I lay on the big bed in my overly large room, comfortably squished into a sandwich by Angel and Briar. I was reading an interesting book when Briar showed me his phone. I blinked when a light flashed.

"Um, ow." I rubbed my eyes. "What was that for?"

"To take a picture. Look how cute you are!" exclaimed Briar, showing me the phone again. I winced, then peeked at it when nothing happened.

"Ooh, that's so cool! How did it capture me like that?" I asked, looking up at him with big curious eyes.

He was about to say something, then paused and tried again, "Oh, right... You've never had your picture taken. Then this will be a commemorative one!"

Honestly, I have no idea what he's talking about.

I put my book down and curled against him. I wanted more cuddle time. Briar fiddled with his phone, then dropped it next to him and flipped over to pull my small body on top of him. Angel scooted closer, but he was absorbed in doing something else. Briar began to purr once I was comfortable on top of him. He petted my hair and stroked down my back for awhile, then just rested his hand on my shoulder blades.

Our tails twitched between our legs, and I felt Briar's move against mine. My tail wagged a little bit, just brushing over it. Briar purred a bit louder, then nosed my head and began to kiss anywhere he could reach from his position. My ears flicked against his face when he tickled them. I giggled a bit and scooted higher to kiss his cheek in return.

We bounced on the bed a bit and I looked at Angel, who had just put his laptop down and moved closer. I sat up a bit to accept the kiss he was offering, which seemed to make him very pleased. Briar's fingers slipped up my shirt and lightly gripped my narrow waist, which made a soft mewl slip out as my tail curled up. My ears lowered as Angel stole my breath away and Briar gripped my body in places that made me shiver.

Angel drew back, so I opened my eyes to see his bright sky blue eyes filled with pleasure. I blushed while I tried to catch my breath. I still wasn't used to his intense kisses, but that's hardly a surprise.

Briar shifted underneath me, so I looked back at him and he tapped his lips. I blushed and leaned over him. I nuzzled his jaw, placing soft kisses up to his lips. He purred, then licked the seam of my lips. I accepted his tongue and shyly met it with my own.

"You're so adorable, sweetheart." whispered Angel into my left wolf ear.

His breath tickled me, so my ear automatically slapped against his lips. He chuckled and petted my head when I whined from embarrassment. My forehead dropped onto the pillow next to Briar's head, my lips pressing to his neck.

Angel's hand slipped down and brushed a sensitive spot at the base of my tail. I gripped Briar's shoulders and moaned aloud, my back arching down to raise my butt higher. My tail curled and lay on my back as I trembled from the aftershocks. A weird tingly feeling had started between my legs.

"S-Sweetheart?" inquired Angel, his shocked tone making me blush as I sat up again.

Something hot and hard rested under my butt, so I looked at Briar's face. His face had burst into flames. My startled gaze flicked over to Angel's face, and his cheeks were burning. My blush deepened and I swept my tail up into my arms.

"S-sorry, my tail base is really sensitive."

Angel sat back on his heels and rubbed his face. "Like my horn, then."

"I figured that may be the case." I whispered, then held out my hands. "Um, what would happen if I touched it?"

Angel blushed and covered his face with one hand as he looked away. "Uh, I wouldn't be able to hold myself back from pinning you down and having my wicked way with you."

"Wicked way?" I eyed him from over my tail. "What does that mean?"

"He means he will have sex with you." said Briar, so I pursed my lips with a frown.

"What's sex?"

Both Angel and Briar groaned loudly, so I lowered my ears with a sad expression. "I'm sorry."

Briar sat up and I flopped onto my back. He leaned over me, but I didn't feel any fear this time as he drew my lips into a sweet kiss. My tail thumped next to us on the bed. He pulled back and pecked my lips.

"You don't need to apologize, Ann. We will teach you everything." whispered Briar, so I nodded with a bright smile and hugged his neck.

"Thank you, Bri!"

He chuckled and kissed my cheek. "You're welcome."

"Say, if you know about all this stuff, do you know why I feel tingly?"

Briar sat back and I pushed myself up with my arms. My butt sat in his lap. I looked up at Angel, who was staring at me with a blank expression.

"Where do you feel tingly, Ann?"

"Um, right here." I patted my crotch. "Do you know why it feels tingly when you kiss me?"

Briar's eyes filled with anger, but I somehow knew it wasn't directed at me. "Have you ever felt tingly down there before you came here?"

"Mm, nope, never." I shook my head.

"Have you never played with yourself?"

"I played by myself all the time, Bri, 'cause Mom didn't like to let me inside the house except when necessary. She locked me in the backyard and the fence was too high to climb. Sometimes the neighbors' doggies would jump over to visit me, which I though was really nice of them." I giggled, wiggling in place.

