Pandora can feel the emotions roiling in Ob's head... he fears he hurt her; his tears betray the tenderness he feels for her. "Ob; I am alright... I... I was just surprised when the deamon self took control... even then it was me you wanted; and I must admit a part of me welcomed the brutality of your lovemaking."

She looked up into his eyes; a spark of lust still visible in their depths."Ever since the night you took me downstairs to the playroom and took me while I was bound and helpless; and we played dominance games; it awakened something I didn't know was there... I... I liked the way you forced me"... she whispered," I was not totally appalled by the daemon tonight; your size was surprising; and there was some pain; but it was exciting too... you wanted me in every way... I could feel how insatiable you were; and it excited me...".

Pandora had lowered her eyes as she talked; ashamed to admit that a part of Ob he loathed was exciting to her;  "Obsidian; my husband... my Josephito; I love all aspects of you... we are bound heart and soul... we feel and read each others thoughts... you have captured my soul in every way that is you."

 "Yes, there is a little fear of the daemon; for I realize he wants to be always dominant and in control; but I think even in that guise you value me... I am yours... you know I am there for you; that I will always be by your side."

Pandora looks up again at Ob; seeing surprise and puzzlement in his expression; did she betray too much? Is he appalled that she welcomed the daemon's attentions? She sought only to ease his mind, to let him know she was alright with him in whatever guise he wore.

 Pandora moved slowly; her body betraying the aches she now felt from the assault; and Ob picked her up in his arms and strode from the attic room to their suite; oblivious to whether people saw their naked forms or not... he didn't say a word, laying her on their bed and turning on the shower to warm.....

Each thrust makes Pandora moan. Every moan makes him grip her hips harder, makes him pound up into her until she is nearly screaming. It doesn't matter if it is from pleasure, or pain. Pale blue irises darken, going nearly black, betraying the Deamon that still has more control of Ob, then he of it. He feels himself thickening, growing in width. Pandora writhes, whimpering, and Ob rises to his feet. His voice is little more than a growl as he murmurs in her ear.

"Does it hurt?"

She nods, whimpering. He rolls his hips, grinding into her as he shoves her against a wall.

"Good."

Obsidian pounds into his wife. She gives him what he needs, small noises of pain that seem to help keep Ob with her and not turning his need for dominance into a need to abuse. Her hands grip his shoulders, legs wrapped around pistoning hips. An orgasm takes her unaware, making her scream. Ob grins and tells her he isn't done.

"I am going to fuck you from behind, Mujer. Hard and deep." He tilts her chin up. "Open your eyes. Look at me."

Her eyes open slowly, fastening on his much more reptilian features, the long coils of hair, small tight scaling, and deep blue eyes. She swallows hard. Pandora brushes her fingers over his shoulder, yelping as she cuts a finger on the edge of a scale. Ob brings her finger to his lips and licks the blood away. She shivers, unsure if from desire, or a touch of fear.

He begins to pull out of her. Pandora bites her lips against the tight stretch of her channel. He growls in delight as she trembles under his hands. Her knees buckle when he is completely out and Ob picks her up, making her kneel on the floor. Pandora finally gets a good look at his cock. She gasps at the width, whimpering a bit. Ob strokes a hand down her back, then pushes between her shoulder blades.

"Ass up, spread those thighs."

Ob moves behind her, drawing a finger along thighs speckled with blood. The soft flesh is abraded from the fine scaling of his body. Part of him is upset at the sight. Another part is more than a little thrilled. He leans over her back, a hand gripped tight in her long mane of black waves. Ob rocks his hips, stroking his heavy erection between her thighs, the head brushing over her clit. She shivers, moaning softly.

"Don't make me possess you Bruha..."

She feels something pressing at her rectum. She tenses, fear licking against Ob's mind. Confusion also as she feels his cock rub her clit again, then press against her slit.

"Don't worry, mi amor. I am going to fuck you hard.... but it won't just be your tight cunt that gets reamed. I'm taking your ass too."

