High Moon Ch. 30:

Devotion

Whilst the two newcomers got settled into their new home, Wolf got ready for bed as another, longer day was ahead of him tomorrow, not knowing that Blaze had other plans for the night. As Wolf was getting some things ready for tomorrow, Blaze slipped off her cloak, and concealed a small bright yellow vial in her left hand.

Inside was the concentrated juice from the star shape fruit, pulsing with the natural magic that the tree passively gathered. Blaze knew all too well what would happen if she even drank a single drop. The first time she encountered the fruit with Zecora and Wolf, that ‘accidental’ spell wasn’t so accidental.

She loved Wolf, she loved making love with him, and she also loved Zecora as a close friend. While Blaze was younger, she had dreamt of what it would be like to have sex with the both of them, and they had just happened to reach the tree when she was in heat.

So, she may have ‘accidentally’ used her magic to make one of her lustful dreams come true, but right before it could happen, the magic started to wear off. She was quick to say that the spell was an accident and the two bought it.

Of course, she felt bad for lying to not only a mare she could call sister, but also to her lover. However, the she didn’t know what either would say if she told the truth. Back then, Blaze and Wolf were both young, younger than the twins are now. She was too afraid of breaking the trust that she worked so hard to build with the both of them that she’d done her best to make it up to the both of them. After making a trip back to the Arcane Fields, Blaze gave Zecora a rare plant for a potion that would permanently negate the effects of the Poison Joke flower.

She then traveled back to High Moon in the cover of the night to give Wolf the much needed ‘relief’ that he would starve himself of. It wasn’t until after the discovery of the archives that Blaze was able to understand just why the magic had dissipated so easily.

Apparently, the magical core in her horn couldn’t convert the natural magic in the star fruit, and as an act of evolutionary defense, it discharged the excess magic. Now, however, she was much more experienced with her magic, and had learned a few new tricks to help her better control the influences of the fruit. So now was the time to enjoy the fruits’ of her labor, so to speak.

“Oh Wolfie,” Blaze started, walking up behind Wolf with a sway of her hips, and wrapping her arms around his waist. Wolf turned his head downwards to look into his mare’s slightly shining eyes. Before Wolf could question the radiating orbs of pure crimson, Blaze stood up on the tips of her toes to reach her mouth to his ear. “I’m still ‘hungry,’” she whispered into his ear with a low seductive voice.

Wolf chuckled a little, knowing that she was acting like this partially because she was carrying a cub, but also because the pack was growing. Every time a new face joined High Moon, Blaze’s maternal instincts kicked up in gear, especially if the new face was younger than both of them.

At first, when it was just Lily and them, Wolf had only barely noticed this quirk, but it became more apparent when the twins started to live here as well. It started as a more affectionate kiss than needed, or a hug that turned into a long snuggle, but quickly became her needing attention every other night.

When the twins had left for the camping trip, Wolf had a hard time just stepping foot outside of the temple, let alone getting anything done. And that wasn’t the end of it. Blaze also started to become more profound with her emotions, even more so than she would usually do.

All of these traits Wolf was glad she had. They’d need every last one of them if they were going to protect their cub until it was ready to do so on its own.

“And I know what I want,” Blaze continued with the same seductive tone that Wolf loved. Despite her being a walking inferno, when Blaze spoke like this it felt like a gentle stream was rushing down Wolf’s spine, reaching all the way to his tail. When she was screaming his name, though, it felt as if a bright and passionate fire was being lit in his chest, and and it always left him craving more.

Suddenly, Wolf’s thoughts of enjoying the mixture of fire and ice that was Blaze’s voice were broken by her raising a vial with a round bottom using her magic. Wolf’s eyes intensely inspected the bottle. As a diamond dog, he couldn’t use magic, and while diamond dogs weren’t normally known for being able to sense magic, years spent around Blaze’s had given him an almost sixth-sense about these things. It wasn’t always just around the mare. For as long as he could remember, even as a cub, Wolf seemed to have a...connection with the natural magic around the world, but he could never harness it.

However, he didn’t need to be able to use magic to tell that this bottle was giving off a large amount of magic, enough for even Wolf to pick up on, and his mind flicked to one answer. “Blaze,” Wolf started, turning around to wrap his mare in his arms, and to look her straight in the eyes. “Now you know that’s not a smart idea. Last time, me and Zecora could have really hurt you, and we don’t know what it’ll do to the cub.”

Blaze kissed the underside of Wolf’s jaw, taking that moment to nibble and lick alongside it, and rubbing her hands over his solid, bare chest. “But I do,” she continued in that same voice, this time, speaking in a slightly darker tone that Wolf knew was in her.

There was a price to all the power Blaze carried, her ability to read dragon language, and use their magic. It wasn’t because she was a well-adapted unicorn, though that was an important part of it, but no...there was another reason.

“Blaze, we should get you away from that stuff,” Wolf started, rubbing his hands over her bare back, and skipping over the straps to the cloths that were straining to cover her chest. “It’s making that dragon-blood in you come out more than your pregnancy is.”

Even with his warning, Blaze still didn’t listen, and instead only giggled acting like innocent filly. However, Wolf knew better than to believe the act. He knew of his mare’s...coming of age when she lived in the foreign country of Zebraican. In that country, cutie marks held little to no meaning to the few ponies that were there, and it was only through feats of prowess that a foal would be considered fully grown.

Blaze’s feat was claiming the magic of a dragon as her own, as well as mastering her own unicorn magic. She had told him a few years ago how she found an elder dragon near her village, and through some means of engagement, earned the dragon’s respect as well as her dragon’s soul. When Wolf asked her why an elder dragon would do something so unbelievable, she told him that the dragon was dying before she even got to her, and that she’d wanted to give Blaze her soul since she failed to produce any hatchlings of her own.

