Myths and Gargoyles Jamie Hawke (i read a book .TXT) 📖

laughed. “What, tell Red? She’s the biggest slut I know. Don’t tell her I said so though! But… yeah.” She laughed then looked down again, worried. “It’s not gonna, like, splurt on me, is it?”

“Only if you keep doing that, and faster. But… we don’t have to get to that point. Remind me again, what’s our situation exactly and what have you fucked up?”

“I’m on your team, you could say. You’re the Protector, the first male since I came on board, and you’re supposed to have a team working with you. It’s how Myths have survived this long, and the only way to keep on surviving.” Her hand was going faster now as she spoke, stroking me harder and with more passion. It was getting hard to focus, but I absorbed what I could.

“Okay, so you and Red are the team.”

“For now,” she said. “You’ll want more, and Red has some ideas of who we’ll need. The Swan Princess, for instance, though the enemy’s been targeting her for a while.”

“The… swan…” My body shuddered, pleasure warming in my thighs, my abs tightening, “… princess?”

“Right. Among others, and….” She stopped, focusing on jerking me off, and said, “Wait, are you close?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Because this is their car. This will be perfect. Turn if you can, to face me. Kinda, yeah, like that.”

She had me on my side, hips kinda in the air, and then she was going hard and fast, and started asking if she was doing it right. I just closed my eyes, moaned, and felt the orgasm hit. My cock throbbed with each release, my hands clutching leather, and then she was slowing, and I was done.

I opened my eyes to the sound of her laughter. She had this look in her eyes like she’d just opened the best Christmas present ever, or went to Disneyland for the first time. But this was far from that. She was excited because, if she were to be believed, she’d just made a man cum for the first time. More than that—she’d managed to move my dick around with the various spurts so that my jizz was all over the back of the car.

“You’re twisted,” I said, laughing.

“What, you didn’t like it?”

“Anytime you want to do that to an enemy’s car, I’m ready,” I said, moaning again as she gave me one last tender caress, and then we exited the car.

“Come on, there’s a safe house nearby,” she said, waiting for me to tuck myself away and stagger out after her. My legs were like jelly, my body still all tingly.

I caught up with her near the end of the block. She suddenly turned and grabbed me, pulling me close and kissing me passionately. Her hands went through my hair, then ran down my back and grabbed my ass, while her tongue explored mine ferociously. When she pulled back, I looked around worriedly.

“What, are they close? Was that to hide us?”

She laughed. “No, I just can’t get that image of your face, the way you looked when you were orgasming, out of my mind.” Her fingers lingered on my earlobe, and she gave me one more quick peck on the lips. “Sexy.”

“Are we like, a thing now?” I asked, as she took me by the hand and led me around the corner. This time she shoved me aside, diving after me as two black cars drove by, pulled a U-turn, then drove down the street where they’d find the car we’d just left for them. “Shit,” I said at seeing this.

“A thing?” she asked, still squatting out of sight in case they returned.

“You know, I mean… I haven’t done this in a while, and the only two girlfriends I’ve had were also the only two hookups I’ve had.”

She scrunched her nose. “Girlfriend… Huh.”

“No?”

“Is that what you want?”

“I… I don’t know. We just met.”

“Exactly.” She beamed. “No labels. Come on.” She was up again, pulling me to dart across the street.

Halfway across the street, however, another black car came swerving around the corner. Pucky was pulling me, time starting to slow—and then it wasn’t and our connection was gone as she stumbled forward, hitting the far curb as the car slammed right into me.

6

Being hit by this car was nothing like I’d expected. As it approached I tried to go faster, to jump or do anything I could to avoid it, but it felt like a magnet pulling me toward it and freezing me in place at the same time. When it made impact, I didn’t go flying and I didn’t roll up onto the windshield.

Instead, the car seemed to go right through me, and then I was inside the limousine-like vehicle, falling into a seat in the rear, time outside seemingly frozen. Sitting across from me was a woman with horns similar to Pucky’s, but longer and twisted, her skin purple. And next to her, staring at me through thick glasses, hair receding but with high cheekbones and broad shoulders, was a man in a suit like the others.

He simply smiled wide, revealing perfectly white teeth—one of them chipped—and said, “You’re welcome,” as he held out a hand for me to shake. At my confused stare, as I desperately looked around, he added, “For saving you.”

“And you are?” I asked.

“Special Agent Torrind,” he said, still holding his hand out. “I run the Bureau that has been set up to ensure the safety of humans, like yourself, against the likes of the one we saw trying to abduct you.”

“And you want to kill them all,” I said. “Why?”

Finally, he let his hand fall, eyebrows furrowing so slightly, it was barely perceptible. “Whatever they’ve told you, you have to realize that it’s them versus us. They are a plague. Toxic to our survival.”

I’d already made up my mind back in the car with Pucky. If there was anything toxic here, it was this fuckface. The doors were locked but oddly, the car still hadn’t moved. His eyes darted sideways to the window, and I