Pandora shudders. Ob's hands grip her ass, pulling her cheeks wide. She cries out as something firm shoves past her tight ring. Ob waits, letting her relax then begins to wiggle it deeper.

He hears the small sounds of  desire mixed with discomfort in her words. "Ob, what... what are you... doing?"

"Just wait, Bruha."

She shudders as something twists, pressing deeper, then pulling out slightly, only to thrust back again. She moans, rocking to the rhythm he sets. Ob growls, and on the next rock back, he thrusts his engorged cock deep, banging into her womb. Hand between her shoulders, Ob keeps her bent forward.

"Do you like it? Better than a toy... My tail is muy flexible.... You are sooo fucking hot, Bruha. I can feel your cunt sucking at my cock, trying to pull my seed right out of me..."

Pandora tries to buck back and Ob laughs. He leans over her, drinking in the feelings of passion, pain, fear, desire. His balls tighten, pulling up.

"OOOOH Fuck yeah..." His words are a growl and Ob licks her shoulder. He growls in her ear. "MY Bitch, My fucking whore. Such a hot piece of flesh..." One hand snakes under her, calloused palm scraping over tender breast, rasping against a distended nipple. He kneads her breast and thrusts harder as he feels wetness against his palm. Her milk has started to come. He purrs in her ear.

"Oh that is so... yess... fuck me back, Bruha. You know you want this."

He slides the wet hand lower and drags his fingertips over her sensitive nub. Pandora bucks wildly, impaling herself on his cock and tail. She screams, coming hard around him. Her gushing wetness spikes right through his limited control and Ob rams deep, shoving her flat on the floor. He cums, pump after pump filling her cunt until he pulls out and presses his cock head against her now vacated ass. He holds still, fighting for control and just keeping himself from filling her ass with something much bigger than his tail. Pandora pants, lying still beneath him.

Shifting slightly, Ob lets his cock slide upwards, pressing a throbbing shaft against the crease of her ass, rubbing as the last of his seed paints her lower back.

He licks lightly at her shoulder, listening to her breathing. Leaning his forehead against her shoulder he whispers softly. "I am sorry mi amor.I did not mean to be sooo. I had less control than I thought."

Pandora finally makes a move to turn. Ob helps her, gently easing her onto her back. His eyes are back to his normal pale blue, hair the tangled mass of jewelled strands. Dark flesh, not scales, cover his naked form.  Her clothing lies around them, the only thing not tattered is the skirt still around her waist.

She touches his cheek, wiping away sweat and the tears that drip slowly. Ob kisses her palm, praying he hasn't made her fear him.

Star watches as Mera walks towards the river hand in hand with Eite. She knew the little girl needed a dip in the water and Eite said there was a perfect place, a slow moving pool in a bend in the river right near the camp. Keon and Ky were going to watch for intruders just in case.

A light touch on her shoulder makes Star turn and smile. Erik was holding a squirming Ruarc, who since recently learning to take a few steps always wanted to be on the move. Erik gently pushes the hair away from Stars face. “They'll be fine.... you know she needs to swim now and then..”

Star nods, “I know. Its just that she is growing so fast.”

Taking her hand Erik leads her to a fallen log. “Lets just sit and enjoy some quiet.. .its been quite the trip so far...”

“It has...” Stars thoughts slip back to the afternoon and the meal shared with the Queens. It was hard to relax and enjoy things when both the Queens were present. Star felt like she was trying to be a referee when she wasnt even sure of the rules of the game. Luckily Tychus sat next to her and explained many things to her throughout the course of the meal. They had a plan to meet with Chiara and set up some sort of curriculum for the children. They would have several teachers for different subjects. Tychus thought it best to go ahead and start since Ruarc would learn from the older children as well. Erik said that made sense to him, laughing at memories of Tannr trying to copy everything he did.

