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Alleria could count the march of time by the slow slide of the sun moving across the ground inch by slow inch. That was the only hint that time was actually passing and she had been tied long enough that she learned the pattern of the sun sliding over the cobblestone flooring that made up her prison. She watched the bar of light, counting her breathing as the rippling cramps passed along her body and made her suck in a breath. Her sides heaved up and down as the gold-silver gryphoness felt her muscles tightening along the swollen bulge of her egg heavy belly. Her body contracting as she sucked down a breath and shuddered, her toes curling down as the phoenix gryphon twisted in place, her back arching and the pressure grew by the moment.

The dragons walked around her with an easy dismissal of her discomfort, the creatures seemingly unmoved by her small distressed sound as the heavy weight of the eggs shifted inside of her. Her stomach muscles worked and caused her body to seize up while she arched against the restraints that kept her legs drawn out in front of her. There was not enough give to let her get comfortable or adjust herself, her breathing came in short little bursts. Her beak gaped open wide as she tried to settle herself as best that she could manage, squirming and twisting in place when the next contraction struck her. It made her eyes water and she let out a helpless noise from deep in her throat.

She had been forced to remain their slave for the entirety of her breeding and pregnancy, carefully housed with her wings clipped for the first part of imprisonment, and then her own weight kept her down. The clutch wasn't large in terms of quantity, but the two eggs growing inside of her were by far larger than what she should have been able to carry. She let out a wheezing call, one that was torn from her throat as she felt her stomach tensing down again. Jarik was watching everything with bright and strange eyes, fixated on her with interest that made her feel filthy. Her tail was being hiked upwards with a series of restraints that made her hind legs splay open wide.

"Two eggs, that is not much to add to our legion." One of the watcher's growled as the dragon moved his claws down to trace her bulging stomach. "It will be years before they are useful."

"We play the long game, Shuria. Two flighted dragons will add a great deal, and they are the first." He said while Alleria's eyes teared up and she scrabbled her paws against the table, feeling her muscles splitting in the worst ways inside of her.

Her cervix was being splayed open with a brutal efficiency that took her breath away as the force of the egg began to push backwards. She screeched out loudly, her beak opening as far as it could go as she felt the cramps tearing through her. She was scrabbling to hold onto anything, unprepared for the pressure that was building up along her loins. The hard edge of the orb started to push outwards, straining the opening down and tearing as it went, making her see stars as she held her breath and tried to push down around the too large egg that inched outwards. Her face flushed red while she held her breath, barely able to gasp down air before bearing down again.

She had seen hens laying before, it was a part of her life at Skyhaven, especially when it had been apparent that older and wealthier females were eyeing her to carry their brood. They had laid somewhat painfully, but it had been reasonably smooth and easy for them. Not this. This wasn't smooth, muscles were lashing down and contracting, squeezing and straining just to gain an inch as she splayed her hind legs as wide as they would go. She struggled to make room in her body as the dragon's watched her with an air of anticipation about them. The way they stared at her made her feel exposed, the humiliation growing steadily as she felt the spill of lubricating fluids building along her reddening cunny lips.

"In decades, perhaps." The opposing dragon said with a slight growl to his voice. "If they have wings."

"They are like animals, they age rapidly, like any four legged beast." Jarik responded. "Any males that hatch will be breeding ready in a few years and we breed them back to the dam. In that time, she can produce six clutches a year given her current rate and our ability to heal damage."

Alleria didn't want to hear that, she didn't want to contemplate this happening again. Unfortunately, not even her pain blocked out the conversation as the next straining push inched the thick egg down along her passage. Her choked pants sounded overly large as she could feel it bulging down her birthing canal, roughly splaying her silky inner walls apart to hug around the passage. Her mound puffing outwards as she felt her lower stomach getting more space as the egg left its twin in her stomach. Her muscles knew what to do, even as she felt terror that she was about to ripped in two trying to lay the too large egg. Her gasping breathing came out in a short choked noise as the next push edged the hard shell out into the light.

Her legs were shaking as she strained, her beak opening up wider to scream before she felt a brush of filthy draconic magic sliding over her body. It was a crudely made spell that suddenly silenced her screams, turning them into hisses as she pushed and the egg pushed between her lips and into the light. The sharp pains growing as she raked her claws and threw herself against the restraints. She tried to scream out again, but there was only silence as the oily feeling spell clung to her, refusing to allow her screams to disturb the watching dragons. They didn't even leave her that.

"That would be different, breeding back would secure the genetics." The doubter conceded as Alleria inched the egg outwards.

It bloated her birthing canal, from the tip of the egg to the cervix, it was large enough that both opening remained splayed as she pushed outwards. Her vision speckled with black and grey as the widest point of the egg pushed into the light. The glistening strands clung messily, coating the edges with a spill before the orb slipped outwards from her body. The sudden weight of it slipping with a powerful squeeze of her internal muscles. The twinge making her entire body go stiff as she forced the orb from herself, slipping it free with another straining push. Her entire body jerking upwards as the pain came in a sharp gut wrenching twist as the pressure left her.

The egg didn't fall to the ground, she didn't hear so much as a click as one of the kobold servants caught it under the eyes of their master. The monstrously large orb was cradled with a tenderness that wasn't shown their mother. Alleria sagged forward with a nearly sobbing cry of relief, her head tipped against her forelegs as she trembled in place. Her entire lower body hurt, it felt like one aching bruise, and there was no cure or end to it. Not when her stomach began to contract again, the start of a new eruption of pain as her body tried to edge the next egg towards her cervix. One down, one to go, and they were already discussing six clutches a year for her future.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Rill skirted the line of the cells and did his best to not let the dragons see him moving around them. They wouldn't normally pay attention to a lowly kobold that was running around with a broom and seemed to be busy cleaning. None of the higher dragons thought anything about kobolds as long as they seemed to be doing work. They might as well have been invisible, which meant he was able to slip through the dungeon without anyone doing more than snarling at him angrily to move along when he was too slow. It made his heart pound faster as he kept his head down as far as he could and bolted towards the medical room that was set up for the their most recent acquisition.

