Author's Note

Apologies for the delay, but here is the 3rd and final chapter that NineTailBeastBall and I promised you all. We did everything we could to at least expand the chapter a little and I hope you all enjoy it.

And as always l, thank you for your patience and support and remember to stay tuned for more stories and chapters to come in the future and keep bronying on everypony

Hot-Blooded Love

You didn’t dare avert your eyes from the dojo master, not even for a second. You can see the same look you once gave Gilda, the look of someone whose pride was damaged. The intense anger seemed to be coursing through his whole body. You on the other hand kept your cool, something you learned to do the hard way.

“Before we fight, let me just make one thing clear between us... I’m not the same self-centered brat I was yesterday. We don’t have to end this on a bad note and even we do, you’ll just end up hurting yourself,” you said, trying to reason with him.

“I don’t negotiate with weaklings, especially with a disgusting weakling who lost against one of my former students!” he hissed. This came as a bit of a shock to you, as Gilda never told you she was a student here.

“Alright then... whenever you’re ready,” you sighed.

“Not so fast! This fight isn’t just for revenge, so listen carefully. If you somehow beat me, which you won't, I will allow you to teach the students and grant you the deed to the dojo. However, if you lose, then you are to leave, not just the dojo, but Griffinstone as well and you are never EVER return,” he said firmly.

“...Understood,” you said, a bit shaken by the bad outcome.

“Wait, what the hell? Have you gone mad? You can’t agree to those stupid terms?” The female who defended you earlier protested, but you ignored her and prepared yourself.

“Dude don't do this! You might not know this, but he’s a dirty fighter when it comes to stakes like these! Listen to us, you gotta-” a male griffon said before he got cut off.

“Enough! No more beak outta you or I’ll throw all of you weaklings out!”

“You aren’t gonna do squat to them, they’ve done nothing but to deserve that. Now, let’s settle this man to griffon,” you said, assuming your fighting stance. The master took on his fighting pose and finally...

Both you and the dojo master step in quickly and launch your first attacks. You swung with a left roundhouse kick, but got knocked off balance by a flip kick and land on your back with a hard thud.

You quickly got back up in time to avoid the griffon’s fist, which managed to break a holo into the dojo floor. You threw a couple of punches, but those were obviously blocked and countered by an even harder counterpunch to your face.

With all this pain, it was almost enough to set off your temper. You tried to keep calm and composed as you dealt with the dojo master’s ruthless assault. You soon found yourself back on the floor. You quickly take advantage of your place on the floor to surprisingly knock him off balance with a sweep to his legs. You got up and backed away just before he nearly gets you with an upwards springing kick.

“This is the reality,” you said smiling. “As long as one stays calm, they can fight at their best. You lose your temper, you lose the fight.”

“Shut up you brat,” the middle aged griffon snarled as he got back on his paws. He lunges at you again but this time, you saw he unsheathed his toe claws and tries to claw at you, but you kept your eyes peeled on his every move. Unfortunately as he kept up his assault, there were a few times where you weren’t so lucky. Both your shoulder and your chest got slashed at and felt small blood droplets trickle down your body.

You take a deep breath and narrow your eyes onto the master and then moved at a faster pace, getting behind him and kick his lower back, sending him to his knees.

He grunted in pain, grabbing his back. You jump up in the air, perform a front flip and deliver the finishing blow with a double downwards kick to the head. He lets out a loud screech before he slumps down onto the floor, unconscious.

Panting heavily with blood dripping from your claw wounds, you looked down at the dojo master who laid defeated.

“And we have a WINNER!!!” Gilda shouted, lifting your arm up like a referee does at the end of a match. To your surprise, all the griffons cheered for you, even the three jerks who antagonized you since day one. You grew shocked since no one ever cheered for you for beating the snot out of anybody.

“Way to go, big guy!”

“Bravo! Bravo!”

You lost track of the compliments you got from the dojo attendees. It all just seemed so foreign to you. Looking down once again at the defeated master, you had a feeling there would be a few changes around here.

Just then, the commotion ended when everyone sees the dojo master get up, feeling a tad dizzy. You watch as he dusts himself off and looks at you with his mad expression. Although, he wasn’t as hostile as he was during the match.

