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Many years had passed since Ithilwen had been introduced to Ceylon. Together, they had many adventures and excursions all over the globe, adventures that took them to beaches and caves and on ships and underwater and high in mountains and in temples in nearly every nation they had visited, which was why it was so nice to take some time for themselves. Ithilwen had recently acquired a tome that would lead her to the Staff of Taulix somewhere in Farragouth, and planned on taking some time to herself before boarding the ship to travel across the ocean.

Problem was, in Saff'rald it was expected that her pet be leashed. Everywhere else she traveled, she could walk a gryphon or ride a gryphon with ease, but in the largest and most diverse nation it was expected that any pet that couldn't be ridden would be given a collar and a leash. Ithilwen was a canine adventurer and treasure hunter, not a pirate or thief, so she had to obey the laws while there.

As such, she had latched a collar around her pet gryphon Ceylon's neck with much regret, knowing that Ceylon wouldn't like that. She was right. Ceylon hated having the collar around the neck and had used her innate magic to slice it up into chunks, forcing Ithilwen to buy four more before making it clear that this was a necessary discomfort to not draw attention to them. As such, the dog-sized gryphon was leashed, but the law didn't specify who needed to be at the other end of the leash, so Ithilwen gave Ceylon the handle in her beak, thus walking herself.

The gryphon held her head high as she trotted close to Ithilwen's side, keeping pace with her canine master with a smug look on her face and a leash handle in her beak. She behaved wonderfully, not lashing out at other dogs, felines, or salamanders that others were walking down the opposite path. She was, of course, a good girl, and Ithilwen knew it. That was why she didn't bother putting the gryphon on a leash, or at least not one that Ithilwen needed to hold. Their time together had told Ithilwen that Ceylon was a lucky charm, and she trusted that whatever the gryph was doing was for the best, even if it meant laying on her back and letting dogs lick her leaky vulva.

Yes, that happened. While Ceylon was well behaved, she was also notoriously horny and prone to random bouts of flirtation with other dogs that came near. She would lay on her back with her legs spread as if she was asking for a belly rub, only to have the nearby canine lick her and start humping until the other owner would pull away, tugging on the male's collar until they were far enough away.

"You're such a horny bitch, Ceylon." Ithilwen joked as she licked a cone of ice cream. "Why do you have to make me look like such a fool when you're in your random periods of heat?" Given her natural abilities, the gryphon was known to have erratic heat patterns, always triggering a new estrus whenever she transformed, morphed, or met someone that tickled her right. One of the few downsides to having a gryphon that was also one of the few who possessed transformation magic.

Ceylon went to glance back over her shoulder and chirp in response, but the leash was in her beak and that resulted in little more than a muffled sound. She was in charge of herself, convinced that she was in control of her own leash instead of having Ithilwen hold the other end.

"If you say so." Ithilwen joked, patting Ceylon on the wings as the two of them continued on their path, passing more owners and pets along the way. She did notice that her gryphon pet walked with a bit of a hop, tail up and vulva twitching to expose the pink of her sex, but didn't take much note of it since she knew that Ceylon was going to do what Ceylon wanted to do regardless of the consequences. Spending time with her companion was one of the greatest adventures she could have!

At the same time, two more unique and interesting characters were walking in the other direction in the same park. Ezio the hybrid canine was walking his pet, a winged black feline named Scotty, who was clearly more intelligent than he let on; not the feral beast as perceived.

Ezio owned a ranch in the foothills of the nearby mountains where he kept his horses and ulokar in massive fields for casual trail riding and for lessons. On the farm he had twenty horses, a dozen ulokar, and more dogs than he could count - including a whole pack of hybrids that were half wolf and half husky. The thing about many of the canines was that he never bought or purchased them, but they had basically shown up from the surrounding woods and not left, having imprinted on him and taking him as part of their pack. This was a source of pride for Ezio, as he felt a connection to these wolves.

