Page 36 of Guarded by the Gargoyle (Hidden Hollow #3)

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WILLOW

“ O h no,” I whispered, looking up at my guardian gargoyle who was now free of the magical cuffs. “Oh please, no!”

How could this happen, I wondered? How could the cuffs just pop open? I must have done something wrong .

Suddenly, the other part of the mini-binding spell came back to me.

Prisoner of Love. Gentle as a Dove. Be still as can be. You are not free.

That’s what I was supposed to say as I cuffed him up! Only I had left off the important second half of the mini-spell. And now I was screwed .

But I couldn’t give in to the fear—I had to keep my cool, I told myself. I had to carry on with the Sex Magic.

Don’t panic, I told myself. Just move slowly and get him refastened. Put the cuffs on again.

“Kael, hold still, all right?” I said in soft voice that trembled only a little. “Just hold still and let’s just get you fastened up…”

As I spoke, I reached for his right wrist, intending to cuff it to the bedpost again, but Kael wasn’t having it.

With a low growl, he reached for me and grabbed my wrist before I could get hold of his. He twisted my arm behind my back and dragged me close to him, his fiery eyes burning into mine.

“Kael, please!” I begged him breathlessly. “Please, this isn’t you! You don’t want to hurt me—you love me!”

But even if the angelic part of him loved me, it was clear that the demonic part that lusted for me was even stronger.

He used his free hand to tug the red roses off my nipples, leaving them bare. They were dark and puffy from where the roses had sucked them and Kael seemed to like that. He growled in appreciation as his eyes fastened on my bare breasts. Then his long, forked tongue flickered out and curled around one sensitive nipple, making me moan.

“Oh! Oh Goddess, please!” I begged, though I wasn’t sure if I was begging him to let me go…or to keep going.

Kael obviously took it to mean the latter. He flipped up the fur-trimmed skirt of my little black teddy and eyed my bare pussy with a growl of lust.

I gasped and tried to shut my legs but I couldn’t—I was still straddling his hips which opened me wide. The position opened my pussy lips too and showed a hint of my tight clit—a fact that Kael soon took advantage of.

His long, forked tongue slid out again and before I could protest, it was caressing my aching button, sliding around and around my clit in a way that sent sparks of pleasure all through my body.

“Oh!” I gasped, thrusting my hips involuntarily. “Oh, Kael—what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer in words—he didn’t have to. His tongue dipped lower and then I felt it sliding inside me. I gave a little cry and bucked my hips again. Wait—was he making his tongue thicker somehow? How was he doing that?

I didn’t know how it was possible, but that was what it felt like. His tongue was getting longer and thicker inside me—filling me up almost like a cock. I could feel it pressing against the end of my channel and I moaned breathlessly as it thrust inside me, as though it was trying to get even deeper.

“Kael, no!” I admonished him breathlessly. “Let me get your hands back in the cuffs and then I’ll let you eat my pussy all you want. But until then…”

He didn’t let me finish. Abruptly, he withdrew his tongue and licked his lips. Then he grabbed me by the waist and spun me around.

Before I knew it, I was on my hands and knees on the bed with my ass in the air. Then Kael flipped up the furry hem of the black teddy and I felt a cool breeze on my bottom.

“Wait, Kael!” I exclaimed, but he only growled and started tugging at my panties. Even though they were crotchless, that clearly wasn’t good enough for the big gargoyle—he wanted me completely bare from the waist down.

I moaned and tried to wiggle away from him, but he was too strong— much too strong. He held me by the back of the neck with one big hand as he dragged the wispy black panties down and off.

I felt a cool breeze on my naked bottom and then he was crowding close behind me.

I began to try to get away in earnest. I didn’t want him to stab me between my legs! I didn’t want him to breed me with his barb—it was too sharp! He couldn’t…

And then it happened—I felt something long and thick and hard entering my naked, open pussy. My inner walls stretched wide to accommodate his thickness and there was a single piercing pain that lasted about two seconds—the longest two seconds of my life.

But even as I threw back my head to cry out in protest, the pain turned abruptly to pleasure—a pleasure so overwhelming I couldn’t breathe.

