Volume 6 - Northern Exchange, Chapter 34 - Hungry Like The Wolf

“Now don’t buy too much,” Yuisu said as she stepped into the butcher’s shop. “We’ve got non-carnivores to feed too.”

Haru and Froze nodded, but their watering mouths and the eager look in their eyes revealed their intentions. They darted forward and peered at every case and cut, and debated passionately whether each particular slab of meat was worth taking home.

Haru drew herself up tall. “Hey, I work here, so I know a good cut when I see one. See all this marbling?” She pointed at the glass with a feather. “This is a top notch steak, better than you’d get in a fancy restaurant in Tokyo.”

“Well I don’t know about Tokyo, but we have great beef back in Canada. I can’t imagine how a country like Japan with so little ranchland can have any meat worth mentioning…”

“Fine. I’ll buy this so you can try it and see for yourself. Yuisu’s a great cook, and she’ll do it justice.”

By the time they settled on what to buy, they had picked out dozens of cuts and rung up a bill that was still scary after Haru’s employee discount. Sam the butcher even called them out on it, saying, “You ladies throwing some kind of festival up there?” He made puppy-dog eyes at Haru, which looked very out of place on the large, bald man. “And you didn’t invite me?”

Haru grinned and put a wing around Froze’s shoulders. “Nope, just showing this foreigner how amazing Japanese meat can be!”

They paid and got all the meat loaded into the cooler Yuisu had brought. They hefted it into the back of her truck, then the three girls piled into the front seat with Haru in the middle.

As Yuisu drove, Haru eyed Froze’s unusual clothes. “So I’m always interested in new fashion, but I’ve never seen anything like your outfit, Froze.” The outfit consisted of black leather straps, swatches of white fur, and decorative bits made of gold and bronze and red feathers. It was quite revealing by human or harpy standards.

“Oh yah, you wouldn’t have. This is tribal dress, unique to my culture. My tribe is small, but we’ve been around in the remote wilderness of the Northwest Territories for a long time.” She lifted a gold amulet that hung from her harness by a chain. “For generations, we traveled to the sea to trade with the Inuit humans for trinkets and tools, so our cultures blended a little. I’ve even heard my ancestors actually inspired some of their myths, like the great wolf Amarok.”

“What about that collar?” Haru asked. “Isn’t it demeaning to wear a collar like a pet dog?”

Froze chuckled awkwardly. “Ah, yah. The collar is different. It serves a real purpose. Us Fenrir have always been a little… feral. Generations ago, an Inuit shaman taught the elders of my tribe to make magical collars that would restrain our wildness.” She tugged at the chain that hung down from her collar and whispered conspiratorially, “But just between us, I don’t think there’s any real magic in it. It just serves as a constant reminder to keep my temper under control, and that’s good enough for me.”

Haru nodded appreciatively. “Well, regardless of the reasons, I really like your whole look. Very exotic and sexy.” She held her chin with her wing and pondered aloud, “Maybe I should get a leather harness too…”

The truck swerved suddenly, jostling Haru and Froze. They turned to look at Yuisu and saw her face was bright red and a bit of drool had run down her chin.

“Whoa, now, Yuri-su. Drive now, have sexy fantasies later,” Haru scolded in a teasing tone. Before Yuisu could muster a defense, Haru turned back to Froze. “Oh, that reminds me. Are you into girls, Froze? I only ask because all of the girls Agent Will has sent to live with us have been.”

Froze shrugged and said, “I guess I kind of am, at least recently.” When Haru tilted her head and gave a questioning look, Froze added, “Well, I like guys, but after spending time with Kehp, I guess I really like her, and she’s real pretty, eh?” Froze was cool and collected on the outside, but as she turned to look out the window, she remembered Kehp’s naked form and zoned out. By the time the truck slowed to a stop at the house, Froze was lost in a fantasy about drizzling syrup over Kehp’s delicious curves and licking it off that sweet, sweet body.

With the cooler full of meat successfully tetris’d into the refrigerator, Haru and Yuisu snuck off for some together time before dinner. Yuri-su was still riled up from the image of Haru in leather straps, and it seemed like Haru had also been in a sexual mood lately.

However, before they could slip into their now-shared bedroom, Quess intercepted them in the hallway. “Welcome back, Yuisu and Haru,” she said in her high, bubbly voice. She looked at the ceiling in thought then muttered, “Yuiru? Harisu?” combining their names. She shook her head and looked back at the two girls. “Anyways, how was the shopping trip?”

Yuisu smiled, despite her annoyance at the delay in the upcoming sexy-times. “It was nice. Haru and Froze bought too much meat though.” She elbowed Haru lightly as she talked. “It seemed like we were at the butcher shop forever.”

Quess smiled back. “How fun! Oh, did you pick up any flowers for me while you were out?”