After the meal, the Queens left, both having other duties to attend to. Titania had left a large guard so the group could spend the night and not worry about an attack. Star had watched as Inari excused herself from the table, presumably to change from her dress back into her more practical riding clothes. Star thought she looked beautiful in a dress, her long hair left down and pulled back simply away from her face. She noticed the looks her and Keon exchanged and had asked Ky about it.

“Well, its kind of hard to explain. I think there are some strong feelings there... but their backgrounds, stations in life, families...” Ky shook her head. “Its all pretty much insurmountable, no matter what they want. And toss in the fact that he used to be part of Mabs court and she has given body and soul to Titanias service...”

“Everything is so different here....” Star didnt understand and let the conversation drop.

She sighs, her thoughts and the days activities making her tired. She leaned against Erik watching Ru stumble around after some wood sprites. The smaller creatures were braver now that the camp was a little quieter.

The peace was soon interrupted by a squealing Mera, Ky carrying her upside down. She was dripping wet, laughing and carrying a small creature that looked something like a blue turtle.

“Mama Star! Look! Eite caught him for me...” Ky set the little girl down right side up. “But just to show you.. he has to go back in the water...”

As Star laughs and walks with Mera back to the river, Ky takes her seat on the log. She looks to Erik, “She seems a little overwhelmed...”

Erik nods, “I think so too, I am sure she would rather go home in the dark than stay any longer, but that wouldnt be safe..”

Shaking her head Ky says “No, that wouldnt be the best idea. Too many bad things come out at dark around here, especially for the unwary...We're safe in a group like this.”

Raina approaches and takes a seat on the ground, long legs folded under her. “Whats up?”

“We were just saying that Star seems a little overwhelmed by everything...”

Raina nods, “She'll be all right though. It takes some getting used to I imagine. Especially when you consider how shy she was...” her thoughts interrupted by the sight of Inari greeting a very handsome warrior, his smile bright and engaging, long dark hair that begged to be pushed out of his eyes.

“Who is that?”

Ky turns to see who Raina is watching and grins. “Thats Torin, commander of the Nighthawks, the one I was teasing Inari about.... I dont think we'll be seeing much of her tonight....”

Later that night, Alise stretches in her husbands arms. Stoney was curled around her, one of his large hands resting on her naked belly. He lets his hand slip a little lower, stroking tenderly he quietly asks.. “Do you want a little one?”

Alise's eyes fill with tears. She should have known better than to try and hide anything from her husband.

Stoney moves his hand to wipe her tears. “Allie... if you want a baby, its fine....”

All Alise could do was shake her head. When she had control of her voice she said. “But it is not fine. Tori says there are still ghouls about and now this... that evil woman...”

“Allie... my love, my heart.... I will take care of you and our family, no one will harm you or the children. Over my dead body will anyone get close to you again...”

“Its not you, I know you would do anything for us... its me. I let that ghoul in here. I should have been more careful. Tomas could have been killed before we even knew it. I could not bear it... if anything happened to the children... or to you... because of my stupidity...”

"Un, mon amour, YOU did not LET the ghoul in. He snuck in. Deux, Gargoyle children are very tough. Even halfbreeds. His body would have turned to stone to heal him before he would have died, and we would have been able to touch his mind easily to help him with the "sleep". Trois, that... woman... does not know anything about us. Or our friends.

Stoney pulls her close. *“Chaton, je suis, mais un homme, une gargouille. Mais si vous avez demandé pour le monde, je voudrais trouver un moyen de le mettre à vos pieds, enveloppé dans un arc d'or. Tout ce que j'ai est à toi. Notre amour a survécu, jusqu'à la vie après la mort. Si nous pouvons surmonter cet obstacle. Imaginez ce que nous pouvons accomplir ensemble ... Vous, nos enfants, et tout ce qui vient, c'est l'aventure de ma vie.”

Watching his eyes, Alise runs a hand through the long hair hanging down and moves it away from his face. She can feel the love and truth in his words. She nods slowly and his lips capture hers, and soon all coherent thought is impossible...

