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Suel and his mate embark upon an unforgettable adventure in search of exotic pleasures. After taking a hippogryph to Feralas, Suel decides to give the randy beast a handy reward. Disappointed by his lack of subtlety, his mate rushes him away from the blissful creature just as it reaches the height of its climax. Together, they argue a bit, spill some of their lust, and stumble upon a foreign farm filled with exotic creatures. The strange architecture sends a strange vibe down Jerv's spine, yet Suel ignores his mate's pestering carefulness and goes to play around with the creatures.

His luck runs out when a foreign presence puts them to sleep. Suel awakes in a dark cellar, tied and helpless. The owner reveals himself and puts them both on through a trial of endurance. Suel soon finds out he bit way more than he can chew this time.

How much cock and seed can two wolvars take before they give in to the waves of unbridled pleasure? Read the story and find the answer to this mystery!

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The pathways of Darnassus were always a joy to follow. Lanterns illuminated the old cobbles with their faint icy radiance. In the bright sun of morning, that light was barely noticeable, yet to Suel it still resembled the faint trace of the ephemeral wisps. He didn't see many of them traveling from the warrior's terrace to the portal leading to Rut'Theran, a small harbor dwelling at the base of the world tree of Teldrassil.

"Is Feralas the ideal destination?" Suel asked, bumping against his mate, a wolvar both lighter in build and color.

"Ideal?" Jerv sidestepped a rushing human, preventing a rough impact. The road was packed with night elves, animals, and adventurers of all kind rushing about. "Maybe no, but that's where I want to go. I heard it's warm and nice, just like home."

Home... how Jerv remained attached to that jungle remained a mystery. Trees were everywhere, and variety scarce, just like the wildlife. There was no diversity compared to what the other continents of Azeroth offered. Suel sighed, deciding to please his mate. She did decide to finally come out of her home, after all, even if the terms became ridiculous. For how beautiful and intelligent she was, Jerv could be quite a pest sometimes.

"Oh well, Feralas it is," Suel swished his tail and nodded his head in agreement. "But Un'Goro has better diversity when it comes to animals, and you know it."

"Maybe I do, but dinos and pterrordax are decisively less fluffier than wolves, bears, and whatever else we'll find in Feralas." Jerv winked. She took upon one of the smaller bridges leading to the Temple of the Moon. The tranquility was a welcome relief from the bustling crowd. Jer'v paws clicked softly on the stone, adding a pleasant vibe to the water flowing underneath.

"I'll give you plenty of fluffy, if that's what you want," Suel nuzzled into her neck. He licked her warm reddish fur until he reached the white underside of an ear. She twitched it, turning her head around to meet Suel's. He had no time to admire her beauty. Jerv pushed her black nose against Suel's, emerald eyes squinting mischievously.

"Later, dear. We have a bird to catch," she smiled, then walked forward, swishing her fluffy tail in Suel's face.

She always teased like that, and Suel could never be mad at her for long. He shook his head and walked behind her, peeking under her bushy tail. He tasted her holes many times, yet even now his tongue moved restlessly inside his muzzle. She smelled so sweet and suave, almost like a ripe fruit ready to be plucked.

Suel inhaled her scent, allowing it to flare his senses. Jerv liked to walk around naked. Her flame feather necklace and her armbands were the only clothing she ever wore, and for sensitive noses like Suel's, that stirred certain urges. He felt his member stirring inside his sheath, poking its black tip through the fleshy tip of his sheath. He placed his black paw over it, forcing the unruly erection back. He was still in a very public capital city, and-

"Elune's light upon you," A voice said from behind.

Suel whirled his head around, muffling a startled yelp when the huge fiery eyes of a Nightsaber stared into his. The cat sniffed him curiously. It started innocently enough, until the heated air and the cat's lips found Suel's member. Its tongue poked out, dashing a quick, slimy line along Suel's balls, sheath, and all the way up to the throbbing tip of his cock.

"Ghh, you too," Suel said to the night elf riding upon the magnificent cat's back. The rider frowned, weirded out by the thoughtless reply, and nudged his feline forward. The cat growled softly at its master.

Suel didn't stay there to explain. He exploited the short distraction and ran up to Jerv. She yelped softly, but didn't ask before joining Suel in his mad dash.

"I just realized Feralas is a great destination for our travels. We should make haste!" he said as he ran towards the hippogryph roost.

"That didn't take long to consider," Jerv chuckled, smiling widely as she caught up. "What changed your mind?"

"You," Suel said, looking ahead. He was afraid that if he stared into those emerald eyes much longer, he was going to take his mate there and then.

Jerv laughed and treated him with a quick lick mid dash. Compliments had a way of turning her into a sweetheart, and Suel had no complaints. Mostly. He slowed down, just before they reached the central tree that acted as a bank for the resident night elves. Suel was more than weary to approach the hippogryph roost, but he did it nonetheless, throbbing with every step. Jerv looked at his cock and winked. Suel covered his poking erection with a paw and walked slower, waiting until the bargaining worgen flew away on a white speckled hippogryph.

"Elune's light, travelers," the flight master turned towards the two wolvar once he found himself free.

"Elune'adore," Suel said quickly, eyeing the two remaining beasts. He saw tails. And sheaths. And balls too. His blood quickened, and so did his member. Suel pressed harder against his crotch, feeling his moist cock slip between his fingers. He had to be fast, lest he released into his own paw.

"I need to mount one of your hippogryphs in Feralas," Suel blurted out.

"Careful what you say," Jerv whispered, shielding Suel's maleness with her tail.

The night elf chuckled. Was he on to something? Suel had no time to think. His hand drew back, pinched by Jerv's claws.

"I mean fly to Feralas, and then mount-"

"My mate is a bit distracted," Jerv interrupted, moving in front of Suel to block out his growing erection. "What he means is that we need one of your mounts to fly us all the way to Feralas."

"Oh, traveling. I was thinking..." he laughed, brushing it off with a quick gesture. "Doesn't matter what I was thinking. It's not every day we see your kin in Darnassus. You two are...worgen?"

"Wolvar," Jerv corrected with a curt growl. "A lot cuter, fluffier, and smarter than those big lumbering beasts."

"Mhm. I certainly agree with that," the night elf said, walking closer to the remaining hippogryphs. "Now come and tell me your pick,"

"The male," the wolvars said at the same time.