“What are you waiting for? You obviously beat me, so why don't you just gloat already?” he asked, still frustrated. “If you're trying to show pity towards me, save it! I don’t need anyone else's pity, not even yours!”

“Because I'm not going back to being a bully or a thug who beats up people for the hell of it. Nothing good ever comes out of it,” you said. “I should know because I had to learn the hard way when I lost to Gilda. All I cared about was establishing dominance anytime I got in fights throughout my whole life.”

“Psh, it doesn't matter to me! I still lost and as a griffon, I must hold my end of the bargain,” he said before walking to the back of the dojo. You knew what was coming and you knew exactly what you were gonna say, but then Gilda places her hand on your shoulder, getting your attention.

“Let me handle this, you're still bleeding a bit aren't you?” she asked. You nodded and then sat yourself down with the rest of the students. At this point, you felt a bit dizzy after taking a thrashing earlier and losing a bit of your blood.

You groaned, placing your hand over your head, trying to stay awake. Gilda patted your shoulder with a smile.

“Easy pipsqueak, just take it easy. You're not doing yourself any favors if you keep trying to fight it. Just rest up and let your wounds heal. Ya got that?” she asked.

All you could do was nod and rest your head against the wall. Some of the students left to get some bandages and disinfectant, while one other left to grab some water. The dojo master hasn’t said anything else as he watched his students treat your wounds.

The dojo master comes back with a rolled up sheet of paper. He sighed in defeat and was about to give it to you.

“As promised, the deed is yours,” he said, but even though you did win, you shook your head and pushed the deed away from you.

“I can't accept ownership. At least with my current level of combat training. As much as I appreciate the offer, I think you should still be the owner of the dojo,” you said.

“What?! After what that bozo did to you? Have you lost your marbles?” one of the students asked in shock.

“You can’t just deny an opportunity like this, it might not ever come again,” another student added, trying to change your mind.

“You heard them, now take this stupid deed so I can pack my things and leave!” the former dojo master said.

“Well let me tell you something, “master,” I didn't come here to run you out of the dojo, all I really wanted was a chance to prove I could still work under you and that we could... set our differences aside,” you explained.

“Yeah, and wasn’t it you who built this place from the ground up and turned it into the, what was it you called it again, the “ultimate training dojo no griffon has ever seen?” Gilda asked. “This pipsqueak is right, you know. It’s never too late to set your differences aside.”

The dojo master went over to sit down on the floor, keeping his eyes on you and Gilda. Stroking his beard-like feathers, he gives it some thought on whether or not to accept the offer he's been given. He continued stroking his beard for another two minutes before he stood up. You all stayed quiet as you awaited his answer.

“Never in my almost 20 years as a teacher had any of my students had the chance to take my place. You may be rough around the edges, but I can see now that doesn't mean you can’t learn new things.” He reached out and offered you a handshake. “I’ll remain the owner under one condition: you resume your duties as my assistant.”

An offer like this was something that you can't pass up, so you reached out and shook his claw, sealing the agreement. It seemed to be good enough for the students once they started clapping and cheering.

“You’re hired.”

Over the last 5 months, you and the master have trained the students, turning them into promising young fighters. The said dojo master who used to dislike you to the point he refused to tell you his name, has become quite fond of you. He has formally introduced himself as GoldStrike.

Despite you two now getting along, there would be times when he comes to work all stressed out because of his nagging wife. Luckily, you were happy enough to spar with him to help relieve his stress. You still wonder how griffons get married in this town. Was the same as back home on earth or were the customs completely different?

And it wasn’t until after the third month passed that Gilda gave you your new nickname, Garuda. For some reason, all the residents of Griffonstone have names beginning with G. You were curious of why they all started with that particular letter and why she chose to give you that nickname before she explained that Garuda was the name of this legendary and fierce bird. In her opinion a suitable name for someone as strong as you.

Due to certain circumstances, GoldStrike isn’t always gonna be around to teach the students so you filled in in his absence. You weren't exactly sure why griffons had to buff themselves up, maybe it’s a custom for all young griffons to learn how to fight in order to take care of themselves.