Everyone knew about the gryphon that was being kept in the lower levels, it was all the talk of the drakes hoping to breed her to have offspring able to fly. It was the largest breakthrough in the war that they'd had in quite some time. He had no interest in the breeding concepts, he had no hope that a kobold would be able to muddy their bloodlines with a gryphon. He didn't want to. What he wanted was more direct and simpler than that, what he wanted was freedom and a chance to escape the near slavery that being born a kobold had given him. He was tired of eating scraps, tired of cleaning filth and caring for dragons who would quite happily eat one of them if they displeased them. He was ready to escape, he needed to escape.

The kobold swallowed as he walked along the closed off corridor and saw one of the dragons pulling a cart laden with two large mottled eggs. He kept his eyes down, scurrying forward with his broom while his breathing caught in his throat as there was a snarl from the drake and a tail nearly snapped against him while he rushed towards the still open door of the room. There was only one other living creature in this place that wanted out as badly as he did and had the ability to do so. Her wings could save them both as long as he was able to convince her to trust him. He swallowed a little nervously as he stepped to the open door and saw the roughly feathered gryphoness.

She had been quite lovely when she'd been captured, but they hadn't given her much in the way of grooming or care since then. She was showing the signs in the slightly disheveled state of her feathering and the way her wing feathers were a little more ragged despite the fact the primaries had recently grown in after being clipped. She was exhausted looking, almost deflated, after having laid the clutch of eggs, her eyes not even opening as he stepped into the room. It was empty, which was what he had counted on. They had no use for a female that wasn't fertile enough yet to be bred and was too exhausted to escape. At least, so they thought.

"Miss.." He hissed softly, swallowing a little bit when the hen shifted in her bonds. "I have come to rescue you."

And myself... Rill thought without shame, seeing the hen swing her head towards him, her eyes looking almost blind.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Alleria saw the kobold in front of her, the sleek little blue lizard not at all like his masters. He wasn't intimidating or frightening, he was too thin and had a nervous air about him as he flinched just at her look. She was achingly sore and exhausted, her body ravaged by her egg laying, still throbbing faintly as she watched the creature fidget in front of her. They normally came to clean her cage or attend to her messes, things that the dragons found distasteful. Unlike the warrior-like dragons, these were too small to be effective fighters, just five feet tall and their claws small and useless looking. Seeing one here was no surprise, but it was a mockery to hear him say that he was here to rescue her. It nearly made her choke out a laugh at the cruelty of it.

"Go away." She hissed, trying to muster whatever she could to sound as if she were in control of at least some part of her life.

"Shhh..." The kobold came forward, nearly wringing his hands as he did so. "Do not alert them! They will know I am here!"

"Alert them?" She gave an angry look as the small creature stepped to her side and rested a small hand against her feathered shoulder. She flinched, trying to shrink away from the almost caress.

"We can escape, you and I." The kobold bobbed his head in a nervous little gesture. "I will free you, smuggle you topside to where you can fly, yes? Freedom!"

Alleria blinked at the near-slave and clacked her beak a little while the small fingers fumbled with the large leather straps that held her pinned to the table. He was remarkably deft at the large metal buckles, betraying a strength that she wouldn't have attributed him if she hadn't witnessed his strength. She shifted and hissed to herself, perking her ear tufts up as there was a little twist and tug that loosened the strap over her shoulders and it fell down along the line of her sides. He as actually undoing her straps, something that roused her feathering up a little bit as the kobold worked swiftly, his nervous head tipping back almost constantly to where the dragon had left with the eggs she'd laid.

They had been merciless as she had clutched, not doing anything to aid her, save to adjust a small piece of magic that held her from screaming too loudly. They hadn't liked the sounds of her screeching, nor had they tolerated her attempts to beg them to do something to help her. That magic clung to her, oily feeling, clinging to her feathers in a disgusting way that let her know that it was doing its work to try and heal her aching body. She knew it was no kindness that they were healing her, they were simply doing what they must to make sure that she could be rebred nearly immediately. They weren't going to allow her time to recover naturally, even if the spell was using her own magical resources to fuel it. She needed to get out of here.

"Why are you helping me?" She asked the kobold suspiciously as he unhooked her haunches, the small lizard gave her a look and grimaced.

"I don't want to serve here, I want freedom. For freedom, I need wings." He said and carefully unchained her tail, allowing her the relief to drop it over her body. "There is a temple, long left to the jungle, that we can flee to easily. No dragon can enter, not even I can, but you have phoenix blood and can pass the threshold. We can be safe there."

"They won't let me go." She said and Alleria carefully sat up, feeling her healing muscles twinging painfully along her stomach. "They'll catch me."

"Not if we pass up along the upper cells, once you're in the air you can make it." The kobold said with a little smirk. "They are celebrating the new eggs, they'll be drinking heavily for the afternoon, their celebration will last for hours at the very least."

Alleria let the last of the restraints fall away and stood up on all fours shakily, her body was so sore that she could barely breathe. She wanted to collapse and curl into a ball, especially with the drag against her aura that their magic was taking, but now was not the time to collapse into a useless pile. There was escape in the horizon if she believed the kobold, and she had no reason to disbelieve him. After all, the creatures were treated terribly by the larger and more ferocious kindred. Why wouldn't one wish to escape? And to escape, he would need wings if he were to not be caught by their dogs and hunters. It made sense in a way that she could accept, even in her hazy exhausted mind.

