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Shhhlink....shhhhlink....shhhlink... The metallic sound echoed through the halls of the empty castle, or almost empty anyway. Only one person remained, the owner of the halls. 'The Duke', as he was known to his people, Sisco to his friends and 'oh Fucking lord! Not that damned bear' to his enemies. The times were dark, far darker than anyone liked to admit. The dread Lord Kavath was casting a shadow far longer than any mortal, or immortal should. There was talk of the orc tribes pulling out of their homes in the mountains, running amok in the valleys. The Minos were restless, bashing their shields and refusing passage to outsiders.

Shhhlink... Shhhlink... Shhhlink... the Alliance was stretched, trying to put on powerful displays at the borders and preparing for an assault from the black lands. Sisco's own men had gone, gone to war. He had been asked to lead them, but with a heavy heart he refused. War? No there was no way to win this by war. You cannot fight the undead, all you can do is join them. He had sent the townspeople to the capital, to where they might be safe the longest. However, he would not abandon his home.

Shhhlink... shhhlink... shhhlink...Thud! The bear paused in his actions, the whet stone in one paw, his battleaxe in the other. He looked up from his seat by the fire for a moment and then his head returned to his axe. Shhhlink...shhhhhlink....shhhlink went the stone as it ground over the metal, removing tiny rough patches of metal and sharpening the blade. He would have need of it soon.

"I knew we'd find him on his own, polishing his weapon!" A mocking voice announced from the door.

"Come on in Gabriel. I'd have asked you to wipe your filthy hooves before coming into my castle, but it is too late for that I fear. I assume the hall rug is going to need a clean when all this is over," the bear replied, without looking up or stopping the sharpening.

"I'm surprised you heard us coming, you are starting to look your age," the grey clydesdale muttered as he stepped into the room. His armour was gleaming, pure plate metal and it fit him well, a towering figure of muscle thick of arm and leg.

"Aye, age catches up to us all, someday maybe you will act yours," the bear retorted with a grin. "Though my decline is far from over, I have long since left the top of the hill," the bear muttered with a smile. "I can still put you in your place though you cheeky young sod, it wasn't too long ago you lay over my knee squealing like a newborn while I spanked that tail end of yours red... kissed it better though, if I recall correctly. Back when you were just become a man."

"I'm surprised you can remember back that far,"laughed the horse as he reached the chair by the fire. Taking off his helmet and letting his wild mane free, as his armour gleamed orange and red in the glow of the fire. "What are you doing here, alone in the dark?"

"Waiting," replied the bear with a smile. "For company and as for the dark, I like the gloom, seeing too much can be a curse."

"Well company has arrived, so you can stop waiting," snorted the horse dumping himself down in the chair opposite.

"Ahhh too be young again, to be completely convinced the whole world revolves around me," a voice muttered from the doorway, making the grey pony jump in fright.

"Welcome Tristan, I hope the journey wasn't too rough for you," the bear said without even pausing in his axe sharpening.

"Oh please, don't pretend you heard him coming," snorted the surprised equine glaring at the bear.

"No, I smelled him the moment he stepped foot in the castle," the bear replied with a knowing smirk and then added softly. "I smelled you when you were a few miles away, ripe young stallion who rides in armour all day. That my friend is a funk which could knock out an elephant at fifty paces."

"Hey... I don't stink... that much," Gabriel replied giving himself a quick sniff and then recoiling in horror.

"You both smell fine to me, though my nose has travelled a little further than most, so perhaps I need to get a little closer for a true test," the black wolf replied stepping closer. He was dressed in heavy robes, clinging around his mostly slender frame. His stomach had some nice padding too it, enough to qualify him as cuddly.

The bear didn't respond with words, he placed the axe carefully to one side, his light brown tunic barely fitting around his huge frame. Powerful rippling muscles, above a rotund belly. He pulled the wolf into a warm huge and whispered, "welcome back old friend."

"You said it was urgent, I had to come," the wolf replied as he returned the hug.

"It is indeed, the other's will arrive soon, some you may know others you don't," the bear replied as he returned to his seat by the fire.

