There’s only one thing to do—reclaim what he had attempted to take from me.He would die knowing no part of me ever belonged to him.I have a lover who will kill for me.
Father Knoll will be his first victim.
A smile curls my lips as I cup Baezal’s cheek and drag his eyes back to me.Meeting his mouth with mine, I moan into our kiss.Licking his lips, I slip my tongue into his mouth, savoring his groan.His hands fall to my back, holding me close.His straining erection presses into my stomach.Rubbing against it, arousal coats the inside of my thighs.
Father Knoll makes a sound of protest from the floor.His wheezing becomes more pronounced.Breaking our kiss, I lick my lips and stare up at my savior.
“Remember what you said last night?You’d gut him if he returned for me.”I nod towards the dying man on the floor.“Which you’ve already accomplished.”
My hand slips down his chest before palming him through his pants.
“Don’t you want to make him watch you fuck me?”
“Willow,” Baezal groans, but I’m already sliding to my knees.
The sheet cushions my naked skin from the hard floor.Staring up at him, I press up on my knees, kissing the hard outline of his cock through his pants.Wetness greets my mouth, and Baezal groans.
“Please let me suck your cock first, my love.I want to earn my fucking.”
The sheet slips off my shoulder as I slide the waistband of his pants down his hips.His erection springs free, and my eyes widen at the tremendous sight.
“My angel,” Baezal groans, but makes no move to stop me.
Fisting his cock, I roughly pump him as best I can.Licking my lips, I grin up at him.
“Cease t—this vile act at once,” Father Koll spits.Blood pours down his chin.“Get me some help.I demand it.”
We both ignore him as my tongue snakes out and leaks at the drop of seed at his tip.I groan at his salty sweetness.My tongue licks over the dark head, tasting him fully.Above me, Baezal curses.
“Good girl, Willow.Deeper now.As far as you can.”
Growing bolder with his praise, I open my mouth wide enough for my cheeks to ache.Flattening my tongue, I take his length deep into my mouth.I run my tongue only his scales as his hands grip my scalp.His cock hits the back of my throat, causing tears to flood my eyes.I hold him there for as long as I can until I choke, saliva coating his length.I use it to help my other hand pump him as I slide him out of my mouth.
“You taste so good.”I pump him roughly against my tongue.“It’s making me wet.”
Licking along his scales, Baezal’s stomach muscles jump.He pants as his claws prick my scalp.It’s not long before his hips begin to move, meeting my mouth with thrusts.I lick the underside of his cock and the seam of his balls.I press kisses along the shaft and take him down my throat once more.
“Fuck, Willow.You’re so good at this.Have you done it before?”
He knows my answer, but this is all part of his claiming.Pulling him from my throat, I use the tip of his cock to smear seed and spit along my lips.Leaning back on my heels, I shake my head primly.
“Only for you.”
His wings flare behind him in pleasure.Wrapping my hair in his fist, he turns towards Father Knoll, who still draws rasping breath.I return his cock, licking and biting down on his impressive length.
“Only me, that’s right.”His hips slide forward, pushing him deeper into my mouth.“Look at how she sucks my cock, Father.A beast you called me—well, she certainly makes me one.It’s a beast that satisfies her perfect little pussy.It’s a beast that knows what she looks like when she comes.Not you.”
His words kindle a fire within me.My pussy clenches around nothing, desperate to be filled again.I suck him faster, pumping him even more roughly with my hand.My motions are frantic.I try to cram as much of him in my mouth as I can.His hands lock around my head and hold me still.He punches his hips forward, then retreats.I relax my jaw and let him take his pleasure.
He fucks my face just as ruthlessly as he does my pussy.
“You’ll die without ever knowing such pleasure.You’ll die knowing the one you desire most belongs to me—a monster.”
Baezal thrusts deep, and I gag on him.Pulling out, more saliva and seed decorate my mouth and drip down my chin.Staring into my eyes, I see adoration shining in his blue gaze.It’s the same love I have for him reflecting down at me.I turn towards Father Knoll, glancing at him for the last time.
“You’ll die knowing that I love a gargoyle with my entire being.My heart and soul are his.”
A spray of come decorates my chest as Baezal groans.Staring up at him, he quickly snatches me into his arms.His mouth descends on mine.Our tongues dance together in a now familiar rhythm.Once we are both breathless, we pull apart.