The night elf smiled. "May I ask why?"

"They have greater stamina," Jerv said quickly.

"Fly faster too," Suel chipped in.

"Gender is actually irrelevant, and these two beauties are both males, so there's no need to quarrel," he rubbed their beaks with a hand, making the beasts coo with delight. "Should I prepare both of them?"

"No," Jerv said, looking back at Suel. "Unless you want to... you know..."

"We'll ride the same beast," Suel licked his muzzle. "Ride on the same mount, I mean."

"As you wish."

Suel fished into his pouch and handed the coins to Jerv. She took them with a big suggestive smile on her face and handed the silvers for the journey. They both stepped while the night elf checked the saddle and the supply packs.

"Ride the same beast?" Jerv whispered, nipping Suel's ear. "That was quite a funny quip on your part."

"Not when you're a male," Suel whined. More than half his member poked out of his stretched sheath. "You should see how it is when everybody stares at your crotch."

"They already do, and I don't mind that one bit. My fur is the only cover I need."

They talked and argued while the night elf finished his check-up.

"All ready," the night elf took the hippogryph by his silvery reins and led him closer to the two wolvar. The beast had midnight feathers topped with cobalt edges, radiant green eyes, and two horns to match its long, pointy beak. He bowed his head at the sight of the two wolvar and turned around, tail swishing slowly from side to side.

Suel allowed Jerv to stay in the front. She crouched, leaping upon the beast's back without any trouble. The hippogryph beat his wings, cawing softly.

"Was that too sudden?" Jerv asked, concerned.

"He carried Tauren," the night elf chuckled. "Your weight is like a feather in the wind."

"Oh good. Come on then, mate," Jerv looked behind and stroke the animal's back. "We're waiting."

Suel tensed. He liked the smoothness of that caress. How her fingers slid against the grey spotted fur, dangerously close to the hippogryph's rump. His midnight tail shifted out of the way, revealing a looming black hole, and underneath two heavy spheres encased in the softest pouch of a male's anatomy. Suel bit his tongue. It took great restraint to avoid shifting into horse and claim that beautiful beast.

"Suel!" Jerv hissed.

Suel blinked. He had to jump like Jerv, otherwise the elf would catch quite a sight. Suel calculated the speed and the distance, then backed off to gain extra momentum. He made the same jump, meeting the hippogryph's black butt mid air. He fell on his back, yelping over Jerv's laughter.

"Cat form is a lot better suited for leaps," Suel snarled.

"I can see that, along with..."

"Don't even say it," Suel collected himself. He threw the night elf an annoying glare, silencing his stupid attempts at holding back laughter.

The hippogryph crouched, allowing Suel to climb on his back. Settling was a bit of a problem with an erection. Suel shifted uncomfortably. Too far to the left and his sack hurt. Too far to the right, and his balance wavered. He had to sit perfectly in the middle, and poke Jerv's tailhole in the process.

She found that infuriatingly amusing, unlike Suel. He grabbed her lean waist and pressed his fingers inside the white fluff of her belly. "Laugh more, and I'll tickle."

"Hrr, so fearsome," Jerv purred softly. "Go then. Tickle me. Tickle me harrrrd!" she chirred at him, tongue lashing playfully across Suel's muzzle.

That gave him no choice. Suel frowned with determination and scratched her belly. She didn't squirm much until he dipped a finger between her fleshy lips. Jerv yelped with surprise, tugging the reins towards her. The hippogryph leaped straight into the air, flapping his powerful wings with obvious desperation.

"Not so hard!" Suel shouted.

"I can't control him!" Jerv yelped, hanging onto the reins for dear life. Both wolvar closed their eyes against the rapid ascent, growling and howling in panic. Suel felt his stomach twist inside out as their mount speared through the canopy of the great trees. It was fast and wild, but stopped only after a few frenzied heartbeats. With a last, powerful flap of his red tinted wings, the beast straightened its path and glided towards the northern sea.

Suel took a deep breath of air. He was safe. He wasn't falling nor dying.

"That's what you get for cheating," Jerv gripped his hands with one of hers. "Now behave. If I find your fingers anywhere near my crotch, I will throw you off my hippogryph and take him all for myself."

That was an honest threat, albeit quite amusing. Suel placed his arms at a respectable level above her wet mounds and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"Alright, you win."

"You're never so easy!" she protested.

Suel licked his muzzle, coughing.

"Dizzy?"

"A little bit," Suel admitted. "I can dive twice as fast in flight form, yet I can barely stomach an ascent in wolvar form."

"We aren't meant to fly on our own, dear mate," Jerv teased. "Spend more than a week as a wolvar, and you will know what that means."

"I don't want to," Suel said, pulling his head back. "Smelling and tasting the world as an animal is...different. Revitalizing, somehow."

"I know," Jerv said quickly.

"No you don't," Suel pointed out. "It's not the same when you gaze through Skoll or Loque'nahak."

"Sure it is," Jerv said. "My link allows me to feel everything they feel on the most intimate level you can possibly imagine. So in a way, I become one of them, even if my body doesn't shift."

Suel smiled. "You would know everything about intimacy with beasts, wouldn't you?"

"Just like my mate," Jerv gave Suel a fond lick across his nose. "Sightseeing through a male when he thinks of nothing but mating and mounting is quite enthralling."

"How does it feel?" Suel asked.

Jerv blinked her eyes, staring dreamily. "It's...unique. You males are so different. You get aroused so quickly, and the way you throb and bob and thrust is exciting. Very arousing, to say the least..." she licked Suel's muzzle again, sharing more of her warm saliva with him.

Suel kissed her. He pulled her into a proper embrace and pressed his muzzle against her. She moaned softly, allowing his tongue to slide all the way into her mouth. Their tongues played and danced around each other in a long and enticing game of love and affection. Suel whined, pressing his throbbing need against Jerv's tailhole. She continued the kiss, allowing him to hump to his heart's desire. They both knew the impossibility of a penetration mid flight, and that made Jerv all the feistier. She pulled back from the kiss, licked Suel all over his head, then kissed him again until his warm seed started leaking out.

"Oops," she smiled, grazing Suel's chin playfully.

The male whined, nipping and licking around her beautiful white muzzle. "You are such a tease. Why did I pick such a cruel mate?"