"Who are we waiting for and why are you calling us together?" The wolf asked as he took the seat opposite the bear.

The pony leaned against the wall and huffed an impatient breath, "come on bear, let's hear it."

"The why I will answer first, Kavath, our King looks to fight army to army. That will not work, our dead will only swell his ranks." The bear stroked the whetstone over his axe blade again. "I am calling together those I need to kill him. A knight like myself in young Gabe here, arrogant but skilled. Tristan a wise man, with strong magic. Rachen the cross-breed. Along with the wolf Trey, a newfoundland hound name Mathúin and a young fox named Luke. They are some of the best hunters in the land, greatly skilled with their bows.

Lizar of the desert lands, a skilled dessert mage, his fire magic is the stuff of legend. Lastly Sunkawakan and Mekarth two dragon lords, although Sun is a half breed they are both strong warriors. To join me and Gabe in the more physical affairs. Their skill with swords is almost as good as yours Gabe."

"I am unmatched," snorted the proud horse.

"Ha! You're good, but you never could beat me," the bear spat back. "While the dark lord empties his lands to attack our King's army we ten will slip behind his lines and into his palace. I have learned of a secret passage right into the dark Lord's chamber, by which we can slip past most of his defences."

The sound of the door thumping closed echoed around the room and the bear smiled, "the rest have arrived." First into the room was Lizar, dressed in light brown robes the lizard was by far the smallest of the company. Scrawny but spry and with a glint in his eye that betrayed his confidence.

Next came Luke, dressed in light leather armour with a bow on his back, his body lithe and trim. His fur blue like the skies of midday, he blushed at the old bear at the memories of the last time he was in the bear's castle. He was dwarfed by the two large dragons behind him, Mekarth first his broad muscular chest on display, his silver grey scales glimmering in the firelight, making the dragon glow. He was matched by Sunkawakan, broad and powerful. His scales a deep cobalt blue, except along his wings and belly, which were a dark grey. The dragon-horse hybrid's green eyes shone out with good natured mirth.

Mathúin followed them in, his bow slung over his back. He had some reading glasses perched on his canine muzzle. It was hard to believe when looking at the dog that he was one of the best shots in the kingdoms. The newfoundland dog's fur was so shaggy it was hard to see where the black fur stopped and the muscle began.

Lastly came two more canines; the folf Rachen and the wolf Trey. The two were similar in size and with a good healthy build. However that is where their similarity ended, Rachen's fur was dark brown, with reddish hues, except for his grey chest. However, what was more striking was his hair and mane, which was cobalt blue in colour, a match for Sunkawakan's scales. Trey was a handsome timberwolf, a little taller than the folf, the two were laughing together as they entered.

It took hours for the bear to explain his plans to the company, a while longer to convince them all that it was the best idea. However, it was Sisco's final suggestion that made them all pause.

"You want us to do what, stupid old bear ceremony?" Gabriel asked, the grey horse snorting in amusement.

"It is called the bonding, it is a traditional ursine war ceremony. The bear kings of old would require their armies to go through it, to build a strong bond between the men. It helped them act as one, to trust each other entirely." The bear replied with a sigh. "To do this and come out alive we must act as one, we must trust each other absolutely. While I know some of you well, and some of you know the others. We need this to bond and then tomorrow we ride for Kavath."

"Sure, we ride for Kavath, just a small matter of riding twenty miles undetected through enemy territory, past at least four forts. Then infiltrate a castle, kill the most powerful necromancer in history and then ride back." Rachen snorted his voice heavy with doubt. "Can we really do this?"

"I can cover our journey with a simple mist spell," Tristan replied giving the bear a nod. "It's dangerous but I have watched the threat from the undead grow for years. Sisco is right, this is not a battle that can be won by an army. Maybe, we could do it, maybe we can't but in a week battle will be joined and then the numbers of the dead will swell. We have a chance to stop this, so I for one will ride."

Mekarth reached out and put his huge hand on the bear's shoulder. "I stand with my friend."

"Me too," piped up Luke from his place beside Sisco.

