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The large, pearl white gryphon male was jolted out of his midday doze by the sarcastic voice of his fifteen year old human stepdaughter as she stood over him with a look of pure disdain on her pretty face. "Yo Dad." She said again, the dislike thick on her tongue as she glared down at him, hands propped on her slim hips and dark eyes rolling up as she turned up her pert nose. "Mom called. She's stopping by the store to pick up something called folic something or another and says she'll be about another hour or two." The last words were said over Amy's shoulder as she had already turned and started back down the hall that led to her bedroom, clearly unconcerned with whether or not her stepfather had heard or even cared about her mother's message. Her blond hair swished around her narrow shoulders as she shoved open her door and walked in without a backwards glance. The door slammed shut and techno music began to vibrate through the house, drowning out any words that the gryphon might have said.

Kaz sat there in stunned silence for a moment, the words hitting him like a ton of bricks before he stumbled to his feet and began to pace. His wings flared out behind him as he moved; the jewel studded appendages almost dragging the floor as his paws ate up the floor between the television and the couch and then back again. Folic acid. My my that was good news indeed. Finally, after twelve years of fucking his little wife silly, Marie was pregnant. He knew about the doctor visit she had planned for today and he also knew that she had no idea what that meant for her. The gryphon could feel his blood heat and drain down to his loins, filling them so that the tip of his cock protruded from its sheath and a small bead of pre dotted the tip. The gryphon love pregnant females and the mere thought of his wife now being one caused a red haze to cloud his vision and a purely animalistic purr rumble from deep in his chest. He needed a female now, something to sedate his hunger and not caring who or what it was.

Stalking down the hall, he ripped the small strip of cloth from his hips that covered his growing erection and tossed it to the floor before he slammed open Amy's door. He scented the female and through the animal lust that roared in his veins, it barely registered that she was his stepdaughter. He hungered for a female body; needed to bury his knot deep inside a warm hole and fuck it until he found release. He growled over Amy's screams for him to get the fuck out and took two strides, cornering her adequately as she clamored up on the bed to get away from him. She didn't know it but the screaming and the fight that she was sure to put up would only make him more beastly, more brutal, and more likely to cause permanent damage.

Kaz extended his paw and with one flick of his wrist he slapped her hard across the face, sending her eyes rolling as her head jerked and blood from the furrows his talons made across her cheek started to drip down her chin. In the instant that she was stunned, he grabbed her by her bare ankles and yanked, pulling her up off her feet and landing her flat on her back to effectively drive her breath from her lungs. Immediately he reached for her shorts, tearing the jean fabric and her panties from her like a kid tears cotton candy from a stick. The scent of woman enveloped him and another purr rolled deep in his chest; this was going to be fast and deliciously rough, just how he liked it.

To him, she was nothing; nothing but a female he would use and discard like yesterday's trash. It didn't matter that his wife would be destroyed by what he was doing, that she would scream and fight him but to no avail. She was his and he never let go of a possession until he either broke it or tired of it, and he was far from tired of his pretty wife. This girl on the other hand, he put up with her only because she was the daughter of his wife and therefore his property. Thoughts of his wife brought him back to the present and he smiled down at his young stepdaughter, the predatory look in his eyes clearly reflecting off her own as she came back to her senses and let out a piercing scream. Laughing, Kaz flicked his feathered tail and bumped up the volume to the already blasting speakers, casually drowning out her screams as he leaned over and pinned her down with his talons. His wings fluttered up, half mantling the screaming and crying girl as he leaned down to breathe hotly on the on the smooth, creamy expanse of her stomach and down to the blond tuff of hair that hid what he was truely after.

Her legs kicked out, landing a few blows on his thighs before he slapped her once more, this time harder and further up on her temple, causing her eyes to dilate and giving him a chance to flip her completely over on her stomach with hardly any effort. He was thoroughly pleased to realize that one of her arms had gotten caught up under her chest and was now pinned down with her own weight. Crooning roughly, he slammed a paw on her middle back and pressed down, smashing her into the softness of the bed as his other arm wrapped around her slim waist and lifted her hips to put her in a presentation-like stance.

