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“Father, please! You can't promise my hand in marriage to Prince Alduran! I won't do it!"

King Harkull sighed deeply. “My dear Eritea, I already have. It's rather past the point of whether I can or not."

“Father! Without my consult?"

“I have met with him and found him to be a respectable and honorable young man with a good mind. I believe he will be a good choice for you, and you for him...he needs a strong young woman."

“And perhaps he should have one, but not me!" Eritea was furious and not being at all shy about expressing it - she never had been when she felt she had been badly slighted, and this was as bad a slight as she could imagine. She had to whip her amber locks out of her face, they always got a bit unruly when she was in a mood like this. “I had no say in this! Why was I never involved in this, should I not have a say in my suitors?"

“My dear, you have rejected outright every single suitor that we have consulted you on. There comes a point where people talk, they say you're far too picky and deliberately being difficult...I don't know if that's true or not, but it does...complicate things."

“Hmph." Eri folded her arms and huffed. Well, it WAS true that she had rejected them all, but… “It's hardly my fault that there are so many rubbish men out there. Perhaps if they were raised better I would find them worthy of my interest. Would you want me to suffer at their hands?"

“Of course not, which is why I have gone to great lengths to try to soothe the tensions afterward." King Harkull leaned forward, chin in his clasped hands. “Look, Eri...I understand your feelings. I don't particularly like consigning your hand to another either. But there are certain...expectations. When a royal has a daughter, it is seen as a great bond of friendship between kingdoms to have that daughter wed to a son of that royal family. And conversely, when a princess refuses that arrangement for reasons which...may be perceived by outside parties as petty or trivial...it can provoke quite a bit of hardness. I have seen other kings demand war over such things, and the rumblings towards us after your rejections have created quite the uncertainty amongst my council. I could find nothing wrong with Alduran on his visit here, to allow a rejection in that would likely have turned the wrath of King Pargura on us. And you know what kind of risk that would represent."

“...Indeed." Unfortunately, she knew all too well the attitudes of King Pargura; they had already nearly gone to war twice with him over the most absurdly trivial slights. He was a man who took wild offense at the slightest things. “But Alduran is not who you think he is! You think a man like King Pargura would raise someone so level-headed?"

“Again, he showed the most exemplary behavior on his visit, and I have heard many better things about him than his father. I believe it will not be as bad as you fear. Eri, I am sorry that I didn't tell you, but I didn't feel that I had much choice...you reacted much as I thought you would. I can allow no argument to this...he will return in a month's time to make the engagement formal."

Still fuming, but realizing further argument was pointless, Eri straightened up, arms still folded. “Very well," she responded, icily. “As you say, Father."

King Harkull watched as Eritea departed from the royal chambers, rubbing his head. He knew he was in hot water with her, but it had been very difficult navigating around her refusals so far...he didn't fault her for having high standards, but they unfortunately clashed with expectations of her position, and his. Hopefully, within a month, he could warm her to the idea somehow.

———

Eri spent several days brooding. Brooding, and trying to plot.

Alduran may have posed the image of the perfect gentleman to her father, but she knew better - she had spied on him in private, to get his true feelings when his guard was done. And what she had learned was that the prince was much more interested in deflowering a virgin than any quality she had as a person. He had been utterly degrading to her and other women, believing them prizes and objects rather than people, trophies to show around, and thought smacking them around to put them in their place was not just okay but right. It seemed he even thought he would gain some sensational power by taking a woman's virginity, a point he rather seemed to obsess on.

He was not the kind of man Eri would ever consider husband material - she had rejected several suitors who were notably better than him already. But now she found herself promised to him...it made her blood boil. Though, despite her anger towards him, she didn't truly blame her father - she understood she had put him in difficult positions with her rejections in the past. Even if she felt that was unfair - it seemed that some kings had ideas about acceptable behavior towards women in general and spouses in particular that were far from acceptable to her. Just because they didn't understand that it wasn't acceptable to demand sex from her at any time, didn't make it any more right.

But that was beyond consideration now. Now there was only one thing: she had one month before Alduran would come to make his proposal official. Which meant she had one month to get herself out of it. And she WOULD get herself out of it, no matter what it took.

She had numerous ideas, but several were simply infeasible. There would be no talking her father out of it - he was in too tight a position to be able to do so, not with King Pargura probably ready to send ten thousand men after him for daring to suggest that his son was unworthy. The idea of killing Alduran was briefly flirted with but dismissed - if he died there, it would probably be even quicker to spark a war. Escape was another unlikely choice - she had to admit she lived a sheltered life and was not one for traveling on her own, having no real experience doing so. It wasn't entirely by choice - admittedly living in relative luxury was far from a bad thing, but a little more freedom to experience the world outside that bubble would have been nice, yet a princess was considered too delicate for that. Even one with Eritea's fire.

