0 comments/ 35833 views/ 1 favorites Girl or Gargoyle By: The_Princess_Jessica I lay in bed, I couldn’t sleep again. It was happening more and more often. I lay counting the bricks in the outer wall. The soft sounds of the brook were no longer enough to send me into a deep sleep. I rolled onto my back to stare at the ceiling. I knew what would help. I closed my eyes and pictured my lover. His jet black hair brushing against his cheek as he lay in bed with me. His muscular arms holding me close to his firm, tan body. His rough hands were softly tracing up and down my back. The soft warmth of his lips on my neck, his facial hair lightly tickling, was heavenly. I pulled the blanket up over my head before pulling up my nightgown. The soft silk fabric sent shivers down my spine as I imagined my lover. He rolled on top of me supporting himself with his arms. He began to kiss my neck as his arms held me tightly. My hands went to his sides. Slowly I traced my fingers up his back to his shoulders. His muscles rippled at my touch. He shifted to begin kissing my collar bone.,/I> I licked my lips as my fingers circled around my small but firm breasts. My nipples harden as I spread my legs. The heat from within grew. He softly kissed around my breasts before slowly taking my nipple into his warm mouth, his strong arms holding me as he suckled and light bit. My back arched from the pleasure this was bringing. I slid a hand down my body and between my thighs. Lightly I ran my fingers through the damp mound of hair above my heated center. Spreading my legs more my fingers slipped down to the moist opening. Moving down from my breasts to my navel his tongue flickered across my skin. With soft moans for encouragement he moved to my protruding hip bones. Sucking and licking, the sensation was bringing me to the edge. A finger made small circles on my clit. My back arched as a gasp escaped. I bit my lip to keep any further exclamations of pleasure from arising. My touch became harder as my hips rise and fall to meet the tempo of desire that was growing. With my other hand I softly messaged a breast. From my hips he kissed down my thigh. The touch of his facial hair on my sensitive skin was like fire. I could feel the wetness begin to pool and drip into small beads of moisture as it softly seeped from the opening. Startled by the feeling of his tongue on my inner thigh, I almost sat up. His hands moved from behind me to rest on my belly has he pressed me back to the bed. As I pinched a nipple, finger entered spreading the wet around and over the outer side of my throbbing love box. Back in went two fingers this time. Searching with the tips of my fingers I found the glorious spot that would have me riding into ecstasy in a matter of moments. His tongue licked from my inner thigh to the soft patch of blonde hair. From there to the other leg, the moisture from his mouth mixed with the light coat of sweat that had started. My body felt as if it were on fire. Each flicker of his tongue and caress of his hands on my belly was like a shock through my body. Soft moans now grew loader as I let my lover know of the desire he was delivering. His tongue finally came to rest at my opening. Softly he lapped my sweet juices into his mouth. Breathing deeply he began to lick at a more vigorous pace. His hands moved to wrap around my legs and hold my hips. His favorite position for catching all of the sweet nectar has he brought me to climax. I was so close now. My body moving in rhythm with my fingers the world around me began to slip away as I succumb to the pleasure. He held my body close as his tongue entered and withdrew from my center then to suckle my nub. My hips pressed into his face as I began my release. Moaning and running my hands through his soft hair I rode into ecstasy. I lay there rubbing my throbbing nub as I slowly came back to reality. My breathing became regular again as I brought my hand to my mouth. I sucked my wet fingers into my mouth, tasting myself. I pulled my nightgown down again and rolled onto my side and drifted off to sleep. Girl or Gargoyle Ch. 01 I woke to the sound of footsteps below. Rolling over to look out the small window in my room I saw that it was well past the time to be up. Quickly I got out of bed and changed. Throwing the blanket back into its fixed position I hoped that my mother would not come to check on the quality of my work. Silently I slid down the latter from the loft to the kitchen. My mother was just beginning to make breakfast. I went to work gathering the dishes and setting the table. As I did, I watched my mother as she cooked. Both my parents had been born and raised here in the town of Ta’lana. Like everyone else in the surrounding area, my parents were Welsches. The women kept their brown hair long and always back in a braid. Most were barely five foot and all were on the plump side. Cooking is the