"Why indeed?" Jerv asked, sneaking one of her hands underneath Suel's crotch. She gently gropped his balls, then turned her palm around, gripping his entire erection. "I believe we both know the answer to that."

Suel whimpered with need and thrust further into Jerv's warm grip. His lubricated cock slid easily along her soft fur, making for a delicate and highly arousing caress. His balls clenched, shooting out a quick jet of precum. Jerv smiled, gripping his cock tighter. Suel thrust again, then again, finding his mobility suddenly restricted.

"I like how it feels," Jerv said. "The way it jolts and hardens before every spurt. You want me, don't you?"

Suel nodded, licking needily along her muzzle. She closed her eyes, basking in the warm affection.

"Mhmmm. Your desire is hard and strong, just like your cock," she played a finger along the tip, blocking one of Suel's warm streams.

Suel's jaw tensed. The hot jets shot hard against the obstruction, warming his sensitive tip with shocking bursts of pleasure.

Jerv slid her paw closer to his crotch, gripping the hard knot hidden underneath the overly stretched sheath. "Tell me, Suel. How much do you want me?" she gripped the base of the cock with two fingers, slowly forcing the slimy sheath back over the budging knot. "I want to hear you say it."

"More than you can think of," Suel whimpered.

"And if you took me? What would you do to me?" Jerv said, licking Suel's muzzle seductively.

Suel tried to catch her tongue, but she was too quick. The streams of precum distracted him. He wasn't even inside her, and he was already throbbing harder than ever.

"I would tie you," he thrust, forcing his swollen knot against the grip of her paw. "And then I would fill and stretch you until your throat is raw and your maw limp from the moans and yelps of pleasure."

"So feisty!" She pushed her tongue inside Suel's muzzle during a fit of whimpering. He kissed her lustfully, humping her hand with increased ferocity. His knot inched free, little by little, stretching the sheath with ecstatic bursts of pleasure.

Jerv's fingers moved behind his knot. The lessening pressure allowed Suel a bit of room to breathe before the air left his lungs in a rush. Jerv clamped down behind his knot, forcing it out in a sudden burst of oozing precum and mind twisting pleasure. Suel's balls tightened, and his crotch tensed harder than ever, ready to expel the seed churning within.

Jerv gripped hard, making her wolvar mate howl with unleashing lust.

He thrust into Jerv's paw like a wild bear, unleashing a torrent of seed under her tailhole. Jerv's eyes widened, and her hackles rose, revealing her pristine fangs. She opened her maw, then clamped her jaws around Suel's, forcing his yelps into submission. Their tongues emerged, twisting and curling around each other.

The warmth was too much for Suel to bear. He pressed his tip as close as he could to Jerv's tailhole and ejaculated the rest of his seed. His spasming member hardened inside her grip, shooting out its load in waves of milky delight. The gooey fluid rammed against Jerv's puckered tailhole, forcing a soft whimper out of her throat. She gripped harder around Suel's rock hard knot, flaring his lust. Wave after wave he unleashed, melting in the intense pleasure until his throbs finally lessened.

She pulled back both her hand and her head, blinking her emerald eyes once she saw the mess under her beautiful tail. "You had quite a bit in you."

Suel sighed blissfully. He was still leaned against her, ejaculating the remains of his burning lust. "Would have been more if you allowed me inside you."

"On the back of a hippogryph?" Jerv chuckled.

"Why not? He doesn't mind."

"And how would you know?" Jerv pressed.

"Because...I just do," Suel answered.

Jerv closed her eyes. She went completely still for a few seconds, then smiled, baring her dripping fangs.

"You checked him, didn't you?" Suel asked hesitantly.

"Yes. The poor thing is almost as aroused as you were, and there isn't much we can do about his burden."

Suel sighed. She was right. The smell of their arousal drove the poor bird mad with lust. "Maybe when we land..."

"It will be too late. I am quite certain he will orgasm on his own," Jerv said. "I have seen my pets do that during my needy times."

"And you did nothing about their needs?"

"Not for a while, no. There is something enticing about having aroused males sniff, walk, and whine around you with obvious signs of arousal."

"You are a tease," Suel said.

"Yes, but I am your tease," Jerv shot back with a warm smile. They kissed again, then filled in the rest of the time with talk and other distractions. The hippogryph did cum, as they expected, unleashing his lust with a feral shriek. The poor bird almost dropped from the sky at the peak of its pleasure, forcing the two wolvar to huddle against each other. They laughed merrily, wondering where the precious seed fell. Suel hoped it was tasted by an animal, while Jerv was less optimistic.

They arrived in New Astranaar just before sundown. Jerv dismounted first, collapsing in a heap. Suel found that quite amusing until his numb legs gave way under him. The flight master, a night elf female of young age rushed to help them until Suel stopped her with a raised paw.

"We're fine. Just a bit numb."

She nodded and talked to two other humans that arrived at the same time. Suel scrambled on his feet and patted the hippogryph's rump.

"What are you doing?" Jerv whispered.

Suel pointed towards its tail and peeked his head around. His eyes widened, and a soft gasp escaped his half-opened muzzle. His heavy balls weighted his sack so much, it dangled way below what Suel knew of hippogryphs.

"He's huge!" Suel whispered with admiration.

"Good, now can we slink away before things get weird?"

Suel didn't listen. He went around the beast and gripped his sack inside a paw. The hippogryph raised his tail, hole clenching with expectation. Suel's heart raced. This one was most definitely used to pleasure.

"Suel!" Jerv hissed, gripping his shoulder.

He didn't listen, quickly sliding his paw until he found the hippogryph's cock. It was already half erect, throbbing with need and expectation. Suel grabbed the tip in a rush, rubbing around the sensitive flare. He knew how delightful that was for a hippogryph.

Jerv pulled him back, though not before Suel inserted a finger into the hippogryph's lubricated tip. The beast arched its back, wings lifted to their whole, magnificent span. He thrust forward, crying out a strange sound as his erect cock slapped against the midnight feathers of his belly. Then, with a long thrust, he burst, shooting out ropes of milky semen on the grass below.

The night elf shouted something, pushing both wolvar away as she took control of the lustful beast.

"Cat. Shift," Jerv commanded.

Suel shifted in an instant, finding himself with quite a noticeable weight on his back. Jerv kicked her legs, urging him to run away and escape before things got really weird.

