A feral Winter's Veil
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This story is about a Suel the Wolvar druid and his loyal female bear companion Erya opening up their shelter for the Tauren hunter Nemon and his lightning wolf pet Noz on the cold Winter's Veil night.This story contains: world of warcraft theme, gay, straight, bi, bestiality, toys, masturbation, anal, oral, vaginal, group
A feral Winter's Veil.
Invisible clouds of heat and smoke rise and bubble up and out of the somewhat large tent made out of skinned hides and branches. Heavy snow twirls down onto the icy landscape that is the south of the Grizzly Hills, fairly unvisited by both Horde and Alliance, this little hiding place is perfect for the two grunting companions. Suel, a Wolvar druid with a soft brown fur tone and typical raccoon rings in his bushy tail lies missionary on top of his pet bear, a female named Erya and his partner for life. She's not a druid but a very special feral bear whom he taught the ability to think rationally and speak like a humanoid with the help of his druidic teachings. At the moment though, neither is speaking or thinking very much, the male Wolvar thrusting away inside his beloved Erya, their groins meeting at every thrust and their maws finding each other in a passionate kiss. It is almost surreal and hilarious to see the much smaller Suel humping on top of this much bigger female bear.
Like Tauren druids, Erya possesses two horns and druidic markings on her shoulder and face, her fur a less reddish brown than Suel's and her eyes a beautiful light tone green. Her eyes are closed as she growls in feral lust at feeling her lover's member deeply inside her wet folds, her vaginal muscles clamping tightly to preserve the marvelous sensation of sex. The wind howls around the tent, luckily the heat of the fire prevents any of the snow to fall inside through the opening in the top, the temperature inside is very high both due to the flames and to the passionate sex. Suel feels his orgasm is impending, still looming but announcing itself still, he's set on giving Erya a couple more climaxes before he does though. His lips and teeth bury themselves lightly in the feral bear's bottom lip and gently tug and nibble on it in an attempt to pleasure her, which Erya responds very positively to, grunts and growls the response he was seeking for.
Suddenly their love making is rudely interrupted by a very cold blast of icy wind, the entrance to the tent is swung open and both Wolvar male and feral bear female are pounced by something very energetic and curious, sniffs taken all over their united bodies as they still lie together in shock. The huge form of a Tauren steps inside the tent and closes the leathery skinned hides behind him to seal the entrance once more, heavily armored against the cold it is impossible to make out his face. Suel dismounts Erya immediately and shifts into his druidic cat form, a slender lynx like form but with all the traits of a raccoon which includes the long brown and white striped tail. He hisses at the Tauren, making it clear that this is his territory and the intruder has made a big mistake to break in. Suel's blue eyes glow dangerously, adrenaline still pumping through his system thanks to the love making which was so crudely interrupted, large fangs adorn his maw like those of a sabertooth tiger and two long antenna stick up out of his forehead:"Flee Tauren, we're not afraid to defend ourselves!"
The huge Tauren shakes his hands in a gesture of meaning no harm, removing the clothes around his head which were to protect him from the biting frost outside. A somewhat ravaged but handsome face is revealed, deeply black eyes and slightly less intensively dark fur meet Suel's observing eye, "Me be Nemon. Me and Noz just want to shelter from blizzard outside. Us mean no harm."It is then that they both shift their head to look at Erya, her animalistic grunts pulling their attention as she seems to giggle as the deeply blue wolf pet of the hunter laps away at her face in sort of a greeting, small lightning sparks jump out of the spirit beast's fur. The still in cat form transformed Wolvar druid concludes that the hunter and his pet don't seem to form any threat as of the moment, shifting back to his regular Wolvar form which is still completely naked. Suel is used to being naked a lot of the time and doesn't give it any second thought, offering the Tauren some food and water. After all it's Winter's Veil and hospitality should be respected.
Nemon accepts and soon they sit together, eating and discussing developments in Northrend and Azeroth, Suel is a Wolvar and not a race within the Horde or Alliance so his only source of knowledge comes from travelers. Nemon tells him about how the Lich king has been defeated by some of Azeroth's greatest heroes, avoiding to mention that he himself has helped bring down the fiend that slew thousands of souls. He also reports that a new threat has arisen, the earth has sundered and Deathwing, an ancient evil, has risen from Deepholm to run rampant over Azeroth once more. Suel is intrigued and especially interested in hearing that the Guardians of Hyjal have mobilized too, being a druid and linked to the Emerald Dream he has a close connection to the Emerald Dragonflight and via them to Hyjal. To end the heavy subjects in their conversation, Nemon retrieves a Smokywood Pastures Sampler box of delicious treats from his backpack, sharing the content with Suel as they both snack away.
