The moon painted silver streaks through the pines as Kai’s wolf ears twitched at a familiar scent. Lyra, his sister, emerged from the shadows, her fur a darker grey against the night. A sly grin played on her muzzle.

“Couldn’t sleep either, brother?” she purred, closing the distance. Her hand, claw-tipped, trailed down his chest. “You seem… tense.”

Kai swallowed, his tail stiff. “L-Lyra, what are you–”

“Shhh.” Her other hand slipped to the buckle of his trousers. “Let me help.” With a deceptive, gentle tug, the fastener gave way. Before he could protest, she yanked, fabric pooling at his ankles. The cool night air hit his hardening cock. “See? Better already.”

He was frozen, a mix of alarm and raw arousal making his knot begin to swell. Lyra took full advantage, pressing her fully clothed body against his nakedness. Her own heat was palpable through her shorts. “Now for my turn,” she whispered, but instead of undressing herself, she guided his head down with a firm grip on his scruff.

“Taste me, Kai. Be a good brother.”

The command, wrapped in velvet, broke his hesitation. He knelt on the soft moss, his snout nudging her shorts aside. Her cunt, already slick and hot, greeted him. Her musk was overpowering—earthy and sweet. He lapped at her folds, his tongue finding her swollen clit. Lyra moaned, grinding against his muzzle, her fingers tangling in the fur between his ears. “Yes… just like that. Lick it like you’re