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by: Spacebabie

Email: LadyAndromeda@smstars.zzn.com

All in the Family

Gloria’s long chocolate tresses spread across her bare chest. Graceful arms criss-crossed each other causing her tapered fingers to shield her neglected area. Her thin and slightly muscular legs were together with her toes pointing to the entrance of the room.

The door creaked open as another foot, larger and slightly darker stepped inside. The owner of the foot brought the rest of his body throat the door. The man slowly strode towards the bed wearing nothing but a home made cape out of a sheet.

Jerry kneeled by Gloria’s bed and watched. With each breath she took her milky white breasts rose causing a few of her silky strands to fall off. He could begin to make out the soft and pink nubs of her nipples. Her face was calm. A long and narrow nose ended in a pert little ski jump. Her pink lips were held in a semi smile. He lowered his head and pressed his mouth against hers.

Long and gentle lashes rose up to reveal hazel eyes.

"The princess has awaken," Jerry gasped in mock amaze. "The curse has been lifted."

"Nay good prince it has not," Gloria said in a false attempt to sound British. "For the witch who had cursed me said a kiss alone won’t save my kingdom."

"Then what?"

"I have to be satisfied in another way."

"Like this?" He brushed away the soft strands that concealed her right breast. "When God created you he placed two moons on your chest. Never before have I seen them this round, white and perfect." The palm of his hand caressed the bottom of her boob and slowly glided upwards. The rest of his fingers came in contact with her tender flesh when he reached the top He rubbed downwards pausing at her nipple. His index finger pressed down pushing it in a bit, then his thumb joined in rubbing the perfect apex between both fingers.

As his fingers worked their magic Gloria felt her pulse race. Her body heat began to sore as Jerry brushed his lips against her tender pearl. She felt the end of her breast being gently and slowly sucked into his mouth and moaned.

"Nay," She lost the accent. "Good sir that is not enough. Her thighs trembled as she felt an aching heat develop in her nether region. She slowly slid her middle fingers down towards her lips. "You have to try harder."

He removed her hands that were about to part her pouty nether lips. He brushed against her silky curls before pressing his fingers through the folds and parted them exposing the damp pinkness that was inside.

"Why this valley is full of roses," He gasped before lowering his head to breath in her sweet musk. "The scent of heaven."

She felt his warm breath on her parted damp petals and grew even wetter. She widened her cream colored legs when she felt another finger push inside and stroke her lust swollen clitoris.

"Your sword," Her voice was a tight squeak. "Only your sword can save the kingdom."

"Yes my sword," Jerry nodded and leaned forward across her warm body. The head of his risen manhood resting on top of thigh. He reached for the condom on top of the night stand. "but first let me apply the special covering."

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They were not the only two to be experiencing pleasure in the middle of the day.

Dominique Destine’s normally neat hair but now it was plastered against her back and shoulders with sweat as she held onto her mate. Red curls were intertwined with red curls as they pushed onward riding higher to their sexual peak.

Matt fell backward taking his beloved with him not stopping for a second. He opened his eyes and stared at her large breasts shaking over him. He was almost there as the kept thrusting. A silenced yell escaped his mouth as he felt explosions rippled through his body.

Dominique felt her mate fire off a mere second before her own wave a pleasure rippled out.

"Ooooohhhhhhh!" She cried her voice started low then rose to an operatic pitch.

"Were in sync with each other," He said when he finally caught his breath. She collapsed across his chest.

"So that was a nooner," She said. They were in her secret room. The bottoms of the windows were covered with cardboard.

"Yup," He began to reach for his underwear. "Only problem is I can’t really go back to work."

"Why not?"

"I stink of sex." He stood up.

"Let me smell." She sniffed his chest. "You smell fine." Her sniffing traveled up his neck. "very fine." To his face. "In fact delicious." She leaned up on her toes to kiss him. "but if you insist I have a shower." She lead him to her private bathroom where there was indeed a shower. "Hop in" She instructed as she turned on the water.

He grabbed the bar of soap and worked up a lather in his hands before applying them to his mate’s bare creamy shoulders. He massaged her while he cleaned her. She took the soap from him and used it to scrub her arms and chest.