One day, you were about to find out exactly why young griffons have to train to fight and the reason why they have to fight. It was the exact same thing that made Gilda so flustered that day she showed you the dojo.

Right now, it was nearly sunset and every one of the students had left for the night while you stayed behind and cleaned up the dojo. GoldStrike was struck with a cold, so he wasn’t to come back until a week had passed. As you were sweeping up the dojo, you heard the door slide open, but didn’t look to see who it was and thought it was one of the students.

“We're closing up for the night, so try and come back tomorrow,” you said still not turning around.

“Sorry, but I don’t think you're gonna keep me waiting any longer...” a quiet yet devious voice replied. Hearing who it was, your eyes slightly widened.

“Gilda?” you asked, turning around. Your guess was right, and she looked like she was ready to throw down. “What’s this all about?” you asked.

“I just thought that maybe it was time I gave you a rematch. You know, up on that arena where I laid the smackdown on you?” she asked while smirking. You saw that she was entirely serious about this rematch and conveniently, you weren’t ready to call it a night yet. Tossing the broom aside, you returned Gilda’s smirk.

“Alright, but remember, you asked for it. Don’t be surprised when I win,” you warned with confidence.

“Oh you are so getting beat tonight,” Gilda retorted.

Taking a deep breath, you waited for her to make the first move. After her smirk was replaced with a more serious expression, Gilda ran towards you before jumping into the air to deliver a kick. You blocked it, but slid a few inches as you withstood the impact.

Not taking long to recover, you counter her with an uppercut using your left hand and an overhand punch with your right. She barely had enough time to take off into the air to avoid the punch. Spinning gracefully in midair, she touched the ceiling and flew towards you again. Delivering another kick which moved downward this time, you moved to the side and witnessed as she smashed a hole into the floor.

It was a bummer since you just had that repaired, GoldStrike was likely to chew you out when he sees it. Gilda lifts her foot out of the hole and looked up at you as you held your stance. She charges at you again and a barrage of punches and kicks were exchanged. Gilda wasn’t making it easy on you tonight, not that you wanted her to.

You leaned back to avoid a roundhouse kick to your face and flipped backwards to get some distance. Of course, you weren’t going to just keep dodging Gilda’s attacks. The moment you landed back on your feet, you delivered a swift sweep kick to one of Gilda’s legs. You moved so quick that she didn’t have time to dodge and fell hard on her back.

“Impressive Garuda,” she chuckled as she sprang back up to her paws. “I see this time the once hotheaded pipsqueak is actually thinking clearly.”

“Too bad it’s going to cost you a victory,” you smirked.

“Don't get too cocky, small fry. You haven’t seen anything yet,” Gilda retorted. With that the fight resumed, and soon both you and Gilda showed signs of tiring out. You barely had enough for one more big attack so you knew you would have to make it count.

You decided to finish this and what you did was you made a wide swing with your punch, which made Gilda smirk duck and back up. You gauged the distance and pulled your punch back when it was midway and then twisted it. Gilda was about to use a wide right hook... just as you planned.

You moved half a step inside and threw a straight corkscrew punch to her chest, landing it dead on. Gilda was paralyzed, now was your chance to finish her. You then finish the job by knocking her down with a left hook.

Gilda fell to the ground hard with a loud and audible grunt. She didn’t say anything else nor was she able get up. You must have knocked her out cold. While normally you would’ve taken time to savor your victory, you couldn’t help get worried that Gilda was unconscious.

“Gilda? Hey, wake up! Come on, open up your eyes, Gilda!” you panicked, kneeling down and shaking her a little. But it was no use, she was completely knocked out. You sighed and facepalmed yourself. “Great, guess I gotta carry her back home. This is embarrassing,” you say to yourself.

Putting up with the awkwardness, you pulled Gilda up and lifted her onto your back. You were grateful that it was nighttime as it would indeed be embarrassing to be caught like this. Making sure she was secure, you carried her on you back in a piggyback position. You open the sliding door and walk out before closing it back up.

