Chapter 28 – Keto
KETO
Our home beside the long river that runs through the gargoyle sanctuary is beautiful.
It’s nestled so close to the water I can take two steps out and dive into the warm and welcoming river.
And what’s even better, it connects with the ocean, just beyond the invisible shield that protects the sanctuary from the outside world.
I still have my freedom, my creatures, and so much more.
Stretching my feet out, I kick the water gently, sitting on the shore and watching the sun sink below the horizon. My belly has gotten bigger. The child inside is still healthy and a source of pride for us all.
I’d be completely happy if only I’d found Lamia and Cerberus. And yet, I'd left them both messages, as well as, the tools to perhaps find love and freedom of their own one day.
Arthur plops down beside me. He rests his big hand on my belly, almost absentmindedly. “Did the little one like his dinner?”
I laugh. “Yes, and so did I.”
He leans forward and kisses me, taking my breath away. “You know I live but to serve you.”
I grasp his shirt and pull him back. “Then serve me again.”
His mouth descends on mine, and his tongue slides inside. Every stroke of his tongue against mine has my thoughts spinning. Without breaking our kiss, I move to straddle him.
He groans, and I fumble with the button on his jeans. At last I pop it open and slide down his zipper, gripping his cock and pulling it free.
I’m pushing his tip into my core when Max steps out the door and swears. “Fucking hell, couldn’t you guys at least make it inside?”
I break our kiss. “Stop complaining and put your dick in my ass.”
He drops the little towel in his hands and reaches for his shirt, yanking it off. He’s struggling out of his clothes. When he finally makes it behind me, his big hands press me forward, and I feel his tip touch my back entrance.
Moaning, I sink lower onto Arthur and Max slowly plunges inside.
We start to fuck, loudly and with abandon.
Steven and Clark appear in the doorway a second later. Neither says a word as they struggle out of their clothes, and then I have two big dicks in my hands.
I ride my big gargoyles and stroke them. I'm no longer uncertain, no longer nervous. I touch them like a woman who knows just what to do to make them come, which I do.
Only, it’s me who goes rushing off the edge, shouting and moving between them as my orgasm consumes me. I barely feel the cum that slides down my hands. But I sure as hell feel the hot seed that fills my ass and pussy.
At last, slowly, we all collapse.
“The other gargoyles—are going to—complain again,” Steven pants.
“It’s their fault for always thinking we’re in trouble,” I say as a shudder moves through me.
“Or maybe you shouldn’t scream so loudly they all come running,” Clark teases, grinning.
I swat at him. “You like me loud.”
I hear movement not far from our house.
Max sighs and reaches for his boxers. “I’ll meet them outside and tell him no one was murdered. Again."
I laugh and slide from my men and into the water. It’s warm and just about the perfect ending to my long day. Okay, maybe all the cock was a perfect ending, but the warm river certainly helped.
“You coming inside soon?” Arthur asks.
“Soon,” I promise him, then dive beneath the waters.
It still feels like a dream to me. I have men who love me. A home. A child on the way. And my freedom.
I always thought the things I’d done in my past made me unworthy of happiness or love.
Being wrong has never felt so good.
And then I think of Cerberus and my other monster-sister. I hope they’ll find love too.
Because now I know the truth: even monsters can be loved. There’s hope for us all.