She glanced at the blue lizard and gauged his size compared to her own. She could carry him, but it wouldn't be for far. She would have to land only after an hour in the air, if she made it that long. Her condition was far from good and there was no doubt that she'd use a great deal of energy in the initial flight to get her far enough from the nets and spears that she'd take that hour and half it. Still, a half hour flight was quite a distance from the city and he had spoken of a temple that they could access and recover in. She clacked her beak lightly and carefully, stiffly, stepped off the table.

"You can get us to the upper level?" She asked cautiously while her rescuer pulled off some of the leather straps from the table.

"Yes, yes I can. If you promise to take me with you, I can get you there." The kobold gave a tentative smile. "I am Rill."

"Alleria." She dipped her head, testing her wings with a slight flex. They weren't hurt, the magic that healed her was doing its job too. Her hind legs were less sore, her hips felt more natural as she walked. "Then we should hurry. If they catch us.. there will be no second chance."

"Only death for me." Rill agreed and gestured towards the door. "Come, we must hurry, they will celebrate and then recall you are here. Then they will think of the next clutch to put into you."

"Yes..." She shuddered and padded towards the door. She wasn't going to be their broodhen again.

~ ~ * ~ ~

"I think.. I think we're safe here." Alleria panted shallowly and folded her wings against her back, flicking her eyes around a little nervously to glance at their safe haven.

Rill bobbed his head up and down in agreement, clinging to her back tightly as she trotted beneath the fallen ruins that made up the old Phoenix Haven. It was little more than bits of rock and shattered walls where the war had torn things asunder. It was gaping caverns and rocks that had been destroyed with siege engines that had been used to destroy the place. It was little more than a patch of rock in the jungle now, hardly something that she would have expected to flee to to find help. It didn't have many walls left remaining, but the moment she had dipped down through the tree cover she had been aware of magic that still lingered here. Strong magic. Phoenix magic.

It recognized her and let her pass, though she had felt it shudder as the kobold had come with her, nothing had stopped him. He was with her, that was enough for the magic to allow him access to the interior of the grounds. Otherwise, it would have struck him down, or worse, killed him outright for attempting to penetrate what had once been a temple.

Her sides heaved heavily as she glanced around and felt the kobold sliding off her back. The leather straps he'd taken from the prison cell had been used to make a harness he could cling to while she flew, though she had hated the feel of it against her body, she had allowed it since it was obvious he needed it. Their escape had been anticlimactic in so much that no one had sent up the great war machines to shoot her down. The only thing that had followed had been curses and a few nets lobbed at her, easily evaded. They hadn't had time to prepare to take her down, it had been so sudden that they had been caught unaware. It was almost enough to make her laugh in delight at how they had been tricked, if it weren't for the fact she was exhausted.

She managed to wriggle out of the straps that wrapped around her with the help of the kobold. She no longer felt as if she were torn, her body was rapidly recovering from laying the eggs, the magic clinging to her still returning her to a state that she was uncomfortably familiar with. She dismissed her feelings of discomfort as she felt the slight ache starting from in her stomach as her body was not only healed, but prepped. She had no doubts the dragons had planned to prepare her for her next breeding immediately, especially with the way that they'd talked about her. They'd want her to be ready to bear her next clutch immediately.

"This place has been abandoned for decades, the old priests fled after the war, though there was no hope of us penetrating it." Rill said as he trotted around with a little flick of his tail. "The magic never really broke."

"It's old magic." She said. "It's surprising that it's been left up, but I guess they fled swiftly."

"They protected the heart of the temple." Rill trotted over a few chunks of stone and towards what was a mostly free standing building that made up the actual temple. "They could only destroy the outer walls."

"Lucky for us." Alleria sighed a little as she passed through the main doors, sneezing at the scent of dust on the air.

There were quite a few temples scattered around outside of Skyhaven. Before the war there had been small sects that had been set up with various priests and priestesses. Most of them were half forgotten, but their magic still lingered, gryphons that had been closer to the pure phoenix rather than those that were mixed bloods. She had once heard some of the upper nobility speak with longing for a time when they had been of far purer blood and there had been less feline traits to taint them. The magic was certainly strong enough to make her wonder just what it had been like when the priesthood had stood here in full force.

The statues were intact inside of the temple, gryphons reared up with more avian features, their forepaws pressed together so that they formed graceful arches above her. They weren't covered in riches or jewels, but the stone that had been used to create them made them something beautiful and elegant. They were white and silver with flecks of black in places. There were no rough edges, everything had been polished and smoothed, the feathers individually carved. It caused her to tilt her head all the way back to get a good glimpse up at the ceiling. There were a few holes, but it was still holding strong. The magic was woven into the stone of the place, she could feel it warming her, offering her strength as it recognized her for her phoenix mixed heritage. She was safe, she was finally safe. Away from them.

She flicked her wings onto her back and padded down the long hall, her tail tip twitching back and forth behind her. The bright sounds of the jungle behind them, the chatter of birds and monkeys, but her eyes were fixed on the rooms that sprawled out from the heart of the temple. They could save here and be safe, she could heal and shed the last of the dragon magic that was making her skin twitch unhappily. Once she felt strong enough she would.....

What? Fly back to Sky Haven? She would simply be used as a brood hen there too, perhaps a better cared for one, but that was the bald truth of the matter. She couldn't take Rill with her, he'd be imprisoned for his scales. But there had to be other options beyond that. There were other countries and other lands that she could explore. For now, rest, rest was the only thing she cared about. Not the nagging start of her magic induced heat or her aching body, or the eggs she had left behind.

~ ~ * ~ ~

"Try again! Perhaps you should try calling up some fire?" Rill suggested as he watched his companion attempt to walk past the great gilded doorway.

Alleria gave him a sidelong look and then regarded the door with distaste that was bordering on anger. Her tail was whipping back and forth before she stepped forward and reached out to test the empty darkness. It should have let her past, it should have shown her the hall beyond the doorway or let her use fire to get a hint of what it was, but there was nothing. It was utter darkness that was laced heavily with magic that she couldn't penetrate. It was the only part of the entire temple that they weren't able to enter, which frustrated both of them to no end as the days marched on and they steadily began to recover from their escape. The longer that Alleria was awake, the more interested that she became in finding out about the temple they'd found.

