Radley's Labyrinth for Horny Monsters, Annabelle Hawthorne [smart ebook reader TXT] 📗

what end? It would only waste more time, and he got the idea that she wasn’t going to see things his way.

It looked like he was going to have to help her out before he could go up above. He really hoped the others were doing okay. Mike lightly stroked Tink’s hair and smiled when she muttered in her sleep. “Okay, I agree to your terms in exchange for the release of my friends and that you never do anything to bring danger to the house. Also, safe passage if I or any of the others wish to come see you.”

“That…is an odd request.”

“You seem lonely,” Mike said.

Ratu’s posture shifted very slightly.

“If you were truly a solitary creature, you wouldn’t have chosen to come to a magic cave under a house full of people. I’m sure Asterion is nice enough, but he doesn’t strike me as much of a conversationalist.”

Ratu considered Mike for several seconds, then laughed. “You are an interesting human. Perhaps I will enjoy getting to know you.”

“So what now?”

“I have necessary preparations to make, and then we will depart. Feel free to rest in the pagoda until I am ready—you will be unsurprised to find that it is bigger on the inside.”

“Sounds about right.” Mike finished the last few bites of food on his plate, then pulled Tink into his arms. She shifted, pulling herself tightly against him.

“Husband,” she muttered.

Mike smiled, walking along the table and toward the pagoda. The area around it was surrounded by hanging cloths that flapped gently in the breeze generated by the burning braziers. Drawing close, the pagoda gave off a weird illusion, suddenly looking even taller now that he was up close. Stepping through the doorway, Mike stared upward in awe. The pagoda stretched as far as he could see, creating the illusion that he was staring into infinity. After climbing the stairs by the entrance, he found a small room lit by hanging lanterns with a large, comfortable-looking bed. Moving toward it, he knelt to set the goblin onto the soft red sheets.

“Wha—?” While Mike was laying Tink on the bed, her teeth clamped down on his shoulder. Growling, Tink pulled Mike into bed with her, her tail whipping around until she was on top of him, her hands pinning Mike to the mattress. She released his shoulder.

“Tink wait long time for husband,” she announced, her eyes narrowing. “Husband come for Tink. Husband love Tink.”

“Of course I do, but—hey!” Tink was yanking Mike’s pants off now, her back to Mike. He grabbed onto her hips to push her off when he felt her hands on his cock. She tickled the underside of it with one of her claws, then bent over, sniffing the air.

“Who is this?” Tink asked.

Mike suddenly felt ashamed but knew there was no reason to be. Tink didn’t care that he had sex with the others. To her, it was no different from watching TV or sharing Eggos with a friend.

“Uh…Sofia.”

“Ha! One-eye is a dirty girl. She say she think husband is dumb like rock, but Tink know different.” Tink sniffed again. “But who else?”

“Some fairies.” Tink was stroking him now, the bottom of her skirt riding up enough that when her tail twitched, he could see her buttocks on display.

“Ooh! Fairy make magic oil!” Tink tugged on Mike’s shaft and played with his balls using her other hand. Mike sighed, enjoying the wave of relaxation that was washing over him. It had been a long day, and it felt nice to slow down for a minute. He felt bad lying in bed with Tink while the others were in danger, but there was nothing he could do about it until Ratu was ready to go anyway.

“Do you want some?” Cerulea, who’d been tucked away in Mike’s collar, launched herself in the air, circling Tink. “You’ll have to earn it!”

“Ooh, pretty!” Tink held out her hand, and Cerulea landed gently in her palm. “Tink remember blue fairy! We make plenty of trouble.”

Uh-oh. Mike tried to sit up, but Tink pushed him back down without even looking.

“Fairy help Tink? Tink think husband brave, need reward.”

“Tink, I don’t…” Her tail brushed across his face, distracting him. He tried to grab it, but it danced playfully in front of his face.

“Husband come save Tink, Tink say thank you.” Scooting her rear up on his chest, she leaned forward to suck him into her mouth. Mike grabbed onto Tink’s hips, letting out another sigh. Tink teased the hole of his cock with her tongue, then used her teeth to tease the edge of his frenulum. Mike stroked her tail, rubbing his hands along the edge of her ass. She leaned forward even farther, revealing the edge of her pussy. Mike slid down his fingers to find it and teased her tight opening with circular movements.

“Ah!” Mike gasped—the familiar sensation of Cerulea grabbing the base of his cock with her hands and legs made him even harder, and Tink’s mouth was stretched to the limit to accommodate him. Tink growled, her mouth full of Mike’s dick. He was able to slide the tip of his forefinger into her snatch, and her growls amplified.

Tink pulled her mouth off him, pumping his shaft with both hands. “Tink show husband that Tink is best,” she declared. Cerulea squeaked when Tink grabbed her, sliding the fairy up Mike’s shaft and rubbing her across the head of his cock. “Tink get husband nice and wet.”

The fairy let out a shriek of delight when Tink forced her onto Mike’s cock, stretching the fairy down until her legs bounced against the edge of his balls. Mike groaned, his whole cock tingling with pleasure. Tink scooted around, turning to face Mike, her hands squeezing Mike’s cock through the fairy. Cerulea’s whole body was distorted, her face stretched into a giant grin.

“Tink always best,” she muttered, pushing Mike’s cock down against his stomach. After scooting forward, she trapped Mike’s cock in place with her pussy, rubbing herself against the fairy and