The more she thought, the easier it was to come to a conclusion: the best way to escape from Alduran was to simply lose her virginity. After all, his words had led her to believe that his interest in her was purely because of that status - if she no longer had it, he would likely no longer want her, and if HE didn't want her King Pargura could hardly get on their case for that. It seemed like the best way out of the mess, even if it might have ended up being a bit scandalous, she could deal with scandalous.

But it brought a whole new set of uncertainties. She didn't want to just lay with any man, not one who thought nothing of her...even if she was only doing it to get out of marriage, she didn't want someone who simply didn't respect her. And there were likely males who would take advantage of her inexperience to try to do things to her that she might not want...her knowledge of sex wasn't exactly heavy, she knew the basics but also that there was a world of activity that wasn't among what was taught. But both of those paled in comparison to the most important issue: discretion.

The man who took her virginity absolutely couldn't talk about it, to anyone.

This was more for his sake than hers. Any word about the man who 'defiled' the princess and there would be enormous trouble for him. Her father would certainly be unhappy with him, and there might be pressure to punish him even if it was her idea. And Alduran or Pargura might seek some kind of action against him for what he had done as well. So absolute silence was necessary, but who could she trust to absolute silence? Certainly, some men were braggarts, but even those who had no such tendency could let it slip, and all it took was one ear attached to loose lips and the whole kingdom would know. She could keep her own mouth shut just fine, but she was the only one she trusted to do so.

What would be best is a man who simply can't talk at all. If they can't talk, they can't tell anyone. Though...they could in other ways. So maybe one who couldn't communicate at all, or at least not in any way that would be certainly understood. But where could I possibly find someone like that who I would accept in other ways?

Almost two weeks in, she had a bolt of realization. There WAS an option that would work - someone she respected, who wouldn't push her, and who absolutely would not and could not communicate to anyone what he had done: Thalus.

Her pet griffin.

To call the idea absurd was understating it. Thalus was an animal - an intelligent one, capable of understanding her and responding to her to a degree above that of dogs and horses, but still an animal, short of the level of a human or humanoid race. To give herself to him would be seen as a debasement even in the most generous of circles. But, the whole point was for no one to know, and if SHE didn't tell, how would they find out, provided she was appropriately stealthy?

Besides that, Thalus was at least as respectable a male as she knew. Granted, it would be hard for him to disrespect her the way she knew humans could, but still, griffins were known as honorable creatures and the males seemed more deferential to females than the other way around. Thalus had always been kind to her and never harmed her or misbehaved undeservedly. She'd often said she could count on him more than anyone...well, perhaps this would be the ultimate test of that.

She took a few days to mull the idea over, trying to think of some way to talk herself out of it and find a suitable alternative and finding nothing convincing. With time limited, Eri had her decision; she just needed to do it. And for that, she had a plan.

———

Sheltered she might have been, but that didn't mean Eri didn't sneak out from time to time. She knew ways out of the castle that were unguarded and inconspicuous, known only to a handful of people, usually servants who used them for their own ends. She traded knowledge of these spots for looking the other way for whatever it was they were doing, so long as it didn't bring direct harm to her or her father. To her understanding, they were mostly doing petty things, taking some food here and there or sneaking out while they were supposed to be on duty. Things she wouldn't have cared about even if she had caught them in the act, though others might not be so lenient.

She never strayed too far, going out into the markets discreetly or visiting some of the local establishments - always where there were plenty of people, and always where she wasn't a figure that stuck out. She had plain clothes and a cloak ready for such excursions, and while some would know her by sight she wouldn't be a spectacle. Usually she got back before she was found out, but even if she was, she was never truly punished for it - it was almost an expectation for young royals to do things like this.

Never, though, did she sneak out after sundown. So this was a departure.

She had slept in significantly, so as to be more awake for the evening. Pretty much everyone was asleep, aside from the night guards, but they were few and far between and she didn't see a single one on her trip to the exit. Her heart was beating hard in anticipation of what she was doing…it was all she could do to keep her focus.

She knew the way to the griffin stables well enough - she had been there quite a few times, tending to Thalus and enjoying riding him the proper way. Never had she thought she would be going there to ride him the IMproper way, but that was what desperation wrought. The situation was ideal, though...there was no night watch at the stables at this time, and there were spells that dampened sound around the stables at night to keep from creating any disturbances - griffins weren't the quietest creatures when ornery. She would be entirely alone for this, in perfect discretion so long as no one else snuck in. If they did...well, Thalus was well-armed naturally, though she would hope that it wouldn't come to that.

Being alone was perilous, though, even as necessary as it was, and that was one of the reasons she was so nervous. If anything went wrong, no one would find out until it was potentially too late. And she knew it could go wrong in many ways...though, even that dismal idea of a fate was better than tied to Alduran. She knew she could turn back any time before she engaged with Thalus, forget this and come up with some other plot...but she'd let enough time go already, she would not be likely to come up with something that wouldn't cause more trouble down the road. Still, the prospect was daunting...she was a virgin, after all, and given how large griffins were, she was more than certain they would be much more sizable than the human males in the artistic depictions she had seen. She'd done what she could to mitigate the risk - taking a spell scroll she'd swiped to toughen her body, bringing along a small bag of salves and one ampoule of a rather potent healing draught as a last resort - but it was her hope that she wouldn't need too much of that. If she did, there might be marks she couldn't hide.

