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Escape was all that Sherri or the drake she rescued could think of when Illidan had seen through their ruse, not that it was particularly clever but it was enough for the Dragonmaw Clan and their Skyriders. It wasn’t until Illidan had made a visit to see the new recruit that had been acclaimed by the Overlord for exploits supposedly bringing glory to the fel-cursed hellscape of Shadowmoon Valley that the illusion had been dispelled. Luckily Sherri’s punishment wasn’t to be. A Netherwing Drake she’d rescued from servitude swept  overhead, snatching the exposed doggirl in her arms they sped across the skyscape before a sustainable chase could be made. 

It was fortunate that there was a dwarven outpost nearby that wasn’t particularly concerned when a dragoness spanning over eight feet tall and a doggirl mage arrived with a gust from the perpetually night sky. Then again it would be hard for them to say much that would matter to a muscled woman who was bringing one of the more potent members of the alliance into rescue. 

“We require rest.” The stoic dragoness said matter of factly while her hands cradled Sherri in her arms, those glowing eyes peeked down at the doggirl who’s cheeks were flush. “Do you know where we can procure a safe hideaway until morn?” 

“Uh.. Uhmyeah.” Sherri smiled brightly, “Just uhm,” She wiggled herself slightly and she was set upon the ground. “We can stay here for a few days to rest up.” She gestured to the large compound built into a mountain with a nearby inn connected to it. The interior of the mountain sanctuary was strange compared to the outer world the dragoness must have experienced for so many years. She tried to make the mostly empty building seem interesting but it was hard to show off the glory of Azerothian architecture when it was constantly being repaired from never ending demon attacks, luckily the interior barracks was not full of arsenal but something the dragoness actually took interest in.

“Is that ale?” She blinked once, curiously staring at the stack of kegs. Sherri couldn’t help but snicker the dwarves were the type where if there was a single commodity more important than any other it’d be their love of alcohol. “If I may, I would like to try some.”

Sherri’s giggling stopped halfway and she gave a glance to the dragoness as she took hold of one of the wooden steins left upon the table. “Sure, why wouldn’t you be able to?” The nozzle to the keg began to pour frothy ale albeit warm from the lack of available freezing magics but that was nothing that Sherri wouldn’t be able to solve with a simple spell in the palm of her hand. The ale suddenly chilled as if it had been resting in a frozen cellar for years in wait for this moment. 

“If you said no.” The dragoness gauged the mug and its frothy contents, it was enormous in Sherri’s hands but to her it almost looked like a shot glass. “Mortal drinks weren’t permitted.” She then lifted the beverage close her eyes focusing on the frothy part and gave a sniff, her nose scrunching as her large frame shuddered and a sneeze escaped from the normally emotionless woman. She lifted her gaze and blinked her eyes as Sherri giggled while sitting on the table, hand covering her lips as the dragoness canted her head to the side.

“Ohgosh.. Kheva.. Right?” Sherri smiled gently, “You don’t have to do any of that. You’re free to do whatever it is you want.” A brown gold filled purse to the side of Sherri’s hip was raised, “I made a lot of gold from those Dragonmaw Suckers, they’re jerks but they pay pretty well. We could get you-“

A gentle scaled hand reached out and so tenderly, so carefully, she covered Sherri’s hand with her own clouding the gold that began to peek from the opening of the hefty pouch. “Please, Mistress, do not speak of such things.” The floor echoed from the sound of her massive scaled paws touching upon it as she moved closer, her body kneeling so even upon the table she was at eye level to the woman who gave her freedom. “I owe you a life debt to you and If I am truly free, let me be free with you.” Sherri’s heart audibly thumped and her eyes widened, “I’ll carry you wherever you wish to go, fly you through the darkest, coldest nights, and in the light of the warmest days..” 

The doggirl’s cheeks blushed brightly and offered a gentle nod. “Well, uhm, sure I don’t mind as long as it’s because you want to!” She pointed to the drink, “Here try it though! I chilled it just for you!” She wasn’t sure how Kheva felt but there was definitely a spark of attraction from Sherri’s direction but she didn’t want the dragoness to feel obligated.. Even if she was tall, and those muscles were almost perfect, her body like a glorious scaled amazon. 