When Suel turns to give his beloved Erya some of the treats too, his jaw drops in surprise. It had been suspicious why she had been quiet but now he knew why, the blue lightning wolf Noz was happily lapping away between the feral bear's legs to lick up all the juices their sex act earlier had produced. Erya lies on her back with a goofy content smile on her snout, paws up and spread so the wolf has easy access. Nemon sees this too, apologizing immediately:"Sorry Suel, me don't know what has come over Noz. Noz! Stop that immediately!"The Wolvar however lifts his hand as if to say it's alright, entranced by the sexual act performed by the feral beasts in front of him:"No no. It's alright." His black penis which had retracted into its sheath after being interrupted earlier, is now again emerging with a bead of pre-cum oozing out of the cock slit. Mesmerized, Suel keeps staring at the wolf's light blue tongue sliding in between the folds of his bear companion's slit, dragging upwards and absorbing the juices of her arousal. The raccoon like Wolvar feels his balls churn slightly in their sack, working to get blood pumped into his cock to engorge it slowly to full size.
A large hand encircles Suel's swelling cock and grips it, squeezing it gently which makes the Wolvar boy moan and murmur in pleasure. Nemon has slipped behind the much smaller Wolvar druid and lifts him into his lap, masturbating Suel with a tenderness unexpected from such a fierce looking race. However, the skin on skin contact with the hunter causes some very disturbing and unsettling feelings to come over Suel, Nemon is hiding so much darkness within him that it almost becomes painful to the sensitive druid. Shaking it off of him, the Wolvar contemplates stopping what's going on for his safety and Erya's, but another squeeze to his black throbbing cock shifts his mind quickly back to more pleasurable things. Soon, Suel is bucking his hips whilst sitting in Nemon's still clothed lap, humping away at the Tauren's large fist as if it was a pussy or ass hole. He reaches his arms back and around Nemon's neck, turning his head so they can French kiss passionately. Again a strange sensation creeps up to Suel, Nemon tastes like earth... old earth. Not that the hunter's mouth is filled with dirt, it's just the taste. And his temperature is far below what a normal Tauren's should be.
Suel shakes it off again, but a sensation that he is making love to a very special entity remains within his core. Meanwhile, Noz the blue wolf has stood up on all fours again and is enjoying a lapping from Erya in return, the naughty bear female nibbling and licking all over the wolf's sheath until a light blue canine penis emerges, the pointy tip already dripping with excitement. Erya takes it a step further even after she lapped at the dripping doggy pre-cum, she curls up her tongue under the wolf's tail and probes naughtily at his anus, the lightning wolf growling in delight and strangely seems used to this treatment. Suel grins back at Nemon as if to say that he finds it both adorable and kinky that their companions get along so well so quickly, which the Tauren returns with a goofy grin of his own. The slightly chubby Wolvar turns around so he sits in Nemon's lap facing him, pecking a few more kisses and nibbling into his neck whilst unhooking and unbuttoning the various armors on the hunter's body. Nemon leans back and pulls off some of the armor himself, leaving his bare chest on display for Suel whom is already loosening the laces on Nemon's trousers.
Nearby the two humanoids, hot steaming feral lust is taking place as well. The much bigger Erya is up on all fours and wiggling her large ass towards Noz, whom is jumping and whimpering in needy tones, trying to mount the bear but so far failing. His light blue completely swollen wolf cock is pulsing with his heartbeat and spurts of pre-cum drip down to the leather hides covered floor as it bounces against Erya's backside. Nemon lifts Suel off of his lap and crawls towards his pet, grabbing the dripping canine cock and suckling it briefly before pulling a stack of hides underneath his wolf, helping him to the right height to penetrate the lusty bear female. The Tauren guides his pet's throbbing cock into the warm moist animal pussy and feels how Suel pulls his trousers down, leaving the huge black male naked. Leaving Nemon in his current position on all fours with a very close look at the coupling of the two animals in front of him, Suel kneels down behind the Tauren in between the spread legs, running his fingers over the hooves of the much larger male in curiosity before carefully cupping the big black ball sack in the palms of both his hands. Suel's right hand and right foot have brown fur whilst the left ones have black fur, which makes the contrast against Nemon's smooth black leathery balls so much more interesting and arousing.
