Luxury Accommodations

There was something about teasing Manea and giving her little affections in front of someone else, particularly another alpha, that just did something for Alastor. It was almost like establishing dominance of a sort, showing off his beautiful and sultry mate and what he could do with her. It was doubly fun from the shy reactions the Mendaciums were able to draw out of Artorias. The Aegis accepted Manea's offer for a double dinner date, setting the time and location, to which his wife cordially accepted. Once the other brute was gone and the door had shut behind him, leaving the two dire wolves alone to one another, Alastor gave a deep chuckle while Manea nipped at his throat in a delightful way. "Oh, I do. You were right, my love, he's very fun to play with," said Alastor with a lustful rumble in his voice. Manea slipped away from him to climb up into the plush bed, and Alastor was quick to follow her up, ever eager to stress test it against their passionate and wild forms of lovemaking. He climbed atop his grinning mate and the two were entangled once more a moment later, tussling the perfectly made linens and blankets in the throes of passion. It was everything Alastor wanted, and he made sure none of Manea's cries or screams were stifled while he had his way with her. Like her, Alastor wasn't concerned with wearing each other out before the main event of the evening. Both wolves had proven their lusts ran hotter than lava when Manea was in heat; there would be plenty of lechery to go around before their day was done.

For the remainder of the day, Alastor remained tangled up and within Manea in some shape or form, savoring and enjoying all the pleasures of their bodies while also doing all he could to ensure he was the one impregnating his mate with her next litter—especially if they planned on bringing some guests into their bed later tonight. As the hour drew later and evening set over Auster, both wolves cleaned themselves up enough to be presentable, but Manea had the wonderfully scandalous idea of not bathing before going to meet with the Aegis and his Queen. Alastor grinned, and together the two made their way out to the warm spring gardens, their scents heavily mixed and smelling of fresh sex that the demon brute wore with a proud grin. He couldn't wait to see the look on Artorias' face when he smelled them! Following at Manea's side until they arrived at a charming little picnic amongst the gardens and wisteria trees, the smell of cooked meats nearly making him salivate.

There, amongst the meal and fur blankets, lay their two hosts. Artorias he recognized immediately, and the fae at his side must have been Briar, the Queen of the castle. Alastor quirked an interested brow and exchanged a quick glance with Manea. The other woman was lithe and curvy where it mattered, with a beautiful tawny coat accented by turquoise, a rack of antlers atop her crown, and a flowing tail like silk. There would be no doubt that his wife would be smitten with her, given all her unique gifts—not to mention she was beautiful and smaller than Manea, even if just by a bit, everything his violet queen adored in a lady lover. As Manea greeted Briar, Alastor shared a grin and a nod to Artorias, settling in beside his mate across from the other alpha couple. "Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Briar, and to see you again, Lord Artorias. I must say, you make a lovely couple!" His stomach growled ravenously at the smell of the food. Much like Manea, a day filled with borderline feral sex, he was ready to devour his weight in meat to refuel for the night's coming entertainment.

"Alastor Mendacium"