A murmur of support passed around the room, ending with the broad equine. "Alright, I'm in. After all once we have killed Kavath I can use that to get into the pants of every knight and maid in the kingdom!"

The polar bear couldn't help but laugh, "damn you equines and your impure thoughts, of course if anyone ever says no..." the bear gave the equine a wink. "You know where to go for a yes. Now, the ceremony, please follow me everyone."

The bear led the troop through his castle to a large comfortable room. The floor was covered in thick plush furs, there were no torches lit, the only light coming from the fire flickering in the corner. As he entered the bear grabbed a pawful of something and threw it into the fire. For a moment it blazed a little higher and then it smoldered. A rich earthy and yet spicy aroma began to fill the room. There was more than a hint of musk to it, none but the bear knew the mix.

Sisco sniffed the air deeply and sighed, "blessed incense from the monks of Rallut..."

"I've visited those monks in my youth, they had some...interesting ideas on religious ceremonies," Tristan observed breathing in the musk happily as he remembered some rather fun days.

"They make good incense, well good for our purposes anyway. Now for the first act of the bonding," the bear replied smiling and pointing to a large barrel in the centre of the room. He leapt to it with surprising speed, ripping the lid off. The scent in the room changed instantly, thick potent rich tones of mead and honey filled the room. Sisco snatched a flagon up from a table beside the barrel, upon which many similar flagons had been placed. He dipped it into the barrel and lifted it up. "To my brave comrades in arms, I drink to honour you. From this day forth I will lay my life down to save any of you!" He toasted and then put the flagon to his lips and began to drink...no not drink, he quaffed huge swallow after huge swallow. His white fur getting stained with the yellow mead as his friends watched.

A cheer erupted from everyone as the bear finished the full flagon in one, the bear roared in victory. Then he waved at the tray, "time for your toasts! Unless you don't think you can manage to keep up," the last comment was aimed at Gabe and was all it took to make the equine step forward and repeat the bear's toast. The mead was good, sweet and rich it slid down easily and tasted of honey and spices. Each warrior shared a toast and by the time the final toast had been given other flagons had been refilled.

The incense and alcohol mixed well and all present found themselves relaxing. Soon the talk began to flow, each telling stories of themselves, some brave and others funny. While they talked, drank and shared with each other a great warmth began to build inside them all. A tingle spreading lower and lower. A well meaning pet on the shoulder sent shivers of desire down their spines and it wasn't long before the musk in the room was growing ripe.

It was Gabe who gave into his growing desires first. Grabbing the large bear suddenly and pressing his lips against the ursine's. The others watched, some in shock and others in amusement. Although all felt the need growing inside their own body. Sisco returned the kiss with passion, their lips parting, tongues were sent forth and a fierce battle raged between them as they fenced for superiority. Neither one wanting to give or submit. Paws ruffled through fur and armours were cast aside, falling like the leaves of autumn...only heavy metal leaves in Gabe's case.

The pair moaned deeply as paws wrapped around thick aroused cocks. Their kiss was broken and the two looked down, at the black paws around their drooling shafts and the desperate hungry look of a wolf, caught between two wonderful delicacies. "Hmmmp, guess Tristan is bitch enough for the both of us." Chuckled the equine before pulling Sisco back into a kiss.

Taking that as the permission he had so desperately been wanting Tristan leaned forward. Tasting the equine's shaft first, sweet grass and the watery but delightful taste of youthful vigour flooded his hungry tongue as he swirled it around the meat. Then with a gasp he let the flare slip from his lips and he tried the bear, deep earthy tones and a potent musk, a strong fortified wine compared to the equine's light bubble champagne flavour. Both delicious and fulfilling but in different ways.

The wolf worshiped both meats wanting neither to feel abandoned for long. His paws danced over two sets of heavy testicles and he growled with desire to drain them dry, however long that would take. He pledged himself to the task with more zeal than he had committed to any quest or vow in his life. His lips never stilled, the taste of both males driving him crazy with desire. While above him he could hear the moans and cries of delight as the two strong males kissed and caressed each other.

