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This chapter is more or less a stand alone story, meaning you can enjoy it whether you check out the earlier installments or not. Reading the previous parts is MANDATORY, but if you want more kinky feral action, feel free to pay them a visit!

Suel finally arrives at the fabled "Mate or be Mated" arena. After a failed attempt to entice a male gryphon into feisty couplings, Suel finds relief inside the wet lips of a she-wolf.

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Suel flew towards Teldrassil, arriving at Darnassus just before the sun acquired a soft, violet radiance. He had a few favors with the druids of the Cenarion Circle, so procuring a capable mage was quite an easy task. After he got teleported to Stormwind's mage quarters, Suel shifted into his wolvar form and climbed down the spiraling stairs. He met a few initiates. The portal leading to Blasted Lands was always a busy place. Suel ignored everyone and jumped in. In the blink of an eye, he found himself inside the sturdy walls of Nethergarde keep.

It wasn't a pretty sight, and it smelled even worse. Suel wrinkled his nose and changed back to raven, flying towards the Dark portal with quick flaps of his muddy wings. He passed through the shifting nether, arriving upon the desecrated plains of Draenor. He coughed. The other humans arriving at the same time were not so well versed in portal traveling. They moaned and groaned, feeling all weak.

Teleportation took its toll on Suel too. Instead of shifting back into flight form, he walked towards the flight master, legs wobbling with effort.

"Good day, traveler. Where can my beauties get ye?" the dwarf asked, rubbing his big hands expectantly.

"Nagrand," Suel fished inside one of his pouches for a couple gold coins while inspecting the nearby gryphons.

"Good, good," the dwarf nodded. "Pick any one you like and they'll fly there swifter than your crow form."

"Raven," Suel chuckled. "But it's close."

" 'pologies, druid. Meant no offense."

"None taken." Suel walked around the gryphon pen. The birds cooed and chirped, eager for contact. Suel rubbed several beaks before settling on a snowy male. He had beautiful white plumage, azure eyes, and a black beak to envy.

"I shall have this one," Suel rubbed the male's pristine head. "He's considerably sweet."

"Hav'im then," the dwarf smiled. "And safe travels!"

Suel smiled. He patted his gryphon's neck and hopped on his back. The bird flapped his wings, taking to the skies with eager beats of its wings.

"Whoa!" Suel yelped, gripping the shifting reins. "Easy there, feisty one."

The gryphon answered with a sharp cry and pushed his wings forth. He was strong and wild, just the way Suel liked him. He chanced a look behind, looking at the restless tail gliding behind him. Two huge spheres hid underneath, marking the bird's gender. Suel grinned. He was so well invested down there, yet flying allowed no intimate contact. Only raven form allowed a measure of maneuverability, and even that was cumbersome. Tough beaks were a poor replacement for warm paws or silky tongues.

Tongues! Suel's blood heated at the thought of licking his gryphon's sheath. These bulky birds had the sensitivity of a feline on their barbed cocks, and the seed quantity of an equine sheltered inside their heavy orbs. Suel licked his lips and leaned forward, pushing his paws underneath the white plumes. Gryphons were capable and intelligent beasts. Surely he could entice his mount.

"You're so big and warm," he whispered, taking in the wild scent nestled inside the longer nape feathers. He smelled of snow and ice, just like his color. "Why don't we mate a little? You can take me in any way you want, as long as you spill your seed on or inside me."

The gryphon shrieked, gliding above the barren hills of Hellfire Peninsula. He paid no attention to Suel, twisting and turning upon the gentle winds.

"Come now. You have to admit that is a little bit tempting."

If the gryphon understood Suel's words, he showed no signs of comprehension.

"You're giving me the silent treatment then?"

No answer followed.

"Oh fine," Suel straightened his back in the comfortable saddle. "I'll just stay here and think of the magnificent taste of your seed."

Only the flapping of wings answered him. Suel sighed. He had better mounts than this.

"I wonder if you impregnated a female, snow feather. Judging by your height, you must be quite young. Maybe I should be your first, so why don't we just dive?" Suel squeezed the reins, forcing his gryphon to slow down.

He pushed his wings with an annoyed cry and stopped, hovering in the air while an azure eye inspected Suel. His heart skipped a beat. Was the gryphon acknowledging his words?