Furthermore, another interesting guest had also arrived in the months leading up to his fateful experience alongside Ceylon and Ithilwen. It was his pet Scotty the panther, a winged feline who had shown up one day to drink from the horse's trough. Ezio had seen this and brought out some meat for the cat to eat, which gained the feline's trust and got him to imprint upon Ezio as well. This wasn't ideal, since he had already gained the favor of the wolf pack, and it was widely known that felines and canines were prone to territorial disputes. At first, this seemed like it was destined for failure, but Ezio quickly found that the two groups were getting along far better than he had hoped or expected.

Not only had Scotty blended into the wolf pack within hours, but the feline had happily lifted his tail to any and all of them, one after another. This dominant feline was playing bottom to any creature on the farm with a knot, and he was doing so two or three times a night as he made his way through the pack of two dozen hybrid wolves.

Of course, it wasn't long at all before Ezio decided to try his cock at his new companion as well, and that went as positively as he had hoped. Much like the feral wolves that called his ranch home, Ezio's cock was just as welcome under the panther's tail. In fact, Scotty seemed to actively pursue Ezio when he was particularly horny, perfectly squeezing and tugging at all the right times and spots!

It was almost as if Scotty knew what he was doing, and was playing Ezio for the pleasure.

Whether this was true or not was irrelevant, as Ezio was having a great time and Scotty kept his ranch free of vermin and unwanted birds like gulls. In fact, the more wild animals that showed up at his ranch, the better it all seemed to be. The horses were well behaved, the ulokar were docile and playful, and the ranch was protected by all manner of trespassers and thieves.

Things were good for Ezio, which was why he was in such a great mood as he took Scotty with him out to a nearby park. He loved to meet other pet owners, he loved to get out, and sometimes Scotty liked to lift his tail to other pets, and that was something that Ezio enjoyed watching and couldn't really stop. After all, Scotty wasn't actually his, he was just a winged panther who showed up one day and didn't have any interest in going away.

The only reason Ezio put a collar on him was because Scotty seemed to like it. He didn't resist or protest, and it actually seemed to make him hornier somehow. That alone was pretty suspect, but it didn't stop Ezio from reaping the benefits and enjoying his feline companion's company.

Like Ithilwen and Ceylon, Ezio and Scotty both happily walked down the pathway, with Scotty occasionally stopping to lick at other pets and lift his tail for the male dogs. Sadly, no owners let their studs mount him, which was sad for him, but probably better for everyone in the end.

Little did either of them know what potential dangers were darting around the conservation area that day, trawling each of the trails in search of prey.

A dragon with a collar sporting the name Drako had escaped from the home of his owners who lived in the mountains near Ezio's home and had come to the same park that Ithilwen and Ezio had brought their pets. He was creeping his way through the underbrush, watching owners and pets both, occasionally leaping out to attack them in an attempt to get at the pets only to be scared off by protective owners. Before long, most of the park had been cleared out due to Drako, given his distinct and dangerous appearance mixed with his tendency to barrel out of the woods towards unlucky locals and their pets.

Both Ithilwen and Ezio had been walking opposite ways down the path, and both were up north in the thickest part of the woods, far from much of the rest of the park or the conservation area. Few other hikers or pet owners brought their companions to this region, and the path itself had started to grow over, green from tree to tree.

This ensured that they were alone, completely removed from the other park members, pet owners, and the dragon that had terrorized the others into leaving. The park rangers had even gone so far as to put the trails on lock down, finding as many of the pet owners as they could to evacuate. Only the farthest north - Ezio and Ithilwen - remained in the confines of the park, past the overgrown trails and displaced from the rest of the walkers.

This both worked well for them and trapped them without an escape when finally confronted by the ravenous Drako. Luckily for them - and the only true reprieve the offered each other - the two met on a dirt path surrounded by thick forest and a canopy that made the area dark despite it being midday.

Ezio saw Ithilwen first, and he waved to get her attention. "Hey there! Long time since I saw another coming through here. Place seems dead for the last hour or so."