All around them small groups began to form. Mekarth and Sunkawakan sat together, gently caressing each other's chests and nuzzling muzzles in traditional dragon fashion. While

Mathúin and Luke kissed and ground against each other lewdly. A green paw caressed Luke's cheek and pulled him into a kiss with lizar, as the naked lizard threw himself over both canines. Trey and Rachen gave each other a wink as they watched, each stroking an erect cock as about them the room was filled with the moans and cries of others lost to their lust. Trey broke first standing up he walked over the the naked folf, enjoying the look of his sprawled naked form, the lithe and yet fit form so very inviting. He nodded down at the erect maleness, "you mind if I... get to know you better?"

Rachen smiled and squeezed his cock, stroking it slowly, wanting to tantalise the wolf for a moment. It certainly worked and with the warm glow burning inside him trey could feel his mouth flooding with drool as he eyed up the meat, his own cock drooling copious amounts of pre onto the floor. Then the folf took his paw off his own cock and smiled,"you may get to know me better, but only if I get to know you better as well."

Trey was quick to pick up the folf's meaning and it took only a few heartbeats for the two to be laying together, head to toe. Each one with a canine cock filling their hungry maw, sucking and bobbing in unison, the pleasure between them growing with each passing moment.

Tristan was still lost in the heaven of thick musky man meat, he whimpered though as two paws grabbed the scruff of his neck and he was pulled roughly out of nirvana. Two grinning faces shook their heads at him,"it's not going to be that easy old man!" Snorted Gabe as Sisco grabbed a flagon from the floor and pouring the thick mead over his cock he stood up.

The wolf trembled in lust as the bear walked around him, he felt his tail be pulled aside. Closing his eyes he awaited the push of a thick cock, readying himself to welcome it, instead he felt the warm tickle and strong of hot breath, followed by the lap of a powerful tongue. His yowl of surprise and pleasure was muffled by a horse cock as the thick flare was thrust passed his lips. "Mmm come on old man, surely you can do more than one thing at a time," Snorted the pony.

Sisco's tongue delved hungrily into the rear of his friend, thrusting deeper and deeper, swirling around as he heard the bitch whimpering and squealing. His desires were building far too fast and he knew he needed to spend them quickly. With a gasp of heavily musked air he pulled his muzzle away and grabbed his thick cock. The honey mead covered black meat pressed under the wolf's tail. With a grunt the bear forced his way easily through the wolf's pitiful defences and with a snarl he hilted inside him.

The bear reached out and grabbed Gabe by the chest and pulled him into a deep kiss, while the two rutted the wolf in both ends. Thick meat slipping and sliding lewdly into the wolf's happy body, Tristan's mind was somewhere else, all he knew was bliss as his cock begged him for release. His balls aching as he swallowed more and more equine pre, as thick meat reamed his prostate and his body was used for the pleasure of his friends.

The other wolf was close to release as well, his cock throbbing and aching inside Rachen's expert muzzle. The folf's tongue teasing his flesh delightfully. Trey's howl of pleasure was muffled by the thick throbbing folf cock that was being thrust roughly into his mouth. While Rachen found himself swallowing warm thick potent lupine spunk. The taste was all he needed to trigger his own peak, he bred the wolf's hungry maw desperately as his balls tingled, pumping their contents into the mouth of the willing bitch he had found.

Two spent cocks were pulled from gasping muzzles and the wolf and folf lay on the floor panting heavily. While the watched Sisco and Gabe spitroast a happily squirming wolf, the bear's thrusting growing fast and brutal. The equine following his example rutting the lupine's muzzle and then their kiss was broken with a joint roar and neigh, as they flooded the wolf in both ends, fucking in unison as their heavy balls grew lighter.

Mathúin, Luke and Lizar were sitting watching. With Luke in between the two older bigger males. His young paws were filled, one with a heavy long newfoundland cock and the other with the slightly thinner, strangely scaled meat. The two male's kissed behind him, while they both stroked the excited young male's cock with one paw. Their fingers dancing together, like the best of partners, working towards driving the young male to his edge. He reached it quickly, the scene before him and the scents filling the air far too much for his inexperienced body to withstand. Crying out thin lines of white fox spunk stained the furs that covered the floors.