Unabashedly, Suel extends his wet tongue and drags it all over the soft and smooth surface of Nemon's heavy balls, looking more like those between a feral horse's legs than a feral bull's, round and shining with spit now. He weighs each testicle in one hand, them being barely big enough to hold the orbs of such masculine power. The Tauren male grunts and moans in silent delight, lifting his wolf's tail out of the way so that his tongue can curl all over the clean animal anus and lick and probe it, the blue wolf still humping away inside the feral bear female with squishy sloppy sounds emanating from their interspecies intercourse. Noz's furry balls dance around as they bounce back and forth in their owner's rutting movements, the knot of the blue dog cock already pushing against Eyra's pink bear slit. Shaped like that of a horse, Nemon's leathery black cock has extended and hardened to full mast, shining in the light of the fire as Suel extends his arms and strokes it up and down as his own tongue reaches the hunter's black pucker.
In almost a hilarious fashion the males and female have become lined up, Suel the Wolvar druid licking and probing the much bigger Nemon's anus, who's rimming his own pet wolf whom is fucking away at the grunting bear's cunt. Throbbing and ready for action, Suel's length practically begs for some attention as it spews out a little drop of pre-cum on the floor. The Wolvar stops licking the glistening hole of the much bigger male and gets up only to crouch behind Nemon, rubbing his tip at the slick entrance:"So does the big bad bull like a little bit of bum play?"The hunter grunts out as he feels the Wolvar push his pointy cock directly into his tight anus, his much bigger size preventing it from hurting but it's still a sensation that he doesn't experience often as he's quite the dominant male himself. Showing his feral size, Suel grabs the hips of the large Tauren beneath him, forcing his black erection deeply inside the other male until the knot on his cock bumps into Nemon's cheeks. It's strange but even in his backside, the Tauren hunter is rather cool, his body temperature way below what a normal being's should be.
The druid's sight becomes blurred, darkness creeps towards them and engulfs them. So many sad and angry emotions, manifesting and burning themselves into Suel's memory, this hunter... this Tauren has seen so much suffering. But yet, as the druid bathes in negativity, a spark of warmth and hope attracts his attention, luring his attention towards it. He can see another Tauren male with his very young child, they seem happy to see the Wolvar... or do they see Nemon instead? Are these memories? Suel feels the darkness retreat and next thing he knows an irresistible lust takes over, his black cock swelling to almost painful proportions inside the hunter's ass. The slightly chubby Wolvar crawls completely onto Nemon, placing his hands and feet so that he is positioned in the 'diver's' position, not touching the ground anymore as he thrusts his lower body into the other male's backside with urgent force. He can see his feral bear enjoying a delicious knotting tie with the lightning wolf Noz, her tongue hanging out in delight as Nemon licks around his pet's cock and her slit.
Erya seems to notice the somewhat unusual behaviour of her mate and drags the whimpering canine behind her so that she can see how Suel ravages the visitor's anus. She laps at his full churning balls, knowing the taste of the delicious thick liquid they contain all too well. The bear female drags her tongue all over their furry surface, up to Suel's anus and back down, repeating this in a teasing manner to help her mate push himself over the edge and treat the Tauren guest to a hot sperm bath from the inside of his intestines. Nemon has put his face down against the floor, grunting and groaning as the Wolvar takes him like if he were one of those cheap Blood Elf prostitutes in Silvermoon City. It's quite a sight to see the much smaller sized Wolvar druid pump wildly and savagely into this much bigger black Tauren male, the hunter taking it like a bitch in heat.
The delicious sensations of the black wet leathery pucker sucking on his equally black cock eventually makes Suel roar out in dominance and victory, his throbbing flesh inside his guest pulsing and locking the druid to the other male as the knot pushes through. Instantly the black Wolvar penis starts pumping its precious seed deeply inside of the Tauren's ass, trying to search for eggs and impregnate them but of course not finding any inside a male. Suel pants and falls down onto Nemon's muscled back, reaching around his stomach and giving him a squeeze as a hug:"That was great, Nemon. For being so big you sure are tight, Erya is much looser in both her holes than you are."The black Tauren male just mumbles back that he liked it too, however his own cock is still hard and long, the horse shaped penis spewing forth pre-cum over the with hides littered floor. Suel turns around so that he is on all fours with his cock still tied to the Tauren, now butt to butt with him as he leans forward and under him so that he can look back at the hunter's penis throbbing against the floor. He can't let his guest deny the pleasure of an orgasm!
