Myths and Gargoyles by Jamie Hawke (interesting books to read in english txt) 📕

rich. Me, though? With these beauties, I was richer than any of those people had ever been or went on to become. I took them in my hands, caressing, kissing, bringing her nipples—also gold—to my mouth, and felt her moan as a vibration through her body.

Then my hand had her loincloth off and found her bare, wet pussy waiting. Her hands were all over me, and she breathed heavily in my ear as she nibbled on my earlobe. Her tail went between us and came up to caress my ass, a new experience that Ebrill giggled at. I turned and saw her watching as she sat on Megha’s face, hands pulling Megha’s hair. Behind them, Steph was bent over, eating out Megha, while Kordelia still wasn’t moving except to run a hand over her breasts and watch us all.

“Focus,” Aerona said, taking me by the chin and guiding my attention back to her, which I gladly allowed. She took me by the hand, guiding me to a plush, white loveseat in the corner. One that had a tall fern-like plant growing beside it and a painting of a mountain landscape with a river behind it. Sitting me down, she knelt, hands on my thighs, and grinned.

“If my horns poke you, oh fucking well.” She winked, then gripped my cock firmly, moving her head in and watching it with fascination. Her tongue moved out, slowly tracing the tip in concentric circles.

No horns poking me, yet. I relaxed, wondering if the love seat had always been so comfortable. Had I ever sat in it before? I wondered how she was doing with everything. It seemed to me that she was throwing herself into this as a way of moving on, of helping her deal with grief. Watching her run her tongue down from the tip to my balls, then take one of my balls in her mouth and grin up at me, I was very happy to help the process.

“Your turn,” I said, taking her by the hands and trying to pull her up.

She moved, but only to straddle me, leaning back to give me a view of her perfect breasts as she said, “This is what I want,” and lowered herself onto my cock.

Oh, God! The feeling of her pussy taking me nearly sent me into a daze. My eyes rolled up in my head and my whole body wanted to give over everything it had to her. She rocked her hips, taking it, feeling it slide along inside her, then grabbed my head and pulled it to her chest as she rode me with quick, eager thrusts.

Her wings spread out, tail waving back and forth, and she leaned her head back with a scream that startled me out of my near-orgasm. Then another scream, and I pulled back, trying to push her off and ask if she was okay, but she pulled me close, whispering my name and not letting go.

There might have been tears at one point. There were definitely nails digging into my back. And then there was a flap of her wings that lifted her off me as she threw herself down at Kordelia’s side, the two holding each other, both smiling and watching me.

I sat there, confused, wondering if I was going to get blue balls.

“Don’t make the rest of us wait all night,” Ebrill said, pushing off Megha’s face and beckoning to me. “I’d hate to see your dick caught inside of me when I turn to stone.”

“Not funny,” Steph said, sitting up and wiping her chin. “Never joke about that.”

I couldn’t agree more. What came next was the trio of Megha, Steph, and Ebrill, passing me around and taking turns having me ride them and vice versa. Thankfully we had those condoms! Then, when I was just about to climax and all of them already had, Aerona was back on me, this time with Ebrill.

They had me bending in weird angles while bringing me to new levels of pleasure, and more for them. Aerona was starting to pull away, back arching and breasts heaving, Kordelia’s lips on my neck as her hand moved between our bodies to grab my shaft, when I felt my eyes roll back as a power pulled me.

Before I was fully out of Aerona, I felt my surroundings changing, transforming… fading. Gone.

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Tall cliffs overhead to my right, clouds floating across the sky. The soft lapping of waves against sand. I sat up, confused, feeling the unpleasant sensation of wet sand on my bare ass. And of course, it was already getting where it should never go.

Brushing myself off as I stood, I turned to see three women by the water, one turned back toward me, the other two watching what appeared to be a small boat floating in the distance.

“The king’s journey to Avalon,” a voice said, and I started as the woman next to the water appeared at my side, eyes roaming over every inch of me. She cocked her head and laughed. “This is who they send us in his stead?”

“Sorry?” I replied, head spinning. By now, I should be used to strange travels when asleep, but this didn’t feel like the other times. For one, I didn’t see any of the ladies I had been with. Only these three. And, even more strangely, I hadn’t been asleep.

“Cover him, will you?” one of the other women said, glancing over her shoulder.

“Leave him be,” the third said, not bothering to look. “I’m sure he enjoys the attention.”

For the first time, I looked down to see that I was still fully erect—a side effect of being pulled out of my world mid-intercourse, apparently.

“Clothes would be welcome,” I admitted, covering myself with my hands.

The closest woman removed her shawl and smiled. “Keep it.”

“Thank you.” I wasn’t sure what to do with the piece of purple cloth, as it still wasn’t much. I tied it around my waist. At least it kind of covered me, although it was still sticking out