Winter Veil XXX Ch. 01

A request featuring a worgen OC that I've written about quite a few times before. It took me way too long to come up with a title so hopefully it isn't too terrible.

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Nick yawned and stretched his muscular limbs, his large furry body barely fitting in the chair he was seated at. It had been only a couple of days since he had departed with Sylvanas to her winter retreat located within the snowy mountains of Alterac and he was already having a hard time finding things to do when she wasn't around. The area was beautiful and isolated, a far cry from the dark and depressing Undercity. For some reason he found it odd that the Dark Lady had such a beautiful vacation home in the middle of nowhere, but when he questioned her she simply explained that she came to this place every winter because she enjoyed being alone away from the politics of the Undercity. It was a rare moment of fragility from one who projected such an indefatigable image; a crack in the mask that she normally wore.

This time however, she took him with her, giving them plenty of time to enjoy each other. Though she would no doubt be loathe to admit it, the cool and collected queen of the Forsaken was wholly addicted to his cock. Nick tried not to led it feed his ego too much. All things considered, he was reasonably successful. He grinned and stood up, circling around the wooden chalet and occasionally peering out of a window, hoping to spot the busty blonde elf as she returned. After a few laps around the room he collapsed back into his chair, boredom seeping back into him like an illness.

It's too peaceful here.

Nick sighed and reached for an old dusty looking book resting on a circular wooden table. Sylvanas had been reading it the day before. He opened it and flipped through the fragile pages. It was in common so he could read it, and contained pictures of various herbs as well as other things that seemed to form a recipe. Ah, a book of poisons. Well, at least she's not reading those steamy romance novels.

The sound of the front door opening caught his attention and he put the book down, looking up to see Sylvanas step into the room. Still slouched in his armchair, Nick eyed her as she sauntered in. Sylvanas was tall and beautiful with long, toned legs and thighs that strained against her tight leather leggings. As usual she was clad in her Forsaken themed ranger armor, something that she almost never took off unless she was either bathing or fucking. Her hood was pulled up, partially shadowing her angular face as she glanced at him and then stepped towards him, boots clacking against the hard wooden floor.

Sylvanas heaved an exaggerated sigh. "I leave for two hours and you're already sulking," she sneered as if talking to a moping child.

Nick grunted as Sylvanas' spectral voice snapped him out of his reverie. She had come to a stop a few feet away from him, bow slung behind her back with her hands resting atop a plush upholstered chair opposite to him. His ears perked up and he straightened in his own chair. Just seeing her was enough to improve his disposition. He licked his lips, imagining her naked form writhing beneath him as he ravaged her body just as he had the night before. A surge of heat rushed to his loins and he had to fight the urge to get up and bend her over the nearest table.

"You behave like a dog happy to see it's master," she chided, smirking in amusement. "If you had a tail I think it would be wagging."

"And you behave like a bitch in heat at the first sight of my cock." He grinned back. Finally something to break the boredom.

Sylvanas snorted an airy laugh through her nose accompanied by a "Hmph," but made no attempt to object to what she knew was the truth. Instead, she changed the subject. "Clean up, will you? I'm not your maid." Sylvanas kicked at a dirty pair of pants lying on the ground and then made her way towards her room.

"And then we fuck?"

She looked back over her shoulder at him, hunger in her smoldering red eyes. "Of course."

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"This is ridiculous," Sylvanas complained, "but I suppose I should expect that from you."

Nick grinned, seated in a basic wooden chair but this time clad in nothing but a Winter Veil vest and no undershirt so that his chest was visible. He stared at Sylvanas, giddy with both excitement and amusement. At his request, she was dressed in a revealing Winter Veil outfit of her own: a sleeveless, red open vest lined with snow-white fur that draped over her busty chest and barely covered her nipples. Her lower half was covered with a similarly white and red pair of pants that were so tight and thin they were nearly translucent, while a set of fluffy white cuffs adorned her wrists. Just another wonderful import from Silvermoon. The Blood Elves were certainly a naughty race and their former Ranger-General was no exception.

"Come sit on Father Winter's lap," he said, patting his thigh and taking great joy in her reaction.

Grimacing, Sylvanas looked as if the idea physically pained her. A glance at the fat cock hanging between Nick's legs helped assuage this feeling however, and she sighed, stepping forward.

"One day I'm going to find a replacement for you," she muttered, straddling the large worgen.

