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I jump as I feel the hard tip of something touch my ankle. It takes a second, but I register it as Titan’s tail. The stone skin is hard and thick like leather, the ridges that ring it massaging my muscles as it circles my leg. He is warmed at the tip, like his tail somehow heats and swells with desire in the same way my pussy does in anticipation of what is to come.

“You know you can’t fuck my problems away.” I laugh through the tears, trying to regain control or at least composure.

“No, but it helps,” he rumbles softly.

I can’t disagree.

The hard tip of Titan’s tail slides up my calf, then over the sensitive back of my knee and up my thigh. He spends his time moving up the delicate skin of my inner thigh. I inch forward in his lap. I don’t want to feel so desperate for his touch, but it’s too slow.

“Tell me, baby girl. Were you a good girl today?”

His tail stops its ascent, rubbing small teasing circles against my skin, and I’m unable to think, let alone make sense of what I’m being asked.

“You were not to pleasure yourself, Julianna,” Titan says sternly. “Did you touch yourself without my permission?”

“Oh… oh, no.” I shake my head, eager to let him know I obeyed him.

“Not even in the shower? Wet and slick with soap, your pussy still aching from my tail and your ass red?”

“No, Daddy.” My voice drops to a husky whisper.

“Good girl.” He smirks.

I gasp as his tail moves higher. I squirm in between his thighs, needing to feel his ridges against my folds.

“I’m going to make you feel good, baby girl, but don’t move unless I say so, or I’ll have to punish you again.” Titan eyes me as I do everything I can to hang onto my control. “Do you understand?”

I swallow hard and promptly nod. My ass is sore in the most pleasant way, and I’m not sure I can handle more just yet.

“I want to hear it.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His tail moves swiftly, pushing the skirt of my dress up my thighs. It drops open at the slit, and the fabric is shoved up to my hips.

“You’re not wearing anything under this dress, are you?”

“You can’t with a dress like this.”

A wicked smile exposes his brilliant white teeth and highlights the sharp points of his fangs. His marble eyes grow darker. That was his plan all along.

“Spread your legs, baby girl,” he says roughly.

I tighten my grip on Titan’s shoulders as his tail slides over my pussy, playing along my wet seam. He applies a light, teasing pressure, urging me to spread myself wider. I suck in a sharp breath as his tail parts my folds, exposing me fully to him. I gasp as the cool air brushes against me.

“Good girl.”

I swallow hard, reminding myself that what he’s saying are just words and what we’re doing is just a game designed to end tomorrow night. Whatever I feel, it is temporary, just like I asked for.

He slides the ridged section of his tail over me from clit to entrance. I choke back a sob as the tip of him circles my hole. I want to feel what the thick bumps of his tail and cock will do once they are inside me. I circle my hips against Titan’s lap, feeling his length pressing through his loincloth and against the thin fabric of my dress.

“I want your cock, Daddy,” I beg. I sound desperate and wanton, and I don’t like it, but I also know there is no changing the need I feel. “How does it work between humans and Strange? Protection, I mean. I’m on the pill.”

“Baby girl.” He swallows hard, and when he finally speaks, his voice is husky and deep. “All Strange are free of human affiliations, and there has never been a gargoyle child. We weren’t created to procreate.”

“Oh,” I exhale, looking to see if there is any sadness on his stone face when he says it. I only find the heat of his desire, and relief surges through me.

Not that it should matter with someone I won’t be seeing again, but I don’t want children either.

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