Like you thought, since it was late not a single griffon was in sight as you made your way down the dirt road. Gilda of course was still out like a light and you could feel her snuggle against you as she slept. It was ironic really, one moment she was full of energy, but as you turned to look at her as best you could, she now looked so peaceful.

‘It’ll be a drag explaining this in the morning...’ you thought with a sigh.

Arriving at Gilda’s hut, you struggled not to drop the sleeping griffon as you reached an arm out to open the door. It was hard but not impossible and with some persistence, you got the door unlocked and stepped inside.

Still holding Gilda, you carefully moved throughout the hut with the moon acting as your only light source. Before today, you never realized what a heavy sleeper Gilda could be as she always woke up before you. Guess the old saying “the early bird gets the worm” actually does have some meaning behind it. You were about to step into Gilda’s bedroom when she began to stir.

“Guess... I’m all yours...” she murmured in her sleep, bringing you a great deal of confusion.

‘Hers? What the hell is she dreaming about?’ you wondered before resuming the current task at hand. Memorizing the way to Gilda’s bed, you comically bend over and like you did when coming home, you strained to hold Gilda in one arm so you could use your free hand to pull back the covers.

Afterwards, you left Gilda so she could rest up, but before you even reach the door, you stub your toe on one of the bed legs and stumbles backwards and slammed against the wall head first. You couldn’t stop the scream that escaped your mouth, which made Gilda regain consciousness.

“Pipsqueak...?” she asked with a yawn. You mentally cursed yourself for your clumsiness, you would have to explain yourself now.

“Is that all it took to get you to wake up? If that’s the case, maybe I should stub my toe and smash against the wall more often,” you said, jokingly.

“Ha ha, very funny,” she said sarcastically. It was no mystery that she’s acting like this because she’s figured out she lost the match.

You left the room to go light a candle and use it to guide yourself back to Gilda’s room. Placing the candle on the nightstand beside her bed you sat down beside her preparing to explain what happened back at the dojo.

“Whoops, I guess I owe you an apology after I made that hole in the floor,” Gilda said sheepishly. You had a feeling if there was more light in the room, you’d be able to see her blush.

“You don’t say,” you said, this time it was your turn to be sarcastic. Gilda chuckled from the way you retorted at her, slightly irritating you, but then she stopped.

“Well, I guess there’s something else that needs some clearing up...” she said quietly. You were confused with what she had to say that seemed to be making her a bit... uneasy to say the least.

“I was a little embarrassed to tell you before but it’s a common practice for griffons to fight each other when they're going out to... seek out a suitable mate. And when a male griffon wins against a female griffon it means... well... we’re officially married now.”

“What... How... When...” you tried to say, but you couldn’t find the strength to finish any of these questions.

“What should also mention is that only the females can challenge the male they choose to be their mate. If the male loses, they can only be partners or friends, but if the male wins, well... we’re technically mates now,” she added.

This was all so much for you to process. You always thought that the griffons fought as a way to compete for who was the strongest, but no, it was all just training to become potential life mates and you just became Gilda’s new husband.

The pressure weighed down on you like a ton of bricks until you fell unconscious.

‘Coach... how the hell did I get myself into this mess?’ you thought.

‘Are you saying you’re not interested in starting a family?’ the coach’s voice echoed.

‘How the hell am I supposed to start a family if I wasn’t even ready to even get married? I mean Gilda’s a cool griffon and all but... I didn’t think she’d have feelings for me,’ you said, flustered.

‘Did you ever stop and talk to her about it? Besides, you can’t expect to keep on fighting for the rest of your life. Eventually, you’re gonna have to settle down start living for others so you can give your tired muscles some rest,’ he insisted wholeheartedly.

‘But why now of all times?’ you asked.

‘Why should that matter? Gilda likes you and I got a hunch you like her, too. Now grow some balls and show her that you're a real man. I ain't gonna be fighting all your battles for you.’

Even in your dreams, you could feel your face blushing. Honestly yes, there have been times when you’ve considered asking Gilda out. Even though she's not a human, she certainly is one dynamite gal. Besides, over the time you’ve spent together, she’s told you of how her friends back in Ponyville have human husbands as well.

You could feel yourself beginning to wake up, no doubt a bright future was in store for tomorrow morning.