"Land between those mountains!" Suel said excitedly, pointing at a narrow valley.. He tugged the reins thrice, waiting for a response.

His bird blinked again, clacking its beak.

"Come on, fly. I know you're horny!"

He did, but not where Suel expected. The tall mountains of Hellfire Peninsula gave way to the rolling plains of Nagrand. The disappointment was as big as Suel's cock. Not only the gryphon tricked him into a false sense of control, but it heightened his arousal beyond controllable means. His knot was fully inflated, dripping with warm seed after every heartbeat.

"I hate you, bird," Suel growled between his canines. "You should have told me you're just a normal, pesky transport."

He shrieked and angled downwards. The Draenei settlement increased in size until the gryphon landed on the platform.

"Welcome to Telaar, druid," a young female draenei took the gryphon by the bridle surrounding his beak.

"Thanks," Suel said. He waited until the draenei looked the other way, then dismounted. His cock jolted with an annoying throb, forcing his teeth to clench.

"Something wrong?" the draenei inquired.

"Just stiff legs and an even stiffer tail," Suel whimpered. "The saddle was not kind to my butt."

She laughed and led her bird to the pen. Suel prepared to turn around and leave before his gaze fixed on the tip of the gryphon's tufted tail. He climbed between his flanks, eyes narrowing on the beast's sizeable sheath. It was plump and soft, almost begging to be touched and squished between two capable fingers.

Suel couldn't resist. He sneaked behind the gryphon and gripped his balls. Then, in a fit of crazed arousal, Suel licked the tip of the sheath, catching all those delicious flavors sheltered inside the lubricated tip upon his agile tongue.

The gryphon shuddered, cawing like mad. His tail lifted and his feline hind legs stretched, further exposing his throbbing gender. Suel suckled on the emerging tip like a hungry beast. It was hot and moist, dripping with a startling amount of precum. He slurped hungrily, caressing the barbs in every possible way.

"Easy there," the draenei struggled to restrain the bird's shaking head. "What's gotten into you?"

Fierce arousal did. Suel stumbled back just when the draenei's eyes fell upon him. "What are you doing?"

He licked his dripping muzzle and pointed at his satchel. "Just had a drink."

"From what?"

"This," he patted the bulging pack.

"Right," she said quickly. "Anything else I can do for you?"

Suel stared hungrily at the gryphon's throbbing cock. His whole length was out, stretching his snowy sheath to its limits. Suel hated to leave a job unfinished, but he had no choice. This was a public place, and travelers were bound to appear at any second. He bit back his arousal and turned into raven, looking again at the gryphon's cock before taking flight. It looked so ready to spill its seed. Too bad Suel would not be there when it happened. He clacked his beak, cawing angrily. He wanted to gulp down some gryphon semen so bad! Maybe the tournament provided such a chance. Suel flapped, rising higher and higher.

The sky offered little relief from lustful thoughts. Gryphons filled Suel's mind. They jumped around and flapped their wings, inseminating as many females as they could. They ejaculated quick and fast, leaving behind a messy cascade of dripping fluids. And Suel licked them all. Because of their beaks, gryphons were unable to satisfy their needs. Females were as silky as any virgin feline, and males always cummed in buckets.

Suel was so distracted with his fantasies that he almost slammed into a flying boulder. He swerved to the right, wing scrapping against the resilient stone.

"Craak!" he shrieked, beating his wings. That could have ended a lot worse than a dull throb. He flew around the Teelaari basin, searching for an island matching the description he heard from his night elf feline. It wasn't that hard to fight. Nestled upon a floating island resided quite an awkward settlement.

Suel flew towards it, forgetting about gryphons and everything. He noticed night elf buildings. And human ones. And orcish dwellings. It was a hideous and ridiculous amalgamation of inns and dens from every race on Azeroth. As he approached, he noticed a certain pattern in all that madness. A circular arena was erected in the center of the island, sprouting a dozen winding roads between the buildings.

He landed in the night elf quarter. The landing had a mini island of its own, making it quite obvious. Almost as obvious as the night elf carrying the proud flag of his race. Suel shifted into his wolvar form and greeted him.

