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Today was like any other day. Wake up.. brush my orange-brown hair, eat, get armour on.. which most days it was a pain, some of my pieces were getting too small, so they needed to be replaced soon. Then to sharpen my blades and wash the Proto. Normally washing him was never an issue, though lately in the stable that I keep him, there has been a female proto. Females are great and all, but when they come into season.. well, they make my own go just a little bit bonkers. The last time this happened, he almost got to her to breed her, which both myself and her rider really did not want.

Today was no different.

When i had first gone in to grab him for training, there was no female proto to be found, which made me happy and giddy inside. There were some other rides picking up their steeds though, some also still look at me funny. A small and sort of skinny Blood Elf who can ride a giant proto like Mortar. He was my handsome red drake. No armour on him, as his thick scales do him good enough.

Today's training is a bit of training on myself as well, combat while flying. I am great with daggers or swords, but bows.. not so much. As soon as we land at the training field, there is of course a yell across it from my instructor. Half of it is muffled, but the other half.. i believe was 'Keliana and Mortar to the docks'. The docks are not much a place for flying and target practice, but I guess it will have to do.

It took about, I would say fifteen minutes to fly to the docks where we were needed. We were currently visiting and training in Grizzly Hills, one of my favourite places to go. Mortar felt at home, more so even with it being breeding season for him. Anyhow! Training started, then it got weird..

We stopped for a break, some lunch.. in a nearby clump of trees, hoping that would allow the crazy drake to eat and be less distracted by everything else, it worked.. until I had to change. His eyes just went wide as I was switching out of my armour into something lighter. To get more movement with my arms for firing that bow, I had much trouble earlier doing so with the heavy leather I usually wear. The moment I had my pants off, Mortar took a whiff. Now, I am no female drake..but he did not seem to care, I -was- still female.

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Mortar looked his rider over, she was undressing. The fire in his loins grew hotter as she spared herself from the pants she wore, he never really understood why she would wear such a thing, when it was much easier to walk around like he. He lifted his nose to give her a sniff, she smelled sweet, almost like a nectar from a flower. He took a lick at her exposed, or.. thought it was exposed, slit as she bent over to grab another pair of those pants.

He used his small arms to pick himself up from the lay he was in, and sauntered closer to her. She seemed a bit, frightened, but they had been together before. They used to cuddle and sleep all the time when the night got late and dark when they needed to rest, how was this any different?

He used his heavy head to push her down, the moment she went to her hands and knees he thought, that this.. this was his female, even though she did not look like the others. He had a mate, but they never mated.

He would change that today.

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I was just minding my own business, changing into a lighter armour until he pushed me over. At first I was unsure why he would do that, was he playing? Whatever it was, he figured pushing me over and ripping my panties off was a good idea, till I felt it..

His tongue ran over my slit, very slowly.. it sent trembles up my spine. It was warm and gooey, kind of fat and almost sticky in a way. His hot breath landed on my ass, as well.. I kind of could not move. But he seemed to take care in exploring me before he pressed his thickness into me.

His tongue spread me apart, making me gasp out and grip at the ground. His tongue was bigger then my ex's cock! Twice the size even! He made his way through me, making me quiver and tremble at each lick he made on my walls, drinking up whatever was there until he made me cum. This seemed to excite him even more. While I was shuddering and trying to keep myself up, he was licking faster and harder just to keep up with the juices I was giving him.

Then it all stopped.

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Mortar licked his lips, proud of himself that he was able to get his female off. But more was needed before she would truly be his and only his.

Breeding.

He pushed the Elf down more with his head, as he mounted her small form. He used his arms to keep her in place as his hips started to buck forwards. He was no where close to hitting his mark, but his hip movements excited him and made his tip poke from his sheath.

After a while longer, and a scream from his rider, he pulled her under him more, finally allowing his tip to press against her ass. He ran his tip across her entirely, coating her in his pre to make it easier to enter her, all the while he searched for the right hole to enter. As she was smaller then him, it took him a little while to find the right one before pressing in, spreading her slick folds around his tip.