His hands joined her as she rubbed the suds across her wet breasts. One of his hands left seconds before grabbing her waist and spinning her around.

"Yes my love," She smiled before she began to clean his chest. He pressed against her. Her soft round rump being pushed against the wall as the soap fell from her hand.

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Their eyes were locked deeply into each other as they reentered the main part of Dominique’s office.

"Ms Destine?" Mary Anne’s voice rang out over the intercom.

"Uh-huh?" She was still reeling from their shower.

"There are visitors-"

"Send them in."

"Do you want to know why?"

"No just let them in." She didn’t remover her gaze from his. That cocky grin, those steel blue eyes, she couldn’t hold back any longer and nearly leaped into his arms to kiss him again.

His warm familiar kiss suddenly felt dead. She pulled back and noticed his shocked expression. Her eyes followed the direction his was focused at.

Standing in the front of them was a couple in their late fifties or possibly early sixties. They also were shocked . She had never met these people before yet they seem so familiar.

"Mom, Dad," Matt’s voice went high for a second. "Hi."

"My big boy!" The woman ran up and threw her arms around her son. "What is the matter with you? You don’t call, you don’t visit."

"Pleased to meet you," The man held out his hand. "Joseph Bluestone, and that is my wife Miriam."

"So how did you know I would be here?" Matt asked.

"Your partner told us you were spending your lunch break here." Joseph said and winked at the words "Lunch break."

"Why are you asking the questions?" Miriam asked. "We have so many. Why didn’t you tells us you moved in with the Xanatos family or that Ms Destine is your girl friend?"

Girlfriend? Both Matt and Dominique tensed up at the word. It seemed so unnatural.

While Miriam kept firing question after question Joseph looked at Ms Destine’s desk. One picture caught his attention. It had both Matt and Dominique as well as an infant in Dominique’s arms.

"Hey son who is this?" Joseph picked up the picture and tapped at the image of Charlie.

"That’s our son Charlie," Dominique answered.

"Matthew William Bluestone How could you not tell me that you are married and that I have a grandson?!" Miriam Shouted.

"Were not married." Matt answered. This time Joe tore into him.

"Why the hell not?"

"We don’t need a wedding," Dominique answered. "Were mated."

"Mated?" Joseph asked.

"What exactly does that mean?" Miriam asked.

"It’s kind of hard to explain mom."

"Well your not going to put off visiting any longer. I want to see my grandson tonight."

"Tonight is not good, how about this weekend."

"Fine this weekend." She stormed off.

"Wait I’ll ride the elevator with you. Elisa is waiting to pick me up now that my break is over."

"Sure son your lunch break," Joe nudged him. "You don’t have to cover up. Your mother and I had our fair share of nooners."

"I did not need to hear that."

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Miriam was still stewing s her husband pressed the button for the first floor.

"Will there ever be wedding?" She asked.

"No," Matt answered. "That is a hum-" He cut himself off.

"A what?"

"Never mind."

"Tell me Matt are you two eloped?" Joe asked.

"No were mated."

"Mated what is that?" Miriam asked. "Some kind of-what is she? Destine that sounds French, ah Catholic. Some kind of Catholic thing?"

"No mom."

"I want you to have a wedding. We’ll have both a Priest and a Rabbi, just please?"

The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Matt exited first.

"I’ll think about it."

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Goliath decided the clan could use a break. Hudson, Broadway, Angela, Bronx, Matt and Demona were gathered in front of the TV watching a romantic movie. Hudson sank back deeper into his chair, the soft cushions caressing every inch of his body.

"Lad cannae pass the popcorn?" The elderly gargoyle asked. Broadway handed him the large plastic bowl that was half filled with fluffy kernels before licking the last buttery drops of his aqua talons.

Angela glanced over her shoulder at her mother and Matt. With a smile she wrapped her arms around his wide stomach and lower back and rested her head against his chest. Broadway turned his head to see what gave Angela that idea. On the couch Matt leaned back with Demona’s arms around him and her head on his chest. The golden gargoyle was massaging the back of his mate’s head. Broadway placed his talons on the top of Angela’s head and began to massage.