Suel dashed, claws unsheathed for extra speed. In a couple of strides, he entered the thick jungle, where the dense vegetation protected them against watchful eyes.

Jerv jumped off once they gained a measure of distance. "You're so stupid sometimes. You can get needy with me, but doing it where others can see and judge us is just...agh!"

Suel allowed her a bit of space while she ranted. Once she cooled off, he brushed between her legs, purring softly.

"Purrs are not enough to bargain for my forgiveness. You could have attracted attention!" she slapped his flank. "The wrong kind of attention, you stupid cat!"

Suel didn't mind a bit of rough handling. He lifted his tail, presenting her with quite a sight. Two swollen orbs trapped in a white pouch, with just the right amount of cock showing underneath.

"That's it. I'm not even petting you anymore," Jerv retrieved her hand and walked forward. "And I am definitely not helping you with that!"

Suel matched her pace, brushing against her with every chance. Jerv's love for felines was a bit of a weakness when she was not completely pissed. Unfortunately for Suel, she kind of was. They walked, then ran, and walked until their breaths became longer and their throats drier.

"You little furred pest. I already told you I-" Jerv bit back her words when Suel dropped on the ground and started licking himself fondly. There was rustling nearby, along with the thundering hoof beats of a galloping horse. Somebody was coming, and Suel cared only for his cock. He mewled lustfully as the barbs of his tongue entwined with the flaring barbs of his cock.

"Tell me you hear that," she crouched before him, eyes narrowing with irritation.

Suel looked at her, blinked his azure eyes, then resumed his slurps.

"Suel, there's a rider approaching!" Jerv pinched one of his ears.

Suel growled softly. He licked and pushed underneath his cock, pushing it with his nose. Somehow, it felt a lot better when he pushed his erection towards his clenching tailhole.

"Oh, screw this," Jerv cursed and gripped the feline cock between her fingers. It only took a few well placed strokes and a considerate amount of pressure to quicken Suel's climax. His body arched, his fingers spread underneath the warm shivers coursing through his tensing muscles, and his milky seed burst hard out of his spasming member. Jerv took the first spurt straight into her muzzle. She closed her eyes and growled, earning another between the eyes before she blocked the warm stream with her paw.

"You bastard," she snarled, milking Suel's cock for all its worth. "You could have cummed somewhere else."

Where and how didn't matter to Suel. He emptied his ballsack with rapid throbs until his underside was a dripping mess of fur clumps and feline semen.

"Alright, you're done. Lets go!" Jerv urged. She wiped her face and licked her muzzle just before the rider thundered past them. He was an alliance warrior clad in armor that didn't even spare a glance.

"I often said you worry over nothing," Suel chuckled, waving a paw at the departing rider.

He earned a smack over his muzzle for that. Perhaps mirth was not the best choice he picked. Still, the fulfillment of a throughout ejaculation brushed pain and irritation away. He apologized to Jerv, but it took more than that to soothe her distress. Suel took her deep into the vast wilderness, showing her the luxurious vegetation and the beasts inhabiting it. Those were the best medicine for an irritated hunter, and Suel tracked down several bears, two wolves, and even a wild hippogryph. By the time the fiery sun of late evening set, the two wolvar were walking side by side, talking humorous jokes to each other.

"We should find a place to camp for the night," Jerv said.

"There," Suel pointed towards a few flickering lights. "Some alliance mage built a tower for research purposes."

"Are you afraid of sleeping in the open?"

"Of course not," Suel said. "I'm just a bit hungry, and I don't feel like hunting."

They both agreed on that. Hunting wildlife just after seeing it was a bit cruel and unneeded. They walked towards the light until the forest gave way to a farm. It didn't look like any farm Suel saw. The refined edges of the main building and the white stone were as bizarre as the beasts inhabiting the pens.

"I thought you said tower," Jerv pointed out.

"It...was. Maybe we got a bit lost," Suel looked around, trying to determine his position.

"Whatever," Jerv turned away from him. "The forest is still a better place than that."

"What's wrong with it?" Suel asked.

"It has elements of elven architecture, Suel."

"So? It can belong to a high elf," Suel shrugged. He never knew why his mate was so obsessed with elves and other humanoids.

"And when was the last time you saw one of these high elves?" Jerv crossed her arms, waiting.

"A while ago, in Hinterlands," Suel explained.

"Exactly," Jerv said. "It's a home far from home, and I am willing to bet one of those weird blood elves claimed it."

Suel found himself in agreement. He looked towards the beast pens. There were wolves in there. And gryphons. And all manner of other exotic creatures ready to be inspected or taken.

"We can take a quick peek at least."

"I'm not interested," Jerv shook her head.

"Not even at finding a new exotic pet to tame?"

Suel had her at that. Her eyes glimmered with desire, and she joined in an instant, forgetting about elves and blood elves and other nonsense. Animals were the only constant. They walked towards the pens, inspecting the fine specimens resting inside. The animals were spread into pens depending on gender rather than species. Wolves slept underneath the wings of a chimera, and felines cuddled against bunnies. The rules of nature made no sense here, and that made for quite an intriguing sight.

"See anything you like?" Suel whispered, tiptoeing around two hippogryphs.

"That chillwind chimera caught my eye, but...it's taken, Suel. We should just get away and leave this elf alone with his beasts."

"We will in just a moment. Please keep watch while I'm doing my thing."

"What?" Jerv hissed. "I thought we-"

"Watch," Suel pointed, zipping her muzzle with a paw. "Tell me if anyone is approaching until I..."

"Do what?" Jerv threw it aside.

"Inspect that cuddly gryphon," he smiled meekly.

Jerv rolled her eyes and snarled "You want to pleasure it."

"It's just a quicky! Just give me a minute, and we're gone," Suel said.

"Half. And be quick."

Suel jumped over the fence. He had such a wide collection of balls, and all their owners were asleep. He crouched, touching two wolves, a feline, and several other animals before getting to his gryphon. The bird blinked his amber eyes lazily. Suel cupped the large golden spheres inside a hand and squeezed softly. The bird chirped lazily, kicking a hind leg lethargically.

"You carry quite a load in here. What if I help you a little?"