Ithilwen didn't immediately respond, as her mind was off in its own little world, thinking about what must be on Ceylon's mind now that she was collared. However, she didn't want to insult or belittle this pleasant passerby, so she looked up at him and smiled, waving back. "I hadn't noticed." She admitted, only now looking around to see that there weren't any other folks hanging around.

"Yeah, I've been walking my Scotty here for a couple of hours now, and the last half hour or so I haven't seen a single person. Not a problem, really, since I like it, but you're the first person I've had the pleasure to speak with for a while now." He lowered his gaze to avoid eye contact, too shy to want to stare at her since he found her gorgeous, and saw that his feline pet had stepped forward and was tugging on the leash to get a sniff of Ceylon. He gave a gentle tug, nervously chuckling to himself. "Sorry about that, Scotty is pretty curious, but he's harmless."

Contrary to what he said, Ithilwen shrugged. "I'm not too worried about it. Ceylon's quite the magical tank of a gryphon. If she doesn't want the attention, I'd be more worried about your boy."

Ezio winced. "You sure you don't want to maybe pull them apart, then? I mean, if your girl is dangerous, I don't want my boy getting hurt." He knelt down next to Scotty and wrapped his arm around the panther's body, pulling him away even as his pet resisted and tried to keep sniffing and nuzzling at Ceylon's neck plumage.

"I assure you, Cey would only hurt him if he was a threat. If he's not a threat, as you say, then he'll be completely fine." She stepped next to Ceylon and looked down as the gryphon leaned back into Scotty, sniffing at him while preening her way down the feline's wing and flank, eventually prodding at the base of his tail. To Ithilwen's surprise and Ceylon's delight, Scotty lifted his tail up and dipped his back. "Seems your boy likes his tailhole played with. What's that tell us about his owner?" She winked and half-cocked a grin, showing she was speaking in jest.

Of course, Ezio blushed and looked down as he stood back up, lightly tugging at Scotty's collar. "Come on boy." He commanded, ashamed that Ithilwen had seen right through him so easily.

She stopped him by patting on his shoulder. "You're not even going to try and refute me? Nice!" She blew a kiss to him and glanced around to make sure no others were near before speaking another word. "Not that I blame you, your boy there is one sexy cat. I know Ceylon inside and out, myself, and I'm pretty sure if he sniffs her rump, he'll get his nose wet."

Ezio gulped while standing in place, not sure how to respond to such a blunt and forthright declaration. However, he realized that there was no point in hiding that part of himself with another who seemed to be just as adventurous as he. "If that's the case, then why not let them have their fun? I don't have any solid plans for the rest of the day, and I'd be curious to see if Scotty here has any interest in her." He loosened up his grip on the leash a bit, letting his feline pet lean forward to wrap necks with Ceylon, sniffing and prodding gently as he did so. His tail was still up, even though Ceylon had moved.

"And what makes you say that?" Ithilwen asked, keenly keeping watch as the two pets started circling around one another. "It seems he's plenty interested in her, and she is very interested in him, too. I presume he's barbed, like most felines?"

"Yeah, he is, but I'm also pretty sure he's gay." Ezio explained, nonchalantly shrugging. He truly didn't expect that Scotty would defy him and rear up, pouncing on Ceylon's hind end with his big front paws. "Or, maybe not gay, but equal opportunist?"

Ithilwen nodded. "Seems that's the most likely. Is there a woman in your life? Someone your boy can play with other than you? If not, maybe that's why you think he's gay. You might be his only option." She had completely released Ceylon's leash, and was no longer pretending to control or heel her pet. Instead, she sidled up next to Ezio and slid her hand down his arm, eventually peeling his fingers away from the leash he held. "Trust me, they enjoy it a lot more when not tied down."

"Are you sure about that?" Ezio countered. "Pretty sure Scotty here loves it when I give his leash a tug when I'm playing with him. Makes him clench down and push back." He zoned out a bit as he spoke, barely registering the gentle hold that Ithilwen had on his hand.