*Chaton, I am but one man, one gargoyle. But if you asked for the world, I would find a way to lay it at your feet, wrapped in a golden bow. All that I have is yours. Our love survived, even unto the afterlife. If we can surmount that obstacle, just imagine what we can accomplish together... You, our children, and whatever comes, that is the adventure of my life.

Stoney pulls Alise into his arms, tucking her against his chest. If he could take away her feelings of fear and anger, he would, but that is not what she would want, nor would it let Alise be the strong mother/warrior he knows is in her soul. A feeling of undefinable rage flashes over them. Alise jerks, looking up at Stoney's wide eyes.

"Chiot? *Qu'était-ce? It..."

Stoney holds her tighter. "Ob."

She blinks up at him. "Barbare'? Are you sure? It was almost... ^dérangé"

"I know how he feels, Chaton. But I am not part Deamon so my 'humeur does not even come close to his. First they strike at Tori, now the children... I know what Tannr plans, and I have a feeling Ob will be going with him."

Stoney hooks a chair with his foot and pulls it close. He drops into it, pulling Alise into his lap. He cradles her in his arms, knowing his next words would upset her.

"I would go also, but I know where my duty lies. You and  "nos petits are more important to me than life itself." He kisses her gently to keep her from speaking, knowing Alise would not shift into their minds, as she still does not use a mental touch instinctively.

A feeling of obsessive possessiveness sweeps over them both, again coming from Ob, and a surge of desire which tempers the rage. A shield suddenly slams down as Ob regains some control leaving the couple breathless. Stoney breaks the kiss nearly panting from his brother's reactions.

Licking salt from his lips, Stoney wipes away Alise' tears. "I am not going, mon amour. I am going to stay right here. I know Ob told Silk, and of course she will tell le Sorcier. Mortuis will advise us on how best to protect the family. You know he will not tolerate someone wreaking havoc in his town." He gives her a little smile, and rolls his eyes upwards, indicating the audience peeking between the railings of the upper stairs.

"Besides... I pity any one who thinks to mess with our children." he raises his head and calls out. "I see you. If you are going to spy on your Mère and Père you need to practice stealth. Come here you three. You might as well join us. After you apologize to Laila for trying to sneak off. She is standing right behind you."

Three heads turn, eyes wide as they look up at their nanny. Apologies given, they troop down the steps to stand before their parents.Tara stares from one to the other, holding tight to Tomas and Gracie's hands. Her brother gives her hand a little squeeze and she lets go of their hands to run to her parents.

Tears fill her eyes. "Mama' I felt everbody. Everone is mad!"

Alise pulls her up in her lap and Stoney motions for the others to come up as well. The trio wiggle for position. After a few moments, Stoney laughs.

"This is not working. Hold tight!" He stands, carrying a squealing wife and children to the couch and drops them in a giggling bundle. He wrestles his way into the pile, tickling wherever he can. Finally the family cuddles, Stoney and Alise telling their children how much they love them.

Alise's thoughts tug at his mind, even though she tries hard to hide them. She loves her children, often thinking it might be time to have another. Stoney knew she would bring it up when she was truly ready. Actually, had thought it would be soon. But her thoughts now are on how to protect Grace and the twins, and that perhaps it would not be a good idea to bring another child into their lives. She looks up as she feels the sadness that flits through Stoney's mind.

He gives a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. Later Chaton. I promise, we will talk later....


*What was that?

^deranged

'temper

"our little ones

Pandora has seen Obsidian angry before... indeed she has seen him as his deamon self; but somehow this anger is hotter... she knows its because it threatens his family... there is nothing on this earth that means more to him than her and the children... and that reaches beyond them to the extended family. He spent much of his life feeling separate and different than his desert peers; and now this world they have created together is a place where the gargoyles and their extended family have everything they desire to be happy, and threatening that has Ob livid.