Every time Blaze told Wolf that story, she began crying. She would forever feel sorry for that dying dragoness, who in the last hours of her very long, lonely, and selfish life gave something dragons hold closer than any treasure they could ever collect.

“Mm...I know you like it,” Blaze moaned into Wolf’s ear as his hands subconsciously moved towards her flanks while she pressed her body up closer to his. “You can’t say you don’t enjoy it, knowing how powerful I am, then turning me around, and making me your mare.”

Wolf started to chuckle in a low dark growl, allowing his canine instincts, and alpha dog instinctual desire for a powerful mate take control as he started to return the mare’s nibbles. Blaze’s moans only grow slightly in volume as she lit her horn to create a soundproof barrier, which Lily had recently shown her how to do, around the door so neither Quill nor Frost would hear their darkish lovers talk.

“Besides,” she started again, rubbing her hand down Wolf’s abdomen, to the hem of his black shorts. Blaze reached out for his growing shaft, and was rewarded by another deep growl from her dog as his claws scratching at her flanks. Blaze didn’t suppress any more moans, knowing that the barrier was going to last a whole eight or nine hours, and was plenty of time for her to get what she needed done. “This will actually help our cub grow stronger, but we’ll have to...’expel’ some of the excess magic out.”

Wolf moved from Blaze’s ear to look her in her glowing red eyes, screaming with magic and power that she kept hidden from the others. “Oh yeah love, and just how’s something like that,” he paused for a moment, waving a hand at the still floating bottle. Blaze’s normally solid blood-red aurora was now pulsing with pent-up magic as more of the dragon’s soul began infusing her own unicorn magic-core with its own stronger brand of of power. “going to make our cub stronger?”

“Well,” Blaze started with a low moan, pushing off Wolf’s chest and lowering her eyes as they still pulsed with magic. “For one, a good portion of the natural magic will feed into my dragon’s soul, and the other part will go our cub.”

Wolf started to growl even louder when Blaze began stroking his shaft, using her thumb to play with his swollen head. However, even with the stroking and his instincts attempting to fog his mind, Wolf was able to retain some mental focus. “And that’s not going to hurt her, how?”

Another, more seductive, giggle came from Blaze as she leaned back into Wolf’s chest, and started to work her way up his jaw line. “That is what these are for,” she started, reaching out with her magic to a small wooden chest in the far corner of the room to open it, pulling out five dull-red stones. Wolf recognized them as inactive fire-stones the moment he saw the first one pulled out. “And also,” Blaze started, standing on her tip-toes to whisper into Wolf’s ear while she leaned into him enough to make him have to hold her entire weight. “I have a few spells that I want to use for tonight.”

Suddenly, a roaring growl came from Wolf as Blaze started to use her magic on the hardened shaft, making the dog lose himself further to his instincts. Without warning, Wolf picked Blaze up, held her close to his chest, and carried her over to the bed, biting on her neck the whole way.

Blaze let out a quick shout of surprise that quickly became moans of approval as she too was lost in the draconic instincts that had been given to her by the elder dragoness from her youth. Her moans turned into another quick giggling shout when Wolf dropped her on top of the bed, which was softer than she remembered, but she wasn’t given any time to think about it before Wolf was on top of her.

She ran her fingers through Wolf’s shaggy hair while his teeth chewed at her neck and his clawed hands were on top of her slightly bigger breasts. It wasn’t long before the cloth wrapped around them was removed so Wolf could directly grope the large mounds. Blaze let out long and appreciative moans from Wolf’s claws tugging at her sensitive breasts and started to buck her hips into him to relieve the inferno growing in her core.

As much as Blaze was enjoying her lover’s touch, she still needed to actually drink some of the star fruit juice. Reluctantly, Blaze pulled Wolf’s canine’s off her collarbone. Wolf, after following her silent plea, growled slightly at her in mild annoyance. “Don’t worry my love,” Blaze started, sitting up in the bed, and rubbing the sides of his ears to tame the savage alpha threatening to rip free of its mental restraints. “We’ll get to that, but first things first,” she continued in an eeriy calm tone that was nearly the polar opposite of her normal speaking voice.

Slowly, Blaze floated the glowing bottle towards her, and reached out her hands from Wolf’s head to take it from her magical grip. Just holding it in her hands was enough for her to feel it throbbing with pure magic.

It was maddening.

To feel the immense power coming from the bottle, to know that that power would be hers, as well as her cub’s... Blaze couldn’t suppress a jittery giggle from escaping her lips before she ripped off the cork off the bottle and tossed it somewhere far in the room. With one last look into Wolf’s shining green eyes, Blaze widely smiled saying, “To our cub.” before downing the bottle in all of its entirety.

The effects were nearly instantaneous. Blaze’s horn and eyes started to burn in an intensely bright red that spread like a bright fire over the entire room. As the red light started to crawl over to the rest of her eyes, black dragon-markings started to form from the tip of her horn, moving down to the rest of her body.

Blaze trailed her hands down her body as she felt a flame crawling over every inch, lighting up all of her senses, and bringing unimaginable joy to her. The dragon-markings reached over her large chest, where her hands gripped her harden nipples, and moved down to her pregnant belly. The markings crawled into a spiral around all sides until they reached the center to form a dragon’s skull.

Wolf’s alpha senses, which he use to judge the strength of another, was being driven wild at the display of Blaze’s fully unleashed magic, and it was all he could do to stop himself from just jumping on top of her and re-instilling his dominance. Every inch of the mare screamed with a power that was unrivaled by anything he’d seen before. From her lustful moans, her dark giggles, the fury and destruction that her magic held, and her ability to adapt to any situation that is in front of her...