This was the first time you weren’t woken up from the loud griffons who wake up first in the morning. Rather you were woken up by the griffon who unexpectedly became your wife yesterday as she rubbed your shoulder. For a tomboyish griffon who enjoyed fighting as much as you did, she had a surprisingly gentle touch.

Of course, the first thing you noticed after you woke up was that you were actually sleeping in the same bed as Gilda.

“Morning Garuda. How’s my pipsqueak of a husband feeling this morning?” she asked with her typical smirk.

“I feel more relaxed than usual, what about you, sleep well?” you asked with a yawn. “Gilda, can I ask you something?”

“You just did,” she said matter of factly. “Let me guess, you want to know why I sought you for a mate, right?”

“Yeah. I mean I admit there have been a couple of times where I thought of asking you out, but I never considered marriage. So tell me, what was it about me that made you want to become my wife out of all the griffons?”

“Because you remind me of myself when I didn't have any other friend besides Rainbow Dash back when I was a troubled griffon. I thought that I could keep the others away from Rainbow Dash by scaring them or using brute force so we could hang out more, but boy was I wrong,” she explained.

“What happened to you?” you asked.

“Dash and her friends pulled a prank on me by throwing a party for me. Back then I was still violent and hotheaded like most griffons. After everyone got a good laugh out of it, I exploded with anger and blamed it all on her friend, Pinkie Pie because I thought she did it,” Gilda explained.

“Why’d you think that?” you asked.

“The mare practically throws parties all the time, like it’s her bread and butter. Of course, even though I thought it was Pinkie, it was actually Rainbow Dash who did it. She told me so herself. Of course, things went downhill after that,” she sighed.

“So then what happened after that, did you ever try to sort things out?” you asked putting a hand on her shoulder.

“One day Dash and Pinkie came to over to Griffonstone to solve a friendship problem. Since me and Dash were still bitter to one another, I attempted to stay away from her. It wasn’t until Pinkie told me she was in danger back at the Abysmal Abyss that I decided to put my stubbornness aside and lend her a helping claw.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from taking ahold of one of Gilda’s claw as she prepared to finish up her story. Must be the instinct of becoming a husband.

“I completely changed after saving Dash and made sure to give both her and Pinkie a good apology for how I treated them. Initially we assumed the map summoned them to retrieve the Idol of Boreas, an ancient treasure that fell into the Abysmal Abyss centuries ago. However, Pinkie had her doubts and insisted that the mission was to show griffons how to make friends,” she said carrying the widest smile you’ve seen in a while.

It made you want to smile back at her. Only this time, it felt as though a huge stone had fallen off your heart.

“With their insistence, I shared some scones with Greta and she became the first griffon I ever befriended. But you know, as wonderful as friendship is... I don’t think it can compare to love...” she whispered with a purr. This didn’t surprise you since she was half lion.

“I... I couldn’t agree more,” you said. As a blush coated her feathery face, you knew what to do. With a gently hand grabbing the back of her head, you brought her down and kissed her for the first time.

It started as a calm and simple kiss however Gilda wordlessly asked for more as she held you by your shoulders. Still making out with her, you leaned backwards and laid down on the bed. The moment your lips separated, Gilda smirked and chuckled.

“So pipsqueak, you ever get laid before or were ya too chicken to find some pussy?” she asked, teasingly. Even when aroused, she still kept that sassy attitude of hers. Though you could play the game too.

“Nah, the chicks back home were too shallow for my taste. They couldn’t even pass for a one night stand. You should consider yourself lucky, Gilda. You'll be the first and only one to lay a hand... or claw on this bad boy,” you gestured to your crotch.

Gilda looked at your bulge with a blush, but wasn’t able to comment before you gave her breast a good squeeze. She gasped from the sudden grope, then moaned slightly. Despite the excitement of the moment, you retracted your hand so she could take off her tank top.

“Well... what do you think?” she asked growing bashful as you observed her bust. Her chest was a lovely F-cup size and you saw the nipples weren’t covered by her clean, white feathers. Moving downward, you weren’t surprised by the nice layer of muscular she developed from her years of hard work.