The moment was interrupted when Owen entered holding a phone in his good hand.

"An Alice Montgomery wishes to speak with Detective Bluestone," The blond man said. Demona sat back up while Matt held out his hand. Owen slipped the phone into his outstretched talons.

"Hello?" Matt asked.

"Is it true?" The woman on the other end said. "Am I finally an aunt?"

"Yes Alice its true. You have a nephew."

"Mom told me as much. Were going to be flying out this weekend to the city."

"We?"

"Yes Robert and Jenna will be flying with me. Lisa and her fiancee will also be arriving."

"So the whole family will be here?"

"Plus our lil cousin."

"Daniel?"

"No Marleen."

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Matt held onto the wriggling body of his son while Demona carried a large bowl full of water to the table next to the bottles of baby shampoo, soap and lotion.

"Hold him still," She said as she dipped a soft wash cloth into the water.

"It looks like he doesn’t want to cooperate," Matt smiled. Demona worked in the soap and began to gently wash their hatchling.

"My love can I ask you something?" She asked.

"Sure."

"Why did you balk to your parents about seeing our son?"

"It’s obvious why I don’t want them over tonight."

"Your not ashamed of what we are?"

"Far from it, It’s I just don’t know how they would react to our transformations."

"Matthew if its one thing that I have learned recently is that a mother has unconditional love

for their children. They will accept you. If not then you know you still have family with us and the clan accepts you."

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Dominique carried her son into the dining hall. She thought seven thirty was early too wake up on Saturday. She was amazed to see her mate and Owen bustling about.

"Whats going on?" She yawned.

"You didn’t forget did you?" Matt asked. "My family will be here at nine."

"Oh no!" Dominique feigned worry "and this place is such a mess."

"Very droll Ms Destine," Owen told her. "Were just making sure there will be enough food for the average mealtimes for whenever a member of the Bluestone family gets hungry." He placed the platter of cinnamon rolls on the table next to the large bowl of oatmeal. She gasped at the different kinds of breakfast foods that were there. Donuts, crullers, and Danish pastries. Pancakes, waffles, French toast, regular toast, bagels, biscuits, bacon, grilled ham slices, grapefruit, melon, bananas a variety of berries and eggs cooked in a variety of ways from scrambled to Benedict.

"You sure this will feed them all?" She asked as she sat down next to Alex’s high chair. The toddler was finishing his cereal.

"We have to make sure that all their dietary needs will be met," Matt said. "We don’t know what the doctors have ordered for my parents and there was that time Alice went through a warm blooded vegetarian phase. We can’t just be too careful." She nodded and noticed the bacon and ham again.

"I thought your family is Jewish."

"They are, but they aren’t strict in the kosher department. My brother in law is Catholic and my cousin is half Lutheran. My parents won’t eat sausage though."

"Well sausage is mystery meat. You have a pretty diverse family." The phones started ringing and Owen excused himself.

"Morning," David Xanatos entered the dining hall. "Ah I’ve seen Owen has made breakfast."

"Morning Mr. X," Matt greeted.

"Daddy I got Foot Loops," Alex held up a handful of the brightly colored cereal.

"I see," David smiled at his son. "So today is the day I get to meet your family."

"Yup," Matt answered. "They will be here in-" Owen cut him off.

"They are here and waiting in the lobby."

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John and Miriam entered the dining hall first followed by Alice, Robert and Jenna. The little girl skipped ahead of everyone and paused in front of the table.

"Mommy look at the food," The child said taking in the spread with her bright blue eyes.

"We don’t know who that food is for sweetie," Alice joined her daughter. Like her daughter Alice had blue eyes, but her hair color was the same light brown her own mother’s used to be. Jenna’s honey colored hair came from her father who high fived his brother in law.

"Congratulations," Robert said. "And this must be my sister in law and my nephew."

"May I hold him?" Miriam asked. Dominique nodded and handed her son over. "Oh he looks like Matt when he was a baby."

"He has his mother’s eyes," Joseph pointed out. "Our first grandson." Jenna turned when she heard him say that and stuck her bottom lip out.

"Nana and Bepop don’t love me anymore?" The girl asked.