Rill had done his best to set up a camp for them in the main part of the building near the altar. It was covered up enough that the weather didn't touch them and there was some protection thanks to the walls which kept warmth in during the cooler nights. The first day Alleria had simply slept, exhausted from her flight, and he knew that there was still magic at work on her. The kobold could smell it, sharp and strange, making him wrinkle his lips backwards in distaste at just how thick the feel of it was. Dragon magic wasn't like gryphon magic at all, it was mostly created from blood and violence instead of true magic. It left a taint to it, like oil, and the feeling of it on his companion made him itch, but at least it was doing some good to repair what had happened to her body. He could tolerate it for that, and to all glimpses, she did appear to be quite healthy now.

"It's no good." Alleria shook her head. "It's probably a treasure room, something that they had to lock even against their own kind."

"We could have used some treasure." He commented and leaned his back against the altar as his companion returned with her tail lashing back and forth in annoyance.

Alleria gaped her beak at him in a smile. She was more relaxed around him now, especially when he had made no move to try and blackmail her or harm her. He wasn't imposing like the dragons, he was smaller than she was an she could have easily taken him easily if she had wanted too. He had made an art of seeming unassuming and harmless to beings that could have easily eaten him without a second thought. The hen was positively friendly compared to them, chattering softly to him and relaxing as they spent the first few nights waiting for an attack to strike from beyond the bespelled walls, but nothing came. The dragons might have assumed that she would have fled towards Sky Haven, not counting on the fact he might lead her elsewhere. No one thought of kobolds as intelligent or crafty.

He sighed a little bit and felt the warm brush of feathers and fur against his side as the phoenix gryphon dropped down next to her with a sigh of her own. She was quite warm, radiating a low fire that was comfortable against his side, the warm spicy scent of feathers filling the air. The temple didn't have much in the way of entertainment now that they had explored, there were no books or anything he understood written on the walls. Alleria had confessed she couldn't read any of the markings either, she was only worried that there could be magical traps lying in wait for them and neither of them would be able to avoid them. But as no traps were found and no one came to drive them away, they relaxed even further.

"It would do me little good in Sky Haven." She commented, a bitter edge to her voice as he reached over and naturally began to smooth her feathers out of the way. "I don't have enough of a title to hold onto wealth."

"There's other places besides going home." Rill said with a little tip of his head, feeling her lean into his attention. "We could go to other lands, you and I, have adventures... well, if we had the money, I suppose."

"Rrrrr I think I have had enough adventures to last a life time." Alleria clacked her beak a few times while she was groomed.

It was hard to ignore the fact that she was quite responsive to the strokes that nape of her neck, her eyes lidding almost all the way shut while she tipped her head down in silent offering for him to go further. He tickled and kneaded, working the fingers down with a series of firm flexing scrunches that ran against the base of the feathers and worked out to try and smooth out the frayed edges. They wouldn't really look better until she molted, but he was doing his best to make her comfortable. The gryphon was sweet in her own way, grateful for his help, losing her suspicion as the days passed and he did nothing to try and chain her or capture her. Not that the kobold had any hope of overpowering her even if he wanted to, but he was still happy she was relaxing around him.

It was a pleasure to feel the feathers in his fingers, but his attention wasn't just on the fact that she was stretching out in silent offering for him to work down the line of her back. The brilliant gold and silver feathering was fluffed up, spreading out the slightly sweet scent on the air that was starting to grow more alluring by the moment. The magic that had been cast on her hadn't been a simple kindness to heal her from having to lay such a massive egg, it was meant to make sure there would be no time between when she had laid the egg and when she would be rebred again. He was aware of the sharp scent of her season clinging to her, and it had only been growing stronger with each passing day as the magic continued to force her into season.

He stroked down the line of the back, the fingers and short claws easily worked down between her wings as she stretched out and did her best to hide a little shiver that was traveling down the line of her back. Her body was so much warmer than her own that he kept quite close to her to warm up his own scales as he did his best to keep his eyes away from the way that her tail moved back and forth. The feathering twitching so that he occasionally watched her slip up and flash her tail about enough that he got a less than proper glimpse of the underside. It was just an instant reaction on her, something that she couldn't stop, but it was telling just what sort of state she was in and what she was experiencing from the magic that was trying to churn her into the peak of fertility.

"At least we're safe here." Rill said, and rubbed up the nape of her neck again, watching her toes flexing down against the ground in a slight knead. "Even if we can't get at whatever treasure they have hiding here."

"Rrrr..." Alleria agreed and shifted her weight on her hind legs, her eyes going almost all the way closed.

She wasn't really listening to him, not anymore, the more he touched her the more stimulated she became. He should have moved his hands away as he realized she was enjoying this by more than a little bit, but she was so incredibly soft and warm feeling. His people were responsible for this, for the state of nervous energy and need, why shouldn't he do what he could to help her? He trailed his touch down, moving past the line of the wings so that shew as pushing her hips up into the air before trilling out a low noise and her eyes slid shut. He wasn't even touching the base of her tail, but the scent of her grew sweeter and sharper, delighting him in the strength of the mixture of sweet gryphon scent and estrus both. It was easy to fall under the spell of soft rumbles and the rustle of her feathers against his side. He let his fingers roam where they would, following the cues of her own body and reactions.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Alleria tried to hide how much she was enjoying the kobold's touch, especially since she wasn't entirely sure he knew how much he was affecting her or not. Her tail whipped back and forth nervously behind her while she shifted her weight against the ground a little bit. Ever since she had gotten a good long rest she had felt her body feeling prints of pins and needles. Things that were growing worse as each passing day led her to feeling more miserably aware of the fact the magic had forced her into season. And it wasn't a natural feeling season, she was slowly starting to get to the point that she could barely think. It was affecting her day to day life, making it impossible to keep her mind on any one task for anything more than a few moments before she was dragged back to the need burning in her belly. Today was worse than the day before, she was over heated and uncomfortable as her stomach twisted and bunched up strangely as the fingers stroked over her.