“I can see why those jerks were trying to spy on you the day we met. You’re beautiful,” you said chuckling at how flustered she was getting. She looked at you annoyed.

“You... You can be a bit of a jerk sometimes. I know you enjoy making me blush,” she growled, but you were still smiling.

“Can you blame me for it? Also, at least this ‘jerk’ isn’t gonna stab you in the back,” you retorted ruffling her feathery head. However, you didn’t feel her head deserved much attention. Looking at those large breasts now exposed in front of you, you grabbed them both and admire the pillowy yet feathery texture.

Gilda closed her eyes and instead of purring like you expected, her eagle side took over causing her to let out a loud chirp. You were amused by the adorable sound, but it was wasn’t enough to divert your attention away from her bosom. For some added playful pleasure, you licked her bountiful bosom. Looking at the erect nipples, you took one into your mouth and sucked on it hard.

“You... You look like a baby, pipsqueak...” she smirked. “Do my tits turn you on that much?”

To answer her question, you stopped sucking on the nipple and instead pinched it between your teeth. The other one you were pinching in the natural way between your thumb and finger. With all this unfamiliar attention for her breasts, Gilda began to chew on her talon in a desperate attempt to keep any more embarrassing sounds from leaking out.

Even though you knew no milk would come out, you enjoyed tasting and playing with Gilda’s teats. You noticed that her wings sprouted out and stiffened from all this excitement, making you wonder if it was wise to point it out. You decided against this and just went back to enjoying her nipples. Unfortunately, Gilda pulled your mouth off, much to your disappointment.

“There’s so much more to enjoy than a pair of breasts, dummy,” she teased seductively. Now that you stopped sucking her nipples, that smug side of your griffon lover has returned. And now, she was the one who took the initiative and kept you pinned to the bed. You felt her sharp talons lightly dig into you before she pulled away to grab... something else.

“I’m relieved that the one I chose as my mate has such a remarkable size,” she chuckled as she roughly yanked your pants off. With claws as sharp as hers, it was good fortune she hadn’t ruined the jeans, especially since these were your favorite.

Once your boxers were off as well, Gilda licked her lips hungrily as she observed your package. That long tongue of hers got her lips nice and wet before doing the same to your hardened member. She was just teasing you right now, licking you softly and slowly and enjoying the way it made you twitch.

“Mmm... I’m gonna enjoy this...” she said before opening her beak wide and taking your length inside. You groaned and threw your head back as Gilda took your member to the back of her mouth. She choked a few times from how long and thick it was.

“We griffons enjoy big meals. And with a huge cock like this, you can bet your fine ass I’m gonna get my fill,” she said seductively. Stroking your length a couple of times, she went back to sucking on it. Her long tongue swirled around your length as she was deep throating you.

“Oh t-this is heaven...!” you sighed looking up at the ceiling. Your pleasure was cut short however when you felt a sharp talon run down your leg. “Hey babe, if that was your idea of torture, chain me to the wall!” you let out a sultry growl.

“You’ll eat those words soon enough...” she retorted taking your shaft to the back of her throat in a single, fast slurp. You won’t admit it, but you were actually afraid her beak would cut you during the blowjob, but no such thing happened. Though you couldn’t say the same for your legs, as Gilda would occasionally give you playful scratches that were sometimes enough to draw blood. It didn’t bother you all that much since it felt more like pleasure.

You clenched the bed sheets as you felt unfamiliar pressure build up from Gilda’s merciless sucking. You started panting and couldn't wipe that smug look off your face. “I’m so gonna eat your pussy out after this, you sexy-ass birdie!”

You must have hit her sensitive side again since an adorable blush appeared on her cheeks. “Aww, did I strike a nerve, my wittle birdie-wirdie?” you teased, stroking her cheek. She slowly placed her claw on the hand you were petting her with and clenched it hard. She grinned at you as you retract your hand and sped up her pace, bobbing her head up and down on your shaft and sucking fiercely.