Pandora clings to Ob as he kisses her hard; relaxing as she knows Ike has the children safely away and distracted. His grip on her is almost painful... he is holding her so tightly to him, but she weaves her hand into his hair and returns his kiss, feeling a little of the tension release as his hold loosens.

Soon the tension becomes something more and she can feel his erection against her belly... "Bruha, I want you now..." ...he leads her to a chair and loosening his jeans he pulls her forward and lifts her skirt, tearing the panties that lay between him and her moist nether lips... and lifts her up onto his lap; she moans as the head of his cock penetrates... and he shoves hard, impaling himself in her flesh.

Ob turns her face to him as he shoves his cock harder... and she sees that the deamon still has him under some control... for his eyes are still slitted... but the lips that capture hers are most definitely the lips of her loving husband. She feels the emotion still roiling in him... rage,love, desperate need to have her as close as possible at this moment....

The touch of his family recedes as Ob pulls his own thoughts tightly behind shields. They could all still feel his anger, but he refuses to let them be hurt by what rages within. He feels the Deamon rise within. He closes his eyes to keep the children from seeing his pupils slit.

He feels his wife's attention.  Turning his head slightly, Ob feels her approach even though he can't see it. Her hand touches his arm gently, taking in the trembling tension running through his body. His dark skin is hot and his eyes, as he opens them to look into his wife's face, verge on a change. He touches a finger to his lips, motioning for silence. Pandora nods, letting him retake control of his emotions before a change takes place.

Pandora raises his hand  and presses a kiss to his knuckles. He swallows hard, then leans forward to kiss the top of her head. Ob breathes in the aroma of the herbs in Pandora's personal shampoo. The trembling lessens, the lava flow of rage slipping back under his tight rein. Obsidian breathes deep, taking in the scent of her skin. Pandora shifts. Her lips meet his in a soft caress. Obsidian pulls her close, taking possession of her body.

Ike diverts Chloe's attention, getting her to help gather the ice cream bowls and a very messy Teri to go down to the kitchen to clean up.  Chloe looks back over her shoulder at her parents as Ike, bowls and Teri in hand, ushers her out of the room. The jewel toned strands of her hair pulse, betraying her worry. Teri reaches for his sister and she lets him wrap his hand around one of her fingers. Eyes bright with tears glance up at her aunt.

"Tia Ike?"

"Yes Chloe?"

"Pa'pa... Is he mad at me? for doin' magic?"

Ike frowns slightly. "No, he is proud of you."

Chloe shakes her head. "He feels..." Tears slip down her cheeks and Absynthe drops down to wrap herself around thin shoulders. The dragon nudges her head under Chloe's chin, rubbing like a cat. Chloe strokes her with her free hand.

Ike stops, stooping down to look her niece in the eyes. "Honey, your daddy is vera proud of you. He is mad at someone else. Someone who is not a nice person."

The little girl nods and wipes at her eyes. "Pa'pa is really mad though. I felt it. Ma'ma was scared too. Ma'ma made him better, didn' she?"

"How do you know Chloe?"

She gives Ike a little smile. "Because I heared, heard Ma'ma. She told Pa'pa that losing control wasn't going to help. That was right before she let him kiss her so hard."

Ike smiles sadly. "Your Ma'ma is a brave lady, Honey. Your daddy's anger is kinds scary..."

Chloe nods, eyes wide. Teri grabs a handful of his sister's colorful curls, pulling sharply. Chloe cries out at the yanks and Ike puts down the bowls to peel Teri's fingers from Chloe's hair. Several demifae arrive, following the scent of sweet and milk. They offer to take the bowls downstairs and Ike agrees, knowing the bowls will arrive licked clean.

Finally untangling Teri's fingers, Ike sighs. "Looks like both of you need a bath now. Come on. You can both play in my tub."

After a quick stop in the nursery for a change of clothes, Ike soon has the two splashing happily in her bathroom. Pandora touches Ike's mind, and the Gargoyle tells her to tend to Ob's rage. She had the children safely occupied.