Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

N arrowing my eyes, I grab the man's stone head and pull him up, kissing him while I hold the demon's gaze. I conjure my magic and send the gargoyle sprawling back to the bed. His eyes widen in surprise as I climb above him, slinging my now bare leg over his wide chest as I click and dissolve the last of my clothes.

There's a groan from my demon, but I ignore it.

Sliding higher, I press my hands to the wall so my pussy is above the stone monster's face. "I want to grind against your lips," I tell him. It's all I've thought about since I saw him. "I want to get nice and wet so I can take you." I glance over my shoulder at the huge, stone cock standing to attention. If I'm not careful, it will split me in two.

His wings flap against the bed where he's pinned, his jaw grinding. "Then use me, Freya, and ride my face until you're wet enough to take me."

Smirking, I press all my weight against his face, knowing he can take it. I grind down, forcing him to feel my pussy on his stone features.

"Stones, you smell delicious. Can I?—"

I shush him as I grind my hips. "Don't talk. Eat my cunt until I come or I'll find someone who can."

In response, his stone lips part, and I groan as they hit my clit and hole. My head falls back as I use his face shamelessly. I grind my hips until it hurts, my clit throbbing. I feel my demon's dark magic slide across my curves, and I would usually smack it away, but right now, I let him touch, his magic tweaking my nipples as I cry out.

I come with a cry, gushing on the gargoyle's face, but he does not utter a word. I slump then move down his body, circling his stone length with my fingers as he groans.

"You're big." I lick my lips, feeling my own wetness coating my thighs.

I lean down and taste him. He tastes like earth and rock, but as I squeeze, liquid beads at the tip of his length, making me grin. His head thrashes on the bed as I sling my leg over his hip and press his cock to my entrance, and then I sink down on him without warning.

He groans, rolling his hips and forcing himself deeper as my cunt stretches around his massive length. My knees barely touch the bed, so I push harder, needing leverage to take him.

"Most cannot take all of me. It's okay," he begins, but I narrow my eyes.

That sounds like a challenge.

I lift and slide down his length. It hurts, stretching me brutally to the point of pain, but I keep going, forcing him deeper and deeper until I take every hard inch.

His back bows as he yells, and I groan at the feeling. He's so deep, I can feel him in my stomach. I press my hand against it as I start to roll my hips and grind on his stone cock. It's unbending and so hard and cold, it hurts in the best fucking way.

He pushes up, fucking me from below, and I bounce with the force, so I hold on as he snarls and fights my pussy. The pain melds with pleasure, but I need something else to come.

I pull off his length, ignoring his questions as I turn and force my pussy back onto his slick stone cock. My eyes lock on my demon, and that lust turns into an inferno inside me. My core clenches around stone as I meet his hungry gaze.

Obsession and fire burns within the depths of his eyes, and flames ignite between his horns as he watches me fuck the monster, his hands fisting his own throbbing length.

When his words float to me, they are pure sin, pure darkness, and for me alone.

"You love monster cock, don't you, little witch?"

I groan as he pumps his cock.

"You love fucking creatures, love their big cocks." His voice wraps around me, casting its own spell.

My heart races as I ride the stone man harder, his grunts fading into nothing as I focus on the demon.

"You love making me watch you fuck someone else, love making me watch what I want and can't have. Don't you, little witch?"

I nod, speeding up my hips as I watch his hand stroke his cock so firmly, it has to hurt.

"You love the way it feels to get fucked by an inhuman creature. Most shy away from the darkness, that's why they are always so surprised when someone so beautiful wants them, but you revel in it. The weirder the better, and the harder you come."

My core clenches at his filthy accusations, as I know he's right.

I love monsters, and the more fucked up, the better.

I also love to taunt the demon with what he will never have.

I flash him my glistening cunt, my hole stretched around the stone cock. The gargoyle pounds into me from below, my pussy fluttering around him. I'm drawing closer. The demon's words push me towards the edge, no matter who I am with.

"Come, little witch," he whispers in my ear, and I can't do anything but.

I scream my release as I clench around stone, wishing for a moment it were fire.

The gargoyle bellows, bringing me back to the present, and I gasp as he shoots his release inside me. It flows over me, and my eyes find my demon to see him tucking his hard cock away without release.

I slump back, and stone arms wrap around me. "Beautiful, Freya. Thank you, thank you. "

My demon is right, they are always thankful, and I am always wanting what I cannot have.

Maybe it's wrong to use them, but I don't care, not with bliss running through my veins and fire in my heart.