You could feel you were only seconds away from climaxing. Without warning Gilda, you grunt as loud as you can and shoot your load deep into her throat. Her cheeks inflated and gulped down some of your cum, but then backed away, coughing violently.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I guess I should’ve warned you beforehand... NOT! You should see your face right now!” you laughed. However you couldn’t laugh anymore even if you want to, as something feathery and soft had landed on your face. You placed your hands on whatever was on top of you to push it off, but to no avail.

“You said you wanted to eat me out, well now’s your chance pipsqueak!” she chuckled keeping her butt firmly pressed against you.

‘Ooh, dat ass!’ you thought tracing your hands all over her rear. ‘Let’s see how good I can be.’ With her opened slit right under your mouth, you gave it a slow lick. You used your hands to give her ass cheeks a soothing massage as an added bonus. You can hear Gilda moaning and feel her ass shaking all over your face.

“Oh yes Garuda... T-Take in the taste of my pussy...” she moaned. You gave her exactly what she wanted and double the pleasure by pulling her tail which had been moving like a snake because of this excitement. Gilda chirped and squealed as you tug at her tail, amusing you to no end.

Hearing her squirm and feeling her ass grind on your face. She had a well-balanced taste of sweet and sour, probably the best flavor you could ask for. You attacked at full force, diving your tongue deep inside her love tunnel. Gilda shivered at the feeling of your tongue invading her and clawed at the bed sheets.

Her inner walls begin to tighten around your tongue, which definitely meant that she was getting close to climaxing. You mentally smirked at how despite that you’re both virgins, it took less time for her to reach her limit. Soon, a torrent of cum sprayed all over your face and ran down your cheeks. Gilda let out a loud screech out of pleasure and stiffened her wings.

You gulped down her delicious juices in big gulps to avoid choking. Some of the juices leaked and ran down your cheeks, staining the sheets around you. Soon, her sweet and sour juices stopped leaking and then she fell off your face. However she refused to lay down for long.

“I... think it’s time Garuda...” she said getting on her knees and displaying her beautiful wet flower to you.

“Oh, I’m so gonna knock your fine-ass up!” you chuckled as you gripped her ass cheeks. You spanked her and then grabbed your rod and guided it inside her pussy.

“What are you waiting for? Come and claim it while you still can!” she encouraged as she began shaking her rear. You couldn’t take it anymore and placing your hands on her soft cheeks you hilted inside. She screeched from her insides being stretched by your massive length.

Leaning on her back to grab her breasts, you grunted due to her tight love tunnel squeezing your length. Though you still found the tight confines strangely enjoyable and began giving her neck some kisses before you start rutting your wife senseless.

Gilda starts to breathe heavily and moan with an added growl as you began your rhythm. The kisses on her neck soon turn into soft nibbles. She turns her head to give you the bedroom eyes to show you she loves it.

“P-Pipsqueak... y-you’re so... huge! I fucking love your cock so much!” she stutters a bit. You chuckled into her feathers because of her choice of language.

“I can’t believe I married such a griffon with such a dirty mouth,” you smirked as you pulled away from her neck. You also give her a particularly hard thrust as a playful way to punish her.

“Well... my mouth has better uses,” she purred before locking lips with you again. You swirl your tongue with Gilda’s and in response to the kiss, you felt the urge to speed up your rhythm. Due to how aroused you were, there was no way you’d ignore the temptation. And so, you still caressing her breasts, you began to move them in circles before pinching her nipples.

Once again, the familiar tingling sensation in your balls makes itself known to you and you couldn’t hold it in much longer. Like before, you didn’t warn Gilda about your climax. She didn’t have to warn you about her climax either, since you already picked up on it from her pussy tightening around your throbbing shaft.

You grunted and pounded her with so much ferocity until your cock exploded deep inside Gilda’s fertile womb. She screeched like an eagle and sprayed your crotch with her love juices like a river stream.

At that moment, Gilda’s mood unexpectedly changed and squawking loudly she kicked you off the bed. Since her toe claws have unsheathed during the excitement, you earned yourself a few new scratches on your chest.

“Ow! Did... Did I do something wrong?” you asked Gilda who was shivering from the feeling of you warm seed inside her.

“You kidding? This is probably the best sex I’ve ever had in my life! I just gave into my natural instincts for a moment that’s all,” she explained. She then lifted her leg up to her beak and began to groom herself. The behavior was so much like that of a cat.