His gaze dropped and landed on the pinkness of his stepdaughter's sex, the dewy lips drawing him closer to the screaming female and causing him to press her harder into the bed. His cock sprang up, the tip already dripping with pre as it strained to bury itself in the warm, waiting hole. Grinning wildly, Kaz gripped the base of his cock, lined the wet tip up and slammed home, ripping through the hymen in his path and burying his nine inches deep. A low groan of approval rolled out of him as he felt his stepdaughter try to crawl away, the vibrations coming from her telling him just how much she was screaming and crying from his affections. His hands released her for a moment to move and grab her hips roughly, dragging her backwards as his hips pumped once into hers and he felt the tip of his cock prod against her cervix before he dragged himself backwards slowly then slammed home once more.

The gryphon male hissed low in his throat, damn she was tight and with her thrashing about it was making it harder to get his full length inside of her. Clutching her hips tighter, he felt the tips of his claws tear into her flesh and with that the sweet smell of blood greeted him. Growling loudly, he arched back and thrust roughly, bringing the squirming female up hard against the rather large knot that was already starting to form and ground it against her clit before pulling back once more. Smirking, Kaz shifted his hips and began thrusting in time with the heavy bass of the music blasting through the room, the frantic beat a perfect pace setter as he pounded in and out of the tight passage. He could feel his member swell deep inside of her and his knot as it smashing against her lips with each brutal thrust, opening her wider so he could almost sink that bulge deep inside of her.

Kaz felt her go still under him, the only signs that she was still alive was the frantic beat of her heart that he felt wrap around his cock each time her thrust inside of her and the slight clench of her walls as she started to tighten around his throbbing cock. Well what do you know, his stepdaughter was starting to enjoy this! A harsh laugh was torn from his throat as his grip tightened and his set a far more rougher pace, slamming in and out of her, faster than any human male could possibly go as he pinned her firmly down. His knot was starting to press inside her, having been forced against her lips so much that it was stretching her out enough so that it would almost slide right in. He felt her body latch onto him like a vice and that brought a cold smile to his face as he felt her start to peak. Right as she reached the crest, Kaz shot his hips forwards and brought her hips down sharply to meet his, pushing his knot fully into her cunt with a lewd wet popping sound and a snarl.

Her screams were drowned out by the music but he could feel them as they vibrated all the way through him and it only increased his pleasure. With his knot buried deep, his thrust were shorter but still just as brutal. His hips crashed into hers and with each thrust he could feel that huge orb being rubbed everywhere at once inside her tight form. Her walls had wrapped around him and were holding tight as a glove and with the added pressure of her subsiding climax, he felt his cock rapidly reach it's full size inside of her. It stretched her to the point of tearing and the heady scent of blood filled the air once more, bringing the red haze back over his vision and he lost all control. With his head thrown back, he crushed her hips to his and pounded into her with violent, brutal strokes until he felt the bones of her hips and lower back shatter in his grasp and the heat from fresh blood cover his engorged length. With one long exuberant cry, he unleashed wave after wave of sticky cum into the now prone body of his stepdaughter, letting it fill her womb to the brink and shrink his knot enough so that he could pull out of the bleeding cunt with a slurping sound and wipe the excess on one bleeding hip. A pool of semen and blood had already started forming below her and the gryphon male couldn't help but smile darkly.

Grunting, Kaz turned to go but was stopped by the soft moaning coming from his now battered and bleeding stepdaughter, her eyes fluttering open and shut with each tremor that rocked through her. He'd have to find a way to keep her quiet or he would have a very unhappy wife. If not for the fact that he actually was somewhat fond of his human wife, he would just leave his stepdaughter where she was to be found later or to die. Sighing, Kaz scratched his belly and pondered the situation, tossing ideas even before they were half formed in his head. It wasn't until moments later when his stomach gave a rather loud growl that an idea finally founds its way to him. It had been more years than he cared to think about since he had a proper meal and she couldn't say anything if she wasn't around anymore.

