  As he kissed her, Nita released a long, loud, shuddering whimper through her nose, and Alps felt her tighten HARD on his shaft.  He held the kiss, as Nita climaxed, without a single motion, just in feeling full, and being kissed.  It wasn’t a terribly intense climax, but it left her shivering with sensation from it, her nectar making the white slave’s sac wet and warm as it rested against her quivering, convulsing cunny.  Alps finally released Nita from the kiss, and she panted softly, shaking, finally looking up into his eyes again.  He lowered his chest against hers tightly, hugging her tight, as, very slowly.. very tenderly, he began to stroke against her, his hips sliding back a few inches, then slowly forward, letting him feel her tightly clenching walls pulls and suckle on his hot, throbbing length.  He could not remember ever being so hard.. so swollen with need.  His heart was pounding, and he felt a slow sinking sensation in his chest of anxiousness.  He lowered his head over Nita’s shoulder, and listened to the sweet sounds which passed her lips as he slipped his length slowly, so slowly and lovingly, in and out of her longingly accepting body.  She was so incredibly wet now.  And tight, as she lingered on the edge of climax with every slow stroke of Alps’ hips.

            “Let yourself go, Nita..” Alps said, making her gasp, “Don’t hold back.. I love to hear the sound of your happiness.. and know that you feel so wonderful.. let it happen.. I’ll feel really wonderful really soon.. right there with you, I promise.” he whispered into her ear.  Nita shuddered heavily, and then released along, low moan as Alps began to trust deeper, still slow, but drawing himself almost all the way out, and pushing back in fully.  After just a few strokes like this, Nita squeaked loudly, and dug her nails into Alps’ rump, making him hold still, as he felt her cunny flutter hotly around his shaft.  Searing wetness poured down his sac again, into the sheets, spilling over the base of her tail, as the queen floated through another sweet sexual release in Alps’ arms.  She had her eyes closed tightly.

            “Don’t stop.. Oh don’t stop..” Nita whimpered, as Alps held still to let her enjoy her orgasm.  “Go slow.. “ she said.  Alps nodded, and he continued to stroke in those long, slow strokes.  Had he been going at a brisk pace, Alps would have lost it long before, but even at this slow, gentle pace, because of is intense emotions and the tightness of Nita’s trembling body, he could feel himself getting closer.  She panted hotly against Alps as he stroked against her so slow and tenderly, his length sliding in and out, his hips lurching upward and grinding against hers on occasion, as his own body began to quiver with impending release.  Nita tensed up again, gasping, and crying out loudly!  It was the first hard cry he’d heard from her since he started, and she squeezed his shaft again, tightly.  Alps continued to go, though, those long, smooth strokes, finding it hard to push into her now, as she clenched him tightly inside.  She cried out again, her body shaking, as Alps felt the heat beginning to boil inside him.  he slowed down a little more, wanting to prolong this.  She continued to pant, kissing his neck, licking his cheek from time to time, as the hot female writhed softly underneath him.  He pressed in as deep as he could, groaning as he felt his sac start to draw up against his body.

            “Nita.. I’m starting to get close, beloved..” he said, his eyes closing, panting raising in his voice.  He swallowed against his dry tongue, and leaned forward, trembling, as he felt Nita’s mouth on his throat, biting very faintly, tenderly with heat and love.

            “Yes.. Now.. Let yourself go.. as fast as you want!” Nita whimpered, holding Alps’ rump, her hands clasping tightly, as he pressed in deep again.  Alps held the queen tight to his chest, as he began to use long, but brisk strokes, listening to Nita gasp with each motion.  he opened his eyes looking into hers, and her own eyes opened, filled with love and lust together.  She gritted her teeth, panting through them, arching her back with Alps’ more passionate strokes.  Her hard gasps were accompanied by a tight squeeze of her sex, which Alps timed so that pressing in was easy, but pulling out made him feel like her was being suckled hard by her shaking body.  Nita moved her hands to Alps’ shoulders, and wrapped her legs around his waist, and just threw her head back, releasing a long, plaintive, begging, echoing howl, a beautiful crystal tone.  Alps pushed her through her orgasm, feeling his own approaching, listening to her sharp, happy barks of pleasure, everything making her only climax harder and longer as he rutted against her.  Alps wanted to say something to nita.  he wanted to tell her how he felt, but through his heavy panting, and soft, ever increasing moans of pleasure, he couldn’t.  Finally, his body tightened, and he pressed in deeply, crying out Nita’s name, and listening to her squeal again, clamping tight on his shaft, as he jerked hard, and spasmed over his beloved, sending rich, thick jets of his hot essence deep inside her, feeling it well within her tight walls, as he pressed tight, Nita’s arms wrapping tight around his back, holding him in place, as she sobbed with severe physical and emotional release.  Alps grunted softly, and groaned loudly, before all became quiet, and still, heavily panting bodies pressed together, Alps’ head over Nita’s shoulder, as she whimpered with lingering pleasure into his ears, causing him to tense once in a while, jetting the occasional left over pulse of thick, hot seed into her softly shivering body.  They held one another for a long time, just resting, petting each other, kissing each other, whispering soft admissions of love.  Finally, Nita spoke a little louder, to get her slave’s attention.

            “Alps?” Nita asked softly.

            “Yes, love?”  the white lupine replied softly, still a bit out of breath, still held tight inside his queen.

            “You said.. you were still my slave.. yes?” she asked.  Alps lifted his head, looking warmly into her eyes.

            “Yes.. I am..” he said, wagging his tail slowly and weakly.

            “That you have to do anything I tell you to.. Anything I want you to..” she said softly, looking deep into his eyes, filled with earnest love and devotion.

            “Yes, sweetie.. I mean that.’ he says.

            “Alps...” she said softly, inhaling deeply.

            “Yes love?” Alps asked tenderly.

            “I want you to marry me.”