Suel pulls Erya closer to him, whispering something in her ear as she seems to grin and then makes way towards Nemon. She nudges her nose against his side and confused as he is, Nemon complies in turning and laying down on his back, making the knotted cock inside his ass twist around as well which makes both him and Suel moan out. The Wolvar druid beckons Noz, whom curiously gets over to the strange male and is soon wagging again as he feels the druid playing with his sheath, the light blue tip still peaking out as it drips little drops of semen:"Your wolf is quite the catch, to hunt and gain the loyalty of a Spirit Beast requires a lot of devotion.""Yeah, it was not easy. Took me weeks to hunt it down," utters Nemon in a soft voice, the female bear hunching over the hunter's face and smothering his words with her slit. Nemon tries to struggle a little since he's not interested in females, but as soon as the first drop of his wolf's sperm drips out of Erya's vagina and into his mouth, he hungrily clutches his mouth around her opening and starts sucking out every drop.
Suel has turned Noz around and is probing his finger deeply inside the still slick anus of the blue wolf, more electric sparks jumping off of the beast as it whimpers needfully and and starts humping his backside onto the Wolvar's digit. Since Suel is still knotted to the black Tauren male, whom is deeply licking and sucking sperm out of Erya's pussy, he reaches over to a bag and retrieves a beautiful replica of his own erect cock carved in wood which he often uses on himself or his bear mate. He slicks it up with spit and gently but sternly twists it against and inside the wolf's backside. Once the pointy tip is inside and the fatter head has popped in as well, the rest follows quite easily and quickly, seems Nemon enjoys his pet's hole on a regular basis as well. The Wolvar druids starts jerking off the blue veined cock of the beast as well, Noz going mad with excitement as it whimpers and yelps.
On the other side of Suel's butt to butt knot with Nemon, the female bear grunts and growls out in her own series of climaxes as the sperm hungry male cleans out every inch of her loose bear pussy. The Tauren's snout is pushed deeply inside the pink slit, how Nemon can keep going so long without air is a mystery. Suel's grip on the canine's slippery cock tightens, the wolf being fucked by the wooden cock toy and jerked off at the same time by the Wolvar druid as suddenly it bucks and tries to knot the air, watery doggy sperm shooting out of its cock and against the floor as it whines out. The druid doesn't hesitate one moment and quickly gets his face underneath the lightning wolf's stomach, sucking the squirting tip of its cock inside his mouth and drinking down the many spurts of warm wolf seed. Nemon's snout digging inside the female bear's slit is working miracles as well as Erya suddenly cries out in her final and biggest orgasm:"Oh fuck yeah!"
Startled by the bear's sudden burst of speech, Nemon tosses her off and pulls Suel's knot out of his ass which makes the Wolvar squeal like a piglet. The Tauren looks bewildered at Erya in a kneeling position, his cock still leaking pre-cum:"It talked! Your beast talked!"Feeling the slight sting of a knot being interrupted ebb away slowly, Suel sits upright and grins towards the Tauren:"Hehe, Erya likes to fool our guests. She's not any ordinary bear mate, she can talk and think almost as intelligently as you and me."Suel receives a dirty look from the feral bear and she sits down on the other side of the tent, spend and panting as she recovers. Nemon relaxes and feels the Wolvar crawl over to him, grabbing his painfully hard length:"I see you still didn't cum, let me help you."The next ten minutes, Suel expertly massages the entire length of the horse-like cock on the Tauren, fondling and rubbing the big shiny leathery ball sack as well and eventually pushing the toy that was in the wolf's ass inside the hunter's anus, filling it once again as finally a thick stream of hot seed spurts up and against the tent's ceiling. The druid keeps jerking frantically, opening his mouth to catch a few mouthfuls of the gooey white sperm which he swallows in great taste. Nemon pants and smiles over at the Wolvar male, easily lifting Suel into his arms and starting to lap up all the mess from the much smaller male's fur with his tongue, effectively grooming him.
They all fell asleep more than satisfied in a big pile of sex reeking bodies and limbs, the warm spirit of Winter's Veil coursing through their veins. Tonight is peaceful, tonight is warm and welcoming, the cold wind raging outside can't touch them as the fire burns deeply into the night.