favorite past time of the women of Kinderland. While every region had their town platters, you would always find the women folk in the kitchen. The men wore their brown hair long as well, more out of laziness then anything. While they were the ones to do all the hunting and farming, they rarely got much accomplished. You could pass many farms and see the men folk sitting the porch telling the boys in fields what they were doing wrong. Men were a few inches taller then women and in some cases shorter, but that was rare. All Welsches had brown hair and brown eyes. Their naturally tan bodies were the color of the dirt. Clothing here was always brown or the shades of the leaves at harvest time. Silk and other fine fabrics were prized possessions and rare. My nightgown had been my mothers and after several alterations was a present for my 18th birthday. As I watched my mother I couldn’t help but feel like a cast out. I had been found by a traveler that had happened to be passing by and heard my cries. He brought me here to Ta’lana to find a home. Coming across my parents’ farm on his way to town, he stopped to ask for milk. Unable to have children of her own, my mother had become the town’s godmother to all the children. She told me often that I had been an answer to her prayers. I didn’t know of what heritage I came from, only that I was different. My six foot figure towered over the locals. I kept my white hair short and pulled back even though strands would fall into my face on a regular basis. My mother had been so upset when I cut my hair at the end of harvest season. She loved to sit in front of the fireplace each night and braid my long flowing locks. A smile crept across my face as I headed out towards the barn. My hair would be the same length it was by the end of harvest season this year. I had taken over the farming for my father after his incident with the plow last season. Now he would hobble around with his cane cursing up a storm about not being able to do the farming any longer. Though he would contently sit on the porch and bark orders to me. Not only was my height drastically different from the natives of Ta’lana, but my eyes were a brilliant blue, almost white color. At night they would shine like the stars. I had startled my parents on many occasions. My skin was a pale cream white regardless of how many hours I spent in the sun and my body had transformed into a firm and muscular frame when I had become of age. The barn smelled of freshly cut hay and the horses were already baying for their breakfast. I quickly went about my chores and stopped by the hen house to gather fresh eggs for my mother. When I entered the house, my father was already sitting at the table smoking his pipe and discussing the day’s business with my mother. I assisted my mother in finishing and serving breakfast before sitting at the table. I ate quietly listening to my father chatter on about the weather. A chill ran down my spine suddenly. I looked up from the table and at my parents, neither seemed to have felt the same. I tried to push the uneasy feelings out of my mind as I cleared the table. “Now Jess, don’t let those stubborn old bucks lead you today. They’ll walk in a zag if you don’t be assertive.” I smiled as my father started his morning ritual. I helped him into the rocker on the porch. “And you don’t have to walk so slow that the seasons come and go either…” I chuckled to myself as I left for the barn. Today was going to be long if he was already into two rants. Girl or Gargoyle Ch. 02 As I sat around the fire with my parents my thoughts returned to the darkness and hatred I had felt. The uneasy feeling had never left and now was twisting a knot in my stomach. I tried to enjoy the warmth and company of the evening. Taking note of my mood, Mother began to braid my hair, short though it was. Our pleasure was interrupted by a horrible scream. Jumping up I ran towards the door, behind me came my father. ‘What the bloody hell?" My father reached for the door. "Where did that come from?" I reached out to stop him. Watching out the window I couldn't see anything. There was a gathering darkness around the barn that I had never seen before. "Maybe I should go alone." It was a statement more then a question. Reaching for my dagger I left by the door I opened the door slowly. "I'll be right back." I said softly as I stepped out. My heart raced as I crossed to the barn. The closer to the barn I got, the less I could see. A sudden wave of emotion took over me. Compared to the feelings of earlier, this was like a shock wave through my body. My blood ran cold through my veins and every muscle in my body was tense. Before opening the barn door I looked back to the house. I may have been thousands of meters away, I couldn't see anything. As I turned back toward the barn the smell of blood and death began to seep through the planks. Suddenly