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Panic. Everything and panic ran through my mind as I felt that enormous tip press into me. I wanted to get away, but he had me pinned. I had always wondered what it would be like to be with Mortar, with the size he is..but I was small, he would not fit!

The excitement played through my mind, of the fact that my mount, my Mortar was showing me who was boss, he was likely making me his female, but I did not care. I would willingly be his female. So I began to play the part.

I lifted my hips up into his own, bracing myself for what more was to come as he pressed inside me more, stretching me farther then I could have ever hoped to be stretched.

It was wonderful. I could feel him throb inside of me as he got used to my tightness. He still shot out globs of pre, even as he was entering me. I had a nice puddle of cum under me already, soon to have more no doubt as the session went on.

Then he started to thrust, slowly.. my moans were soft as he took his time, then.. all hell broke loose..

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Mortar grunted, getting used to his female under him just before he started to thrust, slow at first, then he got faster and faster. He buried his cock into her over and over again, hilting himself within the small form under him. His arms grasped at the light shirt she wore, it ripping after a time as he thrusted hard and fast into her. His claws scraped and ripped at her skin as he mated her, making it well known by her and anyone that would hear, that this was -his- female, no one else.

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My ass and slit seemed numb at this point, with him rutting me so hard I could barely hold myself in place. But I seemed to manage, and even started pressing back into him.

My mouth and throat were drying out as my moans and screamed of pure lustful pleasure got louder. I did not care if anyone heard me, or came to see what was going on. I was loving it.

I had to grip at the ground so hard, that my hands, if I had not been wearing gloves, would have worn down to being raw. He pushed so hard into me, pushing me forwards with each bounce of me against his cock. I decided, after enough time has passed, to take a look. I turned just enough to see that his entire cock was not even in me yet! What was even more shocking, was that he had a knot! My proto had a knot! .. Everything ran through my mind then as he bred me, wondering if he was going to try and stuff that thing into me or not, I was unsure he would fit.. man I hope he did..

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Mortar grunted and pulled his female under him more, as his hips started to go faster and faster, almost making the small thing under him go limp. He did not care, he was enjoying himself, and he was going to make her his breeding bitch. Every season, they would breed and she would give him a nest. Though she could not, he thought she would.

Inch by inch, moment by moment his cock started to slowly fill her completely, before his knot finally touched her passage. He opened his maw wide and hissed out as he tried to push it in, making her scream in pain, but the pain seemed to vanish the instant that he was able to pop that thing in. Then the real fun began.

Mortar took a long moment, his throbbing cock within her spurting small amounts of seed into her before he pulled her tighter to him. He then started to lay down, hovering over her to hide her from the world before his hips started to move in a jack-hammering motion. Much like a wolf would do to his mate, he just pounded harder and faster, as his knot kept him inside.

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I gasped out and scream in so much pain, pleasure and ecstasy as he knotted me. His hips once he was laying on me, seemed as never ending buzz of movement.

I was lost. I was lost until that moment my climax hit me so hard, I almost passed out. My inner walls tightened around his massive throbbing flesh and I trembled, I tried to roll on the ground but he had me pinned so hard I could only shake under him from the immense pleasure he was giving me. Then I felt it.

Huge gobs of cum started to spurt from his tip, it was hot, making me feel warm against the cold ground. He must had spurted at least ten times before he was through.

Both of us had another climax, both at the same time. He thrusted in so hard it felt like he would split me in two as he came. He used that explosive round inside of my womb to help pull him out, but he did not leave me. Gush after gush of cum spilled from me and made a puddle under me. He seemed to think that I needed a bath as well, as he stood and stretched his wings out, only to cover me in his seed.

So I lay there, covered head to toe and filled with proto-cum. I have to say, I hope we do it again.. I just wonder how much better it would be if I had a female right with us.

Speak of the devil.. I turn my head enough to see how Mortar is doing, and there is Erza and his female proto Blue. All I could do was say one word..

'Hi'..