"Oh honey," Miriam hugged her grandchild. "You will always be our first grand child, but now you have something else that is special. You now have a cousin."

"A cousin?" She stood on tiptoe to look at Charlie. "Can I hold him?"

"I think you’re too small sweet heart," Robert told her. "Now lets ask this nice man if we can have some of this breakfast."

"Knock your selves out," David said. "How old are you Jenna?"

"I’m three," She held up three fingers. "Can I have some waffles please?"

"Yes you may."

Matt grinned as he took in the whole scene. He hadn’t seen his sister and her family in a few years.

"She has gotten bigger," He commented.

"Yes she has," Miriam agreed.

"Hey Jenna if you keep growing you won’t be able to climb all over me." Matt joked.

"I won’t get too big Uncle Matt. I promise."

"Why don’t you say hello to your new Aunt?" Alice asked. "Oh I’m sorry I didn’t get your name."

"Dominique," The immortal answered. She was too much in a daze this morning. Not only does she have in laws but she also has a niece.

"Good morning Aunt Dom- dommi, domin-"

"Dee call me aunt Dee for now."

"Okay Aunt Dee."

"You guys are a little early," Matt said. "We weren’t expecting your for another hour."

"Looks like you were expecting an army," Joseph pointed at the food. "Your mother couldn’t wait another second."

"Mrs. Bluestone I’ll take my son to his crib and you can have breakfast," Dominique reached for her son.

"Miriam dear, you can call me Miriam."

"When’s Lisa going to arrive?" Matt asked.

"She and Tim went to the airport to pick up Marleen," Joseph explained.

"I think you’ll like Tim," Miriam smiled. "A highschool teacher and he’s a nice Jewish boy." Both Matt and Alice rolled their eyes. "No offense to your significant others, or your sister Joe."

"None taken," Robert said. "Just as long as you don’t expect me to say Hail Mary at least once a day."

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By the time the last three members of the family showed up the rest of the castle had awaken and finished up their breakfast. Lisa had the same shade as red hair as her brother. Matt hugged her and shook Tim’s hand. Jenna wanted to be picked up by her aunt. One person stood back.

"Well well if big Matty isn’t acknowledging his lil cousin ooh la la," The woman in her early twenties said stressing out each syllable in the word "Acknowledging." She hasn’t changed a bit. Five foot four with shoulder length dark brown hair wearing a tight silver shirt and leather shorts.

"Hey Marlene," Matt greeted. "It’s been a while."

"Whoa backup up I still go by the old nicky."

"What have you been up too Mars?"

"Pretty good, some ‘gents are stopping by looking at my panels. I think Night Angel is going to fly." Still refers to Agents as ‘gents. It used to bug him when he was in the FBI when she called him a fedgent.

"So where is my nephew?" Lisa asked after she set Jenna down.

"He’s asleep now," Dominique said. "but if your quiet I’ll let you see him." She lead the party to the nursery. Frank took Matt aside.

"So is your cousin seeing anyone?" He asked.

"Let me warn you," Matt said. "Mars Bluestone is 23 going on 16. She doesn’t take anything seriously especially responsibility. Always has to do everything her way and always has to be the best. When she was one I caught her trying to crawl out of her crib, at five she nearly fell out of a tree. At eleven she made a makeshift hang glider. Her brother caught her in time. I’m not going to even tell you about her driving test."

"So is she seeing anyone?"

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Without so much a peep the family circled Charlie’s crib and peered in.

"He’s even cute when he is asleep," Miriam whispered.

"My nephew," Lisa gasped. "I finally get to see him."

"How old is he?" Mars asked.

"Nearly four months," Dominique answered. "He is very wiggly and he may sit up soon."

"He has no naval," Robert noted. "Is this a birth defect?"

"No its not," Dominique said.

"but how is this possible?"

"Probably some quack hacked his umbilical cord," Mars guessed. "Hope you sued the moron."

The baby yawned and everyone was enamored again.

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The seven statues stood majestically on their perches. They were alone except for the occasional bird that would rest on them. Human voices disturbed the quiet moment as Joe, Lisa, Matt, Robert and Jenna entered the area.

