Bonus Story - Raid Break Time (Patreon)

“Ow! Ouch! Ow! Hey!” 

The sound of whining and yelping barking came from the doggirl mage that sat with a fuss, her arm extended as healing magics coursed through her furred frame. There was a significant slice upon her limb that trailed down her shoulder and against her elbow that revealed gaping sinew and bone underneath. Yet hardly screaming from the wound, the small pinpricks of holy magic that sutured it closed and healed the flesh and blood underneath it was what caused her to whine and squirm. 

The husky garbed in cloth that healed the doggirl’s ebony furred limb seemed to smirk at her complaining. “Well maybe if you didn’t aim for that dragon’s weakness with your fireballs you wouldn’t be in this situation.” He said with a condescending ho-hum voice was his holy magic patched up her arm, and for good measure with a wiggle of his fingertips a little extra magic. A shield soaked into her body coating her arm as a bit of a pre-emptive bandage knowing full well that she wouldn’t heed his advice. 

Her arm was returned to her in pristine condition, the fiery magess flexing it and splaying her fingertips to test the flames for a brief moment. “Why should I hold back when I got you, Malcolm?” Sherri mused sweetly before leaning close and giving a quick and very grateful kisspeck against his cheek. “Besides I think you just like touching me with them holy fingers!”

His face scrunched slightly as his eyes looked to the side, his cheeks fluffed and there was a slight tinge of red upon them. Sherri grinned knowing she was right as she leaned closer, her tail flickering about behind her in a thoughtful hum as he did his best to stay silent. He was a priest, a holy servant of the light bringing healing magics to his comrades and strengthening their resolve. “Temptress.” He muttered hotly even though he knew she was right. Her skin was soft, smooth to the touch, he loved her scent and when she’d come to him with her injuries however minor he’d get to touch and caress her body. Of course it was as a healer,  professional and courteous, but he no less adored the time when she injured her ankle wearing those heels and touching upon her cute little paws with his hands. He recalled those soft padded pawtoes, he bit down upon his lower lip and felt the comforting touch of fingertips, Sherri’s hands, touching upon his body which caused him to draw a sharp breath.

“And you love every second of it.” Sherri whispered hotly as her body came close to his. While Sherri’s hand caressed against his cloth covered chest her other hand lifted her dress, an item crafted for mages that accentuated their elemental magics. Yet as her gorgeous icy blue dress might have made him pause with awe in the streets of Stormwind, in that moment in the depths of an evil mad dragon’s lair of horrific genetic magics, it was her pussy that glistened with nectar that stole his attention away. His stunned silence made Sherri brim with pride as she lowered herself upon his lap. “We have a few moments, they’re still planning the next attack..” She whispered as Malcolm growled at the sultry doggirl’s flirting. 

It wasn’t the first time she had dragged him into her debauchery and by the holy light he knew it wouldn’t be the last. He braced himself as he felt her tugging at the cloth upon his body and as much as he tried to remain stoic he adored the way she fawned over him. His clothes tugged to the side and leaving his bare fluffy chest visible as he breathed deep. “You’re going to get us in trouble again.” He warned but it was a meager plea against his own interests. His half hearted attempts to get her to cease such lewd behaviors were silenced by the way her lips kissed against his and a slow growl climbed up his chest. 

He may have been a holy man, a priest of purity but he was still only a man and the temptations that enticed his body were more than any meditation or prayer could suppress. His rock hard canine cock poked from his sheath with the thick bulging meat glistening with pre-cum that dribbled down his length. “I think you’re already in trouble.” Sherri whispered as she moved to mount herself atop of him but a palm, the same palm that could emanate healing magics prevented her motion. She looked confused for a moment but when he sneered down at her she felt her cheeks blush.

Her small body was easy to manipulate, a little nudge with his palm and before she knew it she’d been spun around and rather than prowling atop of him she was pulled into his grasp. She could feel the meat of his cock pushing against her skirt and her hips were lifted by those massive arms. In truth Malcolm’s role as a priest was simply of desire, he had been often asked to join the ranks of the holy paladin order due to his sheer size and physical stature but he much preferred the quiet solace that came with using his holy magics for healing. 

Sherri felt a little concerned at first, her hand holding around the mane of his neck and clutching tightly as she tried to balance herself in mid-air with only his hands keeping her upright but slowly he let her body lower and with his meaty cockspire impending upon her. Sherri breathed deep and let her palm caress over her supple pussy, parting her lips as he continued to descend her upon his cock and her lips kissed at the guest to her plump blue slit. “Mhh..” Sherri breathed softly as the tip started to push forwards, his hips pushing up while at the same time his muscular arms let gravity lower her upon him. 

