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I groan against Astra’s pussy, and she clenches around my tongue. Her plush thighs squeeze tightly on the side of my face, her hands fixed to my horns. I could easily break her hold on me, but this is exactly where I want to be.

“Oh fuck, Colossus…. my monster… mine…”

Astra cries out her orgasm, and the pigeons that make their home on the ledges of the bell tower scatter to the wind, the flap of their wings mingling with her cries as the sound echoes through the courtyard and the city beyond.

I didn’t exaggerate when I told Astra I wanted the city to hear her, but it was just as much for me as it was for her. Let the world know who is mine and who I belong to.

In tiny, lessening convulsions, Astra collapses back on the pillows, body limp and covered in a sheen of sweat. As she sees me move up between her thighs, she pushes herself up to a sitting position, reaching out for me once again. This time, I give her what she wants.

“Astra,” I growl out as her hand joins my tail on my cock.

My head drops back, and my wings unfurl for stability as her tight fist pumps the head of my cock as my tail works the base. Her fingers are nimbler, and the sensation is different as she focuses on the rim of my domed head. Pleasure reverberates through me, coming from my tail and cock, at times in tandem, other times not.

“Fuck, I’m close,” I grind out between my gritted fangs. “Where should I come, little human?”

“My chest, my stomach… I want to feel you all over.” She looks up at me with her big, pleading eyes, guiding my cock over her breasts.

My claws dig into the stone columns of the bell tower as I finally allow myself release. Roaring my pleasure, I spill myself in gushing spurts, coating Astra from her breasts to her belly, letting it drip down between her legs.

“Gods, you’re beautiful,” I groan, dropping down next to her when I’m finally spent.

I lose track of time. I’m too lost in the vision of my Astra, sated at my side and marked in my release, to notice the passing of the day. Finally, I grab a clean cloth and dampen it with the bottled water.

Astra’s eyes are closed as I clean her up. She responds only with little groans and grunts of enjoyment.

“You distracted me,my monster,” she says so softly, I don’t think a human could hear it. Then she looks up at me, and her expression has turned somber. “There are other things that might not work for you. What if I get the position and I have to move out to California? I could not apply—”

“Then I’ll go with you.”

“Just that simple? You must have friends or family here.”

“There are no gargoyles like me…I think,” I answer, shaking my head. “Either way, it wouldn’t stop me.”

“What do you mean ‘you think’? Could there be others like you?” She sits up eagerly, pulling out of my arms, the blanket dropping off her in excitement. “We should find them.”

“I know very little, Astra. I’ve lost all my memories of anything before I was placed on this tower.”

“So you might not be the only one. You might have family, others who have experienced what you’ve experienced.”

“Sometimes, I get flashes of what I can only guess is my past. I see other gargoyles like me there. Maybe friends, maybe enemies, I don’t know.” The sadness of likely being the only one of my kind no longer stings, not with my star beside me.

“We have to find them, Colossus.”

Her eyes are big with possibilities, the same look I’ve seen her get when she steps up to her wheel with a fresh block of clay. Only before, I had to watch from a distance and through glass. I’m hit squarely in the chest with the full power of it up close.

“They could all be long dead,” I say finally, not wanting her to get her hopes up.

“Or not. I’m good at researching things. Relentless, as my friend, Glynnes, would say, and I’m very nosy—”

“I know, my star. I know.”

“So we’ll figure it out.”

“Okay.” I pull her to my chest. “We will go to Los Angeles for your art, and we will somehow figure out my origins for me.”

“Exactly!” She slaps her hands on her thighs, and she is nearly vibrating with excitement. Then, a sudden look of uncertainty crosses her face.

“What is it, Astra?”

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