Stolen Hours (Pine Ridge Universe)

Hours

Starring Genesis and Melinda from Stone Cold Groom

“I’m right here.”

Genesis runs his hand along the bed, so I can feel him, even though I can’t see him. A white sleep mask with teal embroidery proclaiming “Bride” covers my eyes. Soft silk bathrobe cords loosely tie my spread legs to my forearms. I could easily get out, but I do not want to. Not. At. All.

“I can really do whatever I like to you for the next hour?”

“Uh-huh.” I’m so excited, I can barely speak. My other lovers would never have been this adventurous with me, and I realize I would not have allowed it. I trust Genesis with all my heart, body, and soul.

“If you don’t like something or want me to help you get free, you just ask.”

“I will.”

“But I can tell that you don’t want to be freed just yet,” he chuckles, and the low, rumbling sound makes my pussy drip.

I’m already so wet from anticipation that I know I’m glistening, and I can feel a mix of last night's cum and my own fresh juice coating my inner thighs and slipping down the crack of my bottom.

“My sweet, delicious bride. My wife.”

I moan.

“My beautiful plaything.”

That makes me whimper. God, I want him to play with me. He’s so loving, such a gentle person.

He’s also a gargoyle, a monster known for strength and size. Tonight, I want him to release the beast, plundering me while I’m helpless.

The ship’s horn blasts. The hour is beginning. When we hear it again, it’ll be time to switch, and Genesis will be mine to play with.

“Such a good mate, giving yourself to me.”

His fingers part my labia. Sharp talons lightly scrape and pinch my fleshy outer lips as he kneels.

He’s been alone a long time, and he’s crafty and clever, capable of being cold to others, but never to me. Tonight, he waits in silence to make me squirm, and I love him for it.

I feel his breath on my parted pussy as he stares at me. I’m unable to see what he’s doing or about to do, but I’m soaking the sheets and blushing as I feel his eyes raking over me.

“Sweet little wife.” His breath puffs on my skin, and his wide, long tongue descends, licking me where I’m open and drenched.

I can’t move like I want, but I can buck my hips, and I do, eager for him to suck on my folds, to tongue fuck me, to rub my clit. I need him.

“Impatient.” He gently bites my inner thigh, and I jump at the sharp pinch of his teeth.

I feel his tail enter me, making me gasp, but it doesn’t thrust as it normally does when he fucks me with his tail. It scoops the wetness forward and down.

He’s getting my asshole even more slippery.

My stomach tightens.

His tail normally fucks my ass when we make love, and it feels so amazing to have him filling both holes.

In Genesis’ words, that’s gargoyle style.

Husbands and wives mate, and during the act, both of them use their tails to penetrate each other.

Anal is not taboo for them, and between my wonderful mate and me, it’s fine as well.

“Melinda?” His voice is hesitant as he begins massaging my anus.

“Yes?” My voice is a gasp. I realize I’m holding my breath from excitement and anticipation.

I feel the tip of his cock replace his talon, the broad, rounded tip that looks like a plum in both color and shape. I can’t see it right now, but my mouth waters at the memory of it. It’s a virile piece of art, always ready to please me.

“Would you like me to take you in both holes tonight?” he asks, his hand soothing me as he speaks. It runs over my chest, stopping to cup my breast, then lies on my stomach.

It’s a reminder of how much bigger and stronger he is.

“I d-don’t think it’ll go in that easily right now,” I whisper.

“Oh, I know.” The hand moves to stroke my curls, gently worrying my clit. “May I get you ready so we can attempt it? If you’d rather not, I have other plans.”

Damn it. I’m curious now... But I’m also curious about how it would feel to take something the size of his cock in my ass, how full and stretched I’d be.

“You pick.” Part of this game is relinquishing control and knowing you’re safe. I’m so safe and relaxed. My thighs are quivering, but with anticipation, not fear.

“You feel so tight around my tail.” The tip of his tail swirls around my pucker, and I arch forward.

Genesis stubbornly refuses to push inside.

“I’ve read that human females, while able to stretch to some degree in this area,” his talon slips inside my pussy and surprises me with a series of hard, quick thrusts that leave me gasping, “are able to take even more in this area.”

I wail as three or four inches of Genesis’ tail slide home, filling my ass and making me squirm. It’s slender and flexible, and I’m used to it as part of making love, but I wasn’t expecting it at that second.

“More?” he asks.

“God, please, yes. Please fuck me, honey. I’m not good at waiting,” I beg.

“Of course I will, love.”

