Greg… His nest, The Lair

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“Come here.”

She moved closer as he controlled his breathing to remain normal. “Do you know you’re sexy as fuck?”

“Mmm, I like that.” His mate straddled his lap and sunk down onto his cock.

Their sensual foreplay had started in the bath they shared. Now, in their bed, Greg fought a nigh addiction he’d staved off all day to be deep inside his mate.

He closed his eyes in prayer that his body wouldn’t explode into a million pieces at the feel of her love taking him inside. She began to swivel her hips in a slow dance.

Greg took in a few breaths and calmed his beast. Zia’s body was tight but welcoming. When she took his hands and placed them on her hips, he began to help move her up and down.

“I’m so wet for you.” Her hips found an easy rhythm as she began to ride him. “I need to confess. I came close to losing you. I almost didn’t make it.”

“Shh, never, my love. I would have spent eternity searching for you. I wouldn’t have given up.”

She stopped moving to look him in the eyes. “Greg, I was in the Divine gateway. There wasn’t a clear way without dying for you to get to me.”

His assessment had been correct. “I knew you’d been there. Did you meet the great serpent?”

Shock greeted him as she considered his words. “How did you know?”

“It’s your aura. You’re bursting with the Kundalini energy. Your body is hotter than ever. No mere humans can sustain that heat without damaging their temples. You’re kissed by the serpent and blessed by the Goddess. I can see the change all over you.”

He took a moment to revel in his mate’s beauty and new mantle of wisdom and knowledge. She stared back and nodded.

“I get it. You’re such a sapiosexual.”

His smile must have been huge for the sensation of his facial muscles pulling to have the impact they did. “True, but you knew that about me when we met.”

“What I knew was that you were and are the wisest man I know. For the life of me, I couldn’t reason out why you’d want me when I was as clueless as a gnome having a seizure. Now I get it. You always saw my potential. You find my access to wisdom and knowledge sexy.”

“Yes, thus my sexy as fuck comment.” She giggled, and the sound shot straight to his heart. The effect rendered him somber. “Zia, I’ll not lie. When the explosion in that cage happened, I thought I’d lost you. It was only the prompting of the Goddess to keep the faith that I was able to hold on. I was helpless to do anything, but you found a way to come back to me. You made it back safe and with our babe.”

She leaned over to kiss him with the sweetest lips. “My darling mate, nothing and probably not even death could have stopped me from getting back to you. So much happened on my journey to enlightenment. I want and need to tell you all about it, but for now, I need to be with you in mated bliss more. Please, make love to me. Don’t hold back anything from me, from us.”

Her words unlocked the chains that had held back his beast for all this time. With a roar unbridled, Greg picked her up and pinned her to the bed.

“Don’t fear me. If it’s too much, tell me to stop and I will,” he almost growled as his voice became heavy with the energy of his beast nature.

She nodded and gave him the smile of a lifetime.

Words dissolved into their background as he began to savor and ravage her body with his. Before a thought could form about what he wanted, his mate answered with her body moving to grant him access.

Greg moved down to taste her sweet nectar. As he teased, licked and sucked her sensitive pearl, Zia expanded her essence to build a cocoon of love around him. Never before had he experienced the feminine gift of wisdom and creation like this. His mate’s power matched his own perfectly.

Her hands roamed through his scalp, massaging, tugging, and kneading as he continued to feast at her opening. Waves of love and gratitude crashed over him as he worshipped at the entrance of his mate’s core essence.

The Goddess had provided mightily. Where he’d been enraptured with Zia as his mate before, the evolved version of her had him addicted with the headiness of her being.

Zia in her awakened and enlightened state was a force comparable to the most honored Gryphon of all time. The thought of him being mated to her opened his consideration up to achieve more. More of everything. Greg relished the thought of having to strive to keep up with his mate as her intellect and consciousness continued to grow and expand.

Bliss wasn’t adequate to convey how excited and grateful he was for their mating. The Goddess continued to reveal how perfect her ways were with each new day.

Zia’s body beckoned to him to rejoin with her. He obeyed, loving how their level of communication had also evolved. Not only did they have a strong neural link, but they could also use imagery to send complete and complex communication to each other in a flash.

As he entered his mate’s waiting body, Greg locked eyes with her to see challenge, adventure and long length of glorious days ahead of them. Their bodies linked together in a tight seal as sexual enjoyment embraced them.

They traveled the realm of sexual arousal with an unhurried pace, taking time to explore and enjoy different sensations and approaches to sharing themselves with one another.

When he plunged into Zia’s hot body with enough force to make the bed slam against the wall, Greg stopped.

She pressed an image to him that made him pause.

“Are you sure?” he dare ask.

“Yes, please?”

“I’ve never—“

“Do it for me?” she asked with a voice laced with pleasure.

He nodded and released another one of his many restraints. She held him tight as they resumed their lovemaking. Greg easily went past the last boundary he’d installed to open up more to his mate.

Zia continued to pull on him for more. He didn’t deny her. More arousal than he’d ever allowed himself to experience poured out of him into his willing mate. Greg’s beast roared approval as she drove her body in, taking him in all the way to his base into her willing channel.

“On top of me,” she breathed as they crashed into each other.