the doors burst open. A black creature stood in front of me. It stood like a man but it resembled a wolf. Blood dripped from its mouth and over its chest matting the already snarled fur. My vision began to blur. Something deep inside me came alive with hatred and the desire to kill. My motions came naturally as the beast sprang at my. With a thud it fell to the ground. There was a faint scream. Was that me? No, I turned toward the house. Three of the black monsters were running full force towards the door. Girl or Gargoyle Ch. 03 I tried to hide my face as I stepped out of the privy. I moved to the fireplace and sat in my father's chair. Laying my head on the back I could smell the musky sent of smoke. Sighing I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes I saw him. Sitting up, I must have had a surprised look on my face. "Would you prefer the previous form?" He was smiling from ear to ear. "I figured this would make talking easier." He sat in the chair across from me. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Robert of the clan Sye." My dream lover was there in front of me and was the same being as the mystical creature? My head was racing and was beginning to hurt. I rubbed my forehead trying to grasp my mind around this concept. "Are you unwell? Perhaps I should..." Robert was standing when I looked up. "No, I'm alright. This is just all so much to take in." My voice trembled slightly. He moved to squat beside me. His eyes full of concern, he brushed the strands of loose hair behind my ear. I watched his glowing green eyes. The same eyes that I had imagined in my dreams and the same eyes I had seen in the being that had been here before. Cautiously I reach out to touch his face. He didn't move as my fingers traced his facial features. "I dreamt of you." It was barely auditable. Smiling he waited for me to finish exploring his face. I knew every curve of his face, every shadow. My emotions were jumbling together. I didn't know whether I wanted to push him to the ground and ravage his body or run away. Suddenly I was snapped back to reality and I withdrew my hand. "What's you name?" He moved back to sit in the chair. "Jessica." "Jessica. That's a very pretty name." He paused. "I've been looking for you Jessica. If I had known that you were a woman I might have found you sooner." Looking for me? How could he have been looking for me? I had been found on the side of the road, a cast away! As if he were reading my thoughts, "First, let me explain what you are and what happened." I nodded not knowing what to say. I sat silently as he spoke. He spoke of a dark wizard that had created the wolf-like creatures. Slowly he told me of life as it had been, before the war between Liken and Gargoyle. He explained that during an attack on a mixed clan, those who had escaped previous raids, only one female was able to flee. In her arms she carried her only child. She had attempted to reach the small hoards of the north when she too came under attack. Fearing for her babe, she hid it along a well traveled path before leading the Liken away. A small army had been formed by the northern hoards and had happened to come upon the wounded mother. After driving off the attackers, the mother told of her babe with her dying breaths. Robert's father had been among the army and vowed to find her child. After his death, Robert went looking for the only hopeful member of his species still in the northern parts of Kinderwood. He sat back in the chair after finishing. I sat quietly, thinking on the vast knowledge I had received, seeing if I believed the story. I had been lost in thought and hadn't noticed Robert leave to prepare breakfast. "Try and eat. We leave as soon as you are ready." The tone had been commanding, but even so, full of concern. Slowly I ate wondering where we would be going. I hadn't finished eating when Robert headed for the door, a small pack over his shoulder. "Let's go, we've no time to waste." That being said he stepped out into the sunlight. Pausing a moment I set the plate onto the floor. 'No sense in cleaning.' I thought to myself as I gathered myself and followed. After adjusting to the light I saw that Robert had changed, back to his Gargoyle form. I stood watching for a moment. I saw now in full clarity that his skin was a deep and rich brown. His wings unfolded to reveal a soft creamy brown. His massive body was muscular, his arms easily as large as my body. He turned and looked at me. He was stunning beautiful in a manner that I hadn't thought possible; his green eyes shown like emeralds against his dark face, his hair blowing lightly in the breeze. I found myself gazing at the bulge between his legs. He wore now only pants that clung to his thighs like they were about to burst at any moment. A slight chuckle made me aware of the fact that he knew what I had been looking at. Blushing I looked