25. Angie

25

ANGIE

" L et me get on my hands and knees on the side of the bed," I said, thinking about the logistics of this. "You can thrust in from behind."

If he took me missionary style, I was going to be staring at his belly button during the whole event.

And he was enormous. Like, I might be thinking I wanted to feel him deep inside me, but a tinge of worry about how it would fit had shot through me when I first saw him. If I was on my hands and knees and it was too much, I could move forward. Control his thrusts—perhaps.

"I do plan to do some thrusting," he said, his eyes wild and somewhat feral. I liked that about him. I wanted to drive him to the point where he lost control. But not until I was sure that big cock would fit inside me.

"Be delicate with my tiny pussy," I said. "I'm littler than you think."

He groaned. "I'll finish myself off with my hand."

"Absolutely not. "

"There's no way I'm risking ripping you apart."

"Have other gargoyles done it with non-gargoyle women?"

He shrugged.

"You said I wasn't the first to wear a strap-on tail."

"The other females outside our gargoyle species were an ogre and an orc. They're bigger than you."

"Oh."

"I have heard of gargoyles being with humans, though, but it's not like I could ask them how things went in the bedroom."

"I get it." I nodded slowly. "I still want to try. Ripping aside, I think it could be fun."

He groaned again, and not in a I'm consumed by lust for you, my love way.

I took his cock in my hand and started milking it again. Wouldn't want the poor thing to think I was neglecting it, would we?

Soon, he was growling and pumping against my hand, and there was nothing that turned a woman on more than that.

I released him and turned around to kneel on the bed, presenting him with my ass. "Put the head inside me, if you please."

"Since you asked so nicely," he grumbled.

"You don't sound thrilled about this."

"I'm trying to get into it."

I'd burst out in laughter if he wasn't so cute. He was trying hard to make sure he wouldn't hurt me when I suspected he just needed to take his time and give my body what it needed to adjust. Soon, we'd be humping away and groaning for the right reasons, and I truly couldn't wait.

"Head. Inside. Now." I pointed at my ass for emphasis.

He bellied up to the bar, so to speak, and latched onto my hips, poking at my entrance with his cock. "You're so wet," he growled.

"Too wet?"

"Nope." His grin flashed but not long enough to please me.

Because I had to crook my neck to watch him, and that hurt, I turned my head to face forward. "Inside, big boy. I want to feel that baby stretching me wide."

"You're going to make me come with all that dirty talk," he said.

My laugh snorted out. "If you want to hear true dirty talk, put that thing where it belongs. Make me scream, Tuvid. I want it."

"Angie," he sighed with so much longing, it made me come undone.

He pushed forward, and the thick head of his cock popped inside me.

"See?" I said. "Wetness comes in handy."

"You feel incredible."

"Push a little more inside me. I can't quite tell if you're in."

"You're joking, right? I'm huge compared to you. I bet the head of my cock will be rubbing against your ribs when I'm fully seated."

"We really won't know if that's true until you put a tad more inside me, will we?" I loved teasing him like this. Loved even more how wonderful his thick cock felt stretching the walls of my pussy.

He pulled out and pushed forward again, and, oh, man—I mean, gargoyle —but that felt amazing.

I moaned.

He jerked his hips back, my body sucking on his big old cock as he dragged it out of me.

"Stop," I cried out. Whimpered, actually. "Please don't take it away."

"You like that?" He sounded incredulous. "I'm not shredding your interior walls?"

"It's a cock, Tuvid. Not a sword."

"Some call it a sword."

"Wield it, then. Plunge it around. Stab me with it."

"It really isn't hurting you," he marveled.

"Conversation is hurting me."

"Alright. Hold on, and I'll do it." He braced my hips again and jerked his own forward, seating himself deeper.

The stretch! It was almost more than I could take, yet it wasn't enough.

"Make it move," I said. "Pull it out and plunge it back in. Go deeper next time." No one was ever going to make a porn film with us in the starring roles, but this was real. It was me, a human, and Tuvid, a big gargoyle, savoring each other's bodies for the first time, and I loved it. Now, if I could just get him to let go a little and make this happen. Then I'd find true bliss.

He backed off and drove forward. My, oh, my, how wonderful that was. My moans mingled with his groans, and I had to brace myself on the bed with my arms, sticking my ass into the air and spreading my legs wider.

He kept moving. I kept moaning, my body savoring each of his thick thrusts.

His tail joined in on the action, and I knew my strap-on tail was never going to compare. The tip found my clit and start stroking.

And when he went faster, going wild behind me, his cock plunging deeply, he sent me shooting all the way to the stars and beyond.