"Amazing," Lisa commented. "Their poses make them seem that they are about to attack."

"These statues aren’t your friends by the way?" Joe asked. Matt nodded his head.

"I thought they were flesh and blood," Lisa said.

"They are at night, during the day they are stone."

"Daddy," Jenna giggled and squirmed away from her father she ran to where Bronx rested. "I like the doggy and I like this one." She pointed at Lexington.

"I’m one at night too," Matt forced out.

"What?" Robert asked.

"At night I turn into a gargoyle."

"Your kidding right?" Joseph asked.

"No dad I’m not and I’m going to show you."

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He sighed as he pulled tied on his loincloth. He had to show them. He couldn’t keep it in the dark any longer. The leather of his belt was getting worn. The rest of his outfit wasn’t in better shape. A lump had gathered in his throat while slipping into his shirt. How will they take it?

He stared down at his feet. Flat and pale compared to his night form. The coolness of the floor chilled his toes. He wiggled them before leaving for the dining hall where his family had gathered. No sign of the power that they will display in a few minutes.

The Bluestones and Montgomery’s were talking about a variety of things. Jenna was teaching Alex a hand clapping game.

Matt cleared his throat brining all their eyes on him.

"Nice," Mars commented. "Looks like I am rubbing off on ya."

"Is this a dress down dinner?" Tim asked.

"No," Matt said and licked his dry lips. "I’m about to change."

"Your serious?" Joseph asked. Other members were asking what Matt meant as the last rays of daylight slipped away.

He felt the first part that never really bothered him too much. The fine hairs on his arms and legs, and the darker curls that were on his nether area retracted into his body. His belly button sealed up as his skin changed from pinkish peach to gold. The hair on his head grew longer a mere fraction of a second before his ears grew larger and pointed. The pain began to really set in when he felt his organs shift around. He grabbed his stomach and moaned in agony exposing his lengthening canines. His hands went from five fingers to four and grew talons. Horns sprouted from his head while wings ripped out from his back. His elbows and knees lengthen into spurs before his tail grew. The last change was that of his feet. They grew larger and changed shape.

A handful of gasps and a few "oh my god’s" erupted from the crowd that was now backing up.

"Wh-who who?" Miriam felt her voice return to her. "Who did this too you?"

"Mom its still me," Matt said. He didn’t know who was more afraid. His family or him from their reactions. The first one too come foreword was little Jenna.

"Uncle Matt got wings?" Jenna approached. She was about to reach out for her uncle when her father swooped her up and held her in a protective hold.

"Robert?" Alice’s voice was tense and bordering on anger. Her expression changed when she saw another gargoyle walk up and stood by Matt’s side.

"I believe you owe my mate an apology," Demona glared at Robert. "Am I right Miriam?"

"Dominique Destine?" Joseph asked. Demona nodded.

"You!" Miriam shrieked and pointed a finger at the female gargoyle. "You did this your turned my son into a monster!" The comment cut like barbed wired. Matt’s wings drooped as he hung his head. Seeing her love’s hurt expression Demona’s eyes burned up.

"We are not monsters. We are gargoyles and you will learn to respect that human." She snarled in Mrs. Bluestone’s face. Matt leaped between them.

"Mom, Beloved I think we need a time out. Lets cool off," Matt said. Miriam turned on her heel and left in a huff with Joseph behind her. Demona’s eyes cooled down before she left the room. Matt looked around. He was alone with Mars.

"I wasn’t afraid," She said. "Even if your turned inside out and sang "Wannabe" from your butt I still wont be afraid."

"I know."

"This is a bigger bombshell than I’ll ever be. Once their heads stopped spinning they will be cool with it."

"You were that last person I would expect to say the right thing."

"Jeez cous give me some cred will ya, but can I ask a question?"

"Go ahead."

"Are you happy with this?"

"Extremely."

"If someone found a way to make you stay human all the time would you do it?"

"No, changing me back to the way I used to be will be killing apiece of me. I love being a gargoyle at night."

"Can I touch?"

"What?"