Steeling herself, she entered the stable for the royal family's griffins. It was separate from the stables for the soldiers, whose warbeasts were more aggressive and dangerous - she and her father and some of the other royal family had griffins that were less about raw power and more about grace, though even a less powerful griffin was still a powerhouse in absolute terms. Thalus was gentle with Eri, but she had seen him in spats, he could mix it up with other griffins like anything, so she wanted to make sure she was careful with him.

The stable was dark, so she lit a lamp and hung it. Not much light, but enough to see the doors to the individual pens and most of the central room. It wasn't hard to see the key to her success: right in the center of the room was a wooden rack with ropes and struts, strong and sturdy. The stablemaster had told them in detail about the breeding rack a few years back, she had listened with glee at the carnal descriptions while her father had looked about ready to die of mortification. Male griffins were strong and forceful when mating, and females tended to actually prefer the rack that held them in place and provided some stability when being bred, so males had been taught how to get females set up in it. Definitely not something a horse was smart enough to learn, and it gave her an appreciation for a griffin's intelligence, rudimentary as it was. Eri was nowhere near as powerful as a female griffin, so there was no question she would have to be tied to the rack. A little shiver went through her as it hit home...Thalus would be tying her down to mate with her.

Absurd as it was...she felt bizarrely excited by the thought. Something about the raw carnality of it had started to turn her on the more she thought about it...which was probably a good thing, it would at least take the edge off the fear.

She hastened to disrobe, dropping her garments in a pile in the corner. She couldn't risk them getting marked up, someone would be likely to notice...she could apply the healing salves to her body, but no such shortcut existed for clothes, and she doubted she could tell a convincing story about something that looked like a griffin claw-mark. The air was slightly cool as it hit her bare skin, but she paid it no mind - she would certainly be warmed up very soon.

Finally she was nude, her body bared to the empty room. A fairly svelte figure, fair-skinned all the way down, not particularly heavy in the chest or the rear end, not like some princesses she had seen who were clearly using enhancements. She cared not for them, they looked rather ridiculous in her opinion, but clearly males didn't agree with her...all the better for her, though, as suitors would have to see the real her rather than a bunch of spells. She didn't think she looked like someone who could handle a griffin in the normal way, much less THIS way...but it was a bit late for that, as she stopped in front of the gate holding Thalus. At this point, even if theoretically she could have walked back, dressed, and walked out...she couldn't. It was like the door had slammed shut on the very notion after she had exposed her damp snatch to the air.

She opened the door, it groaned slightly but she was certain the noise wouldn't be heard outside the stable. Inside lay Thalus, a gorgeous griffin with tawny fur and golden feathers that looked bigger than ever to her...his shoulder stood the same height as hers when upright, and he was one of the smaller males in the stables, being younger than the rest. His head was looking up as the door opened, perhaps awakened by the door opening...she could see his eyes light up when he saw her, but there was a definite confusion in his expression. Whether it was the timing or her nudity, she couldn't know.

“Hey, Thalus." She kept her voice down, trying to keep from rousing other griffins...a foolish thought since there would doubtless be greater noise coming. “How are you tonight?"

Thalus gave a soft keen in response. Griffins and ride drakes were unusual animals, definitely capable of understanding basic speech concepts, not just commands. It was clear they didn't understand everything that was said, but just as clear that they could 'talk' in their own way, responding to simple questions and trying to express themselves in wordless fashion. So she knew he wasn't just randomly making noise, he was saying to her that he was good.

“Good...I need your help with something." Eri hesitated a moment; would he understand if she told him? This seemed maybe a little bit beyond basic, even if sex itself was one of the most basic functions...she decided showing him would be best. “Can you come out here?" She motioned for him to follow, and he slowly rose and complied, still clearly confused. That confusion didn't abate as she led him to the breeding rack, which was devoid of any female griffin that Thalus would have expected.

“Ah...how do I put this...um…" She was uncertain for a moment, and Thalus cocked his head at her. Finally she decided a demonstration, putting her hand in one of the cuff loops and miming tying it down. Thalus was looking between her and it, still not seeming to understand...he probably didn't ever think about Eri in that fashion. She was going to have to say it...she pulled back out of the rack and stepped up to Thalus, stroking his face.

“Thalus...I want you...to...breed me."

That was the word she had needed - whether he understood sex or not, he certainly had to understand breed. She could see Thalus's eyes widen a bit, a sign that he understood, and she made sure to motion to herself to make it clear who she was referring to with that word. She probably was blowing his feral mind a little bit with it, as she could see he was quite uncertain about it, shying away a bit, maybe not thinking that she was a 'proper' mate for him. Which was true, but there was no way he would be able to understand her precise dilemma, so she would have to live with him being confused.