In less than a minute, he knew the location of the inn, the stables, and the specific rules of the arena. Humans fought in the morning, while worgen, tauren and pandaren clashed alongside their mounts when the sun turned orange. The night was reserved for ferals and shape shifters choosing one of the animal forms.

With this discovery in mind, Suel headed to the fabled arena. He was hungry and tired, but he craved for mating a lot more than physical sustenance. He entered through a steel gateway and walked around rows of identical seats. Everyone was organized by race rather than faction. Taurens mixed in with night elves, grooming or chasing each other between seats made of wood, stone, and other scavenged materials.

"You're in the wrong section, friend," a grizzled human touched Suel's shoulder.

"What?"

"Beasts are that way," he pointed to his left, towards a section crowded with all manners of creatures.

"I'm a wolvar, so you should-"

"Fuck you harder?" the human sneered. "Be gone before I bury me cock inside you."

"Gross," Suel said. The human heard him, lashing out with a fist. Suel was quicker than his punch. He changed to cat and jumped, running across the painted sections until he reached the ferals. Bears, felines, and canines of all sorts rushed towards him, yelping and growling. Suel turned around, facing a similar crowd. He had no way out, so he surrendered himself to the encroaching muzzles. Wet noses touched him everywhere, as did tongues. They slid inside his ears, caressed his paws, and licked his fur with gusto. The warmth was unbearable, especially around his enlarging cock. Tongues flicked and pressed against his ass and balls, stimulating him beyond any hope of resistance.

Suel came, muffling his lustful moan. If the fight over his cock was intense, then the eruption of his seed ignited a whole war. Wolves whined and slurped around his oozing tip while felines pressed their shorter muzzles against his clenching tailhole. The bears were the strongest. A black one pushed all the competition away, suckling suel with a lustful slurp. He was quite skilled. The bear curled his thick tongue around Suel's cock, pulling up and down like a warm, personal vagina. Suel moaned and trashed, kicking his paws until he surrendered every drop of his seed.

The beasts dispersed, pleased with the brief inspection. Suel panted and shifted back into wolvar. After a wild morning of mating and a long flight to Nagrand, he was nothing short of exhausted. Unfortunately for him, some beasts were harder to please. A grey wolf with dark streaks approached, stopping every time Suel gazed at it.

"You can approach," he smiled, patting the seat on his left. "Here. Jump."

It climbed wearily on the carved wood and dropped on its belly, head placed on Suel's lap. The wolvar laughed, ruffling the wolf's head.

"Why are you lonely, love? Don't you have a partner?"

It shook its grey head, whimpering.

"Same," Suel admitted, pushing that heavy sadness away with a radiant smile. "That means we can watch these competitions together though!"

He got a happy yelp in response, and a lick under his chin. Suel hugged the fluffy beast closer to his chest and licked it back on its wet nose. It got a bit startled at first, but once it got used to another tongue upon its lips, the wolf allowed Suel to lick and kiss wherever he wanted. He slid his tongue between its canines, then pushed under it. The wolf's maw was moist and warm, panting with eagerness. The two canines licked the insides of their muzzles, whining happily until a loud blaring noise obliterated the silence. The crowd roared towards the well dressed worgen that made its appearance on the sands. He rode a giant black wolf, leaping in with wide strides.

"Greetings, newcomers and veterans alike, and welcome to..." the arena master started, his voice dispersing into the frenzied noise of the crowd.

"Boring," Suel said, ruffling the head of his wolf companion. "You don't want to hear words, do you?"

It nodded its head twice and jumped into Suel's lap. Suel hugged the beast to his chest. It was a heavy canine, barely able to keep that entire big bum in such confined space.

"Yes, love you too," Suel said, licking the wolf's moist tongue. They lapped at each other's muzzles, whining and yelping happily.

"You taste so good. So good!" Suel laughed, pressing his nose against the canine's. "Lets see how big you are down there though."

He slid his paw beneath the wolf's belly and frowned. He found no juicy cock, only the puffy lips of a female overflowing with lust and desire. Suel bit his tongue and gently massaged her wet folds. The female yelped and jumped from her seat, wagging her tail apprehensively.

"Hey, no reason to get scared. I'll be gentle with you."

She wasn't very trusty. Suel had to bribe her with petting and kisses before he convinced her to take a seat beside him. She rolled on her back, paws up, lips exposed to Suel's whims.