She didn't know when the magic would release her, but she felt as if she were slowly going mad as she twisted and tried to to stop herself from hiking her hips up in the air as the fingers teased all the way down the line of her back and near her sensitive wings. She felt her nares flush in response, her heart pounding faster as she shifted in place and gave an arch that she couldn't stop. The finger tips moved downwards towards the line of the haunches, making her push up higher in the air in response. Her forepaws flexed down against the ground and she let out a low trilling noise from deep in her throat as Rill's touch danced almost near her tail base and she sucked down a breath.

"Their spells are always strong, despite not knowing how to properly use them." Rill said sympathetically and stroked his fingers down to either side to caress right to either side of her tail. "I wish I could take the spell off you."

"I do too." Alleria wished as well, shifting a little bit as she sucked down a breath, beak gaping open wide briefly as she felt the slide that pushed to either side of her tail base.

It was stimulating and pleasurable, making her hips jerk up higher in the air in response. Her body warming up with a spike that made her shudder slightly and suck in a breath while the finger tips ran lightly just beneath her tail. It was a shocking sensation, one that should have elated a protest from her, but there was no protest, just pleasure as she felt the slide run right where the fur was the thinnest and she hiked her hips up without a thought. Her embarrassment took second base to her desire that was stirring.

"I could.. I could help you some." Rill spoke softly, almost nervously, but his eyes were locked on her as she blinked at him.

"Help me?" She spoke slowly, breathing faster as she felt the fingers running beneath her tail firmly enough that she flipped it up.

She was reminded, humiliatingly enough, of the few times she'd seen the house cats in heat in Sky Haven. The small creatures that rolled around and hiked their asses up in the air yowling for males, but at least she wasn't yowling. She was, instead, shaking as she pushed her hips up higher as the fingers ran lightly, teasing and she had to struggle to yank her tail back down into place, to preserve her modesty.

"I don't mean breeding you.. I just meant.." Rill shrugged a little awkwardly, his features flushed. "Since it was my people that did it, just seems right I should help make you feel a bit better."

Alleria started to say something, but Rill's fingers trailed down again and she lost her voice with a groan of pleasure as she felt the fingers lightly running along her puffy lips. It was a gentle caress, not at all like what the dragon's had done, it was just a run that ran over the edges and caused her to arch herself up higher in the air and then drop back down again. Her forepaws spread open wide, claws curling down as she stifled a noise as the soft finger tips traced along her sleek vulva. The light run made her eyes snap shut and her entire body stiffen in pleasure while the rub trailed itself from just along the line of her lips and then pushed inwards, caressing the swollen bud of her clit.

She was painfully aroused, her body throbbing in time with her heart beat as she experienced the run back and forth, making her body tense up and her claws dug downwards. Rill moved beside her, the little kobold easily tucking himself in while the gentle probing fingertips began to graze back and forth delicately. Her lips were so swollen that the lightest touch was enough to put her on edge. She could barely think past the desire for more, her beak parted as her clit felt achingly engorged and was treated with a swirling touch that made muscles within her passage clamp down in pleasure. She knew she should have protested more, but the little kobold wasn't trying to pin her down, wasn't' doing anything save for stimulating her and making her grow slicker.

The wet trails of arousal clung along the line of the fingers that dipped forward. He didn't quite push inwards, but there was enough force to the touch that she felt her walls opening up. The little contractions rippled through her, tightening and relaxing, making her push backwards into the touch as Rill's other hand lightly rested against her haunches. He stroked her, tickling just above the line of her tail base, causing her to give a little jerk upwards and dropped back down so that the finger tip began to slide into her. The kobold made a little sound in reaction as the digit was swallowed by the swollen tender passage, clutching around him as Alleria began to pant in short shallow bursts, shocked by her own reactions to him.

The warm breath was her only warning before the slip of a tongue swiped up and over her mons. The powerful movement caused her back to arch, her legs to stiffen as her entire body trembled in place. She couldn't control herself, she was letting out a short ragged breath and then pushed herself backwards as the finger ran in deeper. It felt so good, the sharp scent of fertile hen was spicing the air as she wriggled back far enough that she was nearly sliding all the way onto the smooth flat altar that had once held offerings for the priesthood. Her paws slid along it, splaying wide as her stomach touched the hard marble and then she stopped caring about what that meant. Where she was, who was doing what to her, what sounds she was making in response to them.

The supple tongue twisted and plunged into her, a forceful drive that pushed the finger out as she felt the stroke scooping up the rich arousal that was building up along her outer folds. She pushed herself backwards, trying to impale herself further while her jaws opened up wide, soundlessly panting out while the warm oral muscle began to twist and twine through her and gave a little pull backwards. The slurp backwards gathered up some of the wet arousal so that it was building up along her puffy aching mound. She pushed her hips up higher, her body shuddering through the next stimulating twists and turns, deliberately making sure that she was put on edge. She lowered her beak down against her forepaws, muffling her own noises with a ragged little moan.

It was pleasurable, Rill's hands cupped against her haunches as he gave her want her body wanted with a tender little touch that made her wings flare open. His tongue was surprisingly long, twisting and darting up to push right along the ridge of her g-spot with just enough of an angle that she nearly jumped in place. She felt her heart starting to pound faster in her heart, beating in her ears, pushing away every thought except for pure lustful desire. His lips were soft as they rubbed right along the edges of her outer lips, pushing them open wider as he drew backwards and then jabbed forward again. The hot breath tickled right up along the line of her clit, causing her to thrust her hips backwards, her toes curling a little bit.

