He does, and more than that

Hunter looked at his frightened wife, seeking a way to comfort her. With sudden inspiration he moved forward and laid his head in her lap with a little sighing huff of breath as he looked up at her. He wagged his tail slowly as he gently rubbed his head against her.

"He's trying to tell you he loves you," Lyndsey said softly as she hugged Jess with one arm. Jess gave her a glance, then looked down at Hunter with a weak smile that failed to hide her fear. She reached out a tentative hand and touched his head, smoothing the fur with her gentle hand. He turned his head and licked her hand, his eyes not leaving hers.

Biting her lip, she scratched behind his ear and he flickered them and gave a little growl of pleasure, turning his head so she could do a thorough job. She gave a soft giggle as she rubbed his fur, and he could sense her fear slowly draining away.

"Hunter?" she murmured. "That's really you. I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it." He licked her thigh again and she gave a little shudder of excitement. "You smell so good," she purred as she rubbed his ears, leaning forward to hug his shaggy head. Lyndsey reached out a hand and scratched his ear, gently stroking his fur. He could smell the rising aroma of both women, both of growing aroused as they cuddled him.

"You slept with my husband, didn't you?" Jess asked softly, not looking at the younger woman. "After he rescued you?"

"Yes," Lyndsey answered, her voice very quiet.

"Please don't take him from me. You're so much prettier than I am, but I couldn't live without him."

"He loves you," Lyndsey said quietly. "He doesn't love me."

"I'm not a very good lover," Jess said with a sad little sigh. "I think I bore him."

Hunter gave a low growl, shaking his head slowly and licking Jess again. She quivered and suppressed a moan as she continued to scratch his ears and bury her face in his fur. Her aroma was a palpable thing, filling his nostrils with her her intoxicating scent. He lifted his head, using his snout to push her back on the couch, then grabbing her t-shirt between his teeth. With a sudden tug he ripped it, tearing it half off her body as she squeaked in surprise, her pert breasts bouncing merrily.

"Oh my God!" she yelped. "Hunter! What are you doing? Oh my God!"

For answer he climbed part way onto the couch his tongue lapping over her quivering flesh, teasing her stiffening nipples. She moaned, leaning back and twining her fingers in his fur, pulling her body against him. She gasped at the feel of his rough tongue on her tender flesh, squirming as he lapped at her.

"He wants you," Lyndsey murmured, stroking his fur.

"Oh my God! Did you...did you....did he...he fuck you when he was like this?" Jess gasped as she looked at Lyndsey.

"Yes....and it was wonderful..." the blonde girl murmured as Hunter grabbed his wife's pyjama shorts between his teeth and tugged at them. Whimpering, Jess pushed them down her hips, biting her lip and looking anxiously at Hunter. He growled softly and licked her pubic mound, tasting her as the aroma of her heat rose around him. She spread her thighs with a gasp and he teased his tongue between her folds, opening her to let her nectar flow. She arched her back and raised herself to him, whimpering as he lapped at her.

"Let him," Lyndsey said softly as she caressed the older woman's hair, bending to kiss the top of her head. "Let him take you."