Gaming with the Gargoyle in Hallow's Cove

by Kass O'Shire

“You want me to fill you up?” Our lips are so close now I can feel the heat of her breath on mine. “You want me to breed you?”

Except really, there’s no choice. Gwen deserves for me to fuck her on the bed. On the sheets I gifted her after Preston died so she wouldn’t have any lingering scent of him on her. The sheets I picked for how their grey color matched my own skin. The sheets I might have come on and washed before I gave them to her so she’d smell just a little bit like me, instead.

but I do know a few things that I should definitely do: Number one, make sure she comes. A rule of thumb I have learned from watching copious amounts of porn is that she needs to come at least once before my cock is going anywhere near her pussy. Another thing I have figured out for myself in advance is that I cannot—under any circumstance—allow her to touch my cock before she has. Number two, I should talk to her. I need to say things out loud. Luckily, gargoyles tend to be growly guys, and the ladies in the pornos at least seem to be into it, so I’m gonna lean into that. Number three, I should follow her lead on what she’s into. I decided a long time ago that if I ever got the opportunity, I was going to dedicate myself to paying attention to what she liked. Number Four, if something’s working, don’t stop. I bought myself a subscription to this website that has a study about women’s pleasure. And one of the very first things that I learned was when something is working just keep doing it.

“I honestly didn’t plan on you taking your clothes off at all. I hoped you’d let me.” Gwen blushes again, smiling, and squeezing her eyes shut. Her hands fly in front of her face, and my cock twitches in my shorts, because yeah, there is absolutely nothing hotter than seeing my girl get flustered from something I said or did.

Raising my brows, I lift a finger and gently trace a claw over her pussy. “Oh Gwennie, you’re so soaked your poor little panties are practically see-through. Do you need me?”

She squirms beneath me, and I know I’ve found a good rhythm. I stay, pulsing on that same tempo until she’s practically screaming underneath me. Grasping hands flail about her until she finds my horns, and oh fuck I will not come in my pants. I refuse.

Because while Gwen may be playing this game for a baby, one thing has become exceedingly clear to me: I’m playing for keeps. She can end this at any moment with a word, but I know, deep in my soul, that I have to do everything in my power to keep her. Which means, this has to be the most amazing sex she’s ever had… with a guy who’s never had it. Good luck to me.

“Oh Gwen, I’m going to fuck a baby into you, but do you honestly think this pretty little pussy is ready to take my monster cock?”

His tail unwinds itself from my leg and snakes up my body. It’s pretty dextrous, he uses it as a third hand a lot of the time, but he can obviously use it in other ways, I now see. The thick tip of it prods against my opening, similar in size to what I’d consider an “average” dick. He slicks it through my cream so that he’s fully coated and slips inside.

“Good girl,” he croons, nibbling on my ear. “You’re taking my tail so well, angel.”

“Holy shit!” he gasps, watching the deluge of cum from between my legs. I giggle at his reaction, obviously he’s never gone without a condom before.

“What did you think was going to happen?” I gasp between laughs.

“I don’t know! Maybe that you like, kept it in there or somet...

“Like fucking lotion?” I’m rolling now and I can feel it squirting out of me with each of my laughs. I can’t stop because he’s running to the bathroom with his arms up like he’s in some cartoon. He comes back with a washcloth ...

“Should I get you a...

“A what?” I shriek. Tears stream down my face from laughing, “That kinda defeats the ...

“You’re right, you’re right. What do ...

“We change the ...

“It’s gonna all run out!” His eyes roam the bed and he’s obviously worried about how much has leaked out of me. He keeps one hand on the washcloth plugging me up and moves the other to lift my ass until it’s in th...

“What are you doing?” I can’t stop smiling or laughing because he’s just so ...

“I’m using gravity to ke...

“You’re such a dork,”

"Now, it might seem like a basic bitch move to take off your shirt first, but I would in fact, like to point out that I am currently sitting at boob level and it would be a missed opportunity for me to not get to stare at them this entire time so first I'm gonna take off your shirt."

But as soon as my mind clears and I can think straight for two seconds, I do know what has just happened. I bonded to Gwen. So yeah. I am like, super fucked.

Waves of pleasure explode through me, ricocheting along my limbs in the longest orgasm I've ever had. My eyes fly open, and my vision narrows to Gwen, my mate, soon to be the mother of my child, my everything.

“Whew she was something though, huh? I was so nervous and I'm so glad you got here when you did. Having your help really grounded me. Thank you.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t get here in time, it took me a minute to wake up.”

“Oh my GOD! Gabe! You’re here during the day! How’re you doing...

“I tried… reall...

“Because I needed you?” Her voice is thick and she’...

“Yeah, can’t have my little thief navigating tricky situations...