The low flat altar was so smooth that she was sliding along it, twisting and writhing as her breathing began to catch in her throat. The tongue tip twisted upwards and caught right along her g-spot, making her jump up in the air before she lowered herself back down towards the ground. Her eyes squeezed shut and she gave another little rock of her hips, feeling the estrus laden juices pushing out of her body, slipping along her inner thighs before her high pitched screech burst free. The pressure building to a crescendo, one that poured over her body and as her back claws slipped into what felt like slots on the altar. That's all she needed to brace herself, letting herself give into the pure rush of fire and need that made sparks flare over her metallic feathering.

Rill's tongue sank home, he pushed it as deep as he could possibly go, making sure that he was working every twitching sensitive inch of her birthing channel. The orgasm burst over her in a rush, she felt it pouring down the line of her back, building up until she cried it out of her gaping beak. The entire world went white and blue in turns, fiery bursts of it making her milk and suckle along the working kobold's tongue. Whatever oily magic the dragons had placed on her was still left was burned away in the fire as she felt the paws gripping her haunches. Only those helped hold her still, restraining her in place as the pleasure continued to hit her in surging waves.

She let out an ungraceful squawk when the tongue suddenly yanked out her with a powerful twist of the tongue slurping free messily. The little hen jerked her head up with a protesting sound, her ear tufts folding back as the hands on her haunches jerked and pushed off her, leaving her awkwardly splayed and exposed. Her breathing was short and shallow as she looked back at her companion with a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment, but he wasn't looking at her, he was looking beyond her at the wall with fear crossing his face.

"Rill?" She asked and swung her head around, stiffening as she realized that they were no longer quite alone.

The black expanse of the inner sanctum was gone, it was filled with flickering blue fire that trailed from the edges of the door and traveled along the line of the ground. The blue markings travelled all the way to the altar that she was sprawled out on, outlining the polished edges and causing small flashes of fire to flare up and die again as they sent out sparks that went scattering onto the ground. The deep azure brightened and dulled like a heart beat as something stood in the opening, something large and strange with brilliant sapphire eyes that were regarding with of them with interest. A creature far larger then herself, not a dragon, but more bestial than any gryphon she had seen in Sky Haven.

"Where are the rest of the servants?" The creature rumbled, stepping forward from the unlocked doorway with an easy grace. "Where are my priests?"

It was a phoenix gryphon, but one that was more impressive and bestial than the ones that she had grown up with. His crest was large and showy, the glowing feathers were falling down along the ridge of the thick neck ruff. The wings were folded, the tips glowing with flares of fire as he padded out of the newly opened room with a shake that flared the broad tail feathers. The movements were graceful and powerful, the muscles rippled beneath the smooth coat as he lowered his head and gaped his beak to taste the air with a flash of his tongue. His tail tip flicked upwards and he looked around the room, the glowing flare brightening the room while Alleria froze, her heart leaping in her throat as she saw the glowing paw prints left behind by the creature.

He wasn't a member of Sky Haven royalty that had happened to come upon this aging temple, he wasn't even a servant, he was nothing so earthy as a creature that walked the halls of her home. He was too large and the magic that clung to him wasn't the watered down magic of years of breeding between families. It was pure and shining, she could almost smell it on the air as he padded around them with an air of confused annoyance. There were no decorations on him, no neck cuff or ear rings, nothing like the gold and silver decorations that the great families wore. He was entirely nude and seemed comfortable without displaying wealth. The tips of his tail feathers were glowing brightly, casting light into the darkest corners before he swung his gaze towards them.

"Little hen." He crooned, his eyes brightening as she tried to lunge up onto all fours. "So it was you who summoned me. I had thought this temple had finally died."

"I... I didn't mean too." Alleria stammered, her heart hammering in her throat as she found herself unable to move her legs.

"Move!" Rill said and tried to pull her haunches back, in an attempt to drag him away, but the magic held her in place. "Come on!"

"You performed the rites. Perhaps not correctly, but I am forgiving." The gryphon murmured in her mind, his voice layered in rich as he came closer, leaving the kobold frantically trying to free her. "Your servant can leave."

"I'm not a servant!" Rill protested, growing more frantic as Alleria felt her heart beating in her ears, the fear and confusion rising as she realized the drake towered above her. "We didn't mean to do anything, the temple was abandoned!"

The rich scent of drake-musk was on the air, the layers of it making it hard for her to breathe and think at the same time. Her heat was still there, clouding her judgment and he was making it worse as he lowered his great head and gaped his beak in a sly little smile. The look wasn't unkind, but it was also not comforting as she couldn't move out of the divots on the altar. Her eyes widened as she got a good blast of his scent when his breath tickled along her shoulder and the magic crackled against her. It was a living thing, twisting and running down the line of her spine, her stomach tightening up in reaction as she was well aware of the fact that she was still displaying her heat. The mixture of arousal clinging to her heat swollen lips was an announcement to her state.

"Yet you still called me." He crooned. "I am Avalerion, little hen, and I will give you what your heart and body needs."

Avalerion. Alleria froze at the name, nothing worked, nothing made sense except for the fact that she was well and truly aware of who and what was facing her. The father of her kind. The legends said that he was a true phoenix, one that had soared the world alone and lonely, singing the song of his kind without answer as he had grown older and older. His kind couldn't die, not really, they could only erupt into flames and be reborn into an egg, rousing to relive the cycle. He hadn't wanted to relive his life alone, at least, that's what the Holy Writ said. He had wanted to be born again with a clan, a family, and so when he'd erupted into flames for his death he had entrusted the egg that had formed to a hen who had pledged to brood him.