Sunkawakan chuckled as he saw the others and then his breath caught in his throat as Mekarth stood before him. The dragon's loincloth dropped and his muzzle was presented with a delicious treat, a long pure blood dragon cock. Spear-like, different from his own which held many traces of his equine half, longer and thicker with a medial ring and a partial flare. However, Mekarth's offering was definitely more than acceptable to his wants and needs.

His lips sealed around the maleness and he sighed happily with memories of home at the taste of another dragon, somehow clearer and sharper than the taste of other species. The younger male placed a paw on his head thrusting forward with mild impatience. Sunkawakan reached out, caressing the young male's heavy sack and suckling firmly. Smiling to himself the drorse used his long tongue to curl around the thick meat as he bobbed his head, taking in the full length easily.

Mekarth roared out in pleasure, the feelings running up his cock making him lose his mind for the moment. He thrust forward desperately, mating the older male's muzzle as if he was some whorish wench. His balls slapping heavily on Sunkawakan's chin. Who responded by increasing the movement of his lips, taking the young male in easily, kissing his crotch with each motion. The talented older male easily proving the young studs downfall with a cry Mekarth felt his first release of the evening, his cock spraying his potent seed into the hungry male's maw.

As he felt his strength begin sucked out through his cock Mekarth fell to his knees panting and lost for the moment. Leaving a slightly frustrated older male, chuckling above him, "oh to be young again and have stamina!" He whispered as he reached down to stroke his own erect cock. However, a white paw grabbed his wrist and firmly pulled it away.

A deep voice rumbled into his ear softly, "been a long time since I tasted dragon flesh." As Sisco pushed Mekarth out of the way and his head dove down, taking the cock into his mouth like the first morsel of food eaten by a starving man. Sunkawakan cried out in pleasure as the bear's talented tongue danced over his hot flesh. Then he found himself pulled roughly into a kiss as Gabe had crawled over to join them. The kiss was returned as the quine grabbed Sunkawakan's half drained mug of mead and poured it over his mottled equine length. "Roll onto your side!" it was a command and one the drorse had no intention of disobeying.

The bear grunted and moved with them, keeping his mouth firmly sealed around the thick length. While Gabe wasted no time grinding his thick flare against the drorse's exposed pucker. The equine moaned at the feel of the hot puckered entrance and then thrust forward hard. Sunkawakan squealed as he felt himself spreading around the hot meat as it invaded his depths easily. The young stud licking the elder male's neck as he groaned in his ear. "Mmmm I forgot how much of a tight bitch you can be."

Gabe wasted no time, treating the male as he would any bitch to receive his cock, rolling his hips he drove in deep, but with skill and aim. The pain passing in a moment, while the bear's mouth around his cock kept him lost between pleasures. Sunkawakan had no choice but to surrender himself to the two. They in turn had no reservations in taking what they wanted from him, with rough long strokes Gabe bred the willing bitch, gasping and panting as he reamed the tight ass desperately.

The dual pleasure proved to be the drorse's downfall. He was driven to his peak in record time roaring out as he pumped the ursine's maw full of his seed. The bear sucked hungrily draining every drop as Gabe neighed out loudly emptying his second load into the drorse. While the bear got to his feet and wandered away Mekarth got to his knees and smirked at the panting lost mess that had become of Sunkawakan, "Oh to be old and have stamina!"

Surveying the room, his cock very much aching with need, Sisco was delighted to see that most of his companions were engaged with each other. Trey and Rachen were both on all fours, kissing each other. While behind Trey Mathúin was thrusting his thick cock into the wolf. The folf had Lizar behind him thrusting deeply. The two on top timing their thrusts so that those under them cried out at the same time. The room was filled with sights, sounds and scents of bliss. Moans and squeals coming from many, the slap of hip on him, the slurping sounds of lubricated members being thrust inside welcoming maws and rumps.