“Oh!” I gasped as what felt like a full-body orgasm rolled through me. My whole body jerked as all my muscles tightened. I could feel my inner walls clamping down hard on the huge cock invading me, caressing it, massaging it, milking it for its seed.

But my guardian gargoyle didn’t come in me yet. He only gripped my hips harder and held still—he seemed to be waiting for something. What, though?

I found out a few minutes later when the intense orgasm finally ended. My whole body went limp and I moaned and half collapsed. I had been on my hands and knees, but now I lowered my head to my arms, overwhelmed by the aftershocks of sensation that were still pulsing through me.

The bottom half of me would have collapsed as well, but Kael was holding me in place with his big hands wrapped firmly around my hips.

“Kael?” I murmured, turning my head to look back at him. “Please, I can’t take anymore. I can’t?—”

And then I realized what he had been waiting for. Because as all of my formerly tight muscles relaxed—including my inner walls—the big gargoyle began easing forward again.

I didn’t feel his barb at all now—but what I did feel was his knot. The swelling at the base of his cock that I had noticed earlier was slowly easing into me.

I moaned and gasped as the thick swelling stretched the mouth of my pussy, easing inside inch by inch. Goddess, how big was it anyway? Would it never end? It seemed to take him forever to get it inside me with that slow, steady motion that strained my inner walls to the limit.

At last he seemed to be satisfied that it was all inside me. But as the gargoyle’s forward motion finally stopped, I felt the knotting begin. I moaned softly and scrabbled at the red leather mattress cover, looking for something to hold on to as the enormous knot swelled, stretching me open mercilessly. But the mattress pad was slick—I couldn’t find anything to grip so I had to ball my hands into fists until I felt my nails cutting into my palms.

Goddess, so this was what sex with a demon was like—it was both painful and pleasurable but I found that the two sensations were blending into one and I couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended.

“Kael,” I moaned as he began to rock his hips against me. He wasn’t exactly thrusting because now that the knot had swollen to tie us together, there was no pulling out. But he was pushing deeper and deeper somehow—it was like the end of my channel was opening for him—inviting him inside. So the effect was almost the same.

As he rocked against me, my bare breasts swayed with every motion. At the same time, his heavy balls came up to slap my open pussy, teasing my swollen clit and pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Oh Goddess, I couldn’t take much more of this! And yet, I had to. I don’t know how long I stayed there on my hands and knees, my breasts swaying with each pump of his hips as I opened myself for him and he filled me. It seemed to be an eternity and I thought it would never end.

But at last the huge gargoyle growled deep in his throat and began to come.

I cried out as his hard hands gripped my hips and hot pulses of demon cum filled me. Was he planting a baby in my belly? Was that even possible?

I didn’t know but I did know that the flood of burning cum made my body react—I started coming again.

“Oh, Kael!” I moaned, my back arching as my inner muscles clamped down on the huge invader. The orgasm was so intense it was painful and I felt my inner walls actually milking him this time—as though I was begging for more of his seed to be planted inside me.

The huge gargoyle was happy to oblige me. He pumped more and more of his burning cum into my pussy…into my womb. I felt it running down my thighs in fiery rivulets that stung and burned but even as I lost some of it, he pumped more and more into me. Goddess, how much longer could he keep on coming? How much seed could he have to fill me with?

The answer seemed to be an infinite supply. I don’t know how long I was trapped like that, on my knees with my ass in the air and my breasts hanging down, my pussy spread and skewered by the immense, demonic cock. I don’t know how much cum he pumped into me—I only knew that I was coming over and over—each time harder than the last. Somehow this act—the act of being open and being filled to the limit—had triggered something inside me. Some button had been pushed or some switch had been thrown and now I couldn’t stop coming!

“Please!” I gasped, writhing weakly, trying to get free of him. “Oh please, Kael—I can’t take much more! I can’t stand it—please!”

And the growling and thrusting stopped abruptly and I heard a familiar voice.

“Willow?” it said in a low, horrified tone. “Mistress? My God—what have I done to you?”