All of these would make Blaze a desirable mate for any alpha dog, and that wasn’t even including her physical attributes. Slender shoulders leading to substantial breasts and a well-toned body with wide hips with powerful legs. All of these along with a quick and decisive mind made Blaze a goddess in Wolf’s eyes.

And she was his.

Reaching his hands out to her thighs, Wolf spread Blaze’s legs apart so he could gaze at her marehood as it was covered by the black markings, and was leaking her sweet juices. However, that only made it more alluring to Wolf as he dove straight in, and adding to the mare’s already lustful gasps.

Blaze’s fingers subconsciously reached around Wolf’s ears to rub them and encourage him to push his tongue inside of her. Wolf didn’t disappoint his mare as his strong wide tongue breached her tight walls and started to lap up at every drop of juice that was there. The gentle rubs on Wolf’s ears turned into rough pulling, though Wolf hardly noticed. As long as he got to hear the mare’s cries of passion, then that was enough for him.

While Blaze’s walls were under attack by her lover, more of the dragon-blood in her veins began to take control of her mind and body. Her already sharp nails became sharper talons, her fur, mane, and tail became sharper like a dragon’s scales and spines, even her pupils turned into slits.

A roar came from Blaze’s mouth, severing the final straw that kept Wolf from being taken over by his own canine instincts. Adding his canine teeth to the mix, Wolf brought Blaze closer to the edge, and accelerated her transformation.

Still having some control of her mind, Blaze willed her magic to bring the inactive fire-stones over to them. They began to slowly rotate around the couple, their purpose for this night being to absorb any excess magic that was discharged The stones also served as a means to keep some of the magic trapped in the space around them. That way, nothing would go to waste.

Blaze started to buck her hips into Wolf’s face as she felt a climax quickly approaching. “Ahh...m-more,” she demanded of her alpha, both too lost in their instincts to think past this moment of time. “I want more!”

Taking the mare’s demands as a challenge, Wolf suddenly sat up on the bed, and forced Blaze to her back so he could continue to eat away at her marehood. Now with Blaze’s legs held up in the air, Wolf reached out to his mare’s slightly swelled mounds to take them in his claws.

Blaze’s marehood was again under assault by the relentless tongue, but this time, she couldn’t do anything to aid in the manner. So, Wolf was free to do as he pleased with the mare, and quickly reasserted his dominance over her.

Wolf’s sharp claws twisted and pulled on Blaze’s hard red nipples while her talons gripped at the bed. In this slightly odd position, Blaze could somehow feel more of Wolf’s tongue in her clenching marehood, but it wasn’t enough; she wanted more, she needed more.

“M-more,” Blaze roared in a moan while Wolf’s canines trapped her marehood in between. “Give me...more!” Growling, Wolf pulled himself from her marehood, only to focus on her swollen clitoris, and was rewarded with incoherent shouts from her.

As Blaze began to reach a climax, her horn sparked off small red and white bolts of magic, and was pulled in the fire-stones. Each one started to shine in a bright crimson light, their rotation speeding up around the amorous couple.

Right before her climax, Blaze caught the magical sight above her, and the only thing she could think of calling the ring of fire was: “Beautiful,” she whispered in her normal voice before her mind was ripped apart by an overwhelming climax. Blaze’s hands shot down to Wolf’s head to keep him trapped on her marehood as copious amounts of her juices gushed forth.

Wolf happily drank every drop of her warm cum, even pushing his tongue back in to grab more, but soon released the mare’s legs. Taking a moment to gaze at his handy work, Wolf took pride in the sweaty mass that was his mare. Her chest quickly rose and fell trying to get in as much air to her lungs as possible, a small stream of a mixture of Wolf’s silva and her still warm cum stained her marehood, but the look her eyes told him there was more to this night.

“Mmm…” Blaze rolled over and started to stick her large flanks in the air, swaying her spike-like tail back over her marehood, and knowing that it would force Wolf to lose more control over himself. However, he didn’t get the chance to claim the mare again as she whipped her body around, and knocked him to his back.

The two fell back into a heated kiss, both looking for some means of control, but it was obvious to Blaze that she just couldn’t get that edge over Wolf. So she used that time to lick his canine teeth, and was reminded where they’ve been.

She loved it.

There would be moments where Wolf was just coming back from hunting, she would feel the need to lick the blood of his prey off his teeth with her tongue. She got a...thrill from tasting the iron on his canines. Later, Blaze realized that it was the dragon-blood running through her veins, mixing further into her normal pony blood.

And she loved it.

“Mmm-more,” Blaze moaned through the battle for control of the kiss, pulling on Wolf’s ears while his hands gripped on her flanks. “I-I want more, give me more.” As Blaze continued to fall in her dragon-blood, her horn again started to spark off bolts of magic, but became trapped in the ring of fire-stones forming a ring of pure red light above their heads.

The light-show above their heads went unnoticed by the dark lovers as they continued their battle of tongue and teeth. While her fingers locked themselves in his hair, Wolf’s claws dug into the sharper fur on Blaze’s flanks, and soon began rubbing at her marehood.

Blaze pulled away from the kiss, giving up on taking control in that area, and starting to move down Wolf’s body. Every inch of the dog was of pure muscle and power, she wanted it, and she wanted more of it. Once she reached the hem of Wolf’s black pants, Blaze sat up slightly, and took the offending fabric off of her desired prize.

Wolf’s shaft stood mighty and proud in the air with a small clear line of pre-cum going down the throbbing sides. For another brief moment, Blaze’s eyes flashed brighter than they already were, and another spark came from her horn, shooting into the fire halo above their heads.