Nick ignored her and slipped his hands underneath her, squeezing her fat ass through the thin fabric of her pants. Gliding them further up her body, he grabbed the cotton white waistline and pulled her pants down just enough so that her supple cheeks were exposed. Breathing heavily and with the Dark Lady squirming in his lap, his manhood grew harder and harder until it pressed up and against her cheeks.

As if sensing his intentions, Sylvanas leaned forward, allowing him to slip his cock between her thick blue cheeks. With her hands on his shoulders, she carefully rocked herself up and down, hotdogging his cock between the valley of her big ass. Nick rumbled a satisfied moan, giving her ass an ear splitting smack that left a glowing handprint upon it and caused it to jiggle violently. Sylvanas responded with a groan of her own, her booty bouncing at an increasingly frenzied pace against his shaft. With his cock leaking precum, her ass soon became slick with the stuff, a testament to how good her buttjob felt.

Grunting, Nick ripped her pants off and took hold of his cock, guiding it to her entrance but allowing her to do the honors. Eager, Sylvanas lowered herself down onto his tool, cooing every inch of the way until Nick was bottomed out inside of her and there were no more inches left to take. She arched her back and moaned, pushing her chest out just enough to expose her violet nipples while grinding herself against his cock. Pushing her flimsy vest out of the way, Nick wrapped his hands around her big tits and ran his rough tongue over her erect nipples, tasting her body and making her writhe in pleasure atop his lap.

Eyes unfocused and with one hand grasping the back of her head, she gazed down at him as he lapped at her breasts, her big cheeks clapping against him while she bounced up and down. Desperately undulating her hips and grinding herself against him, Sylvanas rode him like a lunatic, frantically seeking her release. With her ass beating down against him and her pussy quivering around his length, Sylvanas fucked herself upon his girthy worgen meat until her body shook and she cried out, gushing passionately all over his length. She closed her eyes as she came, her body shaking once, then twice before her eyes reopened with a satisfied sigh.

"Taste yourself," Nick said, voice a low growl as he licked at her neck and made her shiver.

"Mmmn," Sylvanas slid off of him and down onto her knees between his legs, a plush fur rug cushioning her as she knelt. Taking hold of his cock, she jerked him off for a few long strokes before wrapping her lips around his head. Enjoying the flavor of his cock, she moaned appreciatively as she pushed further, engulfing inch by inch of his manhood until her gullet was full of worgen dick and her chin brushed against his balls. After taking a few seconds to appreciate his masculine flavor, Sylvanas pulled back until only Nick's bulbous head remained in her mouth. Cheeks turning concave, she slurped on it noisily, her tongue expertly rolling in circles around the underside of it as she sucked him off.

The most powerful woman in the Eastern Kingdoms stared up at him as she loudly suckled on his cock, her red eyes piercing into his. Nick swallowed and gripped the sides of his chair, struggling not to blow his load right then and there. His balls churning, the Dark Lady soon entered into a brisk pace, fucking her face upon his cock and deepthroating him with ease. Her hands clenched at his thighs and his cock disappeared over and over again down her throat while spittle made a mess of both his crotch and her face. Sylvanas devoured his meat with gusto, lewd, wet squelching noises filling the lavish vacation home until finally she came to a stop, his furry hands grabbing her by the head and holding her in place.

With her nose mashed against his groin, Nick grunted and pushed his hips up into her as he unloaded the hot content of his balls down her gullet. Sylvanas made no effort to break away, nor was there any indication of her being uncomfortable. She happily swallowed all of his gooey baby batter, content with being a receptacle for his semen. When he was done filling the Banshee Queen's stomach full of the only thing she ever ate, he let go of her with a contented sigh. Satisfied with her meal, Sylvanas pulled back and allowed Nick's cock to slowly slide out of her mouth, glistening with saliva.

She licked her lips and brushed off her mouth with the back of her hand, wiping away spittle as well as stray hairs from the worgen's crotch, albeit missing more than a few. Eyeing Nick's cock as if she were ready for a second helping, Sylvanas leaned back in, licking and sucking at his neglected ballsack while her right hand jerked him off. Pleased by her enthusiasm and already feeling his balls tingling again, Nick grabbed her by the head and took aim, splattering her regal face with a couple of creamy spurts. Looking exceptionally pleased with herself, Sylvanas used her forefinger to clean the sperm out of her eye, bringing it to her mouth and swallowing it down. Ignoring the second load painting the side of her nose, she looked smugly up at Nick, obviously proud of her dick sucking abilities.

