“Okay...” Whoever outside isn’t convinced, but they know better than barging in either.

Laura waits for another second as she takes in my thrusts. She is better at staying quiet than I expected.

She shoots daggers at me with her gaze when whoever’s outside is probably gone. “You just have to mess with me.”

“Is it bad to be seen with me?”

“I was just helping you. No one’s supposed to see your ass.”

“And my cock inside you?”

“Just shut up already.”

“I still want to come inside you.” Just saying that almost shoves me over the line, except I have to make sure she’s fine with that.”

She happily moves her ass, taking my cock in and out of her. “Do it, show me what you got.”

Maybe I’ve found my match.

I hiss and go hard on her until I drive myself deep into her from below enough times that my cock feels like exploding. I pin myself into deepest of her, letting myself go.”

She moans with a hand covering her mouth. But I want her moan at its full power so I can admire my own work. But I can’t ask for more from her. She’s perfect.

She rolls to my side, gasping for air. I wrap my arms and wings around her, holding her tightly to my chest. “Are you tired?”

“I sure am. Didn’t figure this would be so tiring.”

I chuckle. “I tire you out.”

“Not really, I moved a bit too hard.”

“For your first time, I can see that.”

She leans onto me, but her gaze is somewhere distant. Is something wrong? She was eager to try things out with me, right?

I stroke her back. She yawns again, closing her eyes with me as her pillow. Maybe I’m overthinking that, she probably is just tired after getting attacked by a dumb robber who got his ass kicked by me and our sex.

My cock twitches when I try to relive our moment together in my head. Now, it feels even more right for me to come here for her.

Chapter 10

Laura

I wake up to... an empty bed. I’m the only one on it, and I’m naked.

My head hurts and my whole body is so sore that it feels like I’m loaded with iron.

Fuck...

Was last night real?

That stupid gargoyle should stay for a bit or at least say goodbye before he left.

Or was he ever here?

I grit my teeth as I gather the strength to push the blanket away. I am naked, so... I actually fucked a gargoyle last night and that’s real, right?

Except it doesn’t feel real enough.