While the two of them watched on, fantasizing about their own time with their pets, the two ferals were courting one another, sniffing and prodding at one another while rearing up and placing paws on the haunches of the other. Ceylon was combing her beak through Scotty's wings, nuzzling and prodding gently while also pawing at his flank. She was chirping and squawking gently as she dipped and nuzzled the feline. Meanwhile, Scotty was acting similarly by purring and sniffing at Ceylon's haunches while his front paw was resting heavily on the gryphon's rump.

All the while, the two pets were circling around one another, trying to bury beak and muzzle under the tail of the other, occasionally licking and nipping until Ceylon snaked her head under his hind legs from the side, lightly nuzzling at his fuzzy little sheath. This seemed to make Scotty a bit uneasy, as shown by the lowering of his tail and the flattening of his ears. This didn't last too long, as Ceylon picked up on this negative behaviour and altered her actions to better accommodate. She pulled out from under his belly to wrap her neck around and prod at the base of his tail again, which in turn made him lift it up high and expose his pucker.

"See? Gay. Totally likes being on the bottom." Ezio commented. His loins were swelling as his desire began to bubble up inside him, but he didn't want to let it be too clear, as he was still a little shy around the ladies and mostly kept his interest in his feral companions to himself.

Ithilwen wasn't so convinced, though. "But he's getting attention from a female gryphon, so it's not gay. You don't have to be gay to like anal play; I've met plenty of straight guys who love it when I peg them or fist them or lick their asshole. Pleasure is pleasure, sexuality is determined more by the source of where that pleasure comes from, not what part of your body is pleasured." She gave his arm another squeeze to remind him that she was holding on, being oddly affectionate all the while.

The moment Ceylon's tongue extended to prod and lick at Scotty's anal flesh, the panther froze solid and began to purr loudly, visibly smiling as his tail flicked above his lower back, pucker tensing every few seconds. He was clearly enjoying what Ceylon was doing to him, even though the gryphon was being gently and subtle with her licks. Of course, that wasn't surprising at all considering the depth in which Ceylon's tongue managed to probe. As she licked and he purred, she started to shiver, her clit winking tiny spurts of her arousal onto the dirt pathway.

Scotty took note of this, for it was potent enough to pull him out of his position frozen in place with his tail up. He pulled away from her and started sniffing at the puddle, twitching his whiskers as he scratched at the ground. Then, without much in the way of warning, turned to bury his snout under Ceylon's raised tail, eagerly licking at her lips and nibbling upon her winking clit. She shuddered and chirped at him, arching her back and pushing into him while glancing over her shoulder, a tiny spurt of her arousal splashing on his nose to hit him dead center between the eyes on his snout.

"All one needs is the right female." Ithilwen mused as she grabbed at Ezio's butt. "And I guess even bottoms like to top from time to time, wouldn't you say?" It was clear she was flirting with him - which was odd for her considering how closed off she usually was - but he wasn't quite picking up on this. As far as Ezio knew, she was bonding over mutual love for pets, and had no idea that she was keen on getting a piece of a fellow canine. He didn't know how long it had been since she was with a male.

All Ezio could focus or concentrate on was how Scotty's cock had actually poked out of his sheath to poke and prod at Ceylon's rump end, something he couldn't get Scotty to do to him in the time they had been together. His feline companion was always bottom, keen on lifting tail to expose that plump pucker of his to Ezio's knot. Now, this didn't upset Ezio at all, as he had other canines to tie with him from the pack that roamed around his home, but the allure of a feline was too exotic to pass up, and he had been trying to convince Scotty for weeks to mount him, but the panther had no interest in him, at least not in the way. This would likely be the only way to see Scotty in action on top.