By the Light. "I will never understand why the former Ranger-General is so good at giving head."

Blonde hair disheveled and face covered in both cum and worgen fur, Sylvanas smiled arrogantly and puffed up with pride. "Practice... and natural talent." Somehow she still looked dignified, like she was the uncontested Queen of Cock Sucking.

After a short breather, Nick pounced on the Dark Lady, rolling her onto her upper back with her legs spread in the air and her holes presented to him. Using his hands to support her, he dug into her with his tongue, lapping at her pussy. It was already sopping wet and he stimulated it further, dragging his tongue up and down both of her quivering holes until she gasped and cried out. Instinctively, her hips rose up even further to meet his probing tongue, her nectar streaming onto it as she came. Lapping up all of her juices, Nick didn't let up until her orgasm died down and her body stopped shaking.

"I suppose mutts are just naturally good with their tongue."

"Practice and natural talent," he replied, grinning and helping her onto her hands and knees. Propped up by her forearms, when Sylvanas was in position she flipped her hair over one shoulder and looked back at him, wiggling her booty enticingly with her legs spread wide for his convenience. Gripping his cock with his right hand and taking a handful of her ass with his left, Nick rubbed his slick cockhead over her holes; up and down he teased her, her body quivering in anticipation.

"So, Daddy Winter... have I been a good girl?" she asked, voice a sultry purr as he teased the folds of her quim and then traced his way up to rub his cock against her puckered asshole. "Or a bad girl?" Sylvanas nudged her behind back against him, biting her lip with one of her sharp elven canines.

Finding her vulgar display too much to bear, he responded by impaling her ass upon his cock, his hulking body ramming into hers at full force, knocking the air out of her and bouncing her body forwards. Sylvanas grunted, her big ass rippling violently from the impact and her body tightening, toned muscles tensing just in time for another harsh thrust as the huge worgen commenced his assault upon her body. With his large hands grasping her by the hips and ass, Nick took the Dark Lady to task, humping her like a dog struggling to impregnate it's bitch.

His thrusts were powerful and given without restraint, each stronger than the last if not more so. A normal elf wouldn't be able to take his cock as she did, much less the constant pounding of his muscular 450 pound body against hers, but Sylvanas did so enthusiastically, bouncing her jiggling behind back against his groin and crying out in satisfaction. Moaning, cursing and grunting like an animal, Sylvanas dropped down from her forearms, lowering her upper body towards the floor in such a way that her enormous breasts pressed against the rug and her chin brushed against it.

She reached forward, grasping at tufts of the fluffy white rug like her life depended on it as two more deep thrusts into her bowels nearly caused her to bite her tongue. Another series of thrusts followed immediately after, provoking her into slamming her rear-end defiantly back against the implacable worgen. Her defiance earned her a sharp slap on the ass, turning her wobbling cheek violet with yet another handprint. Sylvanas gritted her teeth, suppressing a moan as more wonderful thrusts rearranged her insides. Positioned face down with her big, blue heart-shaped ass up and properly presented to him, Nick found it even easier to deep dick the Dark Lady.

With his furry hips slamming into her backside and his heavy nuts slapping against her dripping pussy, Nick rode Sylvanas like a mare, relishing her undignified grunts and moans. Looking down and enjoying the way her sphincter stretched around his girthy shaft, Nick squeezed her cheeks tight, leaving scratch marks before beginning to buffet her ass with crackling smacks. She groaned, long elven ears flattening against her head and each subsequent slap against her rear extending her groan until it built into a throaty wail.

Shrieking like the banshee she was, Sylvanas' delightfully toned yet voluptuous body quaked around Nick's cock as an orgasm wracked her sinful body. Throwing her head back and grinding her teeth together, she silenced her shriek as her eyes rolled up and her juices gushed out onto the rug. Huffing in smug satisfaction, Nick leaned down and grabbed her by the head, tangling her hair in his claws but being careful not to harm her. Slowing his thrusts to a crawl but not fully stopping, he held her firmly in place, head inclined backwards as her eyes finally rolled back down.

"Need a break, Your Highness?"

