Double Stuffed By The Gargoyles (a paranormal threesome monster menage erotica)

When Angelina sneaks away from the party with Brian, she's hoping for some hot sex under the stars. But after he gets himself off, he leaves Angelina alone on the roof, frustrated and achingly horny. But she learns that she's not alone on the rooftop when two massive stone gargoyles come to life before her eyes... And want to finish what her disappointing date started! Can Angelina handle being taken by two gargoyles? WARNING! This 3700 word story contains graphic descriptions of explicit sexual acts, including: a girl being taken by two gargoyles, and intense double penetration sex that will leave you quivering and begging for more... Here's a little taste: I couldn’t take my eyes off of the twin figures that were now standing right in front of me, towering over me. I was frozen, my heart pounding so loudly that I was sure that the gargoyles could hear it, loud and clear. I’d never felt so small, never felt so very breakable, until that moment, faced with two giants made of stone. It dawned on me that I should be afraid. Very afraid. I turned on my heel quickly, and made to run across the roof, to get as far away from the gargoyles as I could. Instead, I tripped on my panties that I’d forgotten were around my knees, and fell flat onto the floor, knocking the wind out of myself. I heard one of the gargoyles chuckle, and then I felt a heavy, solid figure on my back, pinning me down. “Why try to run, little one?” The gravely voice was in my ear, and I could feel the monster’s cool breath tickling my earlobe. His tongue flicked my prickling skin as he spoke, sending shivers up my spine. “Moments ago you were desperate to feel us, begging for us to give you what you want so badly.” He pried my legs open, and I let out a cry as he tore my lace panties in the process. Suddenly, I was on my feet again, sandwiched between the two gargoyles. Their hands, strong and solid, were roaming all over me, groping greedily. My head swam and my heart raced. I could feel heat pooling deep inside of me, all of the lust and arousal suddenly flooding back. “Please…” I moaned. I pressed against the gargoyles, but I couldn’t tell if I was trying to get away from them, or closer to them...