His egg should have been warmed in flames, not against the living body of a mortal creature, so it had changed him. He had hatched, but he hadn't erupted out with two legs and wings, pure avian phoenix, he had hatched reflecting the hen that had cared for him. The feline parts of his body coated in magic and fire just as the feathers crackled and flashed. It had been from his seed that her people had been founded and continued on, but they were a watered down version. Here was the reality, the magic dripping from him and calling to her as she hunched down and tried to avert her eyes from the creature she had only heard spoken of in legends. Rill was shaking beside her, unable to help, unable to do anything as the heavy drake leaned over and deliberately bit the back of her neck.

"My blood still flows in your veins, but how weak it has become." Avalerion's mind voice wasn't tinged with regret, but with anticipation. "Accident or not, it is well that you summoned me from my dreams. You will be the first."

"We didn't mean anything, please... we just needed shelter." Rill was stammering as Alleria closed her eyes under the surge of lust she felt at the drake biting the back of her neck.

"And shelter you will have." Avalerion's voice was less tolerant of the kobold, but the little hen was having a problem focusing on that conversation.

The grip of the beak was bruisingly hard and flexed down, squeezing roughly as one of the paws slipped up to run along her body. Where he touched her, her fire burst to life, curling and twisting around his toes as the heat rose up and nearly choked her in reaction to the pleasure growing through her. Her panting breath came out raggedly, eyes almost closed all the way as the pressure pushed right against her hind end and she splayed her hind legs immediately. His breath was so incredibly hot against her, ruffling up beneath her feathering as she felt Rill grabbing at her beak, trying to lift her head up. The moment he touched her, he yelped out and stumbled back, fingers burned as she lost control of her own body temperature under the attention of the magical creature.

He kept ahold of her scruff as his avian paw move down her body, the talons raked lightly against her until she pushed her hips upwards. She felt his purring croon vibrating down her neck as the toes curled down to brush her swollen sopping wet folds. The kobold's tongue and her own orgasm had left the strands of wetness clinging to the tips, coating between them messily as he gave a series of little pushes upwards and spread her open wider. She let out a high pitched whine, her ear tufts fell down flat to her head as she felt more like an animal than she had ever experienced before. Avalerion seemed to know every part of her body as he stimulated and teased her , just lightly running over her cunny lips before regripping the back of her neck.

Alleria's eyes rolled back, seeing the massive blue creature looming above her, but he was also flaunting himself in a way that left her heart in her throat. He was as close to a god as her people had, and he was displaying his arousal in the most earthy manner possible. The dark midnight-blue length was bobbing beneath him, incredibly large and heavy as the ring of barbs along the tip were flared up in the air as sticky glowing precum formed right along the dimpled opening and drooled down. It wasn't just barbs, such as she knew that other gryphons possessed. He had knots, deflated and harmless looking for now, but she could only imagine how large that they'd become when he was inside of her. Inside of her...

"Please..." She managed to get the word out as he curled a toe and probed just along her aching cunny, gathering up the arousal with the tip of a finger. "We didn't mean..."

"Didn't mean to present your fertile body upon my altar?" Avalerion asked, releasing her scruff to step along her body. "My blood is too diluted, you could be so much more... you will be more. You will be my priestess, bearing my magic and future eggs to revitalize my people."

Alleria opened her beak to say something, but she couldn't make her thoughts work in order to argue the point. Not when the massive blue gryphon moved above her, his forepaws suddenly curling along her hips and hauled her further onto the altar. She scrabbled slightly as the beak caught the back of her neck again and roughly scruffed her, lifting her head up high in the air as his haunches fell along her own. His fire twisted with her own, hot, too hot, it was nearly burning her skin in a way fire never should have been able to touch her. She was buried beneath him as the claws pricked against her furred stomach and pulled her haunches up higher and something hot and wet fell down against the base of her tail.

It was an electric shock as the glowing metallic precum ran down to either side, making her choke out a low noise in her throat before the hips drew backwards with a slow caress. The barbs caught against her, raking lightly, tugging a few more inches backwards as if he were trying to mark her body. Her body reacted in a way that made her ball up her forepaws and the need grew rapidly. It was a visceral desire that had nothing to do with a civilized creature and everything to do with the phoenix pinning her in place, his chest feathers encompassing him as the hot slimy tip dipped down to kiss right along her heat swollen folds. Alleria cried out, a shrill burst of song that she couldn't hold back as the muscular haunches arched and the tip began to prod and push forward.

Avalerion was burning hot, it was searing through her with a need that nearly crippled her as the glowing precum smeared its way into her fertile passage. Her walls closed down tightly, contracting with a powerful movement that made him croon his approval before he pushed forward deeper. His claws bit against her stomach roughly, healing any spot where he broke skin before it could even bleed, using that to keep her in place as he began to feed the thick swollen tip into her aching body. Her puffy cunny lips splayed open wide, swallowing open wide with a wet noise as her own arousal was squelched out messily.

She felt the barbs being smoothed down by her tight passage as he claimed her with a flush of heat that burst through her lower body. It was a stream of wetness, coating her and sparking new sensations as her body contracted and clutched about him. The smooth movements caressed and worked along the length of him, drawing more inside of her by the moment. Her gasping breath turned into a shriek when suddenly Avalerion gave a powerful buck forward and drove with enough weight to force several thick inches into her passage. The fore knot slipping inwards firmly as she felt the base knot cramming up against her achingly spread outer lips. Her entire body seized up in reaction and she molded around him, feeling his length twitching out a hot gush of the precum to paint against her cervix.

Rill was watching, the kobold seemed frozen, terrified, his burned hands held tightly to his body as the gryphon drake crooned down at her. The world was filled with his virile musk, the alluring sense of it made it impossible for her to keep her thoughts on anything except the feel of the throbbing length driven deep inside of her. As the beak gripped her she felt the paws suddenly dig down roughly, pinning her in place before the hips suddenly jerked backwards and the entire world exploded into black and red spots as the barbs opened up and raked back through her tender swollen passage as the drake pulled his way from her. Her scream burst free, high pitched and frantic as the beak yanked at her scruff to force her to hold still instead of wriggle free.

