If one would have asked Elisa yesterday what she’d be doing 24 hours later her answer would not have been ‘Goliath’. She also wouldn’t have added ‘because I’d been turned into a gargoyle myself’. And it certainly wouldn’t have included ‘in the middle of the morning on top of the castle where anyone could see us’.
And yet there she was, her top torn to shreds thanks to her own frenzied talons rushing to free herself, Goliath’s firm hands on her hips as she bouncing up and down on his massive shaft, her breasts bobbing hypnotically as she rode the massive muscle bound gargoyle like she was a cowgirl. Her ass slapped against Goliath’s strong thighs with every thrust, her tail twitching wildly. She looked down for a moment and chuckled at the sight of Goliath’s eyes following the up and down movement of her boobs, his pupils refusing to leave them even for a second. It seemed to no matter if they were human or gargoyle, all men loved to sight of a nice pair of tits.
Of course, she wasn’t one to talk. Within seconds of him entering her Elisa came to the decision that she was going to be addicted to his cock and there was simply no way she was going to go a single day without him sliding into her depths. It was bigger than anything she’d ever taken… not even the toys she’d purchased for herself, to take care of that special itch after a truly stressful day, could measure up to Goliath’s cock. She had read some women make the comparison to iron wrapped in velvet but for Eliza it was so much more than that. It was desire and lust and strength and longing all wrapped up in a hot, throbbing piece of pulsing flesh. Elisa threw back her head and moaned as she lifted herself up, moving until just the bulbous tip of his head was inside her folds before she slammed down hard, driving him so deeply into her she was sure he struck her cervix.
Goliath roared with her in utter bliss, allowing her to take control. That was making Elisa even hornier: the fact that she was fully controlling the mighty Goliath. The moment her hands had come in contact with his cock she knew he was hers, that she would be in control and setting the tone for everything that happened next. Her natural determination and drive seemed to have become overcharged with her transformation and Elisa howled in delight ass he changed up the tempo, her fast thrusts slowing down into slow, steady rises and falls.
For a moment she worried about being heard but as she felt her pussy gush as her first climax hit she found that she honestly didn’t care. She reached up and began to tweak and twist her nipples, her tongue lulling out of her mouth as she played with her sensitive globes, driving herself from one sexual high towards enough. She didn’t care if they were caught… and in fact the thought that they might be turned her on even more. Elisa began to ride Goliath even harder, squeezing his cock with all her strength, urging him to explode. She was strong, powerful,sensual, sexual… and she wasn’t ashamed. Not at all. Let the entire Clan see her… she couldn’t care less! Let them stare at her perfect breasts and large hard nipples and dripping folds! Let them watch and lust after her! She honestly didn’t care! Hell, let Xanatos come and see! Let Fox! It didn’t matter and Elisa didn’t care anymore!
Modesty was for humans. She was something new now…something better. And when she was done she was going to find Demona and give the wicked female a giant kiss on the lips for removing her humanity and gifting her with the blessing that was being a gargoyle!
‘That will shock the bitch,’ Elisa thought with a devious smirk. Her eyes fluttered and she tweaked her nipples as she felt herself building towards another climax. ‘But that… that can wait… until… I…!’
Elisa threw back her head and let out a roar that shook the castle, her wings spreading wide as she cried out her bliss to the morning light.
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Brooklyn tried to focus on what he’d come to do. He needed to find out what had happened with the Eye that had turned everything upside-down. He knew that Demona wasn’t saying all she knew… he’d learned long ago that she couldn’t be trusted and seemed to release lies like most beings took breaths. More than once he’d wondered if the world wouldn’t have been a better place if the bastards that had destroyed the rest of the clan had taken their hammers to her as well. It wasn’t helped that she was utterly beautiful, what with her firm breasts and long shapely legs and short spiky hair that just called out for him to run his fingers through it-
Brooklyn shook his head, trying to drive those thoughts out of his head.
Demona smirked. “What’s wrong?”
“None of your business,” Brooklyn snarled, not about to admit to her his thoughts.
She merely took a step forward, considering him for a moment. She ran her finger along her chin, eyes flashing in delight. She could tell that Brooklyn was getting emotional and knew that was the key. While Goliath had his moments of rage and frustration she knew that they were nothing compared to young Brooklyn’s. He was so easy to taunt and tease, to play against until she had him right where she wanted him. A word here, a wiggle there and he’d be putty in her hands, hers to do with however she wanted… to use and control and command and pleasure until both of them were screaming each other’s names-
It was only her skill at maintaining her composure that kept her from showing the shock that suddenly flooded her. ‘Where the hell did that come from?’
“You realize you aren’t getting out of this one, right?”Brooklyn said, trying to keep his tone cold and praying Demona didn’t notice the slight tremor in his voice. Thoughts were flashing through his head… the things he wanted to do to her… and not the ones that usually floated through his mind. “Not without giving us something in return.”
“Hmmmm,” Demona said, making a great show of considering his words. “I suppose it would be too much to hope that you’d just release me.”She took a step back and, without realizing it, arched her back a bit and thrust her chest out. “But I don’t think I should make it easy for you.”
“When have you ever made it easy on us?” Brooklyn growled.
“Oh, spoken like a young buck,” Demona teased, a small voice in her mind wondering what the hell she was doing. “So quick to get to the main event without seeing just how much fun the foreplay can be.”
“Either make sense or I’m leaving,” Brooklyn snapped.
Demona smirked. “A bit of tit-for-tat.” She wiggled a bit, not noticing her top slipping down a touch so that it just barely covered her nipples, which were poking through the rough material of her top. She wasn’t alone, though; Brooklyn could shift all he wanted but it was still clear that his cock was beginning to harden. “Give and take, little boy. You ask me a question and I’ll answer honestly-“ Brooklyn snorted at that but Demona held up her hand and Brooklyn took a step back as he felt the air crackle with magic.“On my power and magic I swear to answer every question posed to me by Brooklynhonestly until this game is done. So mote it be.” Her eyes flashed and the pulse was gone.
“What was that?” Brooklyn snarled.
“The most basic of spells,” Demona said with a shrug. “Do not worry, young buck… that is about all the magic I can muster in here.” She turned her back to him, staring up at the sun, her eyes closed as she soaked in the rays.
Brooklyn frowned. Part of him screamed to go get Goliath or Hudson immediately and let them know about this new development. But another part of him whispered that he should stay… that this was between him and her and that for now it needed to remain between the two of them.
Demona was surprised when she felt the air move about her as Brooklyn stepped forward. “And what is to stop you from not answering?”
The female gargoyle smiled, a thrill running down her spine at the thought that Brooklyn was actually going to play with her. She turned around and gave him a saucy little smile. “Simple… if either of us refuse to answer we must do what the other demands.” She held up her hand. “And I won’t demand you free me… that would make things too easy.” She rattled her chains. “Besides, restraints are such a turn-on.”
Brooklyn blinked at that last comment but nodded his head in agreement. “Fine. Now-“
Demona wagged her finger. “Now now… I’ve answered two questions for you already. Now it is your turn. And remember… you better answer honestly.” She began to pace the room, considering the younger gargoyle male for a moment,trying to decide just what to ask him. She knew this was a chance for some real fun but also knew she couldn’t press too hard or he’d quit right away. This had to be slow… let him get wrapped up in the game until it became too late for him to leave. Then she would have her way with him.