“Just...this one time. It's...important. Please, Thalus…" Maybe it was the tone of her voice, but finally Thalus came around, giving a quiet keen that she recognized. Hopefully he wouldn't try to suggest she do this with him again where others could see...others might not catch on to what it was but she had a feeling she would. But if she told him to be quiet about it, made sure he didn't think this was a frequent occurrence...he would listen, she trusted him, and she was certain he wouldn't be untoward later.

Now, though? She needed him. And she needed to be in position. Perhaps there was something she could have done to get him in the mood, but she didn't really know what griffins would respond do, this was an area of life that was very much foreign to her, and she didn't want to stall for too long. So she moved back to the rack, getting up on it and working to get into the right position. The rack was obviously designed for a griffin, but it was a little disconcerting how little she had to adjust to get into the right position for the tie-downs...almost as if they anticipated the possibility of a human being used on the rack. And that wasn't a line of thought she wanted to pursue at the moment, so she looked back up at Thalus, focusing on something else that was catching her attention. “Go on, Thalus...you know what to do."

Boy, did he ever. Hesitantly at first, but less so after the first cuff was tightened...his beak knew all the places to go to lock in and adjust the straps and cuffs, ensuring that Eri was going to be in proper position. Her arms were locked down, Thalus quickly finding just the right pressure for her arms, not too tight but tight enough that she wasn't escaping. Not without Thalus's help, anyway...she needed to have absolute trust in him, that he would let her go when done, that he would stop if she got too scared. It was an awful lot of faith she was putting into him, her heart was pounding as she was more and more acutely aware of what kind of position she was putting herself in. Yet again, it wasn't all fear...just a good bit of it.

Soon enough, Thalus had gotten her legs cuffed in the same way as her arms, and he clambered over her slightly as he grabbed a couple of belts to hold her body down. At this point the only part of her that could move was her mouth, she couldn't really even move her head...her only out was trusting Thalus to stop and let her go. But she was getting nervous...what if that same mouth betrayed her? If it hurt, could she quiet her cries? No one would hear them, except the griffins...and if the griffins heard...would they want a piece of her? Thalus cared about her, but the others really didn't have any affinity towards her at all, they would just see the tied-down girl that had been bred and...well, she wasn't sure she wanted to think about that. But what could she do?

Thalus had the answer, without her even asking the question. He approached her head, with some kind of object in his beak...it was a squishy, conical cushion, looking like it was far too big for her mouth, but probably made for a griffin to bite down on. Vaguely she remembered back to the time where this stuff was explained, she thought she remembered him saying that some griffins ground their beaks hard enough to damage them during mating...this probably kept them from doing so, though she didn't remember being showed it at the time. That wasn't really something she expected to be an issue, but it could keep her silent...she nodded, opening her mouth and letting the cushion be pushed in. It had a somewhat musty taste, not one she liked, but she rather hoped it was just stable dust and not a ton of griffin saliva. She flushed as she felt the band strapped to her head, keeping the cushion in place...now she was committed, her lone last avenue of halting him removed. She wasn't getting out until Thalus had sowed his seed in her untried snatch…

As Thalus stepped around her one final time, she tried to get a look at what was going to be going in her, but her vision wasn't at the right angle to see anything. She didn't know a lot about those details, the stablemaster hadn't gotten THAT gritty, but she remembered something about barbs to stimulate ovulation and make breeding more likely to take...that sounded rough, she didn't know if she could handle that. And then, she felt her heart skip a beat - the scroll! She had meant to use it before starting this, it was supposed to temporarily make her body less vulnerable to damage, but she'd been so preoccupied that she'd forgotten! And if there was any way to fix that, it was no longer available to her as he felt a heavy furry body thump down over her, slightly on her even. Thalus had no way of knowing that she'd had something planned that she'd forgotten...now all she could do was hope she could handle what was being given to her. She tried to brace herself, but in the back of her mind, she knew that was impossible.

And then her vision went white as Thalus thrust.

Griffins were not known for their gentleness in breeding, and while Thalus was careful with her, he had no concept of what breeding with a human was like compared to another griffin. Even his tempered entry went in as deep as he could manage at once, demolishing her hymen and stretching her out far more than she could ever have anticipated. He felt absolutely massive! There was no question it hurt, right off the bat, though somehow, blessedly, it stopped short of horribly agonizing and intolerable. Still, the way her body had jerked and the cry through the cushion had highlighted how unprepared she was...it was a minor miracle that Thalus stopped then, holding himself in place as he seemed to sense her pain. She felt his beak on her head as he tried to nuzzle her, her eyes screwed shut as she fought to keep tears from forming. There was no way this was all there was to it, not the way people talked about sex...but would she get anything out of it from a griffin?