"Can I feel your hands and your wings, your horns, your-"

"Knock your self out." He held out his hands for Mars to examine. Both her small hands could fit into one of his enlarged hand. She felt each of his fingers and tapped his claws with her finger nails. She pressed her fingers against his abdomen and rubbed.

"Smooth," She took the notice of his now missing naval. "but not too smooth."

"Tiny scales," He explained.

"Almost like leather, but not thick as the skin of George Hamilton."

"He’s smooth in other areas too," Frank walked in. "Hi Mars."

"Shut up Frank," Matt warned.

"So six of you change?" The female asked.

"Seven. My son also changes." Mars said nothing and continued the examination. She felt the thickness of his tail and watched it as he flicked it like a worried cat.

"Does it have any uses?"

"It can grab people and trip the enemy."

"It has other uses too," Frank added.

"Shut up Frank." He kneeled while she examined his horns.

"Ever play ring toss?" She asked.

"Only with-"Frank was cut off.

"Shut up Frank." Matt’s voice had a slight growl in it. The last were his wings. She ran her finger down the borders, and stroked the lining. She grabbed his wing fingers and they grabbed back. Her hands slid down the arms of the wings to the sensitive area on his back.

Matt sucked in air as his feet slid apart an inch and his eyes flickered white for a second.

"What did I do?" Mars asked alarmed.

"You just touched his G spot." Frank answered.

"His what?"

"The sensitive area between the wings on his back. We all have it. Want to touch mine?"

The detective’s eyes flared up as he was about to threaten the other were when his cousin took care of it for him.

"Shut up Frank before I shut you down and around." Matt smiled and patted Mars on her head.

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Robert noticed the dead end and stopped. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs that lead to the tower where the statues stood.

"Robert what has gotten in to you?" Alice stormed up to him. A storm of rage flashed through her blue eyes.

"I was afraid he would hurt our daughter," Her husband announced.

"How dare you! Matt may have changed physically but he is still the same in heart, mind and soul. He is my brother, the same guy who arranged your bachelor party and found some way to give you a box full of authentic Cuban cigars wrapped in a pink ribbon when Jenna was born."

"Those claws, he might accidentally scratch her."

"And yet you still trusted Lisa with those acrylic talons to pick up Jenna?"

"I I this was surprise, We weren’t expecting this I-" He was interrupted when the sounds of loud yawning brought their attention to the stairs as seven gargoyles, the same ones as the stone forms that rested peacefully on the parapets were heading towards them.

"Doggy!" Jenna squealed and raced up to Bronx. The blue beast paused in surprise as the strange child reached up and hugged him. His large jaws broke into a wide smile before giving the child and affectionate slurp. Jenna giggled before greeting Lex with a similar hug.

"Were sorry," Alice apologized. "We saw you while you were sleeping and your dog and your smallest member are my daughter’s favorites."

"No need to apologize," Lex smiled as he hugged the little girl. He noticed Brooklyn eyeing him quizzically or was that jealousy since the child chose him instead of his rookery brother. "What can I say? Kids like me."

"Who are you?" Goliath asked.

"I’m Alice," Alice greeted. "This is my husband Robert and our daughter Jenna. I’m Matt’s sister."

"Were pleased to meet ye lass," Hudson shook her hand first before greeting Robert.

"I’m sorry," The blond man apologized to his wife.

"I’m not the one you should be apologizing too."

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Lisa and Tim stared down at the giggling azure hatchling in the crib.

"He changes too," Tim noted.

"Poor thing," Lisa said. "My brother went through a lot of pain in his transformation. It must have been tougher for the child."

"Do gargoyles hatch out of eggs?"

"I don’t know."

"It would make sense, because of the no belly button." She nodded as she took in the information.

"Same color as his mother." She tickled him under his chin. "Has his father’s wings." She touched the tiny wing fingers. They wrapped around her index.

"He likes you," Her fiancee said as she picked up her nephew.

"Of course he does. I’m his aunt."

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Demona found herself in Xanatos’s office. After slamming the door she stomped around the room complaining about humans.

"Is something the matter?" David Xanatos asked. The immortal looked up in surprise. She thought she was alone, but she wasn’t.

"Did they take it well?" Fox asked.