And action was definitely what Scotty offered. The feline wrapped his front paws around Ceylon's haunches, biting down on her neck as his hips started wildly bucking, stabbing his barbed member at her plump, winking pussy. Though their bodies weren't meant for one another - at least not after Ceylon's many adaptations and transformations over the years - it wasn't long at all before Scotty found his mark and slammed his hips up into her, deeply penetrating her lips to have his barbs splay out and snag at her flesh within, pleasuring her while also locking them together in a manner of speaking.

Ceylon threw her head back and gaped her beak as if she were crying in pain, but was also smiling and chirping lightly to show that she was enjoying herself. Her tail was up high, her legs were spread, her pussy was winking like a mare, and her vulva were plump and swollen from desire, all meant to make it more fun for Scotty's shaft to thrust in and out of her - or at least it would if not for the barbs. Still, the gryphon's flesh was durable and well trained enough that Scotty was able to thrust, doubly so since his barbs were not very pronounced, unlike most felines.

Just as the two were getting into it, a rustling was heard in the bushes nearby, drawing the attention of both pets and both masters. Scotty pulled out and hopped off - cock dripping gently as a trail of his precum slime bridged from his member to Ceylon's clit - while Ceylon spun and widened her stance, ready for a fight.

Ithilwen and Ezio both scrambled for their leashes, just in case something went wrong. Ithilwen, however, didn't grab the leash to keep control of Ceylon, but to undo the collar and toss it to the side. If something was dangerous enough to make Ceylon get defensive, it was almost certainly something that was better left to the gryphon to deal with.

"What are you doing?" Ezio asked as he pulled at Scotty's leash - a tug that seemed to make his pet get harder and fuller between the hind legs. Ezio noticed this, but didn't act on it.

"If something's worth getting worried about, I trust her to take care of herself. Me holding onto a leash would just make matters worse, and hold her back. What about your feline there? He much of a fighter?" She knelt next to Scotty, giving him a gentle pat and scritch behind the ears.

The panther was too focused on whatever it was that was making the noise to acknowledge it.

Before Ezio could answer, his pet shifted position to put himself between his master and the threat, speaking volumes about his protective nature without need for a single word. Ceylon did the same for Ithilwen, but was a bit more relaxed despite being prepared. Together, the two pets protected their two masters, waiting to see what it was that popped out from the bushes.

It was, of course, the blue and red dragon Drako! He leapt from the bushes to land in the clearing next to them, growling and low to the ground as he drooled a slimy mess all over the dirt. He slowly crept forth, each step urging both Ceylon and Scotty to respond in kind, ready for a fight. The dragon was noticeably bigger than either Ceylon or Scotty, but wasn't so much bigger that he was a threat to the two of them put together and on the same team. Didn't stop him from acting threateningly.

"So what exactly do you do in a situation like this?" Ezio asked, tightening his grip on Scotty's leash. "Normally I just get my boy to fly away and I run. Not much for fighting."

Ithilwen remained calm, her hand still cradling Ezio's. "I just let Ceylon take care of things. She's as loyal as a wolf, as tenacious as a badger, and as vicious as a mongoose when she wants to be. That's why I'm not all too concerned. If Ceylon wanted, she could raze this whole park to the ground." She brushed her hair to the side while remaining intensely focused on Ceylon and the aggressive, growling dragon. "Luckily she's very loyal to me. I'm basically immune to anyone that dare attack me. This dragon is no di-" She paused mid sentence to squint, seeing for the first time that this dragon was wearing a collar.

"What's wrong?" Ezio asked, trying to match her gaze but failing to see the collar due to the angle and position of Drako's drooling maw. "I don't see anything other than his teeth."

She pointed. "This isn't a dangerous dragon, it's someone's pet." She pushed through both Ceylon and Scotty to put herself between her gryphon and the threat. Ceylon hissed at first, but then calmed when she saw what Ithilwen was doing. The closer Ithilwen got to Drako, the better she was able to read the name on his collar. "His name's Drako." She declared as she got down to one knee in front of him. Her intention was to soften him a bit, to see of she could perhaps pacify him completely.