"Shut... the fuck up." Sylvanas retorted, blonde hair sticking to her sweaty forehead and a faint grin forming on her lips. "And who told you to slow down, mutt?"

Nick chuckled and let go of her skull. Always stubborn. Always a glutton for punishment. Gathering up her disheveled locks, the large worgen resumed his assault upon her body, pulling back on her hair until she was forced to pick herself back up and rest on her forearms. Quickly building up the intensity of his thrusts to what they were before, Sylvanas' fat blue ass was soon clapping wildly against him and her breasts bounced uninhibited by her loose-fitting Winter Veil vest. Naturally, she didn't object to the rough treatment. Instead, unable to hold them in any longer, her moans became more and more ecstatic until another orgasm earthquaked through her body, triggering a shrill banshee screech.

He yanked back on her silvery-blonde hair, bending her backwards as far as she could go while she came, legs shaking precariously from the overwhelming sensation of her orgasm as well as from the massive worgen threatening to flatten her into the floor. Growling, he let go of her hair and returned his hands to her behind. Sylvanas collapsed back down into her previous position, resting her head against the soft rug as her perfectly sculpted ass was used and abused, the lewd slapping of his hefty balls striking against her pussy filling her pointy ears and making her shiver in anticipation.

Far from tired, he pounded her ass until even she was growing weary, her legs wobbling from exertion and countless orgasms. By the time he was finished abusing her bowels the sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving them in a darkened cabin lit by a few sparse magic lanterns strewn around the house. Reluctantly, he extracted himself from the tight confines of her ass, Sylvanas moaning weakly in response. Her anus was reluctant to let go of his cock but when it did it gaped up at him, a testament to how thoroughly he had ravaged her.

Ass gaping and light scratches marring thick cheeks that burned violet with his handprints, Nick was satisfied with his handiwork. With her ass conquered there was only one hole left: urging Sylvanas to roll over onto her back, he positioned himself between her legs, his manhood rubbing against her quim and the trimmed, silver tuft of hair above it. Insatiable as she was, Sylvanas gazed up at him with eyes that glowed with lust. Her body shined with sweat and her arms wrapped around him as best as they were able, pulling him into her. Not wanting to keep her waiting, Nick lined himself up and slid into her, her pussy hugging him tightly in a welcoming embrace.

Sylvanas moaned, voice spectral and husky as he slowly filled her up until he was hilted inside of her. Eyes hazy, she wrapped her athletic legs snugly around him while she angled her hips up into him, lifting her behind into the air and urging the worgen to take her in a brutal mating press. Hands planted firmly on either side of her, Nick obliged, entering into a fast paced rhythm in which he beat into her pussy with strong, deep thrusts that left the powerful Banshee Queen little more than an incoherent mess beneath him. Still, she clung to him with all of her unnatural strength, her legs pulling him into her as he rutted into her tight elven pussy.

Panting like a dog but with plenty of fuel left in the tank, Nick pummeled his body into hers, his grapefruit-like balls smacking loudly against her abused asshole while her busty bosom wobbled uncontrollably and nearly smacked against her chin. Her resistance and efforts to appear dignified long since eroded, Sylvanas mewled and spasmed beneath him, clawing at his skin as she came around his cock over and over again. Always happy to hear the Banshee Queen living up to her name and shouting her love for his cock, Nick grinned and ducked his head to look at her.

Apparently catching her at an inopportune time, her wickedly gorgeous face was contorted in a stupid expression, her mouth hanging open while she watched the worgen dominate her stretched out pussy. Still grinning, he slammed himself home and ground his hips against her body, earning a weak whimper from the cock-drunk elf. Pleased with her response, he resumed his frenzied thrusts, eyes locking onto hers as she finally noticed him. The regal edge from earlier was gone, haughtiness replaced by a lusty and submissive desire to be knotted.

Finding it hard to resist the image of the Dark Lady gazing up at him with the eyes of a common back alley slut, a surge of animalistic desire rushed through him, giving him energy he didn't know he had. Grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head, Nick gave her everything he had, plowing her in a savage mating press as she flooded the vacation home with wanton moans and banshee shrieks. Finally, after much bestial growling and many shrill yells, Nick hammered his knot into her sopping pussy. With a canine howl that was eclipsed by Sylvanas' own euphoric yell, he exploded inside of her like a burst pipe, drenching her insides with a torrent of hot sticky cum.