Licking her lips, Blaze encased much of the shaft in her breasts, leaving the throbbing tip to ooze out more pre-cum before her lips sealed around the swollen head. While Blaze was moaning around the shaft’s head, Wolf, who had already sat up, grabbed her ears to encourage her to continue the skilled slurping, and started to growl deeply when she answered his unspoken commands. To aid in her task, Blaze started to lift her heavy breasts up and down the shaft, and moaned when she tasted more of his pre-cum.

Wolf started to move his hips in time with Blaze’s breasts, adding to the pleasure he was getting, and the amount of pre-cum Blaze was tasting. Dragging her tongue on the underside of his shaft’s head, Blaze pulled herself off the shaft only so she could look into her lover’s eyes while she circled her tongue around it.

“More, I want more,” she repeated as she started to move her breasts over the entire shaft in a faster pace. All Wolf was able to do was growl at the fast massage with the somehow fluffy mound, forcing more pre-cum to leak out around the shaft.

Suddenly, a bolt of pure concentrated magic shot out of the ring of fire and to Blaze’s horn, and caused the mare’s body to be filled again with the heightened magic. As more of the magic flowed into Blaze’s horn, the dragon-markings on her body started to glow bright-red, and so too her eyes.

“More!” Quicker that she should have been able to do, Blaze shot up from the bed, and aimed her tight rosebud on the tip of Wolf’s shaft. The two dark lover held another battle of tongue and teeth while the stream of magic slowly started to end by discharging back into the ring, but again the two didn’t notice.

Wolf pulled away from the kissing war to bite alongside Blaze’s neck while his claws trailed over the mare’s sides before reaching down to her flanks and spreading them wide. “M-more, give me...more,” Blaze moaned as the tip of Wolf’s shaft threatened to breach her tight wall.

Blaze, her fingers already entangled in Wolf’s hair, pulled him off of her neck to lock gazes with him. Her normally bright crimson eyes, shining with a small passionate flame was now a burning blood-red, blazing with a passionate, starving inferno of greed and lust. However, Wolf couldn’t care as his instincts clouded every inch of his mind, and forced him to act on impulse.

“Give me all of it!”

Suddenly, Isis shot up from the bed, a chilling heat moving throughout her entire body. Visible beads of sweat matted down her ebony-black fur as well as the bed, her breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps, her wings constantly twitched behind her, and her eyes couldn’t stay focused on anything.

Her mind raced to understand what this...this feeling. Isis was sure she’d felt this before, however, she couldn’t gather her wits enough to fully remember what it was.

Slowly, she closed her eyes to get her breathing back under control, but even that was a difficult task due to this feeling. Even a for a being such as herself, it was a trail just to regain some of her composure. She didn’t fully understand it or what it held, but she had a job to protect all that lived in High Moon, and she was going to do as such.

After a few more breaths, Isis got out of the bed, clad only in a pair of pants that were tied by her ankles by white cloth, or as her mistress deemed to call them, her ‘puffy’ pants, and started to search for the cause of the ‘feeling,’ for a lack of better terms.

Her initial impression was that the two newcomers could be the answer to this dilemma. So, after leaving her room, and checking to see if the phoenixes were alright, Isis walked down the stairs to Veil and Cyclone’s room.

However, when she peeked behind the closed door, all she saw was the two wrapped in each other’s arms. Even seeing them like this, Isis still failed to understand what the two were to one another. However, from the looks of things, they were closer than mere friends.

She knew that losing their home, while not entirely their own fault, was still hard for the two, but as long as they had each other, then they should be fine. After wishing the two safe dreams, Isis closed the door, and left to check up on Lily and Spike.

Once at his door, Isis pushed the wooden frame open to see Spike sprawled across the bed fully asleep with a noticeable line of drool down his cheeks, she took a brief moment to giggle at the drake. As far as she could tell about him, he was nice gentledrake that was hardworking to a fault, and in time would grow into a very powerful dragon.

Isis closed the door, wishing Spike luck with the seed of doubt in his heart, and moved to Lily’s room. However, Isis could barely see the flutterpony through the mess of her long snow-white mane, looking like long streams of winter’s fruit, and in comparison with her brown blanket, was the fore-telling signs of winter’s coming. Though this was to be expected of the tall equine, as Isis knew that flutterponies lived off the light from the sun, and when it was gone, underwent a major decline in every part of the body and mind.

With the last of the ones dwelling in the mansion ruins checked on, Isis closed the door and teleported straight to the final pair to check up on. However, once she got to the temple, she was hit with another wave of that…feeling, and this time it was much stronger than the last.

The wave was strong enough to bring her to her knees while her wings wrapped around her body to fight of the chilling coldness around her, but only added to the heat she was feeling in her core. It was like...something calling to her, telling her that she should be there instead of where she was now, and the closer she got the stronger that feeling became. Isis forced herself to stand from the bottom stairs leading to the couple pair’s rooms. Even as she ascended the stairs to the two couples of High Moon, she still had her wings wrapped around her body, and paced herself as the feeling grew in fever.

It soon got to the point to where she had to lean against the wall to even stay standing. “N-no, I-I won’t fall, not yet,” she muttered to herself as she started to reach Quill’s and Frost’s room. Though the closer she got, the more her vision would blur, and the more she could feel her magic being drawn to something.

Once at the two dragonic-lovers’ room, Isis opened the door to faintly see Frost laying on top of Quill. Suddenly, her nose and wings started to flare at the scent lingering in the air, and she had to fight off centuries of pent up lust from not charging in the room. Quicker than was needed, Isis closed the door, and slid down the nearby wall.