Many years of dealing with wild animals had trained her well, so she assumed - fairly - that a pet dragon wouldn't be too much of a fuss. As such, she reached out to touch him, testing his ire.

In response, Drako gnashed his teeth at her and leapt right over her, aiming to tackle Ceylon in the process. He flapped his wings and extended his front feet forward and landed harmlessly where Ceylon had been standing a moment before. Confused, he turned around to see that the gryphon had turned and leapt to be behind him, pouncing him back in the process.

The two tumbled over each other as Ithilwen scuttled back and Ezio slightly panicked. Scotty, however, quickly leapt forth to save his new friend, clawing at the dragon from the side. However, just as he was about to tackle at Drako, the dragon had been flipped over by Ceylon and stopped being aggressive immediately, with the gryphon's dripping pussy above him. She glanced over at Scotty with a grin as her lips and clit winked, dripping on the dragon's face. She was calm, he was calm, and so Scotty could be calm as well.

"What did I tell you?" Ithilwen commented, lightly brushing her pants and leggings free of the dirt and refuse that had clung to her. "Ceylon has that effect on any male. You just watch,"

Ezio had recoiled in the wake of the ensuing pet fight, so it took him a moment to slowly get back into the right state of mind to do anything. He just watched as the three all began to court with one another, Ceylon serving as the prize for the two males.

Ceylon leapt off Drako and turned so that her rump end was facing them both, her tail up and swaying gently to spread her scent. Her lips were moist, plump, and dripping the slimy arousal she'd been concocting, leaving a spiderwebbed trail behind her where she walked. As such, both males followed behind her, sniffing and trying their best to be the first to rub their snout up against her. Since Scotty had already left a quick deposit in her, this triggered Drako to make the first aggressive move by leaping onto her, pouncing without a moment's hesitation while aggressively wrapping both forelegs around her hips in much the same way a canine would in the height of his rut.

He growled and bucked and bit down in much the same way Scotty had moments before, only he had bigger teeth, a more powerful buck, and a much larger cock. Felines were known for the suave nature of their compassion, not the girth of their members, and this was as pure an example as could be.

Drako's member was slightly tapered but had a nice bulbous glans and a series of circumference circling ridges each thicker and wider than the last, eventually culminating in a thick knot-like lobe near the base. The tip popped in through Ceylon's lips with relative ease, plumbing her depths and stretching her wide as the gently tapered shaft plowed through her and slammed that bulbous base against her with an audible squish and slap.

Scotty could do little more than stand by and watch as the larger dragon pummeled Ceylon's cunt, a visual that seemed to turn him on even more than the prospect of mounting her himself. His member remained hard, shooting silken strands all over the dirt as his tail instinctively lifted, exposing the pink pucker of his tailhole for the dragon to see. In his mind, he was convinced that Drako would take him next, that the gryphon's sex wouldn't be enough for such a dominant looking creature.

In a sense, he was right! By aggressively pumping his bulged member in and out of her pussy amidst a series of squelches and slaps, he gave one final thrust as each ridge expanded and locked them together as his seed erupted deep into her tender walls. After Drako got finished with Ceylon, he pulled out, the ridges tugging at her pussy walls with a series of sucking sounds before drooping down between his hind legs. However, his cock immediately stiffened a second time as he glanced over at Ithilwen, throbbing and drooling cum on the ground as Ceylon waddled away from him.

"I, uh, think you better-" Ezio started, only to be cut off mid sentence as Drako pounced at Ithilwen, his weight pinning her to the ground as he bit at her neck. Ezio went to get in between them, to save Ithilwen from this aggressive beast, but Ithilwen stopped him.

"It's fine." She said, peeling off her pants and kicking them to the side, followed by pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it with her pants. Now completely nude with Drako pinning her down, she lifted her tail and wagged her hips, eager to feel what this beast had to offer her. "And who knows, maybe when he's done with me you can eat me out or something. Not sure if you're into that."

