fell asleep, but apparently the link between them was strong enough that even though he couldn’t hear her thoughts, he could sense her mood and state of being. She’d been a little afraid, but not much and the depth of her love and faith overwhelmed him.
That hadn’t been his only surprise. Katie’s feline gargoyle form was beautiful. He couldn’t wait to make love to those lithe, faintly furry limbs and feel that adorable tail intertwine with his own. He was glad she had wings, too. Hopefully they could fly together. But what had shocked him to his core was that her stoneshape wasn’t marble as he’d expected, or granite like his own, but the same red and green of the stones that made up her necklace.
Garnets.
Katie was a garnet gargoyle. And gemstone gargoyles were very, very rare. In fact, the only one he knew was the current matriarch of his tribe. Katie hadn’t been kidding when she’d said they were made for each other. Clearly she’d been born to be a leader among his people.
Another oddity was that her necklace hadn’t changed with her. The golden chain that hung to graze her lap still gleamed and the gems on the clasp between her breasts and the two ends of the chain still sparkled independently of the stone that made up her body. That was odd. Usually only powerful magic items withstood the transformation. Her heirloom must be an important object indeed.
After she fell asleep, he called the mayor and explained that neither Katie nor Damien would be in today, or indeed for the next several days. He desperately needed to take her home to meet his clan. They needed the hope that she would bring when she showed them what she was. And the priestess could marry them in spirit if not by law. Once the gods had blessed their union, they could take their time working out the legal details of an international marriage.
The mayor was not pleased about their absence, but was happy to hear that Damien had decided to remain in Philadelphia. He agreed to the time off and wished the couple well. Damien made a couple more calls then stretched out on the bed with his laptop to wait for Katie’s recovery.
As soon as she was flesh and blood again, he pounced. First he dragged her into his arms for a long, demanding kiss. “You know you are mine now? Forever.”
“Goddess, yes. And you are mine, you understand? Mine alone.”
“All yours, petit chat .” Little cat. He turned her and bent her at the waist so she was leaning on the chair, her gorgeous lightly furred ass pointed up at him. He lifted her tail to the side and licked her once from clit to anus. She was already dripping. He stood and used his hands to hold her in place, then slammed into her snug, hot pussy. She let out a sound that was not quite a meow, then began to purr as he pounded into her again and again. Her claws ripped at the upholstery of the chair when he reached under her and pinched both of her garnet-colored nipples.
Her tail wrapped around his waist and squeezed, the short velvety fur caressing his skin. The tip of it slithered down around the base of his own tail, into the crack of his ass and between his legs. She toyed with his sac while he fucked her, making him harder and fuller than he’d ever been in his life.
“If you want to play that way,” he growled into her ear. He took the tip of his own tail in his hand and used it to tease her rosebud anus. When she howled and bucked against it, he wet his hand with saliva and lubricated his tail. Then slowly, carefully, he allowed the blunted point to ease inside her puckered hole.
As soon as his tail was all the way in, he began to move, timing those small thrusts to match the furious ones of his cock. In mere seconds, she howled again and spasmed around him, drawing a massive burst of seed from his overloaded balls.
“I love you!” He shouted the words and thought maybe she did too as he spurted inside her. Her muscles
That hadn’t been his only surprise. Katie’s feline gargoyle form was beautiful. He couldn’t wait to make love to those lithe, faintly furry limbs and feel that adorable tail intertwine with his own. He was glad she had wings, too. Hopefully they could fly together. But what had shocked him to his core was that her stoneshape wasn’t marble as he’d expected, or granite like his own, but the same red and green of the stones that made up her necklace.
Garnets.
Katie was a garnet gargoyle. And gemstone gargoyles were very, very rare. In fact, the only one he knew was the current matriarch of his tribe. Katie hadn’t been kidding when she’d said they were made for each other. Clearly she’d been born to be a leader among his people.
Another oddity was that her necklace hadn’t changed with her. The golden chain that hung to graze her lap still gleamed and the gems on the clasp between her breasts and the two ends of the chain still sparkled independently of the stone that made up her body. That was odd. Usually only powerful magic items withstood the transformation. Her heirloom must be an important object indeed.
After she fell asleep, he called the mayor and explained that neither Katie nor Damien would be in today, or indeed for the next several days. He desperately needed to take her home to meet his clan. They needed the hope that she would bring when she showed them what she was. And the priestess could marry them in spirit if not by law. Once the gods had blessed their union, they could take their time working out the legal details of an international marriage.
The mayor was not pleased about their absence, but was happy to hear that Damien had decided to remain in Philadelphia. He agreed to the time off and wished the couple well. Damien made a couple more calls then stretched out on the bed with his laptop to wait for Katie’s recovery.
As soon as she was flesh and blood again, he pounced. First he dragged her into his arms for a long, demanding kiss. “You know you are mine now? Forever.”
“Goddess, yes. And you are mine, you understand? Mine alone.”
“All yours, petit chat .” Little cat. He turned her and bent her at the waist so she was leaning on the chair, her gorgeous lightly furred ass pointed up at him. He lifted her tail to the side and licked her once from clit to anus. She was already dripping. He stood and used his hands to hold her in place, then slammed into her snug, hot pussy. She let out a sound that was not quite a meow, then began to purr as he pounded into her again and again. Her claws ripped at the upholstery of the chair when he reached under her and pinched both of her garnet-colored nipples.
Her tail wrapped around his waist and squeezed, the short velvety fur caressing his skin. The tip of it slithered down around the base of his own tail, into the crack of his ass and between his legs. She toyed with his sac while he fucked her, making him harder and fuller than he’d ever been in his life.
“If you want to play that way,” he growled into her ear. He took the tip of his own tail in his hand and used it to tease her rosebud anus. When she howled and bucked against it, he wet his hand with saliva and lubricated his tail. Then slowly, carefully, he allowed the blunted point to ease inside her puckered hole.
As soon as his tail was all the way in, he began to move, timing those small thrusts to match the furious ones of his cock. In mere seconds, she howled again and spasmed around him, drawing a massive burst of seed from his overloaded balls.
“I love you!” He shouted the words and thought maybe she did too as he spurted inside her. Her muscles
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