Yuisu groaned. “Oh, I totally forgot…” She put a hand to her forehead. “I’m so sorry, Quess.”

Quess frowned and her form wavered a bit. “Oh, that’s too bad. We’re all out of flowers and I’m getting hungry…”

Haru said, “Sorry, Quess. Since it was our fault, we’ll fix it somehow. Won’t we, Yuisu?” She cast a sideways glance at Yuisu and nudged her with her elbow. “She could sit nearby while we”—she raised her eyebrows suggestively—”you know…”

Yuisu blushed. She wasn’t used to Haru being the forward one. “Uh, Quess, wouldn’t that be awkward for you?”

Quess blinked. “Why would it be awkward?”

Yuisu fidgeted. “Well, because you, uh, like me, and wanted to be with me.”

“Oh, that doesn’t make it awkward. For pink slimes, sex is all about food and fun. Love is separate.” Quess shrugged. “And I realized my love was a little premature. I still respect you and think you’re sexy as hell, but I’ve freed my heart up to the world.”

Haru suddenly told Quess, “Give us a second,” and pulled Yuisu into a huddle down the hallway.

“So? How about it? Want an audience?”

Yuisu quickly whispered, “What’s going on with you, Haru? You’re being really forward. Is it Quess’s pheromones?”

“Oh, it isn’t that. Remember back in my first week here, when I said I don’t have much sex drive outside of mating season?”

Yuisu raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, but you seemed to have a pretty healthy drive anyway…”

Haru gave a wolfish grin. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

Yuisu’s eyes went wide. Her interest was peaked and Yuri-su wasn’t one to turn down more sex. She whispered back, “Oh, really?”

“But there’s something you should know. Harpy mating instinct is to seek out a bunch of different mates, to encourage genetic diversity. Now, I wouldn’t dream of cheating on you, and the genetic thing won’t matter, since I have no interest in men.”

Yuisu nodded slowly. “It sounds like there’s a ‘but’ coming on…”

Haru smiled sheepishly. “But… I’m really craving some diversity.” Haru grabbed Yuisu’s hand and held it between her breasts. “Now, no pressure, but would you be open to the idea of…” Haru took a long, slow breath, then finished, “Quess joining in?”

Yuisu blinked several times as she tried to process that. Her mind ran off in several different directions at once. Did Haru really just suggest a threesome? Am I okay with that? Am I okay with sharing Haru?

One question stood out. It lit up in her mind like a neon sign. Am I okay with being… shared? At the mere thought, a shiver ran down her spine, her body flushed hot, and she felt a certain area getting very wet.

Yuri-su decided that was all the answer she needed. She had never realized how utterly arousing the thought of being between two women was. She was too excited to form the words to respond, so she nodded fervently. Being shared by two women. Being taken by two women…

While Yuri-su was lost in thought, her mouth open and drooling, Haru ran the plan by Quess, who was also thrilled. She even slipped back into a bit of royal speech. “This proposal is marvelous! I commend you, Haru, for conceiving of it and presenting it to us. In addition to being an absolutely divine experience, it could give me enough energy for a week!”

Haru spread her wings and wrapped them around Quess and the tongue-tied Yuisu, then ushered them into her and Yuisu’s bedroom. As she closed the door behind her, she wondered how soundproof it was…

Much later, Quess stepped out of the room and gently slid the door closed behind her. She didn’t want to disturb Haru and Yuisu, who were asleep on the bed where they had collapsed in contented exhaustion. Quess, however, was feeling incredibly invigorated. Her slimy surface glistened with a healthy sheen, her full and ripe bust jiggled as she moved with a confident strut, and she was grinning from ear to ear. As Quess sauntered down the hallway, Froze and Mara came tearing around the corner.

“Hey, where are Yuisu and Haru?” Froze practically howled. “I’m starving, and Haru talked up that steak something fierce. I want it now!”

“Yeah! I’m hungry too, and I want some steak for dinner! Yum!” Mara bounced along behind Froze like a sidekick, but perhaps ‘partner in crime’ was a better description. A ferocious wolf and a greedy spider making demands were closer to villains than heroes.

Quess stretched her arms across the hallway, blocking the way. “They aren’t feeling well, so they’re both asleep.” She shook her head softly. “I think we should let them rest, and Yuisu can cook up that steak for you tomorrow night instead.”

Froze’s ears flopped down against her head. “Aww. This bites. I was really excited, too.”

Mara frowned. “Then what are we supposed to eat tonight?”

Froze turned to Mara. “I did buy a bunch of other meat, and I’m a decent cook. I’ll whip up something for us, Mara.”

Mara nodded. “Alright. And Tsuen can make a salad or something for her and Kehp.” She turned to Quess. “What about you, Quess? Are you going to join us, and eat some, uh, flowers?”

Quess just patted her belly and smiled wide. “Oh, no thanks. I already ate.”