Ask to suck Argus' cock

"Skoll..." you moan as he maneuvers himself closer, grabbing on to Ghost's tail to keep his balance as he plunges his cock into you. "Skoll, please...I need more."

"Sweet thing, there ain't room for any more," he says with a chuckle.

"I- I want a cock in my mouth," you say. "I want all my holes filled. Please, let Argus fuck my mouth."

Skoll's rhythm falters as he leans sideways to look around Ghost's ass at you. "Are you sure? He's the omega; his cock isn't good enough for a sweet bitch like you."

"He's still part of the pack," you say, "and I want to be fucked by all of you."

"Hear that, Argus?" Skoll calls. "It's your lucky day. You better thank our bitch for being so nice to you."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Argus practically sobs as he crawls over. He places his knees on one side of you and Noir, and his paws on the other, his cock hanging down in your face. You reach up, rubbing his furry balls with one hand as the other guides his cockhead to your mouth. You massage the tip with your lips and tongue, making him pant and whine, his whole body shaking, then you open wide and slurp him down, swallowing his cock deep into your throat. You pull at his hips, encouraging him to thrust, and he fucks your mouth with a savage desperation.

Above you and below you, Ghost and Noir begin to rock their bodies, sliding in and out of you a couple of inches, but the feeling is intense, and when Skoll drives his rigid pole deep into your ass, you can't stop your body from bucking, the pleasure thundering through you, like a bolt of lightning in your groin. You scream around the cock in your throat and cum hard, splattering jizz across your own chest and in Ghost's fur.

Skoll pounds you harder, panting and grunting as he slams his cock as deep as it will go, the three cocks rubbing together as they grind against your prostate. Your legs jerk as wave after wave of unbearable pleasure rolls through you, your cock jerking helplessly as your balls draw up again and again, trying to eject another load, but you are completely empty.

Noir cums first, howling in your ear as he floods your passage with his seed, and Ghost is quick to follow. Their wet heat, sliding over your insides, makes you moan, and Argus loses it, shooting his cream down your throat as you swallow, milking every last drop out of him. Skoll lasts longest, drilling you hard and mercilessly until he finally throws back his head and howls, his cock deep inside you as he dumps his load.

Utterly exhausted, the five of you can barely manage to untangle yourselves before you sprawl across the cushions, gasping, panting, and moaning as the lingering aftershocks of your intense orgasms shudder through you. The first to gather enough strength to move is Argus, who squirms over to your side.

"Thank you for including me," he says, nuzzling your cheek before starting to clean you up, his warm tongue bathing your chest as he licks away the cum.

"No problem," you say with a sigh. When you're reasonably clean and able to stand, you bid the wolves farewell. "I wish I could stay," you tell them, "but once these spells wear off, I won't be nearly as much fun to fuck."

"We'd be careful," Noir says.

"No," Skoll says. "He's right. Without the magic, we'd hurt him, possibly even kill him, and I don't want to risk our sweet bitch. It was amazing. Thank you."

"Thank you," you tell them, and you mean it. This was the most intense, pleasurable, and fulfilling experience of your life. You're not sure you can go back to being a simple Adventurer after having been the wolf pack's beloved bitch. As you walk from the cavern and step out into the warm sun, your resolve fails and you spin around to go back to them, but the cave is gone. Hell, the fucking mountain is gone, and you find yourself standing at the base of a tall, black tower.

The tower of the evil sorcerer.