"That's horrible, but that wasn't what I meant." Briar pursed his lips, then tugged at my shorts. "May I take these off?"

"Okay," I said, my big violet eyes boring holes into his pretty emerald green orbs. "I trust you."

Briar blushed. "Th-thank you."

He slowly pulled down my ratty shorts, and my slightly-stretched out old shirt covered my privates. He lifted it, then saw the worn-out pink cotton panties.

"Aren't these girls' underwear?"

I blushed. "Um, Mom bought these from the dollar store years ago. They didn't have any underwear for boys."

Briar sucked in his lip. "They suit you, though. You're really beautiful."

I squirmed and placed my hands over my face. "Th-thank you, Bri." I whispered, my cheeks burning like crazy.

He slowly pulled down my panties just as Angel pried my hands off my face. He leaned down and kissed me, so Briar moved down a bit to avoid the ten-inch horn pointing towards him. Angel hummed as I mewled, squeezing my thighs together.

I lay flush-faced and panting when he pulled away, then noticed Briar's and Angel's warm cheeks as they looked at my lower half. My face burned hotter and I tried to cover my bits with my tail, but Briar blocked it.

"Oh my word, Ann, you're so cute." he murmured, his emerald green eyes darkening with desire.

He sat back and brought me with him, turning my body around so that my head hit his chest. My legs were spread over his thighs, so I blushed and gripped onto Briar's forearms. He held me back against his chest with his left hand, his right moving towards my bits.

"Your cock is adorable."

I blushed. "C-cock?"

"See? This is your cock." explained Briar, as he lightly gripped the hard flesh pressing up against my body. I shivered with a loud moan, the weird feeling getting stronger.

Briar tensed, but tucked his head into my shoulder. "And these are your little balls, Ann. Such a pretty pink and so soft. As for this, it's your sac, which holds those pretty little balls of yours."

I threw my head back and arched my spine as the delicate touches sent me into a weird haze. I mewled, gripping his forearms.

"It feels weird, Bri! What is this?"

"It feels good, not weird." corrected Angel, lifting my shirt higher to slide his fingers over my nipples.

My cock tingled and moved, which made me squirm. "A-Angel, what is this?"

"Briar is pleasuring you. It's called a hand-job." he explained with a small smirk. "We'll teach you everything in time, sweetheart, so just relax and enjoy."

"O-okay." I mewled, shivering in Briar's hold. He nibbled on my throat, which made sparks of pain jolt straight to my cock while his fingers stroked it.

I arched my back with a strangled moan when he touched the tip and gently rubbed it. "B-Bri!"

Briar nuzzled my neck, but said nothing in reply. I tried to relax, but Briar kept touching me that made me moan and tense. I could feel something building inside me, but I didn't know what it was.

"A-Angel, s-something is h-happening to me!"

"Ssh, sweetheart. Just relax. It's called an orgasm."

I did my best to follow his instructions, but I slid my tail between Briar and my own self a few times, then turned my head and lightly bit his jaw just as the building reached its peak. Something snapped inside me in that moment.

I released a howl of pleasure as I lost feeling and sight, the roaring of my heart in my ears deafening everything else. As my vision slowly came back, I found my limbs nearly useless as they twitched and trembled. I gasped breathlessly, my chest heaving. My heart pounded like a drum in my ears.

"Holy cow, that was hot." rasped Angel, and I glanced at him to see his cock out and in his hand. I blushed. It was enormous.

Briar nodded. "That was insane. I came in my sweatpants."

"Seriously?" Angel laughed. "Wow, our little wolf is something."

"I was ready to burst when his tail started sweeping between us. It felt like a soft brush sliding over my cock, so just as he bit the curve of my jaw, I couldn't hold it."

I pressed my face into the bed and slapped my ears down, trying to overcome my embarrassment. So I had my first orgasm with the help of Briar and Angel. It felt so good. I may just get addicted.

"Sweetheart, you're going to hurt your cute little nose if you lay like that." Angel chuckled, lifting me up.

I turned and hugged his neck. "Um, thank you. I wish I could help you and take care of you like you did for me."

"Oh, sweetheart, you don't need to worry. It's already all taken care of."

I pulled away and left my arms draped over his shoulders. "When?"

"When you orgasmed." Angel grinned, drawing me close for a kiss.

I giggled and pecked Briar's lips next, who looked quite pleased. He slipped off the bed, though.

"I'm goin back to my room to change. You should help Ann clean up." suggested Briar, so Angel scooped me up over his shoulder again as he climbed off the bed.

"See you at lunch, Briar."

"Yep, see you." Briar waved, so I waved back as he closed the door.