She slowly started to understand what’s going on, this feeling, the chilling heat, and the weakness in her keens. “I-I’m in heat.” Isis forced herself to come to a conclusion, mentally scolding herself for not recognizing the signs, and thinking of the quickest way to get it over with. However, her mind was still too curious at to what was pulling onto her magic, and was left with one possible answer.

“M-master...m-mistress,” Isis started, pushing herself up from the ground, and onto shaky feet. “I need to check on them,” she continued, forcing her body to move towards the owners of the valley lands, but each step was harder to make than the last. However, she still was able to make it to the door, where the feeling was at its strongest, and where she could feel her magic being pulled towards.

By this time, Isis' breath was already labored as if she was fighting a great wind pushing her away from the door, but at the same time fighting against another wind pushing her towards the door.

It was madding!

The feeling of being pushed and pulled by the same force, how her knees would almost give out on her, and how she felt something...forewarning about the force. But what made it worst was the fact that the force was somehow comforting. Like...like a gentle cooling stream on a burning hot summer day.

However, Isis didn’t know of the soundproof barrier that Blaze placed on the room, and her magical biology didn’t disturbed the magic in the barrier. Also, she couldn’t actually sense the barrier because of the overwhelming feeling that drowned out all of her other senses, but at the same time heightened them.

Right as she placed her hand on the door, her normally golden and blue eyes flashed a bright crimson before she pushed the door open. Her eyes immediately widened at the sight of Wolf, holding Blaze’s flanks high in the air, and repeatedly slamming his shaft inside.

Isis barely had time to understand why her masters look slightly different before Wolf let out a massive ear-shattering roar that forced both hers and Blaze’s ears to flatten against their heads. After his uncounted climax, Wolf allowed the mare’s flanks to fall down further around his shaft, and gave her a moment to breath.

However, the only words that came out of the mare’s mouth was: “M-more, give...me m-more…” Isis didn’t know what to do at this point, there was no doubt that the feeling, and her sudden heat was connected towards the ring of fire above the two.

As Blaze laid on the bed, Isis continued to eye her more dragon-like appearance, and confirmed a feeling she had about the mare and her magic. The markings all over her body, her mane and tail representing the spines of a dragon, and even her cheerful voice was full of a dragon’s greed and lust.

Then her eyes turned towards Wolf, his fur a pale white with only small tones of his normal dull-blue, and the form made him appear to be more frightening than a ghost. She remembered this look of his as the form he would take during the winter months as an adaptation of his canine heritage.

Without conscious reason, Isis stepped closer into the lover’s dark den that had a halo of fire severing as their sinful sun, and dared to make her presence known to the unholy looking couple. “M-master, m-mistress?” Slowly, Blaze’s head turned towards Isis, who was now standing in front of the closed door. More of Isis' theories were proven correct when Blaze started to wickedly smile, showing off two armor-piercing fangs shining brightly against her normal pony teeth. “Y-you called for me?”

Isis didn’t know what she was saying, or why she was even thinking this, but it felt...right. Both of the lovers were her new masters, both promised to take care of not only her, but all of the others with her. And the only thing Isis could give in return, was herself.

“Isis,” Blaze started, sitting up off the bed into Wolf’s lap where she was nearly immediately encased in his arms as he teeth chewed on her ear. “Come here.” Isis followed her mistress’s command as she started to take small steps towards her and Wolf while she continued to transfix her eyes onto Blaze’s. Every second Isis gazed into the pure blood-red glow in them, the more she could feel her body being pulled towards the lovers.

“Now,” Blaze started again once Isis made it towards the edge of the bed. “I was hoping you’d pick up on my magic and I’m glad that you are here.” Blaze reached out a hand towards the sphinx, inviting her to climb on top of the bed with her talons. Again, Isis did as her mistress commanded her to do as she climbed on the bed on her hands and knees.

Once she was right in front of her masters, Blaze traced her talons on Isis' furred cheeks before she took them in her hands, and raised her head up higher. All that was in Isis' sight was both of her masters sitting underneath the fire ring halo.

Of all the languages she could cite, of the vast vocabulary that she worked to build over the many centuries, and of the numerous ways she could think to describe the sight above her, only one thought came to her mind: ‘Beautiful.’

Blaze smile only grew when she saw the small tone of crimson separating the golden and blue in her eyes. “Ah Isis, you can feel it can’t you,” she started, getting the sphinx to finch a little at the low dark raspy sound of her voice, and somehow, getting her overly neglected flower to feel hotter. “The magic flowing around us right now; the scent of power. That’s what drew you here isn’t it?”

“Y-yes...m-mistress,” Isis struggled to say through the pleasurable heat flowing around her. It was hard to tell whether it was from the burning halo above her head or was it the pure essence of power from her masters. “I-it awakened me…”

A sharp moan came from Blaze when Wolf secretly moved his claws around her legs to toy with her marehood. “O-oh I see,” she continued with a giggle following right after, which turned into another giggle as Wolf took her clitoris into two of his claws. “G-good...very good, t-that was me calling out to you, Isis.”

Isis soon understood her purpose of being summoned to the couple’s room. “Yes my m-mistress,” she started with another move towards her mistress and was now mere inches away from Blaze’s face. “Is there any wish that you would like me to fulfill?”

Blaze didn’t answer the question as she moved her talons towards the sphinx's black mane and pulled her ear towards her mouth. “Not at all, in fact, I want to give you a little...’reward’ for all you’ve done,” Blaze said, finishing with biting on Isis' ear, and rubbing the other one in between two talons. “But first,” she continued, lowering Isis' head down her body, and continuing to rub her ears. “I need you to prove your devotion.”