Her body did relax a bit over time, the pain ebbing to a dull throb in her loins, almost it time with Thalus's heartbeat that she could lightly feel against her back. Was she no longer a virgin officially? Perhaps, perhaps not, she didn't know whether 'having sex' meant all the way or if just one insertion was all that was needed. She wasn't about to take chances...not that it mattered anyway, Thalus wasn't going to be done until he was done. And he was starting on his way again, as he slowly pulled out of her...she cried out again as she felt lines of sharpness through her, the barbs raking against her insides relentlessly. Thankfully not as horrible as the initial pain, but she was going to be feeling that a lot…

Thalus started to truly go at her after the first couple tentative motions, and all Eri could think was that she was lucky he cared about her because he was NOT going as hard as she expected him to. His pace was slow and gentle for a griffin, which was still pretty hard for a human...his cock thumped against her insides on every pump in, and his barbs clawed on her on their way out. He was leaking fluid from the tip which was being smeared around and dribbling deeper into her, but also providing a bit of warming relief from the scratching she was enduring. With the size and roughness of what was being pushed inside her - none of which she'd yet seen, but feeling it was giving her quite the imposing impression - she was sure it should have felt worse than it did...maybe this was part of the magic that flowed through griffins, protecting her from grievous harm. Not from the pain and ache that came with such compatibility issues, though…

...At least, not at the outset. But over the movements, the thrusts which were starting to become steadier and harder, she was noticing a change in her own response as well. The pain was fading further than expected, her body relaxing and feeling relief. The strain of being stretched around that thick shaft was starting to become warm and desirable. The barbs were starting to feel less like blades raking across her and more like the scratching of an itch that soothed it and felt rather good. And the visceral pleasure of sex was rising more and more as anything unpleasant faded into the background. Her cries had softened to lustful moans, still hard to hear through that gagging cushion, but she could hear them quite clearly enough and could tell how blissful they were. Of all the things she could have expected, this wasn't it...but she was starting to really enjoy it, to feel that carnal tingle that she had only to this point felt with her explorations with her own fingers.

And it only got better as Thalus started to show Eri exactly what they had meant by 'strong and forceful." She could hear some creaking on the frame of the rack as the griffin's talons tightened their grip, and his body started to REALLY rock into her, driving in with wild ferocity and leaving her less time to adjust and keep up. She jerked the tiniest bit, as much as she could in her tight bindings, as her pussy was subjected to the fierce breeding of the larger creature...she was starting to get lost in euphoria from it, everything was starting to feel really good, she was clenching around him and trying to get more out of that gargantuan tool. The wetness facilitating his thrusts wasn't just from Thalus anymore, her own fluids were starting to mix in and join with his as she felt more and more relaxed and loose.

Loose enough, apparently, for Thalus to take things to the next level, as he suddenly slammed in harder and Eri felt him shove in much deeper, a thick bulge pressing against her entrance hard. Her eyes rolled back and she spasmed hard as she hit a powerful climax, her body gushing around that huge invader and clenching tightly to it, deeper depths being scratched by the sharp barbs than ever before. She'd never felt such ecstasy before, her own explorations had never brought her to this level of bliss...it was amazing, she never knew there was anything like it. No wonder everyone had such high regard for this, even obsession! She almost wanted to beg for more, she was so high on this bliss that she'd forgotten briefly what this was all about...the feeling of Thalus pounding away at her was all that was on her mind.

And the griffin wasn't slowing down with that even in the slightest. Even after Eri's orgasm cleared, Thalus continued to rut her, not allowing her body a moment's rest or recovery...not that she really desired it, she felt such a want for more of what he had to give that it didn't truly cross her mind. She could hear Thalus's sounds of pleasure above her, quiet enough to keep from being an obvious disturbance to the others around but the keens and chuffs and warbles were a good substitute for what surely would have been electric cries of carnal bliss. The creaking of the rack was less quiet still, but she wanted nothing to hold Thalus back from giving her everything he could.

Only when he started to push against her did 'everything he could' really start to mean more to her...she thought Thalus was in as far as he could go, but he seemed intent on more still. What that was she wasn't sure about, but she was going to find out one way or the other, she couldn't stop him even if she wanted to and that was not even in her sights at the moment. She squirmed a bit and twisted around to try to encourage him, the minute movements all she was capable of in her current state, but each one felt momentous with that massive cock plowing her. Her mind begged him to finish it, to reach his release so she could truly and completely surrender her virginity to him…

Her eyes bulged wide as she felt something BIG suddenly push through her opening and lodge in her vagina, keeping Thalus stuck there without fail. A slight cry, louder than what Thalus had given off before, rang from his beak, and suddenly she felt a burst of heat and wet deep in her core...that was it, he was cumming into her, filling her with his griffin load and claiming her completely. She shook and cried out as he jerked within her a bit, pushing her over the edge of a second orgasm to join him in his rapture...they rocked together as they sailed through the metaphorical heavens, her body receiving his essence greedily and milking him for more, his jets filling her enough that her body had to push out to accommodate it all, the tie keeping her from relinquishing even a drop of griffin seed. Were she capable of it, Thalus would no doubt be planting an egg in her right now...WAS she capable of it? She hadn't really thought about it, they WERE magical creatures after all...at this point it was a bit too late to think about precautions against that. Even if it hadn't been, maybe she wouldn't have cared, it was probably unlikely anyway.

