Unian gritted her teeth as the warhound desperately slammed its hips into hers, forcibly trying to jam the knotted end of its tapered dick into her. Her rear was still a little sore from the last encounter - the orc hunter to whom the warhound belonged to. Even if he was a little less... savage about their fuck, he still had a few almost sadistic tendencies and left her backside sore from a series of slapping, grabbing, and digging his nails into her flesh as they fucked.

The consolation was that at least it felt good at the time, even if as the rough humping from the warhound continued each brush of his hind legs against Unian's rear sent a stinging sensation through her, mixed with the pleasure. Both pleasure and the stinging pain were short-lived, however, as the warhound gave a few more violent thrusts and knotted himself within the blood elf, unable to tug himself loose, and the tapered cock erupted in its thinner, but much more copious cum, mixing with the orc's inside of her.

Unian groaned - it felt good, but it didn't quite give her enough. She was hoping the warhound wouldn't have been such a quick shot, but even with the spread of the knot inside her she wasn't able to get over the edge - and now that they were knotted together every tug she made to try and get herself free was met with growls, yelps, and barking from the warhound.

"Like master, like pet," she mumbled, comparing the orc and the warhound's demeanors, before laying down to let the warhound calm down, and to think about what to do next. They were still doing void research with Umbric - she had her own motivations for that. The void had some... interesting creatures, and she was curious to see how they felt to fuck.

Still not satisfied, as the warhound eventually separated from her and went to rejoin its master, Unian got up and stretched before washing off in one of the rivers through the Ghostlands.

"It'd be so nice if I could find a willing Troll," she mumbled to herself, but they seemed more eager to stick to their own people. Her desires for a taste of troll dick would go unfulfilled, but another opportunity met her on the road to Umbric's home.

A Pandaren woman, but between her legs she was hiding a sizeable package. It may not have been troll dick, but it was a rare opportunity, and not one she was going to turn down. After a little "negotiation," the two of them set up a small tent on the side of the road. Unian was not so reserved - she wouldn't have minded fucking right then and there, but the Pandaren seemed a bit shy, even as she unclothed herself in the tent.

Between those furred legs was a dick with a flared head, attached to a thinner shaft before expanding again at the base. The look was always a little unusual, but not unpleasant to Unian. The blood elf even did a little striptease for the Pandaren, slinking slowly out of her robes, showing off her radiant skin before laying back on the bedroll she'd put out, placing her hands beneath her knees, and spreading her legs up and apart to display herself to the Pandaren.

This was one thing she loved about them - the Pandaren didn't go immediately to shove her dick into Unian's waiting pussy, instead she dived down between her legs face-first, showering the damp slit with kisses and licks, her long, flat tongue spreading the folds apart and eagerly slurping along sensitive flesh. Unian was a little glad she'd washed - in the back of her mind she worried that if she still tasted like orc and warhound cum she might've put the panda off, but if she still did after all that the Pandaren didn't seem to mind. Padded hands pressed against Unian's thighs, thumbs being used to spread her pussy so that the Pandaren could focus her attentions better, sending shivers of pleasure through Unian as the tongue carressed her sensitive clit.

Unian shivered, her body twisting with the pleasure. She released her legs and tightened her thighs around the Pandaren's face, squeezing tightly as the edge approached, and she washed over it, her hips bucking upwards slightly as she held tight onto the Pandaren with her legs, not letting her up just yet.

As her first orgasm subsided, Unian released her deathgrip on the Pandaren's head, and the Pandaren rose up with a delighted look on her face as she panted to breath. Between her legs, standing long and proud, the Pandaren's cock dripped precum eagerly, and she rubbed the flared head against the warlock's soaked pussy. Once she was satisfied, the head glimmering with a mix of saliva, Unian's juices, and the Pandaren's own precum, she thrust inside of the blood elf.

The flared head spread Unian wider than the orc or warhound had, and the very sensation made the blood elf cry out, her body clenching down on the head and shaft that entered her. The sensation was always something nice - the distinct, stretching feeling of the flared head, the relaxed feeling of the thinner shaft, pulsing with each heartbeat, and then the widening base stretching her again. She was also blessed that the Pandaren was long enough that she could see the bulge down on her stomach with each thrust the Pandaren gave.

While the Pandaren at least tried to start with a steady rhythm, the woman's own eagerness to cum made her thrusts erratic and wild. Unian, while satisfied that she at least got one orgasm out of the Pandaren's attention, was worried she might not get a second at the pace the Pandaren was going. It was a pleasant surprise when the Pandaren moved from holding both of her legs to holding one, the hand she'd freed up moving to Unian's pussy and pressing her thumb against the blood elf's clit. The sudden stimulation made Unian shudder, her body tensing around the Pandaren's erection - eliciting cries and moans of pleasure from the blood elf.

The Pandaren didn't last much longer, but neither did Unian. As the blood elf's body spasmed with her second orgasm, the Pandaren's cock erupted inside of her, shooting copious amounts of thick, pent-up cum deep inside of Unian. The Pandaren, spent, practically collapsed on top of the warlock, who merely smirked and stroked the woman's hair, before letting herself drift off to a nap, feeling nice and full from the load she'd just been given.

A few hours passed, and Unian waved goodbye to the Pandaren, who returned on her way to Silvermoon while Unian left for Umbric's. He'd probably be mad, she was probably delaying some plans, but at least she finally got something decent out of it.