Suel got another chirp in response. He started stroking the sheath, forcing the gryphon's paws to spread and unsheathe their claws. The bird rumbled softly, wings trembling weakly as he rolled on his back. Then, he started humping into Suel's paw, revealing more of his barbed cock.

"Ghh, you're so eager," Suel crouched, giving it a quick lick. It had a sweet tang to it, and the barbs felt magnificent on his tongue. He kept licking and sucking until a moan caught his attention. He perked his head and froze. Jerv was crouching towards the ground, pushing her wet snatch against the wet muzzle of a feline. The cat licked with slow, slurping sounds, making his mate moan all the louder.

"Jerv!" Suel hissed.

A squeal answered him, and he was quite sure Jerv didn't release it. Suel released the gryphon just as he started to spend his seed and turned towards the source of the noise. An Ashmane boar stood before him, head low, crimson tuft raised along its spine.

"Easy there," Suel said, focusing on a hibernation spell. "I can-"

The boar charged before he finished his words. Suel leaped out of the way just in time. The boar surged past him, his humongous balls slapping against his meaty legs.

"Big..." Suel observed, squinting his eyes. A presence appeared behind the boar, calming it.

"Jerv, there's a-"

His mate collapsed long before she turned around. Suel focused moonfire, then felt his consciousness slip far faster than he could blink. He passed out, with the image of the boar's heavy balls flickering before his darkening vision.

Suel awoke to the sound of his name.

'Suel!"

He blinked his eyes open, seeing only a brown haze. He was in a cave. No, a lodge. He blinked again as the shapes rearranged themselves. It was a store room of some sort, or a basement. He could not tell which, only that it was completely empty. The only source of light was a lamp dangling by the ceiling.

"Suel! Say something. This silence is starting to-"

"Fall in love with your voice?" Suel groaned. "Because you are doing a good job at it."

Jerv snarled, annoyed. "How can you be like that? We're tied and locked in some crazy elf's basement."

"Are we?" Suel tried to move his hands and legs. They were firmly bound with rope. "Oh, seems we are."

"And who do we owe that to?"Jerv pressed.

"Him!" Light spilled into the room, and steps quickly followed. They thumped on the wooden floor with methodic steps.

"He trespassed first, but you weren't late to join him, female," the voice said, smooth and calm like a gentle breeze.

"I meant no harm to your pets," Suel said, looking at the figure. Strangely, its form was still basked in darkness, as if the shadows refused to leave its presence.

"But you wanted something," the voice said. "Something that stirred my interest too."

"I..."

"He was just stupid and curious," Jerv intervened. "Please forgive my mate. We will never touch your pets again."

"Oh no, my dearies," the man approached, wood creaking underneath his steps. "You will touch and get touched in return, no doubt about that. It is part of your trial."

"Trial?" Suel asked. "What do you plan to do with us?"

"A simple test of teamwork, if you will. You argued like pups over scraps outside my mansion, but will you reach common ground once your divergent desires become one?"

"Divergent what?" Suel asked.

"What do you plan on doing, elf?" Jerv snarled

"Filling you up, of course!" The shadowy figure chuckled, getting more excited. "In more ways than you may expect."

He clapped his palms, and squeals answered him. The Ashmane boar rushed into the room, followed by an identical copy of himself.

"This is what you wanted, yes?" the figure ran a hand across a boar's lush mane, all the way towards the tail. The animal turned, tail lifted, presenting the ripe balls to Suel.

"I...No," he shook his head. "That is not what I sought. Far from it, actually."

"Who do you think you are lying to now, wolvar? Me, or yourself?"

Suel remained speechless. This figure was either reading minds or was quite the adept stalker.

"I was just looking to tame a pet," Jerv jumped to her mate's aid. "That is all. We are not seeking to mate with wild beasts."

"Oh, I think you are, my little liars. Words can deceive, but not desire," he clapped his palms once. "Now get on your fours and let my lovelies take you. I promise no pain will come to you."

"We should do as he says," Suel whispered. "He obviously spied on us, and robbed our ability to cast spells."

"Gah, this is annoying," Jerv grunted. "Captured by a blood elf freak whose sole weapons are boar and fancy words."

"Do you really want to see what else I can do?" the figure asked in an amused voice.

"Bring it, weirdo," Jerv snarled, fangs dripping with rage.

That was the wrong thing to say. Suel gasped, overtaken by the most intense orgasm he had the pleasure of feeling. His cock instantly pierced through its sheath, fully erect. He was harder than stone, and throbbing with relentless spasms of agonizing bliss.

"Nggghhhhh" Suel screamed, eyes watering with waves of unrestrained pleasure. His prostate clenched fiercely and his muscles worked harder than ever to expel nonexistent seed. No matter how hard he pushed, he could not shoot a single drop.

The intense pleasure subdued in an instant, leaving both wolvar panting. Precum shot fiercely against the ground from Suel's bobbing cock, while Jerv dripped and moaned with leaking lust.

"Don't...do that again, please," Suel huffed.

"We'll take the boar," Jerv quickly agreed. "Definitely the boar over that nightmare."

The figure laughed. "You merely had to ask. Have at it," he clapped his hands twice this time.

The boars squealed and advanced upon them. Jerv remained on her fours, head bowed against the ground. Suel adopted the same position. From this position he had quite a sight of his dripping member and the snout approaching his tailhole. The boar sniffed his privates, poking its wet nose here and there.

Suel hissed. It was cold, and touched everywhere. He pushed against the balls, then slid his nose against the member until he found the tip. He got a jet inside a nostril, making him grunt with approval. Deft lips wrapped around Suel's tip, suckling briefly on his arousal. Once he got a good taste of Suel's essence, the boar clapped his jaws and moved on to his tailhole. He sniffed and licked that one too before he jumped, straddling the wolvar.

Suel braced against the weight. The boar was quite heavy, and his thrusts heavier. He slapped his weighted balls against Suel's upraised tail while his cock played around the wolvar's backside. It was a thin, slimy thing that wrapped around everything and failed to pierce what mattered.

"Haah!" Jerv moaned, breathing quickly over the chorus of squeals and grunts.

"Did he get you?" Suel asked, sparing a fugitive glance. His mate scrunched her eyes, breathing heavily while her boar secured itself upon her back. His cock sunk into her lips all the way to the base, wriggling and moving inside like an eel.

"He's so warm, so restless..."Jerv panted.