He was definitely into that but still chose to keep that to himself despite the bulge forming in his pants. He gulped and clutched at the leash again as he watched Scotty aggressively present himself to Drako to no avail. It was clear his pet wanted to be mounted, to have someone fill him with seed, but it appeared that the dragon had no interest in him. Perhaps he was straight, or not interested in felines; either way, Drako was deliberately avoiding Scotty's rump and lifted tail in lieu of the second female in a row: Ithilwen.

Of course, this meant that Ezio really had no choice in the matter. He couldn't dare leave his pet without the attention he both desired and deserved, especially not when others were having fun right in front of him. It would be cruel to omit Scotty from the sensual festivities, so Ezio stripped down and tossed his clothes to the side on the pile with Ithilwen, exposing his bobbing and dripping member having emerged from his sheath, the knot pressing out against the soft furred flesh there.

Ithilwen glanced over and licked her lips as Drako continued to buck and thrust at her, his bulging member's splaying ridges catching on her flesh and swelling inside with every motion. "I see you've finally shown up to the party." She said with a grin, grunting as Drako bit down harder on her neck. Her lower back dipped and she pushed back to force the thickest part of his shaft bulge inside her, moaning and rocking her body to amplify the sensations, one finger teasing her clit all the while.

Ezio got down to one knee and patted his thigh. "Come here, Scotty." He insisted with a soft tone voice. He was throbbing and hard, something Scotty noticed but didn't react to.

Instead, the panther whimpered and lowered his ears, saddened that he wouldn't get to play with the more exotic and aggressive dragon. Still, he obediently padded his way back to his master and nuzzled up to Ezio's inner thigh, purring as he smeared his cheek against the fur.

The purring and the vibrations that came from his pet triggered a spurt of his precum down the panther's neck and shoulder, tensing him up in the process. It felt so nice, and he knew there wouldn't be much he could do to hold off, so he patted the feline's haunches to get him to turn around while also lightly grabbing at the base of his tail, holding him in place.

In response, Scotty lifted his tail high and lowered his chest to the ground, grinning wildly as Ezio manually aimed his cock tip at the panther's rump. Scotty let out a long feline growl as he waggled his hips, eager to feel his master inside him once again. His rump was actually slick with anticipation, like the female sex, which made it much easier for Ezio to slip in under the tail.

As Ezio leaned into Scotty, he gripped hard at the base of his pet's tail and eased himself in slowly, sure to not hurt or spread at the pucker too quickly. In response, Scotty tensed up and clenched as hard as he could, pleasuring Ezio and constricting his length from tip to the knot. Once comfortable, Ezio started slowly pumping in and out, grinning and licking his chops while using his free hand to ensure he didn't slip out. Content and with his pet's tail up of his own volition, Ezio instead grabbed at the leash and tugged, not needing to keep a grip on the tail for angle or leverage.

Meanwhile, Ithilwen was getting a face full of dragon cum as her pet Ceylon had presented herself in front of her master, tail up and clit winking as Drako's seed dribbled out from between her lips, a mess that Ithilwen was eager to clean with her tongue. While she was nuzzling and lapping at the creamy mess that was slowly trickling out of the gryphon's pussy, Drako let go of her neck and stood up straight, his own climax coming quickly despite it being his second mounting in quick succession.

Clearly the dragon was quite virile, or otherwise pent up from not being able to release his seed. Had he been properly mated or given the release he needed, there would have been no way he'd have been able to jump from one female to the next so quickly, depositing a load in both, each the size of a full session's result on its own. Perhaps that was why he escaped his master. Ithilwen and Ezio couldn't know for sure, but it served their purposes, as he was vigorously thrusting into Ithilwen repeatedly, his member slamming at her pussy and splashing cum and arousal all over despite having finished already.

Ithilwen's eyes rolled back as she focused more effort on Ceylon's messy lips, tongue lapping through the gryphon's sex while a slimy and creamy trail of combined fluids bridged from her chin to her pet's winking clit. She licked that up, too, only to get distracted by the sudden lurching sensation of Drako pulling out, the fully formed bulge and expanding ridges all tugging on her depths in the most pleasant of ways.