But he doesn’t do what I expect. I groan as his tail stays in me, but his cock stubbornly stays out of my pussy. Instead, his mouth returns.

I can’t complain. Greedy sucks on my clit lull me into a wave of pleasure that spikes in surprise when something stiff and hard enters my pussy.

It feels like stone or glass, and I can tell it’s in a condom, but it’s much smaller than Genesis’ cock.

For a human male, it’d be a thick, juicy length.

For a gargoyle... Well, he’d probably keep his towel on in the locker room.

“I made you a honeymoon present,” he whispers.

I love it, and I’m instantly aware of what it is.

It’s a carved dildo, made from his incredibly smooth, silky shed stone skin.

“But... your tail is longer and thicker.” It is.

It’s several feet long, incredibly flexible, and while it’s thin at the tip, it’s progressively wider until it’s the width of my palm at the base.

“I know. I also read that toys are a husband’s ally, not his enemy. Together, my tail and my present will see if we can fill you better than ever before.”

Something warm and wet slides over me. Genesis is rubbing a generous amount of liquid lubricant in between my cheeks and chuckling when his talons penetrate me without any effort. I moan and flex my legs.

I want him in my pussy, not just my ass, but I worry it would be cheating to say so. I told him he can do whatever he likes.

“Tell me if it’s comfortable.”

I don’t have time to tense, and like I said, gargoyle-style sex has taught me how much I love back door play.

Still, the solid, unyielding thickness entering me leaves me gasping, and little cramps make my walls flutter.

I hiss as I feel the flared base of his carved dildo come to rest against me, filling my ass with more girth than it’s used to.

Twinges of discomfort melt when Genesis begins licking my clit and folds as he works it in and out in slow, gentle thrusts.

My empty pussy runs like a river, and my husband laps it up—but doesn’t give me what I need.

“Please...” I hate to rob him of any minutes of his hour of playtime, but I can’t take it.

“Are you hurting? Is that too much?” he instantly begins to remove the toy.

“No! No, please...” I bite my lip. “What were you going to do next?”

“This.” Genesis rises from between my legs and leans over me. I feel his shadow covering me as his hands and mouth descend on my breasts and neck, worshiping my skin with soft kisses, little bites, and the tugging pinches I adore that make my pussy throb in return.

And then he stops. Leaving me there, bound and spread open, pussy wet and needy. Ass full and causing my muscles to move against the heavy thickness that can’t quite be dislodged.

“You look so wickedly tempting like this,” Genesis says, voice low. “A pretty present, just for me.”

I nod, wriggling closer to the edge of the bed.

“Pull your legs back to your chest,” Genesis commands.

I obey, knowing I’m even more exposed than before.

“Do you want my cock?”

“Yes!” I blurt out the answer at once.

“Where?”

I bite my lip again.

“Sweetheart?”

“Pussy,” I admit. “First.”

Genesis pounces on me like the giant winged predator he is, cock splitting me while I let out a long, stuttering wail of “Y-ee-eees!”

“I couldn’t wait any longer, either,” he admits, sinking into me as deep as he’s able, seven or eight inches.

There are several more inches left outside, but he’s never seemed to mind.

I know a gargoyle wife would probably take them all easily.

As it is, I squeeze myself around him and babble in bliss as he fucks me hard.

His smooth, heavy balls swing forward and tap me each time, giving the hard stone dildo in my ass a jolt.

In seconds, I feel it pulled from me, leaving my bottom achy and empty.

Genesis stills inside of me, but he’s making little grunts as if working hard.

“What are you—”

I never finish asking.

Genesis’ tail tip enters me—and so does the tip of the dildo.

He’s curled his tail around the toy, and together, they’re working their way inside of me, stretching me more than I’ve ever experienced.

I can’t help but gasp and cry out with each coil of his cock working into me.

It stretches the delicate ring of muscle and bulges my walls.

With the thick, long cock already in my slit, I feel like I’m going to burst.

At first, it’s not very pleasant. I’m so full that my muscles complain, and I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask to stop. I know my husband wouldn’t mind, and I know he’d never, ever hurt me, but I don’t want to quit. I love that my limits are being pushed in a safe way.

And when his cock and tail begin to move in perfect unison...dear God.

I see stars. I curse and bite down on his forearm, the closest thing I can reach. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Genesis, oh, God...”

“You’re taking every inch so beautifully. I can feel your muscles squeezing on me.”

“I’m so f-full,” I stutter through a particularly deep thrust.

“I can stop?”

“Don’t.”

“Doesn’t hurt?”

“No pain... just so full.”