"Try to trap him," Suel suggested, feeling his own balls gripped by the entangling penis. He whimpered, shooting a particularly large load upon the soaked floor.

"Ch...can't. He's cumming so hard, Suel. So hard, so fast..." Words took their toll on Jerv, and she clamped her maw shut, moaning her newfound bliss.

Suel licked his muzzle, finding that sight particularly erotic. A large, powerful boar was slapping balls half the size of Jerv against her wet bottom and filling her with torrents of seed. Did he really cum as hard as she said? Suel only had the boar's grunting maw and his restless tail as a reference.

"Take me already," Suel hissed, pressing himself against his own grunting prize. This boar had an awful aim, gripping paws and even Suel's tail. Suel lost his patience and slid a hand back, directing the corked mess towards his soaked tailhole. With a squeal, the boar thrust, piercing Suel's anus.

"Grrrhhhhhrrrr!" Suel yelped, clenching his jaw and tailhole at the same time. The boar slid in like a snake, sliding smooth and easy between the clenching muscles. His precum did a wonderful job at lubricating the way inside, and Suel knew it would not take long until the boar spilled his sees. He closed his eyes, whimpering blissfully. Boar had the softest penetration Suel experienced, thanks to their mobile cocks. They wriggled and buried their ways inside rather than thrusting, caressing the sensitive muscles with a highly erotic massage. Suel clenched his tailhole, unable to contain his rising lust. The boar was dangerously close to his prostate, and the dripping precum quickened his seed.

"I will not cum before you," Suel grunted. "I won't!"

The boar grunted its approval and pushed its way deeper. His cock suddenly tensed, and his legs buckled. Suel braced for the upcoming storm. With a last thrust and a mighty squeal, the boar released, shooting his sticky seed in a straight, powerful torrent.

Despite his mental resolve, Suel was unprepared for this. Pleasure crashed him in a hot wave of intense delight, forcing his cock into submission.

"Nghhhh!" Suel clenched his jaw. He was not going to cum this fast. He vowed not to!

He clenched his toes, squeezing the boar as hard as he could. The grip did little against the surge of seed. With rhythmic pulses, the boar shot his load again and again, slamming Suel's prostate with mind shattering pleasure. He could not resist against something like that. He just couldn't.

Suel drew his head up and howled, unleashing his seed with a mighty splash. His cock throbbed hard, milking half of Suel's load in a single, prolonged jet. Suel's howl climbed a pitch higher, turning into a full blown cry. The mage's spell made him lust for such an orgasm, and when he finally got it, Suel shoot his semen harder than ever. The wooden boards underneath thumped as the milky jet shot in a hard, continuous stream, forming a veritable puddle. Then, it slowed down, trickling until another burst followed.

Suel took a deep breath, only to clench harder. His fertile seed spurted forth, hitting the pool so hard that droplets flew around. Suel's entire belly was covered, and a few drops even found their way inside his muzzle. He scrunched his eyes shut, weathering the waves of intense pleasure. The boar filled him good, applying great pressure on Suel's sensitive prostate. That meant hard throbs and even harder seed strings.

His cock throbbed and his balls clenched until they milked most of their load. Suel's muscles relaxed apart from his tailhole. It still clenched restlessly, stimulated by the boar's semen. He was still going strong, filling Suel until his creamy seed started leaking. The relief was only temporary. The creamier parts of the seed built around his tailhole, forming a sticky plug that kept all the fluids inside.

"Suel?" Jerv asked, exhaustion present in her voice.

Suel looked towards his mate. Her eyes were bloodshot from the many orgasms she got, and her muzzle wet with saliva.

"Yes?" he whispered softly.

"I never mated boar before. Their seed is so...it's so..."

"Thick," Suel added over her gasping breaths. "And their stamina seems endless. He will still be releasing strong even after your orgasm fades."

"I don't think it will," Jerv said, paws trembling with strain. "He formed this plug that refuses to let anything out, and I feel so warm...so filled..."

"Let it be," Suel said. "Can't do much aside from enjoying the mounting."

She smiled and turned her gaze away. Suel knew what she was thinking. Maybe the trip and the fence hopping was not a bad idea. It had been a while since he saw his mate so fulfilled after a mounting, and that pleased him.

"Alright then, big guy," Suel patted the boar's slimy nose. "Give me all you got."

The boar answered with a grunt. His cock stirred, sending Suel into another fit of ejaculation. He didn't even need to milk his knot or thrust his member inside a female or a paw. The pressure against his sensitive insides did everything for him. It was hotter than any touch, and stimulated his walls like nothing else.

Suel laid his head against the ground, enjoying the warm spurts shooting inside him. Each one brought a new wave of liquid hotness inside and contributed to that delightful feeling of being stretched by pure seed.

During his coupling, Suel had several orgasms. He didn't count due to the distracting nature of such pleasure, but he was sure the number was above four. It had been a rich and enthralling filling until the boar dismounted. The seed inside lessened its warmth, and pressure alone did not trigger any other ejaculation. The sentiment was shared by Jerv too. She complained several times about how filled she felt. Suel was not displeased. He liked the warm feeling of being full. If the seed traveled long enough, perhaps it could even sate his hunger.

Suel thought on that, joking with Jerv until the familiar thuds returned.

"It seems you liked my presents," he chuckled, approaching with the rhythmic thud thud thud of his steps.

"Like? I loved it," Suel admitted bravely."Been a while since I have been mounted by a boar."

"I agree," Jerv said, looking back. "It has been a first time for me but...gah, you were right, you crazy bastard. It is quite something."

The figure laughed. "I can't be wrong even if I want to. Now that you have been properly filled, what do you say about moving to part two of my trial?"

"Does that involve another mounting? Because I'm not sure I can take another," Suel whimpered, easing his spent cock back into his sheath.

"Oh, let me fix that," the figure snapped his fingers. A tingling wave of warmth exploded from Suel's groin, causing him to melt with warmth and lust.

"Ghhaaah!" Suel moaned over Jerv's high pitched yelps. They came hard and fast, spilling out the excess fluids in drenching waves. Suel felt filled in the other sense. There was so much seed dwelling inside his sack that he couldn't hold it all in. So he came, and he spilled the excess out until the scalding pressure lessened.

"Now that your fluids have been properly replenished, I will allow my dear companion to step inside and take you."