“You know you could get pregnant, do you mind being a parent?” you asked as she started grooming her other leg.

“What are you stupid, pipsqueak? We’re already married, so I’m prepared to go all the way,” she assured before giving you a half-lidded look. “Why are you wasting time asking silly questions when there’s so much MOREwe could be doing? Come and get it baby,” she urged laying down and patting her pussy.

Licking your lips, you got on top of her before guiding your member and slamming it back inside her entrance. She chirped and wrapped her arms and legs around you while she was being rutted senselessly for the second time.

As you drilled her without mercy, Gilda moved her head from side to side as the pleasure was almost too much to handle. Her eagle talons traced along your back, causing you to grit your teeth and growl like a ferocious predator.

“I knew... I h-had my eyes o-on the r-right mate...!” she stuttered leaning up to nuzzle your cheek. “I... l-love you... G-G-Garuda!”

“I... love you too, Gilda,” you whispered. With that she stopped nuzzling you and kissed you instead. You held the kiss and kept her in a warm embrace as you continue to punish her pussy without even once slowing down.

You then feel her wings wrap around you like a blanket and then felt her inner walls becoming more slippery from her juices. You rutted her quicker than before. Gilda couldn’t take it anymore and went limp right before she let loose her biggest climax of all. Her nectar squirted all over the bed sheets and somehow got all over the floor.

You paid no mind as your lover reached her limit and continued to thrust into her. You became so clouded by lust that you did the unusual by bringing her lion paw up to your face and licking it. Gilda got goosebumps from when you did that.

“W-What are you doing?” she asked giggling at the ticklish feeling.

“Just having some fun with you, cutie,” you teased with a cocky smirk. You went back to licking her tracing your tongue in between her toes without slowing your thrusts. Despite all this excitement you made sure not to cut your tongue as you tended to her feet.

Later on, the sensation in your sack made itself known and this climax felt like it was going to be the biggest one. You stopped licking her feet and put your hands on her sides as the pressure increased.

“Alright Gilda... here comes a big one...!” you warned her. This was going to be your biggest climax and it was only fair that you gave Gilda a warning.

“Let it out pipsqueak! LET IT OUT INSIDE ME!” she begged, screaming her lungs out. You went as deep as you could, thrusting and pounding her with all your might. You could feel the pressure swelling and swelling until relief had finally hit you like a ton of bricks. You exploded deep within her womb, roaring loudly while she gave a screech of ecstasy.

The spurts of your hot seed came in bigger ropes and then bulged out her stomach making her look 2 months pregnant.

“Woo! I’m spent,” you sighed as you rolled over to lay beside Gilda. Poor girl was shivering making you wonder if you went a little too far. “You okay Gilda?”

“Okay? I feel WONDERFUL pipsqueak!” she exclaimed wrapping her arms around your torso. “With this much of your seed, there’s no doubt I’ll get pregnant! You have no idea how long and bad I’ve wanted this. Every single griffon here was a disappointment before you showed up. But you... you're probably the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Have you forgotten about how much of a jackass I was when I first came into town?” you asked.

“Of course not, but why are you bringing that up now? I thought we’ve gotten over that silly incident already. Or do you still think about it from time to time?” she asked.

“Well... I still feel like I've been kind of a jerk after all the trouble I’ve caused. I didn't realize something until now that I thought I was establishing dominance over anyone that crossed my path. But that was only half right. The other reason was because... I was frustrated because of my parents dumping me without a second thought and it hurts. I never got the chance to experience a mother and father’s warm love. At least... until the coach came along. If anything, I should be thanking him for accepting me when I had no one else to turn to and I never got a chance to apologize to him for all of the wrongs that I've committed in my life.”

“I think he’d understand and forgive you if he were here and you know why?” she asked, which you shook your head. “It’s because he loves you. You're his son and he was your father figure. And since we’re gonna be parents now, you and I won’t make the same mistakes your parents made.”

It felt comforting to know that Gilda was gonna be right by your side, despite all the times you screwed up in your life. For once in your entire life, you felt secure and happy.