"Miriam Bluestone is the most pushy small minded woman in the world," Demona grumbled while rubbing her temple. "She referred to both her son and I as monsters. She’s the monster."

"So your mother inlaw is a bitch," Xanatos said. "Welcome to the club." Fox slapped him on his shoulder.

"She was so different his morning."

"So were you," Fox pointed out. "You have to see things from her point of view. She hasn’t really seen her son in over a year. He’s moved from his apartment, has you as his mate, has a son and well the transformation is a bit unexpecting. If I were her I would have fainted or suffered from a cardiac arrest."

"She is like all the other humans who don’t understand our kind."

"Well when was the first time you seen a human?"

"I was twenty."

"And?"

"It was more like being ten for a human. I was a bit shocked to see upright talking sentient creatures that didn’t have wings or a tail. I didn’t understand at first, but"

"But what?"

"Nothing."

"Demona you should try to offer the olive branch," Xanatos said. "Think about it. It could have been worse. My Mother inlaw is Titania." Fox thwacked him again.

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Joseph finally caught up with is wife. She was hunched over and shaking with sobs.

"Miriam?"

"Our only son," were the only words that she managed to choke out. He put her arms around his wife and held her close.

"He’s still our son."

"But now he is a a-"

"Gargoyle. He’ll be human during the day. I know we can’t have dinner as a family in a restaurant, but he still the same boy who finger-painted a picture of you when he was in kindergarten."

"He has less fingers now, and how could he stand up for that woman, and call it his beloved?"

"Her, not an it her, and I believe he truly loves her. I don’t know how these things happen. I can’t explain it, but its not just him. She loves our son as well. The reason she really got pissed was when you called Matt a monster. She was protecting him."

"I called my boy a monster?"

"It really hurt him."

"I think I can see him again," She dabbed at her blood shot eyes and stood up.

Joseph was by her side when they returned to dining hall. Everyone had returned. Robert and Tim were talking with Goliath, and Jerry. Alice, Marle, and Angela were helping Owen with dinner. Lexington held on to Jenna as the both of them rode on Bronx. Mars was showing her panels to the Brooklyn and Broadway. Lisa sat down next to Hudson as she held on to her nephew.

Miriam gasped as she noticed that her grandson also was a gargoyle. Joe tapped her shoulder and pointed to where their son stood. Matt was in the middle of a deep and passionate kiss with Demona. As soon as their mouths parted he pulled her closed and wrapped his wings around her. She wrapped her wings around him and pressed her head against his chest.

"Well son I see the whole family is accepting of your gift and your friends," Joe smiled. He noticed Demona’s eyes had a satisfied look when he referred to his son’s change as a gift.

"I’m sorry," Miriam said. "I was in shock I didn’t mean to hurt you Matthew."

"It’s okay mom," Matt reassured her.

"Dominique I know you hate me right now, but well he is my only son and I want to make sure he has met the right woman. When I see the love that is displayed in both your eyes and that you are raising a perfectly healthy and beautiful baby I can just say welcome to the family." Demona just nodded. "Now Matthew as long as I am still alive and your half human I won’t stop brining up the subject of a wedding until you agree to go with it."

"Sounds reasonable," Demona said. "but I don’t want a large one." Matt’s jaw fell when he heard that. He was sure his mate wasn’t into human customs.

"We can have it in the castle," Matt suggested.

"I guess the guests are already here," Joe said. "Except some of you will be asleep. We’ll need a priest and a rabbi, rings, certificate-I’m missing something."

"The dress dad," Alice said. "Flowers, bridesmaids and groomsmen"

"The Chuppah, the kiddush, the glass, the star of David a cross-"Miriam rattled off.

"A ball and a chain," Mars added. "Gee sorry but I feel weddings are over rated. Just give me a Justice of the Peace and fly me to Vegas."

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"We are alone," Demona said as she slid off her arm band while her mate ran his fingers through her wild red locks.

"Your serious about a wedding?" He asked before sitting next to her on their bed. "I know it’s not a gargoyle custom."

"Not your cousin’s custom either."

