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The gryphon stepped around behind her, crooning out as he dragged a talon along her bare hip. She shuddered as it scratched her skin. Then he stepped up and slid that talon down under her as he aligned himself, paws shuffling to bring his furry haunches against her ass. She whimpered when his hot flesh kissed her thigh, then slid in and wedged along the curly hair of her sex. He crooned in her ear and eased himself into place, pressing in — CAW!

She shook awake! It took a moment for her to realize that the noise wasn't in her dream. A part of her wanted to kill the bird for waking her. She pulled the blanket off to get dressed, only to find that the dream had been a little too nice. Her cover was a little damp. She bit her lip. Where did that dream come from?

Alyssa slid on her pants and slipped out of the tent. The fishing rods were missing and so were their hunting bows. She frowned. They left her again! Fine, she had other plans anyway!

The gryphon made himself scarce. She checked his lair off and on in the hopes that she would find him there, but never did. And while there were signs that he was still in the area, she wondered how long until he vanished for good. Like most wildlife, she knew it was only a matter of time before their presence push him out.

Today with Allen and Jerod off doing their own things, she made her way to the forest glade. She hoped to find the gryphon there, since he seemed to frequent the spot. The couple morsels she left out in the open were still there, flies buzzing around them. It was disheartening.

She cleared the pile of old meat and laid out the new in its place. The sun was getting hotter by the minute it seemed and she felt sweat beading on her skin. Summer was getting warmer. The glade was showing signs that rain was desperately needed. If it weren't for the river not far from the woods, she could have chalked up the gryphon's absence as a necessity to find water.

Alyssa scanned the woods for signs of him. She wanted to see him again. Her earliest memories were filled with stories about gryphons, dragons, and other magical creatures. Mankind had done a good job taming the land and pushing much of these beasts away. Despite being top predators, she came to find that gryphons were actually very reclusive and aversive to conflict. They were not the ferocious creatures stories made them out to be.

“Where are you?" She gave a wistful sigh.

As she turned to head back into the woods, a low whistle stopped her. Her lips curled into a smile and she turned around to look for him. The gryphon moved down out of the woods, stepping paw over paw as he cleared mossy stones and broken branches. His steps were slow but sure, and he had his eyes on her. What a magnificent creature.

Remember days prior, Alyssa lowered out of respect. She didn't know if he understood it, but it felt like the right thing to do. He was the lord of these woods.

He chirped at her and then moved to the offering to eat. She felt bad that she didn't put more out for him, but he didn't seem to mind the small portion. The leaves she brought with were given a cursory inspection before he turned his attention to her. She wanted to walk over, but remembered how flighty he was. He would have to come to her.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long before he did. Her pulse increased when the gryphon got close enough that she could smell him. He had been someplace damp and had the musty aroma of moss in his feathers. And of course, under that was the gryphon's own natural aroma.

“Hello." She whispered and looked up.

The gryphon lowered his head and she ducked her head as he sniffed at her face, sharp beak hovering close to her ear. She could hear the drag of air through his nares and the clicking of his tongue inside his beak as he inspected her. She closed her eyes and reached up, offering her palm to him. The brush of his beak against her fingers surprised her.

She curled her fingers to stroke against his bill, feeling the small grooves in the surface of his beak. He even allowed her fingertips to stroke along the gap between top and bottom. As her fingers drew back over his mandible to his cheek, he let out a low croon and rolled his head. His feathers were so soft.

He seemed more comfortable with her this time. Perhaps it was the food she gave him, or the submissive stance she took, but whatever the reason, he didn't flinch under her caress or shy away. This time it felt like was interested in her and not just what she might bring.

She flushed when his beak slipped along her neck. Her heart raced as thoughts of him sinking his beak into her throat came to mind. She put a lot of trust into a creature she hardly knew. But there was something thrilling about how gentle he was being.

His attention drifted to her belly and she slid her hand over his head to smooth his crest. She blushed when his beak reached her pelvis. Was this how her dream started? She couldn't remember, but the attention was making her skin flush. And he seemed to pick up on it. She wanted to divert his attention, but she didn't have any more treats to offer. His beak nestled between her thighs.

Alyssa didn't give him more room than he needed. She wasn't going to encourage him - even if the attention was sparking arousing ideas. But the gryphon was certainly interested in what he was smelling. Her pants held the smell from her early morning dream.

She flushed red when she backed away from him and noticed he was sporting a slight erection. She hadn't even considered that her smell would have this effect on him. And he flared his wings and frisked on his paws, crooning. Was he courting her?

The thought was arousing to say the least. Heat blossomed in her belly and her nethers felt wetter. She bit her lip and looked around for a good safe place. There was a nice mossy stump just inside the woods - maybe she could use that to prop herself on? She blushed.

He brought her attention back when his beak slipped up under her butt to nestle into the fabric of her pants. She pushed his head away gently. Her face was so hot. She had to try. The gryphon was so gentle just minutes earlier.

Alyssa turned away and held up her hand to halt his advance. She worked at the button holding her pants closed until it released and shimmied them down her legs. She stepped up to the stump and looked back at the gryphon. It appeared to be just the right height. Then she leaned forward and spread her legs, bracing for what he might do.