Angel chuckled. "And now the wolf and the unicorn can play."

My jaw dropped. "Unicorn? You're a unicorn?"

He paused. "You didn't know?"

"I don't know what I know, really. I know Bri is a black jaguar, I'm a wolf, and Zaire is a snake of some kind. And I think Waltz is a fairy, and Damon is an angel. Dian is a dragon like Alexandre, right? But I don't know what Rose, Gavin, Blaine, and Matteo are."

Angel hummed as he carried me to the bathroom. "You'll find out eventually, sweetheart."

"Mmkay," I grinned, as he set me down on the countertop of the ensuite bathroom. "I like your horn. It looks like it's very sharp."

Angel's fingers twitched. "Yes, it is." he muttered under his breath, his expression darkening.

I thought hard to think of a way to cheer him up, because I knew I screwed up. "I can imagine you bashing through walls with it like a superhero! Like bam!" I exclaimed, mimicking him charging from my spot on the counter.

Bright blue eyes sparkled, which made me grin. It worked.

Angel laughed. "Thank you for your kind words, sweetheart."

Lips landed on mine for a gentle kiss.

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At lunchtime, there was reheated food from a couple days ago that the cook had made. It was yummy, though. It was a homemade mushroom soup with some side dishes, along with cheese and crackers.

Zaire sat alone near the end of the table with a special version of the soup, but he glanced up when I walked by him. I stopped and looked back at his pretty eyes. He hesitated, then his face formed a scowl. He sneered, but I only smiled and rocked on my heels before turning away. I could hear Zaire muttering to himself before I hurried to catch up with Angel.

Lunch had already finished, but I wanted to help with the cleanup. According to Briar, Gavin was on dish duty. I peered through the doorway to see him working away alone.

I wonder why Gavin and Zaire are more of the lone wolf types. Gavin is friendly, but Zaire is not. It makes me curious.

"May I help?"

"Oh shit!" yelped Gavin as he turned around, dropping the bowl he was scrubbing, but I caught it before it could hit the floor. "Oh shit, Anwyll. You really gave me a scare. Thanks for catching the bowl."

I handed it to him with an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry, Gavin. I didn't know I was that quiet."

Gavin chuckled. "You are as quiet as a mouse."

"Rose said that, too." I commented, while I rinsed the soap off my hands. "So may I help?"

"Sure, Anwyll. How about you wash the rest of the dishes, and I will put away the ones in the rack?" he offered, so I accepted his offered handshake.

We got to our tasks in silence, which was fine with me. My ears flicked listening to the clatter on my right. It was soothing to feel the soap on my hands and the rhythmic scrubbing of the rougher side of the sponge. I settled into my usual routine, a hum in the back of my throat. Again, I felt so peaceful doing the tasks that used to be such a fear-inducing part of my day up until the night before last.

"What are you thinking about, Anwyll?" asked Gavin, so I glanced up at him before returning my gaze to the sink.

"The usual. My past."

"Ah, we all do that. We silently compare what we had before to what we have now."

"Mhm," I murmured, but didn't ask about his circumstances for being here. That was impolite. If he wanted to tell me, he would at some point.

"So what were you thinking about to do with your past?"

"I actually enjoy cooking and cleaning, but my mom would make my enjoyments into times of fear. We had a sink with a garbage disposal, so my mom would turn it on and force my hand towards it. She would threaten me using it, which worked pretty well." I laughed weakly, cracking my neck.

"From time to time, she would leave me alone and merely watch me. If she had any inkling to my happiness, she would make sure to beat it out of me. In her words, 'damned ugly liars don't deserve to be happy.' So I was only happy outside with the neighbors' doggies when they'd come to visit. I wasn't safe in my room, if you could call it that. In comparison to my room now, it was like the size of a small doghouse, because it was in the basement closet where she didn't have to look at my ugliness." I laughed, then felt the stinging of my eyes.

"Aw, now I'm crying again. I'm such a crybaby."

Gavin was quiet, but he moved behind me and gave me a hug. I rinsed my hands and awkwardly dried them, but then turned around in his arms and hugged him back.

In an absentminded moment, I knew I felt something odd about his back, but didn't think too much on it. I felt a bit happy in his arms.

I sniffled, but kept most of it back while my tears wet his shirt. Gavin squeezed my body and nosed my head, sighing softly. I felt his breath hit my skin and shivers rolled through me.

"You're a good boy, Anwyll." he finally murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "You survived and now you can live happily here with all of us."

"But what about you and everyone else? I would like it if everyone was happy alongside me."

Gavin's lips curled up against my forehead. "With you, Anwyll, that just might be possible."

I remained quiet, but hugged him a bit tighter.