His cock felt so good inside of her body, she could feel its meaty warmth soaking into her blue walls and her body squeezing upon his shaft even as she accepted him into her twat. “Hahhh.. oh.. Fuck.. Oh.. Fuck me..” Sherri huffed, it was always easy to overlook the priest boys for the tanky warriors or the bad boy warlocks, but Malcolm had a charm all his own and other girls didn’t know what they were missing when it came to a cock brimming with holy energy. “Hey..” Sherri panted as he started to move with his hips. “You.. You uhm-“ Her words suddenly failed her as she tossed her head back, his hips pushing up deep into her twat.

He had a soft spot for her, well.. a hard spot for her soft spot to be more precise. He loved her fiery mannerisms and the way she’d get all fussy and huffy, how she could be such a pistol. His head leaned forwards and kissed against her cheek as his hips brought her up and down. “Tell me what you want.. Use your words.” He whispered hotly against her flesh with his teeth slowly nipping against her neck. He knew exactly what she wanted, she had made it clear to him over and over again but he loved hearing her beg for it… especially now. 

His powerful hips bucked her up and down on his cock and as she squeezed upon his mane her other hand slowly trailed down her abdomen finding her clit that was poking from underneath her hood. The pleasure center coaxed from hiding by the powerful vibrations of his meaty cock landing inside of her. Every thrust of his hips jolting her with ecstasy as Sherri whimpered to his attentions, her fingertips finding her clit and rolling against vigorously as her juicy quim drooled all down his length and spilled upon her own fingertips.

“Do.. Do that..” Sherri whimpered. “That.. That power infusion thing.. Please.. Ohgodplease.” She whimpered as he continued to bounce her upon his cock, pummeling her body deep and in a moment, a single moment she felt a charge surge through her body that came with a kiss. From his lips directly against her neck was jolt of electric intensity, holy magic that brimmed through her body all at once. She could feel it twirling through her nervous system and even as her fingertips rolled against her clit it felt like it was happening twice, from the nerve endings on her fingers, and the nerve endings in her clit, all of them alive and dancing through her as she cried out in bliss.

Her pleasure was music to his ears and his knot was starting to inflate as her pussy slid down his length and kissed at the engorging meatknob. Her legs bounced with her body, and he could feel himself coming closer as he kissed deeper into her neck continuing to feed her body with holy energy with his kiss and his cock. Both of them meeting in the center of her body and letting her swim in the holy bliss of the light that infused her from her ears to her tippy toes. With one sharp jut of his hips he pushed his knot inside, sealing the magics of holy pleasure in her body with a squishy thump of his knot squishing past her lips into her warm welcoming cunt.

He grit his teeth as his knot fit inside, albeit barely, her juicy blue cunt. Her slickened twatsauce spilling all over his cock as he felt her spasm upon his shaft, her trembling body and scrunched toes. “Ofuck! Cum… Cum in me!” She cried out before she bit on her lower lip and made a high pitched whimper while her fingertips continued to rub at her clit told him she was cumming that and he could feel it upon his cock. Her pussy was practically spasming, massaging his cock and sucking upon it with her inner walls as he simply leaned forwards, his drooling maw spilling against her clothen shoulder fabrics as he let his cock release all that pent up holy cum. 

His thick canine spunk was warmer than others, it was charged with holy magics. The very same that had teased her pussy walls and sent radiating shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body when he kissed her neck moments earlier was now coming in a full dose with that hot husky cum that radiated inside of her womb. He loved cumming in her, he loved cumming on her, but cumming in her womb was beyond any pleasure that he could taste with his mortal senses. His eyes shut tightly as he squeezed upon her thighs, holding her to him as his cum continued to jut out with thick ropes staining her depths with his holy sperm. 

Malcolm didn’t know how long they had spent there but his knot left them tied and with Sherri leaning against his chest  panting hotly and still squirming with residual pleasures soaking through her frame it was only when the raid leader called back that both of them were brought from their blissgasm to the real world. “Hey!” The voice called out and stole their attentions. It was Spencer who was looking back over the group with his massive rhinoceros frame that barely fit in the plate gauntlets that adorned his body. “We’re gonna take another ten minutes you two better be untied by the time we’re done or it’s a Fifty DKP Minus!”