"Alright dear girl. Lets see what you have there." Suel trailed a paw down her belly until he reached her sex. Then, he inserted a finger inside, rubbing with a slow, tentative caress. The she-wolf whined, licking the air happily.

"You like that?"

She yelped, pawing at Suel's head while her lips squeezed with anticipation.

"Lets delve deeper then."

He pushed into her soaked tunnel, making her shudder with lust. She barked curtly, wrapping her paws around Suel's furred arm and urging him deeper. Suel complied. He was knuckle deep into her wet folds and with a wet tongue around his knot when the worgen finished his speech.

"This is going to get gooood," Suel groaned, spurting two waves of seed on the ground. The wolf immediately sought the tip, licking it with hungry strokes of her tongue. Suel sighed blissfully. He fingered his female companion, milked his knot, and watched a tauren fight a lone pandaren, all while getting his semen licked from his oozing black cock. It couldn't get better than that.

"Balgred wins! Claim your victory!"

The crowd roared cheerfully. Suel's blood quickened. The tauren bull didn't even wait. He grabbed the short pandaren and impaled it on his long, thick cock.

"Gah!" Suel's green eyes widened with lust at the erotic sight. The pandaren groaned and moaned while the tauren thrust wildly, pushing his muscular cock up the bear's abused anus.

"Down," Suel said, sliding his wet finger out of his female. She obeyed instantly, nuzzling Suel's tense knot. "Get-"

She already posted herself before him, tail lifted for his mounting pleasure. Suel gripped her meaty flanks and thrust into her already soaked lips.

"Hngggh!" He clenched his teeth as he came inside her hot tunnel. She whimpered and looked back, eyes glimmering with lust.

"Wait a bit," Suel pounded her rear. "Need to...ahhhh, get it...oooooh," he moaned, slamming his knot against her wet snatch. It didn't fit yet, too hard and expanded to enter her dripping cunt.

"Insiiiideeeeeee!" Suel moaned wildly as his knot slid all the way in. He released three strong jets in quick succession, filling the female to the brim with his hot, slimy seed. She wagged her tail and pushed back, panting happily. The warmth of her folds was orgasmic, and her throbs relentless. Suel tapered himself off inside her, cumming even harder when the tauren bull announced his raging climax through a fierce battle roar.

"Haaaah!" Suel bent forth, hugging the warm fur of his wolf. He burst hard inside her thanks to the enormous pressure exerted around his knot.

"And for the next fight, Hrevard and his pets, Blackpaw and Greywind!"

Suel blinked. He didn't realize the next fight started. A black furred worgen strode naked upon the sands atop his black mount.

Suel's wolf whined. She pulled against his knot, yowling and whimpering.

"Ghh, you're feisty," Suel sighed blissfully. "You like it a bit rough, don't you?" She tugged again, scratching the ground with her claws. Suel recognized panic from arousal.

"Greywind!" the worgen growled.

His wolf howled, attracting the worgen's attention. He looked straight at Suel, pointing a finger at him. "Release my pet, runt!"

"I can't!" Suel shouted. "We're..." he bit his tongue, almost spilling the truth. "We just befriended."

"I don't care! Greywind! Get here before I fuck you bloody!"

The female pulled herself with a loud cry. Suel's knot plopped free, oozing its seed on bare stone as his wolf jumped down into the arena. The worgen clutched its nape and slapped its head. Suel heard the cry from here. He hated abuse more than anything. Suel shifted into cat and waited until the worgen's cock emptied inside his prey. It was a male bear and a druid judging by its marking. Suel would have found the sight quite erotic if his blood didn't burn with irritation.

When the worgen finished, Suel cut his path and shifted into wolvar. "It's unfair to treat your pets like that."

He walked past by, brushing Suel away as if he was nothing.

"I'm talking to you," he grabbed the worgen's arm. He turned around, snarling.

"No talk. Want revenge? There is the place," he pointed at the arena with a wicked claw.

"I challenge you then!" Suel snarled. "Fight me, right here and now!"

The worgen spat on the ground and laughed. "Brave words from a pup so young he can't even cum. Win three duels, and then play hero."

And with that, he snatched his arm away from Suel's grip and disappeared inside the crowd.