As he watched the four Sisco felt two small paws on his cock, looking down he found a blue face looking up at him with hungry eyes. With a smile and a nod the bear gave the young fox permission and a warm mouth was his reward. Luke was not quite able to fit the bear's full maleness inside his mouth, he never the less made a valiant effort to take inasmuch as he could. Sisco moaned happily as he watched Mathúin and Lizar thrusting faster and faster.

The two tops were not fully lost to the bliss of the moment, they both reached under and found the erect aching maleness of their partners. Four voices joining in a moment of pure bliss, thrusting and moaning, rocking as one as their joint bliss filled all of them. Rachen and Trey moaning into each other's mouths. Their hot panting breath filled with the pleasure of the moment.

Then with a last thrust and a howl of pleasure Mathúin thrust his knot deep inside Trey and that was the trigger for them all. The room echoed with cries of bliss unmatched as four cocks emptied themselves. Two onto the floor and two into their lovers With moans and gasps the four fell onto the floor, Rachen cuddling up to Lizar, while Trey and Matt were locked together. The dog nibbling and kissing up and down the lupine's neck.

With the heady mixture of heat, musk and alcohol fueling him the reptile was driven to lusts far quicker than his partner. Kissing the folf deeply and passionately, his paw reaching down and making a little symbol he cast a small spell, his green hand becoming sheathed in flames. He grasped the folf's flagging maleness. Rachen cried out in surprise and then looking down in amazement.

There was no pain with the flames that now coated his cock, instead only a wonderful encompassing warmth. His fur was unsinged by the magical flames. While the lizard rolled him onto his back and spread the folf's legs. All the while the warmth and pleasure surrounding the folf's cock grew. It was a favourite spell of the reptile, he used it on many lovers, he knew there was a trick to it. The magic would drive the folf closer and closer to orgasm, however no matter how much he wanted it or needed it Rachen wouldn't cum until Lizar finished the spell by pumping his own spunk deep inside the by then desperate bitch.

The lizard returned his own aching cock to the warm sheath of folf rear. He could feel his own seed surrounding his maleness as he began to thrust. Rachen cried out in pleasure pushing back willingly while his cock began to ache and throb. His balls were begging him already for release, his paw grabbed himself, the warm flames engulfing the paw as well. He jerked himself desperately and yet no matter how fast he tugged he couldn't bring himself to his peak.

Smiling and moaning Lizar bred the squirming folf, his hips thrusting harder and harder. His paws gripping tightly as he felt the tight depths gripping him desperately trying to hold him inside. Sometimes he had kept his lovers like this for hours, however, he knew this was not the time to hold back. There were many other lovers for them both to enjoy, so he bred Rachen desperately fast. His green scaled hips smacking into the folf's with lewd thuds and moans. Then he leaned down and as he felt his orgasm take hold he kissed Rachen.

Rachen felt the flames around his member grow stronger, the feelings and pleasures overwhelmed every sense he had. He knew he was kissing, he knew he was being fucked. However, all he could feel was pure intoxicating bliss as his body convulsed and his seed shot out, covering them both as their union blazed away.

The bear raised an eyebrow at the interesting pyrotechnical display before him. While his paw rested on Luke's head holding the fox still as he slowly and gently bred his muzzle. The fox had been far too eager, the bear knew he would have cum already if he had left it up the the horny vulpine. However, he had wanted to watch the other's and with the display over he turned his full attention to the fox. He wanted nothing more than to stuff Luke so full of bear meat the vulpine would taste bear cock for weeks.

Yet to the bear's surprise he found that someone had already beaten him too it. While his eyes had watched the fireworks Mekarth had taken advantage of an exposed vulpine rear, the dragon was hilt deep and rocking back and forth quickly. Sisco knew now why Luke had been crying out so loudly around his hard length. "Damn it Mekarth, I wanted to finish in his ass. I'm so going to have Tristan turn you into something for this...maybe a cute fuzzy panda..."

"Fuck! Sorry, it was just there before my eyes and I had to have it, "groaned the dragon as he drove his grey hips down hard on Luke's blue ones. "I'm willing to share... if you think he can take it."