Casually grabbing her ankles, Kaz tugged her off the bed and hung her upside down in front of him, admiring the mess he made her before opening his beak and breathing his hot breath on her face to wake her. "Wake up Amy, don't want you to miss the encore." Chuckling, her saw her eyes slowly open to reveal the glazed look of someone in sever pain and her body twitched as she finally realized her newest prediciment. "Don't worry honey, it won't hurt for long." His words were met with another low moan and a small twitch, just enough to make his mouth start watering and another dark grin to spread across his face. Raising his arms, he tilted his head up and lowered the fully stretched out arms of his meal into his open beak, stopping at the top of her head to prepare his throat.

It was then that she started to struggle some, wiggling and crying out, trying to bring her arms out from his throat but the strong muscles swallowed them down easily. Her elbows were locked tight beside her head and he had to gulp down a breath before he felt her head enter his throat and the cries were now nothing but muffled whines that were soon cut short from lack of air. He could even taste her tears as her cheeks had dragged across his tongue, tears mixed with blood was a new treat that would have to be tasted again someday. Her shoulders were next and they slid easily down his slick, open throat, her slight frame working in his favor as his strong jaw muscles pushed his meal down. Her blooming chest brushed softly on his tongue, her nipples hardened from either fear or excitement but he didn't really care from which and were followed swiftly by her slim waist and ruined hips.

Her legs had started to kick but with each recoil it forced her a little bit further down, it was almost as if she was trying to help! His tongue lapped over her ruined hips, drinking up the blood as it drooled out of the wounds there and adding even more slickness to his mouth. Breathing deeply, he pressed his talons into her flesh once more and brought forth more blood, letting it run down his throat and over the sides of his beak to drip on the ruined bedspread. Swallowing once more, he forced the hips down, taking them in his throat and following them with semen and blood covered thighs. The slight kicks had turned into little more than twitches now and Kaz felt a small spurt of pleasure at his belly being filled like it hadn't been for many, many years.

With an almost causal gulp, he swallowed her calves down but stopped at her feet, wanting to enjoy the last little bit of his meal before he had to clean up. His tongue curled around her ankles then slide up to the bottoms of her feet to flick across her wiggling toes. Having never stopped to enjoy the feet of his food, Kaz took the time to explore all the little dips and hollows, rolling his tongue across one toe then two and then three toes at once. The answering wiggle gave him little pause before he did it again, wrapping his long, flat tongue around five toes at once and squeezing. Even though she knew she was dying, his stepdaughter was enjoying this last bit of attention, sucking out what little joy the rest of this life had to offer; but with one last squeeze, Kaz shoved the flat of his tongue across the bottom of her feet and pushed them completely down and into his throat.

It only took three more swallows before he felt her drop into his waiting stomach and a loud belch erupted from his chest. By that time she had stopped moving, whether she had passed out from pain, lack of air, stomach acid or a combination of the three, Kaz didn't really care. All he had to worry about was getting the bloody bedspread and sheets off the bed and into the wash before his wife got home. It would be easy to explain that Amy had taken off when he told her what folic acid was for and she must be hiding out at a friends house. It would take a few hours to get a hold of each of her friends and discover that she was not actually there. Then cops would be called and a search would start after twenty-four to forty-eight hours from now, starting from the house and working its way out. He would be tucked away consoling his newly pregnant and sobbing wife and would be very little use to the cops. Grinning, Kaz spun around and headed towards the laundry room with the bloody covers, stopping and bending over just to pick up the loincloth he had tossed aside before resuming his easy chore. What a day, he thought to himself; what a fine day.