As the crest of bliss faded, a weariness set in. She was clearly a bit overwhelmed, her amber hair strewn about messily, sweat glistening on her body where it could be seen under the furry chest of Thalus. He wasn't pulling out, resting there and heaving into her, his chest pressing into her back as he drew in deep breaths...it felt rather calming and soothing to Eri, she felt such an intimacy from the creature, like he was trying to prolong her joy. Things had gone better than she ever could have expected...Thalus had taken her, and given her a bliss unlike any she was certain someone like Alduran could ever have come close to. She would have to check herself afterwards for injuries, to be sure that she didn't need any of her supplies, but at the very least she didn't feel anything that was threatening to her safety.

Eventually, she felt the swell go down a bit inside her...something was shrinking down, it wasn't the entirety of his cock but something at the base of it, the thickness that had gone into her at the end. She shivered a bit as she felt Thalus pull out of her, a rush of his fluids pouring from her as the stopper was removed. There was still plenty inside, she was going to have to wash up somehow...she hadn't thought that far ahead. But there were water chambers nearby, she could improvise. All she needed was for Thalus to let her go, and it seemed like he was starting to do just that, his head near the cuff holding her hand.

That was when the other door opened.

A heavy footfall reached Eri's ear, one that made her shiver. That wasn't the sound of a boot...she saw Thalus suddenly back away from her, quailing in a submissive gesture, giving off a low keen of fear. She didn't know what it was that had riled him up like that...until a larger body entered her vision, fur of umber and wings of jet black, heavier muscles and greater size, and a snort of sheer power and authority.

Oh, no...Bracker.

Bracker was another griffin...her father's griffin. A regal, majestic, powerful beast, and also Thalus's sire. Known among everyone for being haughty and prideful, an alpha male that all the others had to defer to. The only one he ever seemed to cede any authority to was King Harkull, the stablehands usually had to fight to get him to do anything he didn't want. And now he stood in the way of Thalus freeing her…

If he wanted her, there was no way she was getting out.

He passed in front of Eri, and she gasped a bit as she caught a glimpse of his cock - he was tall enough that she could just see it, and it was imposing as she could imagine. That pointed tip, the visible sharp barbs dotting the surface most of the way down, that thick swelling at the base above his sheath...even having just had one like it inside her, she felt it was incredibly imposing. And if Thalus's was big, Bracker stood tall as her father at the shoulder...he had to be even bigger than that.

She had a nasty suspicion she was about to find out...which was confirmed as she felt Bracker mount up on her. She pleaded with him mentally for mercy, she had been able to handle Thalus, but this was more than she was ready for…

Bracker, however, was no gentleman. It was no guarantee he even could conceive of gentle.

His first thrust made Eri scream into the pad. He didn't hold back on her, he had thrust in all the way up to his knot in one fell swoop, and then started ravaging her immediately! There was no question he was bigger than Thalus in every way - he stretched her cunt out more, he plunged in as deep as Thalus had finished, even his barbs were longer and sharper, slicing through her and fiercely clawing at her walls. Pain flared up again as she was overwhelmed by that huge shaft, Bracker squawking out his conquest with no regard for the others. She might have a dozen griffins watching before long...indeed, other doors were opening, she felt her heart pounding double-time as eyes looked upon her, upon Bracker taking her. At this point, shame and embarrassment were the least of her worries, what was going to happen at the end of this? If she even made it…

Her eyes were shut tight as she tried to relax, but it was hard at this point, she wasn't prepared for this and Bracker wasn't making it easy for her. She thought it might be too much for her, that she might pass out...then she felt a feathery head nuzzle her. Through watering eyes, she opened to look at Thalus, his expression full of worry, trying to keep her grounded...he couldn't stop Bracker, couldn't even hope to, but still was trying to help her in what little way he could. His presence calmed her a bit; despite the ferocity of this breeding, she wasn't lost yet. If she could endure this, she could endure anything…

It was a lot to endure, though. Bracker's cock felt hotter, it was gushing its own fluid to join whatever of Thalus's hadn't left her body. It speared so deep, she could swear she could feel the stretch on the outside of her body. The barbs raked across her flesh ruthlessly, there wasn't any getting away from them with how tautly she was stretched on that enormous girth. And he was relentlessly ramming his knot against her cunny lips, like he was already trying to get that inside. Where Thalus had been basically the perfect level for her, everything here was just too much - bigger was not necessarily better, though she wouldn't dare tell Bracker that to his face.

Just as before, though, the worst of it passed eventually. He may not have been a gentleman, but Bracker was no less magical than Thalus, and whatever energy suffused his body worked on hers over time as well. The pain faded into minimal discomfort, and the pleasure began to replace it again - sharper, harsher, not to the exact same level of Thalus, but enough to turn it from a terrorizing experience to a tolerable one. She returned to moaning, rubbing her face against Thalus's as much as she could, as her body got accustomed to the thick griffin pole trying to conquer her, starting to get worked up into a pleasure rush once again.