With his extraction came a delicious outpouring of his cum, all of it dribbling down her inner thighs and over her lips, sputtering to life as her own orgasm clenched and forced the rest of him out. The tugging of a knot was the most pleasant thing to her, and his bulge accentuated by the expanding ridges served as a sort of knot as it popped out, leaving her gasping and short of air, with only cum and the thick musk of both Ceylon and Drako hugging the air around her.

Curious, she reached out to Ceylon, slipping her fingers through the gryphon's meaty lips before slipping her whole hand inside, finding that the slickness of her pet's arousal blended with the seed from the dragon thanks to the tenderization of his thrusts had made for one loose pet. Her entire paw slipped in with ease right past the wrist, encouraging her to give a bit of a thrust to go deeper, further pleasuring her companion while her own depths throbbed and twitched in delight.

It seemed that Drako was more or less done, so he hopped off and buried his snout under Ithilwen's tail, nuzzling and licking to clean up his mess and give the female the proper attention of a gentleman drake. He may have been a feral beast, but he knew how to clean up after himself.

All the while, Ezio was lightly bucking at Scotty's tailhole, his shaft pumping in and out without much resistance. The bulge in his length was nice, but was no knot; he needed to slip that in if he really wanted to give Scotty the pleasure he so deserved. However, he was worried he'd hurt his pet, at least until the panther pushed back and started grinding, hips pressing against the sheath to peel it back and better expose the knot. He didn't bother trying to do anything more, but he still felt the soft flesh of Scotty's pucker slip over the bulges and tie them together, followed by the throbbing and pulsing of the anal ring squeezing at the base of his member.

Like any other canines, this almost instantly triggered his orgasm, as the tight flesh practically sucked and coaxed the first gooey strand of seed from him and into the feline's backside, the warmth and twitching pleasuring the pet well enough that he couldn't help but lower himself and purr gently.

Having climaxed himself and was still in the throes of his orgasm, Ezio leaned over to Ithilwen, who had just slipped her hand into Ceylon. "Okay, this was a good idea." He admitted, gyrating his hips to roll the knot inside Scotty while reaching out to pet at Ithilwen's hair.

She smiled back and winked, balling her hand up in a fist inside Ceylon's pussy, a flex that made Ceylon grunt and push back. "You know, there's more room in her if you want to join me." She insisted, moving her fist around in a way that made deep, guttural squelches inside her pet, while Drako did the same to her with his tongue probing her depths for more of the mess he'd made inside her.

Curious and eager to see what she meant by that, Ezio turned to slip his hand down her forearm, the motion tugging his cock against Scotty's rump as he slipped his fingers through Ceylon's plump vulva. What he found inside was an open paw, one which he could wrap his fingers around while Ithilwen did the same, forming one large fist deep inside the gryphon's twitching, pulsing rump.

Ithilwen smiled at him as she clutched at his hand, using her thumb to caress the tender gryphon flesh that smothered the both of them together. "I think you and I might get along well, we have very similar interests in our partners."

Ezio was about to respond to Ithilwen in the positive, when Ceylon's depths shook uncontrollably, clenching around them and forcing their double-clasped fist out of her as she fell forward onto her belly, orgasmically spent and literally leaking a combination of arousal and cum.

"What was that?" Ithilwen prodded, pulling her hand away from his as a series of four bridges formed between their fingers, each a drooping strand of natural fluids. Drako, having finished, had long since slipped out of the clearing to go off and terrorize someone else. "I think it's about time we get dressed and head out of here." She suggested.

"Kind of preoccupied." Ezio countered, signaling towards his tied knot and the raised tail of his pet. "I hope you don't mind waiting."

A slow grin formed across Ithilwen's maw as she licked her lips, eyes shifting down to get a better look at the bulge forming in Scotty's pucker as the knot tugged at it. "Oh, I'm sure we can find something to do in the mean time."