Isis didn’t waste a moment pondering what Blaze was asking her to do, or even stop the sudden flush of her own feline instincts from taking control, before her tongue danced over the spiky fur on Blaze’s body, and was allowed a moment to lick her thin flat tongue over Blaze’s large mounds.

The sounds of her mistress’s moans encouraged Isis to take the harden nipples into her mouth and started to suck on them. Seeing the sphinx’s move, Wolf started to rub the outside of his mare’s walls with his clawed hands while his teeth pulled and nibbled on her ear, but that wasn’t it. Moving his other hand towards her horn, Wolf took the sensitive bone is his claws, and started to run his fingers through the deep grooves spiraling down.

Blaze threw her head back to Wolf’s chest, allowing him to further toy with her horn, and causing a spark to shoot out of it into the red halo above. Again, for an uncounted time, Blaze was hit with the magic that was discharged into the gems, causing another rush of her dragon-blood to boil over the surface.

“Yes, more!” Suddenly, Isis found herself being pushed off her mistress’ more than plentiful breasts, and down to her marehood. Waves of heavy scent filled Isis' nose, forcing her wings to flare outwards, pushing her further into the lover’s dark embrace. After taking a short moment to marvel and memorize her mistress’ scent, Isis dove into the leaking marehood, and licked any juices she could.

The taste was something that couldn’t even be rightfully compared to anything and it was too good to give up. Isis was even given a better taste by Wolf, still having two fingers on his mare’s marehood, speared the walls wide so Isis could drink the streams of mare-cum from Blaze.

“I-I want…more,” Blaze moaned, now trapped between the two, and could feel a climax building from her last one. She started to move her hips into Wolf’s shaft after he moved his hand away from her horn to the underside of her jaw. Both Isis and Wolf soon found a rhythm to the mare’s movement, and started to work in tandem with each other.

Blaze moved her hands away from Isis' head after she had gotten used to her movement, and trailed her talons in her eagle-wings. The sharp claws dug into the feathery appendages and down to the muscles hidden underneath, causing her sphinx to moan around her marehood, and bring her closer to the edge.

Picking up on his mare’s moans, Wolf moved both his hands to the mare’s thighs, and started to pick her up with his thrusts. Isis was forced to adapt to her masters’ movements, and placed her hands around her mistress’ hips also sitting up more on her knees.

Blaze’s eyes started to roll to the back of her head, now stuck dealing with the dual pleasure she was getting from both Wolf and Isis. The throbbing of Wolf’s thick shaft deep in her rosebud, Isis' flat tongue dancing all over her marehood, and periodic bolts of magic from the red halo above their heads.

It still wasn’t enough.

“G-give me more!” A mind-numbing climax overtook Blaze’s body, forcing her body to tense up around her two lovers, and making her shout on the top of her lungs. Wolf’s shaft buried deep in her tight rosebud, filling it with thick streams of cum, still thrusting into her. Isis was drowned in a small torrent of her mistress’ cum, forcing her to work double time to lick all of the preish cum, but didn’t stop when she started to only taste fur.

Soon, Wolf and Isis allowed the mare to calm down as Wolf let go of her tights and Isis removed herself from her marehood, and allowed her to fall against Wolf’s chest. It wasn’t long before the dog had his arms around the mare again and his hands on her breasts.

While Blaze laid her her head and hands on Wolf’s chest, Isis continued to pant heavily, feeling the many decades of heat boiled over to a nigh unbearable point, and started to feel the many years of sexual neglect take its hold with the sight in front of her.

Hearing the sphinx’s panting, Blaze turned her to see that Isis was running her hands over her breasts with a hungry look in her eyes, but refused to properly deal with the bothersome problem.

“Isis,” Blaze started, only faintly looking the sphinx’s way with one glowing eye through the red mass that was her mane, and getting the sphinx’s body to tense up. “I think it’s time to get your reward.” Blaze started to get up from Wolf’s shaft but was stopped by her dog as he growled in disapproval. “Don’t worry my love,” she again started, placing a kiss on his cheek, and rubbing her hand on his ears. “I promise you’ll enjoy this.”

With another growl, Wolf let Blaze go so she could remove herself from his shaft, and did so with an audible poping sound. Blaze’s body shivered when excess of Wolf’s cum started to leak out of her rosebud and onto his shaft.

“Oh Isis, come here, and do leave your pants there.” Isis quickly did as Blaze command, she removed the brown pants faster than she thought about, and quickly moved closer to her masters. “Come now,” Blaze continued, seeing Isis eye the still strong shaft with a wary look. “It isn’t going to kill you and I promise…” Blaze moved closer to Isis' ear and whispered, “he only bites, a lot.”

Even with the painful sounding warning, Isis still moved towards the shaft, and lined her moisten flower over the throbbing shaft. Just as she was going to ease her way down, Wolf grabbed on Isis' large haunches, and impaled her in one quick motion.

Isis' eyes shot wide open along with her wings, expanding over much of the bed, and flicking off a few loose feathers. Before she could even get used to the feeling of being filled by Wolf’s thick shaft, the dog started to lift her up by her rear, and repeatedly slammed her back down to where their hips met.

Isis started to moan and purr at her master’s touch, somehow growing used to the rough thrusting, and coming to want more. She felt incredible, having someone as physically powerful as Wolf thrusting his shaft in her, filling up her very tight walls...it was unimaginable. Isis soon learned that, if she met Wolf’s thrusts with her own, then the pleasure they felt intensified. So, Isis wrapped her arms around Wolf’s neck, and was pulled into a fierce kiss which Wolf claimed dominance over.

And she let him.