Exhaustion was starting to creep in as well. One griffin had taken a toll on her, the second was going to be a little too much for her to last, she was already more slumped against the rack, little more than a doll to be used by the beast. Thalus was keeping her from passing out, she was enduring thanks to his support, but only just hanging in there...even if the fuck was becoming more agreeable, that didn't make her any less tired. She was getting wetter, though, helping Bracker thrust harder and faster as their mingled fluids lubricated her, priming her for what was coming.

And as she got closer, it became more desirable...more than she would have thought. Maybe it was exhaustion and bliss combining into a bit of delirium, but she started to crave the savage treatment, to want Bracker to give her no quarter. The punishing roughness took no less of a toll on her, but there was a bizarre satisfaction in it, enough that she was moaning more frequently and more loudly through the cushion, her eyes a bit unfocused and vision going blurry. Please...more...harder...don't...don't let up until you've spoiled me…

Her wish was granted almost too quickly, as a conquering screech rang out and Bracker slammed all the way in, remorselessly forcing his knot into her and unloading an absolute flood of thick griffin spunk into her body. Eri's eyes rolled back in her head as she once again hit orgasm, this one furious and taxing, pleasurable but as harsh as the rutting she'd got. Writhing in her bonds, she lost her senses momentarily, fading out and then coming back in at Thalus's contact with her. Bracker was unloading something fierce, it felt like she was swelling up even more than before, and if Thalus was a risk of being a breeder Bracker was that thrice over. She wasn't even sure she could hold it all, the cum didn't stop and she felt like she was going to get too swollen for the rack.

Finally, though, Bracker finished shooting, and stood there waiting for his knot to recede, almost impatiently. Eri slumped again, completely wiped out this time; all of this had really been way more than she had expected, and she was mentally smacking herself for not thinking everything through and expecting to all to go so easily. But she'd succeeded, at least...Thalus had claimed her virginity, and if there had been anything left resembling it, Bracker had gone scorched-earth on that. And in a minor blessing, that appeared to be all she'd have to endure, as the other griffins had returned to their stalls; perhaps they decided it would be unwise to compete with the alpha.

Once the big griffin's knot came down, he pulled out, allowing Eri's body to release what had built up inside her. Bracker then trotted back to his own stall, barely even acknowledging the two of them as he no doubt settled in to sleep. Definitely NOT a gentleman...but Eri didn't need him, she had Thalus, who was hastily working to free her. Once her arms were free, Eri joined in the untying, able to at least get a couple parts off, especially the gag in her mouth which had sort of turned out not to be worth it - Bracker had clearly heard enough to be interested anyway. Finally she was out, and barely able to stand on wobbly legs; she felt a soreness in her core that would probably be worse tomorrow. She'd probably want to feign illness, just some slight heat malaise or something that wouldn't be unusual, so that she didn't get too much scrutiny.

Stumbling a bit as she tried to walk, she wobbled into Thalus, who hastened to catch her. Eri rubbed his face, smiling at him. “Thank you, Thalus...for everything tonight." She let out a contented sigh as she righted herself, powering through the exhaustion and ache, knowing she still had to clean up and needed to get back to the castle before too long. It wasn't an easy task, but she managed to scrounge up enough energy to get herself at least somewhat clean and on her way back. Already, she was mulling over whether she was really going to leave this a one-time thing with Thalus...she could probably do without Bracker, but if she went back to the stables the choice might not be hers. But that was getting ahead of herself - for now, she had other things to do.

———

King Pargura and Prince Alduran arrived at the appointed day, and Eri was for the first time looking to see them. Not because she liked them at all, but because she was looking forward to spoiling the prince's plans. There was always a chance that he would surprise her - not for the better, she was sure - but she was sufficiently certain she had read him properly and had the edge. King Harkull was none the wiser, certainly believing that she had indeed come around to him...well, he could believe what he wanted for now.

King Pargura bowed to her father, though in such a way that did not suggest a great deal of respect. The wrinkly, hook-nosed face seemed permanently frozen in a gaze of contempt at everyone and everything, and his attitude hardly suggested otherwise. Alduran, in contrast, was holding himself well enough, upright and proud but with an air of respect...no doubt heavily feigned to hide that smugness that she had caught out in him before. She'd seen flickers of it when he looked at her, not exactly the subtlest of men. But she kept her gaze even, not wanting to give anything away.

“This will be a most joyous union," stated King Pargura, with probably as little acerbicness as she'd ever heard in his voice. “My son and your daughter will make for great partners, and future rulers. I have no doubt that she will find him a fine man."

“Indeed, I have great hopes for them myself," agreed King Harkull. “Eri seems to feel the same way. A fine young woman for a fine young man. Please, go and greet him."