As instructed she glanced to the stein and tipped it to her lips and drank. It flowed easily over her tongue and in one series of gulps it was empty, her eyes then focused upon Sherri once more. “It has a slightly bitter taste.” Her tongue ran along her lips, “Might I try another flavor?” This time she didn’t wait for Sherri to answer, instead her hand cupped under Sherri’s chin and using her newfound freedom she leaned in to press their lips together in a kiss. The moment Sherri accepted the dragon felt a roiling sensation churning throughout her body, the little magegirl had a special place in her reptilian heart. The same girl that had rescued her from the clutches of nefarious warlocks was sweeter than any flavor Kheva had ever sampled in her life. Her tongue greedily slurped around inside of Sherri’s mouth, dragging against the ridged roof and playing along the softness of her blue tongue eagerly sampling every flavor and crevice Sherri’s mouth had to offer while the doggirl whimpered and squirmed with her thighs pressing together and toes helplessly pressing into wooden bench. 

The slick cock pushing out from her sheath revealed the massive length that was meant to satisfy female members of the Netherwing Flight, a shape foreign to most mortals on Azeroth and shamelessly it throbbed with sticky pre-cum that coated the length dripping onto Sherri’s attire. Her tongue wrapped around Sherri’s, squeezing it like a predatory boa constrictor, holding it as the tip of her tongue rolled deeper into Sherri’s mouth teasing at the back of her throat as the doggirl’s hands wrapped around the back of her neck and her back arched inwards a muffled moan of ecstasy reverberating through Kheva’s tongue as the dragoness grew more passionate to Sherri’s excitement. Her smooth scaled fingertips lifted pushing against Sherri’s skirt that was now stained with her self-lubricating cockjuices, pushing them aside and eagerly working her hand up along the underside of Sherri’s top. Garments that were strange and foreign to her draconic sensibilities since she much preferred to be naked and unobstructed. 

Clothes became a floor decoration as Sherri was pushed up against the wall, her thighs lifted and shoulders against the cold stone. The dragoness didn’t lose a beat with her tongue still swirling along the depths of Sherri’s mouth and slowly digging into the back of her throat as Kheva’s hands took full grip of the softness of her furred body that had teased her for the past few months. Kheva had felt those soft furred thighs around her hips and the gentle touch of her squishy padded palms upon her shoulders when they soared though the skies performing tasks for the Dragonmaw Skyriders, and it had teased her so that she ached to know more of her body. 

Sherri didn’t realize how strong Kheva was at first, in their time together under the guise of dragon and skyguard Sherri had rode upon her body for hours on end fulfilling the menial tasks demanded of her by the chieftan. Those pert muscular arms and biceps that had soared in the form of wings traversing the sky now held upon her body gracefully, gently, pressing her back against the wall as Sherri’s mouth gaped open accepting the tongue that freely tasted her lips, her mouth, her own tongue, and the back of her throat with vigor. That tongue was so deep, so persistent that Sherri didn’t even notice that Kheva’s dragoncock was poised right against her cunt mound until she felt it twitch against her lips. “Hhahh..” Sherri swallowed hard as the tongue peeled from her lips with a loud slurp. “Are.. Are you going to..?” 

“If I may..” Kheva whispered hotly, her eyes locked on Sherri’s as the doggirl gave a nervous but determined nod of her head. “You mortals are so brave.” Slowly she pushed her hips forwards with the pointed cocktip slipping between her soft velvety folds, the doggirl tensing and breathing deep as the nubs of foreign draconic cock pushed inside slowly, each one catching against her quivering lips as fingertips gripped into her shoulders. “Too much..?” She whispered, pausing the press of her hips.

“No!” Sherri barked desperately, her mouth agape and panting, “Don’t.. Don’t stop! Keep going! I want it all..” She peeked through her squinting eyes up at the dragoness with her cheeks still blushing and her pawtoes scrunched almost endlessly contracting as she bit down her lower lip whimpering with desire. The pinching sensation of Kheva’s cock filling her body deeper and deeper as it further pushed inside filling her to the brim as her head tilted back and she clenched her teeth with a strained moan of pleasure like she was lifting a thousand pounds of weight with her shoulders. “Nnhhh.. Hahhh.. Hahhh..” Breathing became labored as she almost choked on her own pleasure with the thickness of dragon cock stretching her walls out around the fullness of her girth as more continued to push inside.

Her hips had pushed in as deep as possible but still some of her length was visible between the lips of Sherri’s fully filled cunt and her crotch mound. The dragoness began to work her hips watching as Sherri whimpered and shut her eyes tightly when her dick pushed inside. Her determination to be careful with her mistress’ body was slowly falling to the wayside as her cock demanded further penetration to go deeper, and fill up that sexy little magegirl to the brim. “Hff.. Forgive me Sherri.. I can’t fill you up like this..” The doggirl blinked a moment of confusion but it was short lived and her body was quickly spun around with her breasts pressed to the wall the dragoness furthered her pressure against Sherri’s back, holding her up and using her hips to pound in deeper. 