away. "Come, let's go." He held out his hand. Stepping forward I timidly placed my hand in his. In one swift move he took me into his arms as he had done before, this time with a little less tenderness. "Where are we going?" I was almost afraid to ask. There was no reason to stay here and the memory of my previous life would have haunted my every minute if I were to stay. Smiling, he didn't answer my question. Instead in one powerful step we were air born, his massive wings carrying us higher and higher. As the ground became but a distant sight, I clung tightly to Robert's massive neck. At my fright his arms tightened around me. "I won't let you fall, at least not to the ground." A smile played across his face. I winced at the thought of being released into the air. His fingertips began to trace lightly against my side in reassurance, I thought. Girl or Gargoyle Ch. 04 I had the strange sensation I was flying as I opened my eyes. The wind was rushing in my face and the trees were passing quickly on all sides. My heart raced as I tried to rise up. "Take it easy!" Robert almost shouted, "Keep wriggling and I won't be able to hold on!" As all the events of the last few days came rushing back I froze. After a moment his grasp lighted and I settled back into his arm. My head was aching and my body burned with an icy flame. As my head began to clear, Robert had slowed and was now hovering over a courtyard. I hadn't even seen the castle as we had approached. With a graceful thud Robert landed, his wings stirring up miniature dust storms. Tenderly he let me down being sure that I had my footing before letting go. A short man hobbled over to us. "Ah, Robert you've returned! 'N' none too soon might I add. The lads are restless and troubles afoot." An odd accent was only the beginning oddity of the elder man. His face was scared and he wore an eye patch over his left eye. A sword hung over one hip and several dagger handles could be seen along the other and his waist. With a nervous glace, he side stepped around me to Robert's side. "There was another attack. This time up north, they're getting closer and bolder. Runned straight through a town in the middle of the morn they did." Robert smiled a patient smile. As I looked around I could see multiple shapes along the shadows of the castle walls. On several I could make out the shapes of wings or tails. When I turned back to face the two men, Robert's shape had shifted and he now had the older man by the shoulder. "...she's a seer, she said she dreamt of me...no she doesn't seem to...yes, she has to be his child, there's no other..." They were speaking so softly I couldn't make out much of what they were saying. Without being completely obvious I tried to listen closer. "Robert, it's good to see you again my son." The voice was like a coo from a dove. I turned to see a beautiful woman in a dark green dress approaching. Her hair was black and pulled lightly back in ribbons. Her eyes and skin were a magnificent black silk, even reflecting the sun as if silk. I was in shock at the exotic beauty this woman possessed. Robert stepped to her, quickly taking to one knee and kissed her outstretched hand. "My Queen, I too am glad to be in your acquaintance again." His voice was full of reverence and respect. I tried to conceal my laughter at the over-dramatic phrasing of his words. She must have heard my snicker because she stepped towards me. "And who is your guest Robert? Have we found our prodigal daughter, as it may be?" She smiled lovingly at me as her hand cupped my face. Robert cleared his through, "My Queen, I do believe she is the one. I have not..." She held up a hand to silence him, and that it did. Who was this woman that had this much power? "Please, child, what is your name?" "Jessica, my Queen." I bowed slightly, not wanting to see the wrath of an offended woman. Her laugh was like bells ringing and she reached out for my hand. "Child, it is I that should be showing respect. What do you...no. This is neither the time nor the place to be discussing this. Please, come, Robert will show you where you can rest and freshen up." Holding out my hand in hers, Robert took my hand and lead me away as if I were in a princess in one of the fairytales I had been told. After we were out of ear shot of the congregation, I asked Robert what she had meant. He merely laughed and said I could ask her later. Robert led me to a room on the east wing of the castle all the way up the tower. As we walked up the steps he told me the history of the castle and how it had once been the home of one of the most powerful clans in all of history. When we finally made it to the room Robert opened the door, but stood in the hall. Puzzled I looked at him. "Um...would you like to come in?" He stood there a moment longer, his hand on the door and lips pursed. Looking at me with wide eyes I couldn't tell whether he was nervous