With a chuckle the bear looked down at the fox, he thought back to the last time he had the vulpine in his castle. "Believe me he can take it...though he might squeal just a little bit at first." As he spoke the bear pulled back, his thick meat slipping from Luke's hungry lips. Mekarth put his strong arms around the slender fox's waist and lifted him up, balancing the vulpine with his cock wedged deep inside.

Sisco slipped to his knees and slipped forward, his broad tree trunk-like thighs sliding under the Dragon's as he guided his cocktip to the fox's stretched pucker. The bear stroked the fox's cheek and kissed it, whispering, "if you need me to stop just tell me." Luke gasped and nodded, his agreement interrupted by desperate hungry ursine lips. They kissed deeply, while his cock began to push and Luke began to whimper.

Mekarth held still as he felt the hard lump pushing up against him. Luke's ass suddenly becoming tightly as his ring stretched around them both. The dragon closed his eyes and moaned as he felt bear cock sliding up beside his. Inch by inch the ursine pushed into the squirming vulpine. With each movement the fox became tighter around him, his cock was aching and his body was desperately lost to the need to breed. Gasping he bit down on Luke's shoulder, trembling as he held back the need to thrust, to ream this super tight bitch. All the while the feel of another male inside drove his dominant needs wild, the challenge of another male fueled the natural need to be dominant. He locked his eyes with the bear, who simply smiled.

Luke held his breath, trying not to struggle, not that it mattered, four strong arms were holding him and he knew that he could never get free. Inside he could feel both cocks, he could feel himself stretching and he whimpered there was pain, but more than that there was desire. The fox needed it, he needed to show he could take it all and please them both. Every throb, every twitch seemed far more intense than any cock he'd ever taken and all he wanted was more. With each motion he bit his lip and he sighed happily as he felt the dragon bite down on him dominantly, hanging his head submissively like the bitch he knew he was inside.

With a deep sigh of satisfaction Sisco felt his orbs pressing against the dragon's as his length filled the young fox. He could feel Mekarth's heartbeating rapidly as their lengths were crushed together by the fox's vice-like anal grip. Then he took a breath and pulled back and inch, before thrusting back in. three voices lifted in a deep moan of bliss. The dragon taking the next thrust, the bear taking his turn next. The two held each other's gaze breeding the fox as one. There was no moment when the cocks inside Luke were still. His prostate was under constant wonderful assault and all the pain melted away.

Growling deeply Sisco bit down on Luke's other shoulder as the two dominant males began to lose themselves to the pleasure of the fox's tight hole. Their thrusting growing faster and wilder, no longer in time with each other, the pressure and pleasure inside Luke was constant. He couldn't control himself or the others and before he knew it he was squealing out, while his cock sprayed out a load of fox seed onto the bear's chest.

Letting go of Luke's shoulder Mekarth cried out as the tightest hole he'd ever bred somehow got tighter. Seizing his opportunity Sisco reached out a paw and grabbed the dragon pulling him in for a deep kiss as his thrusting grew wild. The two mates rutted with besital need, their cocks throbbing and aching as they glided over each other. The fox's hole stretched far beyond anything it had ever been before. While his tongue lost the battle with the bear's dominant tongue the dragon lost control of himself inside the fox and cried out into the ursine muzzle as the tight hole suddenly became warm and slippery as copious amounts of dragon spunk were fucked deep inside.

Sisco roared with pleasure as he felt his own orgasm take hold, fucking upwards savagely as he felt warm dragon and bear cum soaking his crotch. Eventually Luke's fell off and landed on top of Mekarth.

"I really hope he is able to ride a horse tomorrow," Tristan mutter from his place across the room, where Trey was sharing his cock with Rachen. The bear just laughed in response, he was sure someone would know a healing spell or two for any aches.

The night continued like that for many hours. Until at last everyone was spent and sore. The room stank of musk, sweat and cum. While the company fell into a deep and satisfied sleep. Sisco was last to close his eyes, he knew his plan had worked. After this he was sure they would die for each other, he just hoped it would be enough of a bond to face what was coming.

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