He flipped her fast without breaking their feverish rhythm. He shook off the desire to keep this level of pleasure.

“No, that’s what I want,” she cooed. “Please?”

He couldn’t deny his mate, but this wasn’t something he’d ever done or heard of. Still, she sent her pleas into him to pierce his resolve.

“Yes,” was the word he broadcast to her knowing.

Greg hadn’t thought it possible, but Zia gained even more vigor as she pursued their next summit together. He said a quick prayer to the Goddess for no harm to come of this.

Then he gave in.

Greg’s wings exploded out of his back with a velocity of force and majestic power. His mate’s body sizzled with intense pleasure at the sight. Zia wrapped her arms and legs around him and bucked.

He lifted them with ease until they hovered over their bed in the air. She obeyed his lead as he positioned her in a manner that wouldn’t wreak havoc on the laws of aerodynamics, physics, or gravity as they transitioned to a vertical position.

Once adjusted, his mate became a wild woman. She attacked their lovemaking with a new level of voracious hunger. Who would have thought that his mate had a thing for wings?

Her masterful pursuit of pleasure rendered him incapable of minding how and where he floated them to. Unable to concentrate on contemplation on such matters, Greg made the quick choice to bring them back down to the bed with wings intact.

Once she realized they were back on the bed, Zia made use of the supported platform to ravage him into a love-drunken stupor. His mate did things to him and his wings that had Greg trembling with pleasure overloads.

How she knew what to do to hit pleasure points on his wings was beyond him, but she went about her play with precise expertise. In a role-reversal for the ages, his Zia began to school him on Gryphon lovemaking.

He had to remember to breathe as she used her tongue to stimulate the highly sensitive flesh where his wings sprouted from his back. Like a harp, she plied the optimal pressure and sensation to parts of each wing that made him release sounds that oddly resembled notes. Any musical ability had been foreign to him before this encounter.

“I love you to everlasting life,” she whispered.

He released the pent-up energy he’d held in reserve to restrain his beast. His roar bellowed enough for the vibrations to disturb their bed.

“Yes, my love. That’s what I want. I want you to trust me, trust us.”

Instead of the savagery, he’d known for so long. A concentrated stream of intelligent life force transferred from him to her. They connected on a higher level of knowledge as the eagle-eyed perception and perspective of his life unfolded to invite her in.

Zia ran into his offered space with joy he hadn’t expected. She basked in the complex areas of his essence. He laid bare before her as she partook of his dark and deep side. Zia comforted his anger, related to his frustrations, and supported his needs for love, belonging and total acceptance.

Their eyes locked as she sent him assurances of her committed love and support. Nothing he was scared her. No longer did he need to keep his volatile side pressed down. She saw him and embraced him.

This time when they kissed, Greg sensed the mutual transference of parts of their being. They gave of themselves and accepted in kind. Zia poured her love and nurturing into him. He couldn’t resist pouring his patience and protection into her. They ate at the seat of mated compassion, each accepting what they lacked and giving what they needed and had in abundance.

She moved back to face him as Zia retook one of her favorite positions. With her legs wrapped around him and his cock firmly seated deep into her channel, his mate began to move her body once more. She kept an unwavering gaze into his eyes as they mounted another summit of love together.

He held her tight as he pleased, free from the fear of hurting her, as they moved in tandem. Higher still they rose to chase their rising orgasm. Her body increased in temperature as they rode each other harder than ever before.

Connected to each other’s thoughts and bodies, they played with varied pace and intensity until the coming mutual climax could be denied no longer. Greg held her sweat-slickened body to escort them to their final destination.

Unable to control himself, Greg roared again as the climax blinded him for a moment. Never experience before sensations overtook him as he swam in the sea of sexual satisfaction. It took longer than he wanted for his faculties to come back online.

When he did, Greg realized Zia slumped over him in a limp daze. Wisdom prevailed to stay his hand from moving her. He tuned in to connect with her vitals. The smile that brightened his features wasn’t comparable to the joy of knowing that she floated in a sexual aftermath of blissful nirvana.

They had reached a climax so powerful that it had ushered them into the hallowed realm of sexual freedom. Gryphon wisdom prevailed to assure him that they would be able to enter without restraint from now on freely.

Zia began to rouse as he noticed a lazy smile plastered on her face. When she came to enough to open her eyes, his mate looked up to find him watching her with intense interest.

“Did you feel that?” she asked. “We pierce the veil of sexual heaven.”

“I know,” was all he said.

Her smile remained in place. “Let’s do it again.”

Laughter exploded out of him. “My love, I promise you we will—after we attend to bodily needs. We’ve been down here for two days. I cry uncle in favor of food. What say you?”

She rose to look around the dimly lit space. He watched with rapt attention. Zia scratched her head. She continued to stare off into the distance for another moment and then said, “Yeah, I am hungry and need to pee.”

“See, even though we can access higher realms of consciousness, our bodily forms still rule.”

“That is so true, my Gryphon.” She leaned in to kiss him. “Now, feed your woman.”

She put her arms up for him to lift her out of bed. Greg did and carried them into the bathroom to prepare to emerge from their love nest.

It was an hour later than they emerged to go to the first floor in search of nourishment.