or excited. He finally stepped into the room, closing the door lightly behind him. As I turned to observe the luscious room I heard a faint click behind me. Turning my attention back to Robert, he rushed towards me and took me in his arms. Smiling I looked at him and kissed him lightly. The room seemed to start spinning as we stood there kissing. In two swift movements Robert untied my clothing and they fell to the floor in a soft swish. Picking me up in his arms I wrapped my legs around him. His hands moved up and down my back before down to grab a hold of my butt. With a few quick steps we were to the large four post bed that dominated the room. As he laid me onto the bed he bent to kiss my neck. Sighing I ran my hands over his shoulders. Slowly he licked and kissed his way to my nipples which he lovingly suckled. I could feel the internal fire growing with every touch of his lips. I laced my fingers through his as he rose back up to kiss me. Our breathing was heavy and our kisses passionate. I pulled at his shirt and he quickly removed it. I ran my hands over his muscular chest, watching my pale hand run over his dark tanned body. Pulling him back to me I kissed at his lips and face as my hips began to grind against him. Pushing against him I rolled him onto his back. Sitting on his stomach I watched as his eyes gazed over my body. His hands ran up my thighs and sides to caress my breasts. My head rolled back as I covered his hands in mine. Licking my lips I ran my hands down his arms before reaching back to undress him further. He was shaking as he helped me remove his pants. Smiling I leaned down and kissed him. "Is something wrong?" I gazed into his eyes as my hands grabbed at his shoulders. He shook his head 'No' but didn't say anything. Taking his hand I placed in near my inner thigh. Softly his fingers began to lace through the soft mound of hair. Reaching back I touched the shaft of his swollen member. He closed his eyes and moaned at my touch. Giggling at the sight I moved so that he came to rest against my backside. His hands were on my thighs, his thumbs softly caressing as he squeezed. Lifting my body up, slowly his member rubbed down my body before popping forward. I lowered my body back down to rest on the lower parts of his now throbbing member. Closing my eyes I began to grind my hips forward, the shaft slipping between my legs to rub against my own throbbing center. Soon the shaft became wet from my sweet arousal. Robert's hands had moved to my hips, pulling me forward on him. I reached down and took a hold of the head. My hand was sticky from his lubricant leaking out. As I tightened my hand around him, he moaned. As I grinded against him I slid my hand up and down the shaft in rhythm with my movements. He was now moaning and sweat began to trickle from his face. Stopping I pumped my hand over him one more time before moving it up to my lips. He opened his eyes to see me licking his salty delight and shuddered, as did I from the taste. After I had licked all his delicious come from my hand I lifted myself to center over his shaft. Reaching down I pointed him at my entrance and slowly lowered myself onto him. With every inch that entered me, my body became live with desire. Slowly I took him in, rising up every few inches to be able to have them reenter my body. When I finally felt his body against mine I was covered with sweat and he was covered in my juices that had leaked down his shaft and over his lower body. Reaching up he took a hold of my hips and as I rose to the very tip of his member he pulled me down forcefully and began grinding. I let out a loud moan of desire. Again and again I rose and descended until my body was shaking so badly I could hardly move. Careful not to break our bond, Robert rolled me to my back. He began to pump himself in and out of my body and with each thrust my moans became louder. "Oh Robert! Yes! Oh, don't stop." I whispered in his ear over and over. Soon we were thrusting at a vigorous pace. Between breaths you could hear the soft squishing noise as our mixed liquids seeped to the sheets. Robert began to moan and shake as he neared his peak. With his last thrust I wrapped my legs around him and help him close. He clasped into my arms, breathing deeply and shivering. We lay there holding one another until there was a knock at the door. "Sir Robert, you and your lady's presence is requested in the dinning room. A bath is drawn along with clothing." Clearing his throat Robert told the voice that we would be down momentarily. As he rose our bodies clung together as if held by sap. Rolling over he chuckled. "Did you know that is the first time I have copulated as a human?" Smiling I moved to straddle his waist. "Is that a bad thing?" He smiled devilishly, "Just image what I'd be like in my natural form!" I laughed. "Let's go find out!" He stood and we headed for the privy.