Radley's Home for Horny Monsters by Annabelle Hawthorne (chromebook ebook reader TXT) 📕

MIKE TOOK TINK INSIDE, where he heated up what was left of the pizza for them to eat. She sat across from him, gobbling down the pizza in huge bites while he got on Amazon to order a few things. He was lucky in that he was in a city with Prime Now (meaning two hour delivery times), and he made a few purchases that he thought would come in handy, watching Tink over the top of his computer. Now that they were inside and eating, he realized just how bad she smelled, but didn’t want to hurt her feelings.

After they ate, Tink followed him upstairs, where the bath had already filled itself with hot water. Mike smiled at the silver brush that had been left on the rim of the tub by the soap and shampoo. Tink stripped off her shirt, and Mike helped her into the bath.

It started innocent enough-Mike pulled off what was left of his bandages and joined her, and they took turns cleaning each other. Mike used a rag to wash the dirt and grime off of Tink, to discover that her dark green skin was actually the bright green of a healthy lawn. He scrubbed her back, marveling at the prominent ridges along her spine, making him think of her as a tiny dragon instead.

“Tink’s turn.” Tink gently washed around his wounds, taking particular care near the bite mark on his shoulder, which was now just a series of small scabs. She scrubbed him slowly, looking to him constantly for approval. He smiled, which caused her to smile back, showing all of her needle sharp teeth.

Her hair was the worst. Mike had Tink dunk her head, which turned the water brown. He drained the tub and refilled it twice, helping her shampoo the long, dirty strands. Once it was clean, Mike discovered that her hair was a dark auburn, with alternating streaks of red and brown throughout. While he had been willing to fuck her earlier, the emerald creature in his tub was looking more and more feminine with every layer of dirt they scrubbed off, and Mike was realizing what a gem she actually was.

Tink sat in front of him, her head and shoulders above the water. Even though she was clean enough, he was having a tough time taking his hands off of her. Tink sighed and scooted back against him. Her fingers lightly traced shapes on his thighs.

Mike slid his hands along the tops of her shoulders, then down across her chest. He squeezed her breasts as one of her hands circled his cock.

He pulled Tink up onto one of his legs, using it like a booster seat. With her wet hair pulled to one side, she reminded him of the green girl from Guardians of the Galaxy, albeit much smaller. She growled affectionately at him, and he slid his hand down her thigh and into the patch of hair between her legs.

“No biting this time,” he warned her, tracing circles around her crotch.

“No bites,” Tink promised, her pink tongue running across her thin lips. She licked the side of his neck, tickling his ear when she reached it. Mike explored her pussy, puzzled at the shape of it. She had a double set of labia, the outer set thin while the inner set was puffy and engorged. He ran his fingers over them slowly, enjoying how the folds squeezed at his fingers.

Tink shivered in the warm water, her tail splashing the surface. While Tink was enjoying herself, Mike was having difficulty finding what he was looking for. Determined, he searched her folds for any trace of a fleshy nub, hoping that his theory about goblin anatomy would prove correct. After a minute of this, he decided to explore something else, pulling her leg wide and pushing a finger inside of her.

Tink let out a growl, and Mike was surprised to feel not one, but two semi-hard lumps just inside her pussy. He hooked his finger, tracing figure eights around them, and Tink gyrated her hips in rhythm with his movements. It was no wonder that he had trouble fitting earlier-he could barely bend his finger inside her, and her pussy was already squeezing it so tight it was uncomfortable.

Mike grabbed Tink by one of her horns, tilting her head sideways so that he could kiss her neck. Tink was still stroking his shaft with one hand while pinching a double nipple with the other, her claws digging into her skin hard enough that Mike was worried that she would hurt herself.

“We...we should lower the water a bit,” he said. “It’ll make it easier.”

“This time, Mike fit,” Tink declared, leaving Mike to pull the plug. The tub drained until the water level was below his hips, and then he pushed the plug back in place.

Mike held onto Tink’s horns as she went down on him, her long tongue wrapping around his dick, leaving behind a trail of slime that made his dick tingle. While her teeth made him nervous, her mouth was big enough that not only did she take his cock all the way to the back, but his balls as well. Mike held tightly to her horns again and thrust his dick in even faster, shuddering at the smooth feeling of her tongue.. Every time she took the entire length of him, she swallowed, her throat squeezing the head of his dick.

“Tink, that feels amazing,” Mike told her. She let out a growl of pleasure, and Mike began humping her face.

The goblin fingered herself while pinching her breast. Mike began all-out face fucking her, causing her to moan every time he bottomed out in her throat.

“Fuck,” he muttered, feeling the pressure build.

Tink wrapped her tongue around his balls, staving off his orgasm. She opened her mouth wide, and Mike realized that he was so far down her throat that the head of his dick was