"Almost there," the leading goblin panted, pointing towards the jagged entrance of a dark cave.
"Stay behind me!" he ordered as they reached the makeshift traps they had laid hours ago.
Crisscrossed twine and pressure plates waited in the dark undergrowth, their presence concealed beneath layers of leaves and tangled vines.
One of the wolves stopped, sensing a shift in the air pressure of the narrow path. Static buzzed from its fangs and it fired another shot, illuminating the wet dark with a stark flash of light.
A dart struck the ground near the last goblin, shocking a puff of earth into the air before they could duck. Into the black mouth of the cavern, the goblins threw themselves down like they were stones cast into the deep into the piles of fresh monster corpses sat rotting and stinking from the kills of previous battles.
"Cover yourselves!" one of them whispered through shaking teeth.
The trio squeezed their frail frames between cold, unmoving limbs of slain Deathweaver spiders and other prey, burying their smell under the rancid scent of death. Heartbeats throbbed in their throats, loud as drums in a silent room. They dared not sneeze, blink or twitch a finger.
Sweat poured from their foreheads and down their chins in thin rivulets while they waited in the stifling heat of decay.
Outside, heavy breathing echoed down into the depths of the earth. The first Lightning Wolf proceeded, its feet stepping against damp stone to avoid unseen springs and triggers. The second followed closely behind, ears perked up.
They circled slowly, snorting and scanning for heat and life among the carnage. With no movement detected and the smell of ozone fading from their fur, they deemed it safe for now.
The first wolf tore a piece of rotting meat free from the corpse pile, shuddering slightly when the smell wafted up its nostrils. The flavor was peculiarly intense, almost sickeningly good, sweeter than the normal beasts it had consumed. Its tongue darted out, licking at the exposed flesh before tearing in again.
The second wolf stepped closer, lowering its snout to take its share of the feast when suddenly something hard and fast slammed down. It was the first wolf's leg, pressing into the damp rock floor. A huge heat emanated from between its own hind legs where fur had shifted to hide the swelling, growing form.
And it was hot like magma.
The wolf's body seemed to glisten under a thin layer of slime residue, as if absorbing its warmth from the cave wall and the blood below. Now the beast was ready for something other than mere sustenance. Under its twitching flank, the fur receded to reveal a big, dark crimson shaft erupting from its crotch. Thick veiny cords of heat-wired cock surged to the size of a thick branch, steaming in the cool cavern air.
The second wolf thrashed violently, its eyes widening in confusion. Its fur rippled with residual electricity while hot saliva dripped from its maw, a wet whimper rumbling deep in its throat. It had expected hunger to overwhelm its instincts, yet the familiar urge to feed was strangely absent.
The first wolf bit the air where a mouth would have spoken, a strange feeling rolling through its gut.
It hissedsilently, or maybe it was just a noise. One wordless surge of pure instinct broke over them like a wave in the current. A powerful thrust was the opening ritual of their mating.
It was a sight to be held with horror, beauty or amazement when the first wolf's cock surged up, thick like a dark red whip.
*squelch… squelch…*
Then down it went into the tightest hole a female might offer.
But wait, both were male!
Deep, slick and perfectly warm with its own pre-heat from electric nature. The second wolf arched high, accepted the burden. Heat became friction, friction became fire, and the small cave started to glow brighter under this act of mating.
They began a rhythmic, piston-like dance of mating.
*plap… plap…*
Their hindquarters clapped hard against each other's with every thrust and withdrew of that dark red shaft, sliding in and out in a blurring rhythm. Each pounding strike against rock or ground would generate sparks or static electricity flying off. Every inch of muscle bulged with coiled lightning energy that made the air hum dangerously high.
The temperature of their bodies felt so strong that the shadows they cast actually started to writhe under the flicker of light they created themselves.
For every push, it seemed more than the hole would contain it. With a guttural roar, the wolf on top found its peak. A tidal rush of semen burst from its crimson cockhead, shooting a hot, thick stream deep into the bowels of the mate below it. The liquid filled the organ, surging through it like molten magma through a volcanic fissure.
The second wolf's spine shuddered wildly from the impact. The cave became a thunder box of light and sound, the air filled with ozone and a pungent scent of musk.
The wolf continued to pound even after that first release, driving it's cock deep, their bodies burned brighter with raw power.
Now came the transformation, the swelling began at the base where the shaft met the anus ring of the wolf below. Skin pulled tight against the straining blood vessels. With each pulse, it got bigger and bigger, growing thicker than anything natural could be until it expanded to form a giant knot. This swelling knot was jammed hard into the stretched asshole, sealing them together in a position of absolute humiliation.
The first wolf was on top like a lover in full ecstasy. Their bodies moved slowly away, one pulling, but they had little choice when tied by such means, only one was forced to take.
When the base of the knot settled completely, the second wolf couldn't fight but twitched instead, feeling the pressure rising again until its own balls shook before erupting, splashing the cold floor with a hot trail of cum while quivering and squirming.
They were both stuck, locked in that embarrassing moment for who knows how long.
A goblin inside the dark space let a loud gulping. "What are they doing," he whispered with a mix of confusion and shame in his voice.
"I think they were fucking," the lead goblin muttered through a grim smile on his lips.
They all felt something swell behind their own balls at just seeing such raw and vivid displays.
The injured goblin tilted his head as he heard the answer. "How did you know?"
"I don't know, the word just popped into my head," the leader goblin stammered to answer the question that had burned in the others' brains moments before. "Shit, you know, I feel hot right now." His groin twitched instinctively when watching the lightning wolves locked together in a messy knotting sex.
That animalistic drive seemed to radiate from the beasts as heat in a cold, damp air, making all senses fade except the need to watch.
One of the goblins leaped from the corpse pile with a stupid, wide grin splitting across his face and greed in his eyes. "That's what you get you stupid dogs!"
He tried to kick his leg high to strike the snout of the closest wolf but missed.
Their paws scraped against stone, launching them sideways with electric agility. It was impressive how fluid and coordinated their movement was even if they were stuck with one of them breeding another like they were on strings.
The one without the knot burst into motion, jaws snapping. It's claws flew toward the intruding goblin. In an instant it pinned the green creature to the hard stone with a claw digging into the goblin's shoulder, knocking his balance into the dirt.
"What are you doing? Let go of me, you stupid dog!" the trapped goblin shrieked, his cry a high pitch, thrashing under the weight of the beast.
His fingers clawed for purchase on the ground as the wolf sank its teeth into the leather loincloth that covered the small, frail goblin cock. With one mighty tug, the material split cleanly and the goblin was left exposed on his stomach.
The huge crimson cock rose, erect and humming with energy before the wolf lifted the goblin and ready to plug him up.
The goblin small and hard green dick wiggled in panic below the heat of the creature radiated, a taste of fear washing away whatever lust he had earlier. The beast dropped a claw across his back, pinning him with ease even when his muscles tried to push upwards with every instinct of survival.