"Companion?" Suel asked, muzzle contorted with fierce arousal.

The chillwind chimera he saw earlier sneaked one head in, then the other. It walked on four legs, keeping its snowy wings at the sides. It turned one of its heads to Suel, fixing two cobalt eyes on him. It looked like a dragon...almost. The head was more angular and lacked the scales. Two horns rose behind its fluffy mane, white against the dominance of blue.

The chimera opened its maw, tasting the air with a slimy forked tongue.

"My beloved here will put your teamwork to the test, dear wolvar," the figure said. "Will you claim the pleasure for yourself, or split it with your dearest? Time to choose."

"Split," the two wolvar said at the same time.

"Oh, lovely," the figure said warmly. "Your devotion makes me wonder why I questioned your loyalty in the first place. Oh well, moving on..."

He flicked his fingers yet again, and the plugs suddenly melted. Suel gasped and fell on the ground. The seed rushed so fast out of his stretched tailhole that it almost sent him into another orgasm. He whimpered, evacuating the excess slime with powerful clenches of his soaked muscles. He managed three throbs until a warm, fleshy thing scooped up the excess fluid.

Suel yelped. The unexpected warmth forced him to clench, expelling a fresh load of slimy boar semen. The tongue returned with reinforcements. Lips pressed against Suel's soaked ass. The tongue parted his muscles and formed a bridge for the slurping lips. Seed rushed down in a long, lukewarm stream, filling the chimera's restless throat.

The movement stirred Suel's lust. He gripped his knot and squeezed, cumming yet again on the soaked floor. His hands and legs were covered in cold, slimy seed, with more being added with each throb. The chimera did a wonderful job at adding to that. Once it sated its thirst, it stuck its forked tongue into Suel's tailhole. The length was something new, as was the thickness. Suel's eyes widened, and a yelp left his clenching muzzle. The raw feeling of something large and muscular inserted inside him complimented the waves of seed he received earlier. The chimera explored the trembling walls with its forked tongue, then slid id back, tasting it quickly.

Suel enjoyed the short break before the tongue returned, slimier than before. It entered yet again, stretching his walls close to their maximum limits. The way the flesh rubbed his tunnel stirred Suel's seed, and he clenched, cumming with strong jets of hot wolvar semen. The chimera hissed. He liked that clenching quite a lot. He pulled deeper and faster, effectively fucking Suel with his bifurcated tongue. The two separate tips gripped on the flesh, providing bursts of intense pleasure. Suel had no idea how deep such a tongue could go until it founds his very prostate. That was the source of his greatest pleasure, and the bearer of seed. Suel tightened his walls. He was too sensitive. The chimera already made him cum once. If it brushed its warm flesh against his bare prostate, Suel was set for the wildest orgasm of his life.

And that was exactly what happened. Hissing with delight, the chimera pushed until the middle of his tongue pushed against Suel's nugget. The wolvar tensed, anticipating a shocking release. The chimera held his tongue in place, testing the throbs until he finally started tasting and rubbing Suel's most sensitive organ.

The stimulation overloaded his senses. Suel's muscles clenched so hard they burned. Specks of light danced before his eyes, replacing the floor and everything that surrounded him. Suel had no need of sight or smell for the numbing waves of pleasure looming ahead. They were strong, almost terrifying.

And they started quicker than Suel anticipated. As soon as he relaxed, the chimera gripped and rubbed his prostate all over, using his bifurcated tongue to stimulate every possible corner. The twin tips curled and brushed every little part, flooding Suel with a wave of bursting pleasure.

Suel gave in instantly. He spurted his seed in a mad rush of arousal, milking his muscles with lustful vengeance. Jets of milky wolvar seed thundered on the floor like spears on a shield, and they only kept coming. Suel spasmed, relaxed, then spasmed again, forcing his straining muscles to work extra hard on unloading every drop of his seed. Every spurt was ecstatic, and every rub brought waves of fire around his form. This new kind of pleasure was so intense that Suel's whole body felt numb. Only the intense bliss exploding through his tailhole muscles was relevant, as well as the throbs of his rock hard cock that brought the scalding jets out of his rapidly clenching tailhole. The chimera kept rubbing, and rubbing, forcing Suel's breath to pick up and his muscles to double their effort.

The fast paced orgasm drained him. It had a fire that was beyond anything Suel could describe. He soared upon the highest peaks of pleasure, and almost lost consciousness in the process. He howled, yelped, and whimpered until the tongue finally retreated from his abused prostate.

"Haaaaaaaah!" Suel moaned, toes clenching with raw pleasure. The chimera released his prostate, rubbing more around his slick tunnel until it finally plopped his dripping tongue back into his maw. Suel collapsed on the ground, panting for air.

Jerv wasn't any better either. She clawed at the ground, eyes closed, a rivulet of saliva pooling under her opened maw. The intensity of her orgasm was equally shattering, and Suel could not blame her.

"How was that for a quick lick?" the figure laughed.

None of the wolvars answered. They were too busy gathering their breaths while the chimera sniffed and licked at the puddles of cum they formed underneath their shivering bodies. He slurped hungrily with his sky blue tongue, enjoying each gulp with a satisfied growl rumbling in his twin throats.

"How do they taste, love?" the figure inquired.

The chimera hissed, wings flapping with approval. His cock was already out, pulsating with arousal. A clear drop escaped it, so thick and viscous it trailed down like honey.

Suel squinted and licked his muzzle with lust. There was another cobalt bump just behind it. By Elune's grace, that creature had two cocks, and they both throbbed, oozed, and expanded from the chimera's fleshy ridge.

"Oh well, this takes a bit too long. Let me speed things up," the figure said cheerfully.

A clap followed, and Suel found himself revitalized yet again. He scrambled on all fours and walked towards his mate.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

Jerv nuzzled into his neck, growling amorously. "I had more orgasms than in a week. How do you think?"

"Spent. Happy. Fulfilled," Suel started listing until he got interrupted with a quick kiss. The two pushed closer to each other, pressing their bodies tighter.

"That's it, my lovelies. Press your butts together and lift those beautiful tails."

"What does that mean?" Jerv asked, looking back towards the mysterious figure.

"That chimera has two cocks," Suel explained. "The only way that creature can mate is by filling both of us at the same time."