Wolf, in spite of being lost in his instincts, was still the same kind and caring dog, and she had nothing to fear. Even if he was far too gone, Isis couldn’t lie that she wasn’t enjoying the wild beast in her master’s mind. To fully see what he was capable of, made her want to give more of herself to him.

While the two were going at it, by the literal definition, like a pair of wild animals, Blaze fed more magic into the ring of red light above them, and added more magic to the beast-mentality spell she used on Wolf. However, this time, it was directed towards Isis, and caused the sphinx to remove herself from the kiss, screaming in sudden joy.

Not skipping a beat, Blaze moved behind the sphinx, and wrapped her arms around her body to take her breasts in her hands. Isis' voice started to lose sound when she felt Blaze’s talons pulling on her nipples and her sharpened teeth clamping down on her wings, close to her wing-base.

Blaze continued to toy with her sphinx’s wings using her teeth, as well as twisting her nipples, and being rewarded with her moaning for more. That’s when Blaze sparked her horn again, this time, allowing Isis to absorb some of the magic, making her shake violently.

“Yes, yes you can feel it now,” Blaze whispered into Isis' ear while her talons continued to twist and pull on the sphinx’s nipples. “That force driving you wild, making you want more and more and more of it inside of you. That force, that’s my magic, my power.” As her mistress continued to speak in her ear, the rough thrusting from her master forced something inside of her to start building to indescribable levels. “Beg for more Isis, do it.”

Isis slightly turned her head towards Blaze’s glowing red eyes as her own started to take the same shine. “M-mistress...please, l-let me know your power, l-let me...enjoy your strength. Let m-me know what I’m fighting for.”

For a moment, Blaze was silent, sliding a hand from Isis breasts up to her jaw, and started to lick alongside her cheeks before moving back to her ear. “That’s what I wanted to hear,” she said slowly, sparking her horn, and pulling more magic from the ring of fire so Isis' body could absorb more of her magic.

Again, Isis' eyes started to shine a bright crimson, but this time, the gold in her eyes gave way to a bleeding red as a climax rocked her body. Isis tensed up around Wolf’s shaft, letting a half-century’s worth of lust flow out around his throbbing shaft.

Wave upon wave of blissful pleasure, the likes of which she’d never felt before, drowned Isis in a sea of euphoria. It was the single most releasing experience she had ever felt in her entire life, and she wanted more of it. Isis moved her hands towards Wolf’s broad shoulders to use them as support so she could continue to move up and down his throbbing shaft to coax her master’s climax.

“Mi-mistress,” Isis moaned as her wings started to subconsciously flap while Blaze continued to prod her talons and sharpen teeth against the base of her wings. “I-I...I can’t! Ma-master’s is t-too large.”

Blaze move up from the base of Isis’ wings and sat up on her knees to reach up to the side of Isis’ face. “Yes you can Isis,” she started in a low whisper as Wolf forced Isis to tilt her head back when he began biting against her neck. “Granted that he is rough, Wolf does have his weak points. You just have to know where to hit them.”

Isis lazily turned her head towards Blaze, giving her a sight that was most amusing. Isis’ tongue was limply hanging free from her gaped mouth while lines of drool streamed down her mouth. Her glowing, and glazed over, eyes held the look of need and want in them. “Come on, let me show you what I mean.” Blaze again sparked her horn, aiming her magic at Wolf swollen ball sack to aid Isis in getting the dog to reach a peak.

Suddenly, a loud, deep, and savage roar erupted from Wolf as his claws started to dig into Isis’ haunches. The dog’s thrusting rapidly increased in force and power, pushing all the way deep into Isis’ leaking flower. “Mis-mistress! Ma-master is p-pushing de-deeper in me,” Isis screamed on the top of her lungs as Wolf’s shaft thrusted deeper within her and reached a spot that forced her whole body to uncontrollably shake.

To ease the slight pain that Blaze knew Isis was feeling, Blaze moved her hands towards the base of her wings, and hooked her talons over the joint-edges. This succeeded in getting Isis to loudly purr of gratitude before her voice was again lost in screams and shouts. “Mis-mistress...I-I no-not going to…”

“Shh, Isis,” Blaze started after she had moved her mouth up towards Isis’ face to lick away the small tear threatening to flow down her sphinx’s cheek. “Just give into it, let it happen Isis.”

Following her mistress’ instructions, Isis started to ease her body up to allow Wolf to continue to take her. Soon, the spastic wing flapping started to become intentional as if her body was now subconsciously accepting, no, needing her master’s girth within her. “See, isn’t that much better?” Blaze asked in a slight teasing voice as she moved her hands up to Isis’ shoulders. “Tell me Isis, how do it feel having Wolf deep inside of you, and I want to be able to picture it for myself.”

“M-mistress, master...he, he feels incredible! I-I’ve never felt so close t-to someone be-before...Oh mistress,” Isis shuttered, not sure how much longer she could keep Wolf’s rough thrusting. However, from the deep throbbing feeling she was getting from her master, Isis could tell that Wolf too was close. “Mistress...master, he’s throbbing.”

“Mm...that must mean he is close,” Blaze noted with a sly smile on her face that flashed her fangs off abit. “Well, let’s help with that.” Again, the mare added more magic to Wolf’s aching ball sack, but only to coax him to release inside of Isis.

The building pressure inside of Isis started to again climb to unbearable levels, coupled with the throbbing from her master’s shaft. Isis shakily reached her hands to Wolf’s ears to gently start rubbing them in her fingers. “Ma-master, p-please...I-I beg of you, fill me with your seed.”

