Opera with my Gargoyle E-BOOK

Victoria loves the opera. The music calms her, and the touch of her Gargoyle husband relaxes her even more.

Théo enjoys teasing, and pleasuring his wife during the opera, where she has to remain quiet so they won't get kicked out.

Excerpt:

The first singer appeared on stage and started their part. My Gargoyle rested one hand on my knee, keeping his gaze fixated on the spectacle before us. I tried to focus on the music and listen to the stories the artist was trying to convey, but all I could hear was the blood pounding in my ears, my own breath rising, and his wings rustling behind me.

Ever so slowly, Théo caressed my knee, raising the fabric of my dress higher and higher until his icy hand touched my heated skin. His sharp nails scratched my soft skin, leaving behind thin red lines that only he would see. His hand dipped lower between my legs, and I granted him more access by placing my feet further apart on the carpeted floor.

My hands were resting in my lap, but they itched to touch him. I wanted to pull his hand higher and place it directly on my center so he could relieve my ache, but I had to be patient and watch the opera. After what felt like an eternity, his hand moved again. He caressed my naked skin, tracing a path with his claws on the inside of my thighs until it reached the fabric of my panties. 

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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between a woman and a Gargoyle.

Opera with my Gargoyle is a 3.2k words, short, erotic, Monster, exhibitionism story. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers.

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