Jerv's eyes widened. Suel didn't know if she was excited or scared. She didn't speak, and neither did he. They just sat there, waiting to be taken.

"That's it, my puppies. Three holes, two tails, and a single beastie to fill you up. Have at it, my winged love," he said excitedly.

The chimera growled needily, his breath warm upon their backs. He sniffed and pawed at the two wolvars, pressing them tightly against each other. He obviously knew what he was doing, and so did Suel. He licked his mate's muzzle and winked, whispering a few quiet words.

Jerv yelped and kissed him happily. They shared a short passionate moment before they found their holes probed by two dripping cocks. The chimera did not wait or bothered to straddle them. He merely pushed forth, sliding his cocks right in.

Suel clenched his maw against the swell, and so did Jerv.

"He's big," she whimpered. "Too big."

"Don't fight it. His precum is....nghh..."

His precum might have made the penetration easy, but his size was quite concerning. Suel was pressed dangerously close to his limits, and barely half of the chimera's cock slid in. He growled lustfully, unleashing a spurt of thick precum inside its respective holes. Suel melted with a yelp at the intense heat, while Jerv bit one of her paws, surrendering to a ravaging orgasm.

"We can take it," Suel whispered between breaths. "We can take him inside..."

He hoped to, at least. That cock was thick and had all manners of wicked bumps on it. They brushed against Suel's insides, stretching them in uneven places. The more the chimera went in, the harder he pressed, until Suel felt himself bursting from all that pressure.

"Gah, he's huge," he whimpered, tears of pleasure flooding from his eyes. Jerv licked them away, proving a small measure of encouragement.

Suel steeled himself and relaxed his muscles as much as he could. The chimera started hissing with obvious lust, meaning he was quite close to his own peak. He snapped at the air, growled wildly, then drew back, unloading another spurt of precum on the way out.

Suel looked back, only to have his head shoved out of the way by a paw. With a quick thrust of its body, the chimera plunged all its length in at once. The wolvars howled their bliss, barely able to take in that muscular cock. Suel barely got accustomed to the pressure before it vanished, only to enter yet again with a mighty shove.

"Ghhhaaaah. Can't....nghhh."

"I knooooooooow!" Jerv yelped as the chimera plunged itself with a wet squelching sound. "He's stretching me to my very womb, and those bumps are so...so...fucking..." Jerv's words trailed off as her vagina was filled with thick, dripping meat.

Suel did not fare any better. He was brought on the edge of climax, resisting only because his muscles had no room to squeeze and spasm.

Suddenly, the chimera roared. He quickened his pace, shivering on his great paws while his wings trembled restlessly. Suel knew he was about to cum, but he was unprepared for the barbs that followed. The chimera's tip flared, scratching Suel's insides with a maddening surge of lust and pleasure. His overly stretched insides gave in, sending a wave of bursting warmth towards his crotch.

Jerv yowled her bliss, and Suel quickly joined her as the chimera gave its last thrust. Strong seed speared through its tip, filling the wolvar to the brim within the first spurt. Pressure welled within Suel, escaping through the narrow crevices between the chimera's penile bumps. A geyser of milky seed exploded from his tailhole, and another stream from his rock hard cock.

Like the last few times, Suel was overcome with soul rending bliss. His abused muscles milked whatever they could, unable to squeeze more than a fraction of the gigantic cock lodged inside him. The pressure and the chimera's spurting semen overloaded Suel's senses with more pleasure than he could handle. His vision flickered, and his muscles grew suddenly weak.

"Nhhhaaah!" He howled, breathing quick and fast. Jerv fared no better. She had her head on the ground, panting rapidly as she was quickly filled by startling amounts of cum. Strong gushes overflowed from her overly stretched vagina, wetting the ground in ropes. Suel could only imagine how full her own womb was after such a throughout filling. His own tailhole felt like bursting, and it kind of did. Every time the chimera ejaculated, Suel felt his insides expanding beyond their normal means. They stretched, and stretched, and tensed, clouding his senses with startling amounts of bursting pleasure. It was too much. He took a boar's seed, got stretched by a chimera's tongue, then took that monster cock in despite his smaller size, only to be defeated by something as simple and delightful as an orgasm.

Suel blinked, feeling his consciousness slip. He barred his fangs, fighting the unbearable pleasure by squeezing the chimera's throbbing cock. Just one clench. One more throb. Suel repeated that every time the chimera filled him with the unbearably warm pressure of his seed. He withstood three throbs. Then four. By the time the fifth came, dizziness gripped Suel. His muscles weakened, and he found it impossible to ejaculate his own seed and hold the chimera's inside his overly stretched hole.

"That's enough, love," the figure clapped.

The chimera drew back with a long, lustful growl, allowing the two wolvar to take a deep breath. Their holes were finally freed from that stretching cock, allowing a cascade of creamy fluids to gush on the ground.

Suel blinked his eyes against the fatigue and looked back. He wanted to see what manner of cock filled him. Below the chimera's belly were two thick, cobalt cocks covered with budging crimson veins. They had tapered tips, and each tip had a series of barbs that retracted backwards. They flared with every ejaculation, allowing the seed to take properly hold inside. The chimera did just that. He humped the air, unleashing the last remnants of his sticky seed in long, repeated gushes.

"Bigger than a wolf...and sturdier than a boar..." Suel whined. "What is that creature?"

"My future pet," Jerv said, panting. She put a hand around Suel and dragged him on the ground.

"It's also my dearest companion, but that is a story for another time," the figure said merrily. "Rest how much you want. Next time you wake up, you will be in your homes."

With that, the shrouded figure left, with the chimera following shortly behind. He still hissed, trailing two long lines of seed below his long tail. The two wolvar peeked at the two until they vanished, then turned towards each other.

"What do you think of my mistake now?" Suel asked, licking her curtly on the nose.

"It was worth it," Jerv whispered, licking Suel's tongue. "Do you know why?"

"No, but you will tell me," he snuggled closer to her.

"Because you are worth it, my mate. And you know I love you."

"You know what I think about words," Suel smiled. He gripped his mate tightly and pushed his head under her neck, showing just how much he loved her through licks and soft nibbling. They would have mated to consolidate their bond right here, but after such a throughout filling, none had the energy for another round, so they whispered sweet words and fell asleep in a pile of paws, tails, fur, and more seed than any wolvar could take on his own.