“As you wish," Eri said simply, stepping forward as Prince Alduran did the same. That smirk came through again, though he tamped it down just enough as his hand held hers. As it did, she noticed a peculiar ring on his finger. Hm...is that…

“Princess Eritea. I've heard such wonderful things about you." Oh, goodness, the strain in his voice...how hard he was struggling to maintain a respectful tone! It was almost humorous, if it hadn't been from a real threat to her. “Your beauty and grace certainly do shine through, and I can tell you have quite the powerful spirit. You will make a fine wife to...wh-what?!"

Eri cocked her head. “Why, whatever is the matter, Prince Alduran?" Laying it on a bit thick, but she kept an innocent tone over it.

“You...the ring...you're...you're not a virgin at all! H-how are...that can't be right! I was certain you were, the ring said you were!"

So that was it - she thought he had been awfully presumptuous before, but now she knew he had a means of telling. “Well, perhaps your ring is a little off...I don't believe I ever said anything of the kind."

“You...h-how dare you!" Alduran jerked his hands away in disgust, his decorum evaporating completely. “What kind of whore are you, tainting yourself before I can have you? How dare you throw away your purity like that?! If I wanted to marry some two-bit harlot I could find her anywhere, you're nothing but a worthless tramp!"

“EXCUSE ME?!" Eri's heart jumped as Alduran suddenly looked like he'd been struck by lightning at the booming voice of Hurkull rising up behind her. She didn't think she'd ever heard her father's voice have as much fire as that! “You dare speak down to my daughter like that?! You dare treat her with so little respect, after I invite you here in good faith to see our countries come together?! That you would step into my home and act with such cruelty and vitriol, I ought to have you thrown into the dungeons for the rest of your life!"

“K-king Harkull!" King Paragua had never looked so out of sorts to Eri either - no doubt he had been utterly blindsided by all this. “This is...this is unnecessary, an overreaction, I'm sure Alduran had-"

“He spoke what he spoke with full understanding!" roared King Harkull. “You threatened an invasion over my referring to your gold-buckled shoes as brass, and yet you try to speak away such vile filth as has come from your son's mouth?! Would you insult me, my daughter, my kingdom, and our honor so viciously?! I should have you both strung up for this! Begone! Leave and never return, or so help me..."

“Very...very well…" King Paragua glared at the sulking Alduran. “We will not be back...certainly not for anything like this…" The two hastened away, and Eri felt rather a sense of glee at how diminished they were. There were few things which could put someone such as King Paragua on defense, but he had certainly not foreseen such fire as her father put up...she hadn't even known he had it in him herself.

“Well…" She turned to the man, who was composing himself but still looked rather rattled and upset. “It appears I owe you an apology, my dear...I was completely taken by him. I should have listened more to your objections...you must have seen something I did not."

Eri merely smiled. “I forgive you, father, for bringing the hammer once he revealed himself. That was quite impressive."

“It's been a long time since I was so riled...but I must say…" King Harkull rubbed his temples a bit. “To go that far, to...get intimate with someone, to get out of wedding him?"

A bit of slyness crept into Eri's smile. “Well, father, I certainly didn't want to put you in a bind...I figured if there was a way to get out of it while you kept your own face, it was for the best. Besides, 'purity' is overrated...why should I be held to a standard the men are not?"

“You...ah." The king shook his head, but a weary smile crossed his own features. “You are without a doubt the most...tenacious young lady I've ever known. Your determination will make you a legendary queen someday, I have no doubt...with or without a king to rule by your side. I suppose which one of those will...depend on whether you find any worthy, for I suspect I will never be able to get one past you that doesn't meet your approval."

“As it should be, father. But I daresay you'll be more mindful of that yourself...and we won't have to have any more surprises between us."

The king shrugged a bit in resignation. “I suppose I will have to be. I must know, though...how? I know I haven't been watching you day and night, but I can't imagine you being...willing to do that with just anyone, and I know no one in the castle would dare. Who on earth did you...couple with?"

Eri waved a finger at him. “That is a secret between myself and him. I vowed I would never tell, and I know he won't. Don't worry your head about it, father, I'm sure you have more pressing concerns. If you'll excuse me, this dress is rather uncomfortable…"

As Eritea stepped away from the grand hall, King Harkull watched her go, still perplexed. He hadn't really expected a straight answer out of her, but the confidence with which she said that...surely, under enough pressure, any man would crack and tell the truth, were he inclined to apply it. And if she had been mistreated it any way...but she would not have been so absolutely certain that he would remain silent if she didn't have a guarantee. Who would be unable to tell? And who would she even know who she could trust like that?

The answer hit him like a ton of bricks. That...that griffin. Thalus. Unable to speak, having her full trust...my gods, Eritea, there really were no lengths you wouldn't go to, were there?

Sighing, he rose up, and left the grand hall himself, very much in need of a rest. Well, he HAD sort of brought it all about himself, hadn't he? Never again would he doubt her resolve...whatever man she would be with was one she would choose, all he could do was try to find them for her. And perhaps, if he didn't want her to be legendary for another reason, he should be a little more careful about who he brought in as a potential suitor.