The rough thrusting hips that clapped against her asscheeks sent shockwaves through Sherri’s body, her tongue hanging out as she moaned, her body quivering with her little pawtoes scrunching she reached onto anything she could find to keep her from simply falling away. Luckily Kheva’s wrist was in grasp as the large sweat dripping dragoness huffed grunts of excitement behind her body. “Hahhh.. Nnfh..” Sherri panted glancing back slightly over her shoulder, “Good.. Good.. Don’t half ass it..” Sherri teased when the dragon cock nubbies dragged and stimulated her inner walls. “Otherwise.. I’ll break out rank.. get that.. that.. that sky breaker whip!” 

Her hand stroked along Sherri’s thighs as she began to warm her hips up further, thrusting a little bit faster and using the muscles in her thighs and lower back to joust Sherri’s body upwards until gravity brought her back down making the doggirl hilt her dick to the fullest on the rebound of each of her thrusts. “Don’t give me ideas, Mistress..” Kheva whispered hotly, her tongue carefully dragging along the nape o Sherri’s neck teasing underneath her chin tasting the sweat that dripped from her body and mashing her own muscular scented form inwards, pinning the girl underneath her increasingly powerful thrusts.

Kheva was going harder, faster, every second Sherri was further pushed into the wall with her body barely able to keep up. Her hand squeezing into Kheva’s until their fingers clasped together while her other hand almost pinching into the dragon woman’s skin as her wrist became the de-facto brace that would keep Sherri from falling through the world into the abyss. “Oh.. Fuh.. Fuhh.. Fuchhghkk..” Sherri gasped out, her body wrought with pleasure as she was pulled back and forth, her cheek mashed against the wall and her eyes starting to widen as her orgasm felt like it was winding through her nerve endings, pushing against her abdomen and making her muscles squeeze and contract. “Hfhf.. Ohffuch..” Sherri whimpered, the girth of Kheva’s cock was one thing, but she definitely underestimated the sheer physical strength of a dragon woman built for two things, flying, and breeding, and the doggirl felt like she was doing both at the same time with the way her body was lifted and thrusted upwards with her pawtoes dangling off the ground. 

The world felt like it stopped in time with the only sensation Sherri was able to comprehend was pleasure, her ears perked and her eyes almost glazing over as her tongue hung out. She felt like her mind was going blank as she spasmed and gripped tightly upon Kheva’s wrists with every fiber of her being as her pussy squeezed tightly upon the massive dragon length that filled her to the brim. “Don’t pull out, don’t you dare pull out!” Sherri gasped in the frenzy of her own orgasm clouding every thought of her mind, “I.. I want it all! All of it.. inside me!” Her pawtoes scrunching and her heart beating faster and faster as her body felt the rush of orgasm flow through her. At that same moment the dragoness held overhead groaned her own pleasures and Sherri’s body was once again filled deep with the tip of her cock pushing against her cervix and cum suddenly erupting inside. 

The dragoness felt her skin tighten and her fingertips squeezing Sherri’s in between her own, her claws pinching into Sherri’s furred flesh making her mistress yelp as her own nostrils flared. “Hssshhhh..” She seethed with pleasure as her glowing white eyes suddenly closed and cum born of a creature made for breeding filled into Sherri’s womb, thick billowing geyser ropes of spunk poured upwards as her hips continued to rock back and forth inside Sherri’s overflowing cum gushing cunt. Kheva had no clue whether or not her body could breed with mortals but in that moment with Sherri's womb bloated and swollen with cum she imagined Sherri with a rounded plump and pregnant tummy, filled to the brim with a clutch of her eggs..

She could feel her body quivering with her fingertips clinging atop of Kheva’s hand fingertips wound with hers. “HHff.. So.. about that..” Sherri gulped, “Whole you know.. Life Debt.. bound to me thing..” Her cheeks blushed brighter. “Are-“

“I’m sure,” Kheva whispered as her hand gracefully reached upwards, with Sherri’s body still pinned to the wall with her figure preventing the doggirl from slipping, her hand cupped gently at the side of Sherri’s face and her tongue snaked outwards giving an affectionate lick-flick across Sherri’s lips. “You wouldn’t be able to get rid of me if you tried.. My soul is forever bound to yours.”