Page 59 of Guarded By the Gargoyle

“Kael, I call on thee. Come home, come home, come home to me,” I said, almost singing it now because he was so close I didn’t need to shout. “Come to me and share pleasure,” I added. “Let’s love each other.”

This seemed to decide him. He gave a grunt and stepped through the portal—which widened considerably to let him get through.

Time was now of the essence and I knew it. I had to get him cuffed to the bed as soon as I could. Goldie had said coming from The Pit back to Hidden Hollow would leave him momentarily stunned and it was essential to get him fastened down before the confusion cleared.

“You need to have him in your power so you can bring back his memory—and bring him back to his angelic form,” she had told me. “You don’t want to have sex with him in his demonic form—sex with a demon is no fun unless you really like it rough. Besides, I saw that barb on his cock when he was still a statue,” she added. “Iknowyou don’t want to get stabbed between the legs with that!”

As it happened, she was right—Ididn’twant to get stabbed with Kael’s barb. So now I had to work fast to get him on the bed and cuffed down.

“Come here. That’s right—come to me, Kael,” I said softly, beckoning to the stunned gargoyle.

For a moment he just stood there. But when I called his name again, he blinked and started to move.

He climbed onto the high red mattress beside me—though it wasn’t so high for him—and at first I thought it would be no problem. He seemed utterly docile as I got him scooted into position and began to fasten his wrists with the leather straps. As I buckled each one, I was supposed to say a mini spell which Goldie had taught me.

“Prisoner of Love, Gentle as a Dove,” I recited as I fastened his right wrist to the headboard. Then I stopped—I had forgotten the second part! There was a second line I was supposed to say, wasn’t there? I was almost completely sure of it. But it wouldn’t come to my mind.

Still, the spell seemed to be working because Kael wasn’t trying to get away. His hand hung limp from the leather cuff attached to the bedpost—itmustbe working.

Maybe I was remembering wrong, I thought. Maybe therewasn’ta second verse to the mini-spell.

I went on to his other wrist and then both his ankles. As I fastened each in place, I said the words again. “Prisoner of Love, Gentle as a Dove.”

Finally, I had my guardian gargoyle cuffed firmly to the bed—now the real Sex Magic could begin.

I had no idea how wrong things were about to go.

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WILLOW

Iwas ready to do Sex Magic—ready in more than one way. The magical roses and the lust potion Goldie had brewed for me had done their job—I was nearly horny out of my mind! I was so horny, in fact, that even the sight of Kael’s gargoyle form with his burning red eyes and the long, forked tongue that came out like a snake’s couldn’t scare me off.

I climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. He growled at me and tugged against the cuffs, but it was clear he couldn’t get loose.

“Easy, big boy,” I murmured. “Let’s see how you like this.”

Then I reached down between us and unfastened his trousers.

He growled softly as I reached in and grasped his shaft. It was already long and thick and hard when I brought it out. I stroked it up and down, admiring it and noticing that it was hotter than usual—so hot it almost burned me. It also looked bigger than it had when he was in his angelic form, I decided. Maybe that was because of the enormous barb that tipped his cock where the head should be.

It was two inches in length and looked like a long, cruel thorn. Itdidn’tlook fun to get fucked with—which was why Ihad to call him back to himself and bring him back to his angelic form.

But though I didn’t want it inside me, I was still fascinated by the barb. Looking closer, I saw it was like a needle with a beveled edge just below the tip. From the opening, a dark, golden liquid was welling up—that must be his gargoyle form’s precum, I decided.

Curiously, I leaned forward and ran my tongue carefully around the barb. The precum tasted like hot cinnamon—the kind of candies that were sweet but burned your tongue.

As I tasted him, my guardian gargoyle growled softly. Looking up, I saw that those burning red eyes were fixed on me as I pleasured him. Also, there was a swelling at the base of his shaft—was that the knot he had talked about?

“Kael,” I murmured softly, stroking his thick shaft up and down. “Kael, I know you can hear me—I know you’re in there. Come back to me, Kael—come back to your angelic form so we can make love.”

His growl turned into a groan and I swore I could see his eyes turn from burning red to silver…just for a moment. Then they went red again, but that was okay—I’dalmostbrought him back to his true form, I told myself. I just had to be patient and keep working on him.

Which wasn’t easy considering how desperate I was getting. The roses were still teasing me and the lust potion was in full force. My nipples were so tight they hurt and my pussy was so wet, both from the golden rose’s secretions and from my own juices, that my inner thighs were completely drenched. I could see now why Goldie preferred to keep her mattress covered in leather rather than any kind of sheets.

“Kael,” I called him again, trying to keep my voice low and coaxing as I stroked his cock. Goddess, if I didn’t get him inme soon I felt like I would justdie!My pussy felt so empty—so needy! “Kael, come back to me—Ineedyou. Please, I?—”

But my concentration was abruptly broken by a leering face outside the portal.

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