Stay

You decided that whatever else was out in those woods and the rest of the tower were probably more dangerous than a handsome satyr that could cook. After removing your clothes, the heat on your skin began to subside, but you still had heat burning in your core. Your stomach, maybe? No, it was lower; your loins ached with a burning need to be filled. You began to scan room for anything that could scratch this itch for you. However, as if sensing your arousal, the satyr stopped playing, stood up, and walked over to you, his erect cock proudly on display.

It's perfect You think to yourself, grabbing the base of his cock and leading him to the bedroom. You lay down on the bed and spread your legs. The satyr clearly finds the sight inviting and climbs up onto the bed and atop you.

Soon you feel your folds part as he presses his manhood to the entrance of your pussy, and gasp as you feel him push deeper. His cock has already begun to quench the heat you feel in your loins, but now you want more. Your hands explore the satyr's body as he pounds away into your body. Your fingers run through his coarse mane of hair, then down to his shoulders and arms. You press your face to his neck as he works, drowning yourself in his musk.

The satyr's pace began to quicken and you can tell he is close to cumming. You move your hands lower to his hips and to his firm ass as he pumps away.

"Cum for me; fill me up." You beg your lover.

Spurred on by your words, he moans himself and buries his cock balls deep as he unloads his balls into your sensitive pussy. You can feel your body tighten and your legs spasm as you join the satyr in orgasm.

The satyr falls beside you, completely exhausted, and pulls you into his arms

"The name's Pavros, by the way."

A handsome name for a handsome satyr.

"I'm Clara." You respond in kind.

"Well, Clara, you're welcome to stay here as long as you want."

You nuzzle your face into Pavros's chest and get another dose of his musk before falling asleep in his arms.