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Dammit, I didn't want or need to be courted. I just wanted to bask in my nest and enjoy the warmth before I passed the eggs. Instead, my buddy Cygnovum decided to come over just a few moments before my body decided it was time for the eggs to come.

He fluttered down onto the nest - which I'm proud to say is nestled in the side of the cliff overlooking the sea - and laid down next to me, his keen avian nostrils able to sense my condition and the inevitability of eggs. Cygnovum adores eggs and it was hard to stop him from having his way with a gravid gryphon.

Truth be told, I didn't want to stop him.

I certainly didn't plan on mating, knotting, tying, or spending my night with him, but when the mood strikes, it strikes. I also never said 'no' to a knotting in my life, I wasn't planning on starting when he showed up. Within seconds of him realizing I was gravid, his glowing green cock tip was pressing out from his sheathe, begging to be buried in the warmth of another.

He gave me a nuzzle, a lick, and a gentle nip at my rump to get me to spread my legs for him. It didn't take much for me to expose my plump, juicy, dripping lips. All my blood pooled in my nether regions, preparing to offer all the elasticity and malleability my flesh could offer. Without that bodily adaptation, there was no way I'd be able to pass an egg the size of my head through my hips; it was always something of an ordeal, so deep down inside I was thankful that he was so willing to help loosen my in preparation for my clutch.

He didn't even wait for the birthing fluids to flow, he hopped right up onto me as I lay on my side, burying his beak in my neck feathers and biting down as he forced himself in me, parting my lips. My body was preparing itself to pass the first of the eggs, so I was naturally relaxed and that allowed him a full penetration in only a few shallow thrusts.

In to my folds of flesh his cock plunged, driving out a high pitched but quiet scree from my beak that must have scared any other sea birds nesting in the cliffs to fly away, scared of me. Good, they knew I ruled this cliff. This cliff was mine.

But I was his, at least for the night.

So he pushed and pushed until I felt his barbed tip sharply penetrate me, spreading my cervix just enough to prod at the eggs inside. As soon as the barbed part lodged itself in me, the knot passed through my lips to nestle just inside my canal, so I clenched down. I clenched with all my might to clamp around the base of his knot, my meaty clit winking as the first bit of my birthing fluids flowed past his shaft and squirted out through the creases in his knot.

I couldn't be knotted laying down, so I rolled to all fours with him still in me, beak chattering as his knot shifted inside me and he struggled to stay on top. I gave another deep-muscle massage to his cock as my womb practically sucked on his length, bits of air slipping into me before I clenched back down and forced more of the fluids out to splatter all over his thighs and pile in a puddle of goo between both of our haunches.

That contraction pushed the first of the eggs against his cock, widening cervix with a grunting squelch as my birth canal inflated with my fluids. A moment later, he hopped off me - knot still lodged inside - as we completed the mating tie.

Personally, I often prefer being coddled side by side when knotted together, but there's a certain pleasure to be had feeling the throbbing bulbs of a gryphon cock tugging at your cunt. I kept my muscles tensed to hold him in place, but as my body was relaxing for the eggs, I knew we wouldn't be enjoying a traditional, overnight tie.

He knew it, I knew it, and we were both okay with it. He wasn't here to be affectionate, he was here to...actually, I don't remember the original reason he showed up. I just know he was in the middle of a sentence when he stopped and raised his beak to the sky, sampling my gravid aroma before deciding in between breaths to take me for his own.

So there we were, tugging on each other's genitals as my belly clenched down, grinding the eggs up against each other inside me as the first one slipped out to rest in my birth canal beside his shaft.

The alternating muscle control of my vulva holding him in place and my contractions of my womb pushing the eggs out must have been an intense and confusing sensation for my drake friend, but it wasn't the kind of encounter that leaves one able to maintain a tie for long, especially since the contractions were growing in strength and my control was weakening. My legs were starting to give out on me to as I arched my back, knees weak.

Another strong contraction spewed fluids out between my thighs to splatter against his, the egg and pressure finally forcing his knot out with a wet, juicy pop followed by an egg and some fluids.

He slipped forward a bit as the first egg fell over the side of his cock to land with a dull thud in the nest between us, but he wasn't done cumming. He was still squirting bits of precum into my gaping cunt as he slipped out of it.

I did what I could to keep his cock from falling to swing between us, so I leaned back into him, ensuring that just his cock tip snagged on the underside of my clit to anchor him in place as my subsequent contractions spewed more cum over him, another egg slipping through my canal to rest in the crook of his knot lobes before falling to the ground.

One after another, I felt my body tense up as though it was shocked by a mage, forcing another egg through my cervix to slide out my canal and rest on his cock for just a moment before falling. A half dozen of them in total in a neat, gooey pile between us.

Eventually, as the final egg's fluids soaked him and my clit winked to massage his barbed tip, I Felt his warmth explode into me, gooey beads of cum splattering against the supple wrinkles of my tender canal.

Exhausted, he collapsed on all fours with his cock splayed out behind him to rest in the pile of eggs. I did the same, but left my tail raised high and my back arched in such a way it kept me exposed to the elements. Passing eggs always left me needy, and I knew that if I showed off my plump lips enough, he couldn't resist.

Naturally, I was right. As soon as he looked over his shoulder at me, he saw my raised tail and immediately hopped in a circle until he was laying with his throat on the drying clutch, cleaning up his hen like a gentleman. Took him a few minutes to get every bit of my birthing fluid out from my plump lips, so he got a little overzealous and tried to stick his beak in me to suck it right out of my womb.

Unfortunately, I was a little too tender to let him continue doing that so with my last bit of strength I forced him out of me, finally closing up my gaping pussy for all, giving him one final taste of my birthing fluids before I folded my tail up between my rump cheeks to cut him off.

At that point I just rolled into a ball around the eggs and slept. Laying a clutch is tiring enough, let alone how taxing it is to do so during an impromptu mating session.

When I woke, Cygnovum and the eggs were nowhere to be seen. I can only imagine what he used them for. Up to him, I can always make more.