Her inner walls clamped down automatically, helping the barbs catch into her too swollen body so that they left red lines running through her. She threw her weight forward, twisting and attempted to get away as her stomach gave a series of contractions. She wheezed out raggedly, her eyes squeezing shut as the drake nearly pulled his cock tip free, making sure that her body was forcibly stimulated by the sharp edges before he drove forward again. The thrust squelched out a mixture of fluids, but the barbs smoothed back down again to give her some relief as the tapered tip jabbed forward right up against the spongy barrier of her cervix. There was pressure being put against the opening, grinding back and forth so that a shot of the precum drooled out and pushed into her vulnerable womb as she felt her heart beginning to race faster.

She had always been able to spark and even give small flames, but now the fire was pouring over her, her eyes could see the light even closed as the magic was covering her before the drake yanked backwards. She felt Avalerion cry out his own pleasure as she squealed when the barbs raked backwards through her, hooking roughly and making parts of her body react. Her hormones were working overtime, parts of her body was contracting and being pushed to give up her ripe ovum. Her beak parted open wide as she panted and shuddered, her claws raked and scrabbled before he gave another thrust forward, the powerful haunches feeding the length into her as the creamy precum churned inside of her, dying her blue as the mixture of arousal was pushed out along the ring of her gaping vulva.

The powerful drake began to thrust steadily, driving home to hit against her cervix, putting more and more pressure growing as the broad azure wings spread open to wrap around her. His fire was mingling with her own, calling to her magic, she could feel it breaking free inside of her. His beak dug down harder, the growling pleasure making her shiver as she felt the base of the cock squeezing inwards before he drew back again. The barbs opened up roughly, nearly tearing free from her before he gave another rough plunge. The furred balls brushed against her inner thighs as the base squeezed its way home. Her already abused muscles were burning with the ache of feeling the knot pushing inwards as the tip caught against the dilated opening of her cervix.

It was a sharp twisting pain, the contraction of her walls made sure the barbs caught against the rubbery ring of her passage before he jerked backwards again. The little hen's legs splayed wide as she pushed her hips in the air, her eyes squeezed shut as tears welled up. It was pain and pleasure both, the massive drake was made for her body and every movement of the barbs that left her raw feeling forced her egg chamber to give up her fertile ovum. Her own juices were clinging around him, coating and covering all the way down towards the knot, helping the guide him inwards as she sank home and drove his tip back into her egg chamber. She flared her wings, her paws spread open wider, doing her best to brace herself before the drake pulled back again.

This time he used the barbs all the way back, leaving a hot white line through her as she surged upwards and tried to throw Avalerion off. The azure gryphon released her nape and moved a forepaw to push against her shoulders, keeping her in place before he drove forward again. The foreknot popped into her cervical open, the barbs hooked sharply against her and dug in firmly as the base opened her up wide. The straining walls opened up wide as the blue cock began to twitch and quiver inside of her. Her swollen vulva was pulled down to a thin ring that worked over him, making her shudder in place. She was writhing in place as the heavy balls pushed against her and began to draw upwards. She felt them pulsing and twitching before the drake opened his beak and let out a burst of phoenix song.

The sound of it rolled through her, it filled her body and made her form vibrate as she felt the fore knot stretching and swelling wider, jabbing in deep before the fiery heat of his seed erupted out inside of her. It was like a punch in the gut, the heat burning through her as the virile sperm lade eruption pushed towards her ripe ovum. There was no stopping him, no stopping it, he was rolling his hips in time as his forepaws gripped her shoulders, refusing to let her go as he flooded her with stream after heavy stream. The balls were churning to fill her up, her ass pushed high in the air as she tucked her beak down and whimpered breathily as the drake's sweet song continued to run over her ears, filling her soul with his victory as the glowing blue cum filled her.

She was too small, there wasn't enough room and the thick foreknot kept her cervix locked close so Alleria could feel her stomach starting to swell with the heavy load. She flinched a little as the paws on her shoulders slipped off and the beak nipped the nape of her neck several times. She jerked and trembled, her ears fell back against her head with a weak noise as the smallest movement only made her feel the tug of the knots rubbing through her contracting, milking, muscles. Her body wanted him, her body reveled in him as his sperm was already flushing to surround her vulnerable eggs, conquering them, claiming them for the father of her kind. And not simply any eggs, eggs sired nearly pure phoenix blood.

"Oh I have missed my hens." Avalerion sighed out in satisfaction, nipping her neck possessively again. "You will be my messenger to Sky Haven. They will reclaim this temple, bring back my priests, my hens..."

"Th.. they won't listen to me." Alleria managed, feeling the paws gliding along her throbbing body, she felt overly sensitive, especially when the bars gave a twitch that pushed out a new stream of rich glowing cum. "I am not of a great house."

"You are of MY house." Avalerion's voice was like thunder and he pushed forward, making his point with a new flex of the dark blue cock. "My magic covers you, and it will continue to cover you, as long as you are mine."

As long as she was his. She trembled as she realized that what he was saying was that as long as she was claimed by him, she would have magic that she would have never dreamed of. It was magic she could feel covering her already, it was soaked into her feathers, the fire and sparks burning through her in a way she didn't know how to control. It was a magic that he had given to her by claiming her fertile young womb for his personal clutch. She gulped down a breath and glanced back at him to feel his beak teasing the line of her neck feathers, his crest roused in smug pleasure.

"You may even keep your little pet lizard, he will make an admirable servant, I think." Avalerion murmured dreamily, not seeming to notice, or care, that both the hen and the kobold would looking at each other.

They had both escaped, but it was not the freedom either of them had wanted. Their lot in life might be improved, but she was still a brood hen. He was still a servant. But now... now she had magic. True magic. And hope that she could escape again.