His sphinx’s words, and Blaze’s magical influences, forced a savage roar to leave Wolf’s mouth along with a torrent of steamy cum into Isis’ clenching walls. Isis was quickly overcome by another, much more powerful climax from Wolf, burying his shaft deep inside of her.

Once more, Isis’ body was drowned by crashing waves of bliss in the form of Wolf filling her walls with his thick seed. “Oh master!” Suddenly, Isis’ wings flared out to their full span again as the excess of Wolf’s cum leaked out around the sides of his pride.

After a few more thrusts, Isis collapsed against Wolf’s chest as she slowly started to come down from the magnificent high while Wolf slowly moved his hands up towards the base of Isis’ wings.

Isis began purring faintly as both her master and mistress’ hands were on the bases of her wings, massaging any tightness that may have build up over the centuries. Isis never felt such blissful joy before, nor had she ever laid on something as soft and comforting as her master’s fur chest.

She felt full, brimming with her master’s seed, and her mistress’ love. Isis wanted to stay by her masters’ sides for as long as she could, she wanted to give her master a child of her own, she wanted to belong to only them.

Soon, Isis was able to catch her breath to have enough energy to force herself to look up into the dark shine in Wolf’s eyes, and only could think of one thing to say, “M-master, mistress…I-I love you,” she whispered before sealing Wolf’s lips in a kiss, and before her vision faded to black.

Heavy snoring filled the three’s room as Wolf laid on his back with his two females wrapped tightly in his arms, while Isis' large wings did a better job of keeping warmth in than the blanket could ever do. All three had some amount of the other’s cum staining some part of their bodies, however, none really cared.

Also, at some part of the night, both Wolf and Blaze reverted back to their normal appearances, and the ring of fire-stones had ceased their rotation above their heads. However, all five of the stones fused together in Blaze’s hands, and held too much magic to be used as simple door openers. Again, none truly cared at the moment as they all happily slept in each other’s embraces, and in the afterglow of last night’s...love.

Before Blaze had passed out from exhaustion, she made her wishes of not being disturbed by anyone known to Isis, and told her to make a strong barrier on the door so that no one could enter until they were ready to leave.

Isis more than happily did as her mistress commanded, placing a barrier that not even Celestia could break down, and put a note on it telling any that they will be unable to be reached at this moment.

However, the three had to wake at some point.

“Mmm…” Slowly, Blaze started to crack open an eye, and once the blurriness was gone, was met with the wide smile on Isis' sleeping face. “What the-” Suddenly, a wave of memories washed over her, and answered all of her questions about what happened last night. And it scared her.

For the third time in her life, she allowed the dragon-blood in her veins to take over her mind, and from the flashes of memory, corrupted Isis' mind as well. She thought that she was strong enough to handle it, Blaze really thought that she could control the dragon-blood in her system, however it seemed that she was again mistaken.

She could only hope that Isis would forgive them for what they forced her to do last night. Even with the distant memory of Isis saying that she loved the both of them, more than once, Blaze wasn’t sure if the sphinx actually meant those words.

’We’re definitely going to have to make it up to her and-’ Blaze was pulled out of her thoughts by Isis’ stirring and feared the wrath of the sphinx when her now crimson and blue eyes opened.

“Isis, listen about last night-” Again, Blaze was cut off by the sphinx suddenly sealing her lips in a kiss. Blaze tried to fight it off, but something felt...good about having a being as powerful as her bend to her will, and was soon leaning into the kiss before laying their heads back down on Wolf’s chest.

Soon, the two pulled away from each other, and were gazing into each other’s eyes. Blaze’s eyes no longer held any of the dragon’s greed or lust as they did last night, and had returned to the loving flame of red that Isis enjoyed. However, Isis' eyes were now no longer the same golden and blue, but now instead crimson and blue. Even the blue had a small tone of purple from the crimson slightly outweighing it.

“Good morning mistress,” Isis softly spoke, her body feeling rather stiff in certain areas, but the joy that came with the memories of them overrode any sense of pain. “I see that you’re back to your normal self.”

“Yes, I am,” Blaze started, feeling the same stiffness as Isis, she knew of how to get them out, but she needed to see about the sphinx first. “Isis, are you alright? I’m terribly sorry for what happened last night. I thought...I thought I could control it.”

Isis' blissful smile turned into a deep frown when she saw the lone tear going down Blaze’s cheek and quickly licked it off with her tongue. “Mistress,” she started in a whisper next to Blaze’s ear. “You have nothing to be sorry for.” As she spoke, Isis ran her hand over the side of Blaze’s body while her wings still provided warmth for the three of them. “I enjoyed being with you and master last night and I know neither of you meant any harm to me. Also, the fact that you care enough to try to apologize to me is more than I could ask for.”

“But Isis,” Blaze started to argue, only getting a frown from the sphinx as a response, and gave up on saying anything otherwise. “Fine, if you really feel that way, I guess I can’t tell you otherwise.” It didn’t feel right to leave it the way it was but Blaze knew she’d think of something to make it up to her.

“I do mistress,” Isis started, laying her head back down on Wolf’s chest to look Blaze directly in the eyes. “But I do have one question, if you’ll allow it.” Blaze didn’t think twice before she nodded her head, ready to answer any questions the sphinx have for her if it meant clearing things up with her. “Please permit me to be so bold, but how did you acquire a dragon’s soul?”

Blaze’s body tensing up underneath her wing, telling Isis that the topic was rather sensitive, but before she could apologize for asking a personal question like that, Blaze took a deep breath before sighing.

“It happened when I was fourteen years old…”

Author's Notes:

Surprise, surprise, surprise, how many of you were able to figure out that there was something up with Blaze? Yes, no? Well, you're going to love the story behind the truth.

-Till Next Time~