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Things moved swiftly. With everything digital, Orion placed his claim upon my family, such as it was, and my home life changed almost overnight.

I was still technically married to my wife, but after that day on the beach, she was his in every way that mattered, as was I.

Our house, unsuitable for Orion, was sold and we moved in with him. We moved into part of a converted seedship, upended on Earth into a skyscraper far taller than the tallest building our puny science could erect. Our apartment was high up, as befitted his modest yet commendable station, with a balcony and gryphon-suitable landing-pad. There was a communal dining area, a communal sleeping area with a couple of private rooms should one of us require some solitude -- he was not cruel, in any sense of the word -- and a bathroom that wouldn't have been out of sorts in a terran spa. The gryphonic style of extended family dwelling was different to what I was used to, but somewhat familiar all the same.

Gryphons used dustbaths for their daily ablutions, with a large heated area for lounging in when relaxing. For our part, the human contingent of his small harem were afforded a warm pool of self-cleaning water to wade into and wash with.

My wife -- more his wife, now -- Susan wasn't exactly expected to be kept bare foot and naked in the kitchen, but I was terrible with cooking at that time and with our increased income -- mine and Orion's -- she could afford to do something we'd talked about but hadn't previously been able to: she could be a stay-at-home mom.

Only now, as I learned swiftly, she would carry not my babies but Orion's chicks.

Orion was not bashful. At home, he was naked, such as it was. Gryphons did not wear much in the way of clothes at the best of times, preferring functional wear to fashionable, so I swiftly grew used to seeing him aroused and presenting himself. He was also quite... sweet, in his own way.

I would come home from work, in those first few weeks, to find my wife naked in the communal bedroom, being danced around and proposed to by a sweaty, exhuberant Orion. Susan would be stretched out lewdly, touching herself, showing off her nubile, curvy body for his muscled bulk.

Orion would be dancing and swaying his way around the room, warbling out a gryphon song I didn't understand, his huge and meaty cock swinging freely beneath him.

I grew aroused too, with our bedroom stinking of musk and sex. At first I'd bashfully stand in the alcove, trying and failing to remain hidden, but then Susan spoke up.

"Watch us, lover," she said, in a sultry voice I'd once dreamed would be used for me, but which was now forever reserved only for Orion. Orion, too, seemed enamoured of the idea.

I stepped carefully into the bedroom. Orion was not quick to anger, but he demanded obedience in a way I was not used to giving and I was frightened of upsetting him. It seemed, however, there was an aspect of showman in him. It wasn't until later that I realized that overt displays of sexuality were par for the course with my new living arrangements.

"Come, beta, watch. Pleasure yourself if you wish, for this woman is mine."

He took her, then, slowly and deliberately sliding his huge cock into my wife's waiting snatch like they were made for each other. They were, now. His girth, his sheer size, dwarfed mine and nothing else could satisfy her needs any longer. When Orion was out one day, we had briefly tried to have sex, but... it was frustrating. She was unimpressed, and I... could barely feel her, marked and bred as she was by the size of his gryphon cock. Orion was, quite literally, more of a man than I could ever be. So I found myself watching as this glorious beast mounted my wife and claimed her for his own. She moaned in ecstasy as he penetrated her depths, sliding every inch of his cock into her with the inevitability of a river carving it's way to the sea.

My wife's eyes were closed as Orion cucked her in front of me, a thin stream of drool leaking from her mouth -- probably mixed with Orion's precum, judging by how shiny it was. She was shuddering in the throes of an orgasm that I could tell came from deep inside her core as the gryphon's almost prehensile cock sought entry to her most sacred cavern. Opening her eyes slightly, she licked her lips -- definitely cum -- and reached a hand back to tease her clit.

I dropped my pants, stepping out of them, to stroke myself as I watched Orion's mating, hungrily. Their rocking motions sped up, as did their vocalizations, until both of them were crying out in raucous screeches that sounded like the hawks Orion partially resembled. When Orion withdrew his long cock, slurping out of her cunt lazily, she fell onto her face, shivering with orgasm, her ass in the air, until his silvery cum eventually ceased pouring from her netherlips.

"Clean her now, beta, but know she is with clutch. It will show soon." He sniffed at himeself exploratively, then dragged himself to the bathroom to wash. He, too, was tired enough that my ministrations were less welcome than a brief cleanup. I would preen him later when we all slept together. "You may take her tomorrow, if you wish, for my seed has already filled her fertile womb and taken hold."

I looked over at my wife, bloated with his masculine excretions, and thought myself unworthy to sully his work. I contented myself with painting her face, which she graciously lapped at as I cleaned the excess of his cum from between her legs, she still shaking with the aftershocks of the orgasms his fucking had given her.

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Arin was 'born' four months later. Premature by human standards, my son found his way into the world one early morning in foggy March when Susan -- heavily gravid with her gryphon offspring -- staggered out of bed to stride nakedly around our shared dwelling. We found her in the bathing sands, softly moaning as she squatted on her hands and knees, straining.

"Relax, wife," said Orion gently, his deep voice comforting in his mate's hour of need. "Do not strain too hard, you will hurt yourself and your laying will be painful."

"Blast you and your clutch!" Susan hissed in Gryphonic, face red. Orion only chuckled.

"It will not be long soon, love. Push but gently, it will come... the next will be easier."

"Next!? There'll be no... nng... fucking next! I'll cut your cock from your worthless hide, mongrel!" she swore. Susan had picked up many gryphonic mannerisms in her time with Orion, and their direct way of speaking was one of them. Orion paid it no heed. He was the Alpha, he knew what clutching was like for a human, and that it was in some ways harder than for a gryphoness. Human's laid but one egg for a gryphon male, though later, when it was tougher and larger than the typical clutch-full held by a gryphon.

Something in being a hen for a gryphon passed over to us humans too, however, as Susan sought out almost instinctively the best place for her offspring... for a short time later, a large, pearlescent egg dropped from her snatch to fall amongst the hot sands. It was the size of a large human baby, and whilst at first it was supple enough to pass through her opening easily, it swiftly hardened in the heat, the brief translucency fading. In that brief while, though, I'd seen the baby; it was a chick, as if anything else could come from an egg, or anything else would be worthy of her cunt.

I regarded the egg solemnly for a moment. I could crush it, surely ending the life of the proof of my cuckolding, but... I deserved this child as much as Orion did, as much as my wife did. I looked over at Orion, and a brief moment of understanding passed between us. He drew me close, nuzzling.

"Our child will be healthy, and strong," he said.

"And the first of many, my alpha," I replied, and I cuddled into the pile, happily.

All three of us slept in a huddled, happy pile amongst the sands that night as my wife recovered from birthing the egg she'd carried for the last few months, the egg placed in her by Orion.

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