"Let me apologize for her-"

"She’s my favorite of your relatives." He smiled and shook his head at her words. "You didn’t want a wedding on my behalf?" She grasped her top and began to pull it off. "Like I said I don’t mind a small one. It would be nice to have a wedding gown that isn’t torn." She dropped the halter on the ground pulled off her loin cloth.

"My love what are you doing?" He looked her over. The light of the moon coming in through window struck her naked blue body making it appear as if it was glowing. Her tail reached out and grabbed the end of his. "No not, not with my family here." Her wings lifted up and the fingers came connected forming a temple over her. Her eyelids drooped as her right hand caressed he cheek and slowly slide down her chin, neck, and breasts. She gave her nipple a tweak before spreading her legs.

Matt pounced on her. His mouth instantly coming in contact with hers. His tongue reached inside her mouth sweeping all over while he could feel her hands remove his clothes. His wing fingers grasped hers holding her warm body closer to his.

She felt his mouth leave hers and began to descend down toward her breasts. She brushed her lips against his warm and boney forehead that was starting to perspire from his arousal. Her soft purplish lips glided over his left eye before she pressed in for a kiss slowly suctioning in his skin. She lifted her mouth a little higher to press against his horn. Azure talons pressed into his golden shoulder when his warm wet mouth wrapped around the rubbery grape of her nipple. Her other hand clutched and reclutched the pillow when his fangs sank into her soft tender flesh.

Her chewy nipple was like a purple gumdrop in his mouth as he nearly swallowed it with the way he inhaled. Her released her round nub before his hand grasped her breast and began to slide down her abdomen. Her pushed away her hand that was already traveling towards her smooth plump mound with its pursed lips. He hovered his hand over barely touching her sex before pressing into the crease of the outer fold and tracing the area. The heat rose in his needy area as he parted the soft flaps of her innersex and spread them apart.

Demona gritted her teeth and thrust out her chest as she felt herself tighten with heat. Her claws dug deep into the bed as she felt the sharp points of her mate’s talons reach deep inside her and press her dampening hole. She could feel her own mate’s lust coat her belly with glistening nectar. She reached for his tail while trying to lift her lower region.

Matt’s talons became soaked with the succulent juice of his beloved as he plunged them deeper into her love hole. He slowly removed his hands before placing his fingers in his mouth. The taste of Demona’s honey made his whole mouth tingle and made him crave even more. The heated musk of her sex lead his mouth strait towards her slit as he began to lick her soft quivering lips. Slowly slurping up her wetness he felt her pull on his tail. He gently nibbled on each lip knowing that his fangs will harm her before wrapping his whole mouth around her heated sex and pressing his tongue against her lust swollen clitoris.

She felt her heat rise with each lick knowing that he will stop just before her release. She tried to keep her self disciplined hoping that will go longer but no such luck. She sank her claws into his tail as she was about to reach her peak. Her eyes closed as soon as she stopped feeling his tongue and felt his warm and strong hands grasp her ankles. She opened her eyes to see him folding her legs at the knee so that she would be resting on her thighs with her plump wet sex exposed. He climbed on top sliding his legs around her waist and slowly lowered his heated male flesh into her. She watched his jutting member slide into her. Wet lips hungrily accepting his golden rod. He slid out a bit then reemerged till he was halfway in. Slid out a bit again and then slid in. She knew this was a new technique but her aching need can’t stand the teasing any longer. She wanted him to be completely inside her. In what seemed to take on forever he filled her up. Grabbing the headboard and seek ing his toes into the bed he pushed himself up and down in a bouncing matter.

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Joseph Bluestone found the bedroom that belonged to his son and his future wife. He wanted to let them know that he and the rest of the family were returning the apartment and to the hotel for sleep. Well for most of then anyways. He doesn’t know if his niece ever slept.

As he approached the door he could have worn he heard a creaky squeaking sound. He grabbed the knob and was about to turn it when he heard a moan that grew higher into a scream that ended in a panther like roar. He instantly let go.

‘I’ll tell that fellow who never smiles that we are leaving,’ He thought as started to walk away. ’Nice to know that Matt has the old Bluestone touch.’ He smiled.

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Dominique Destine stared at the bridal catalog that was on her desk. She had already ordered the flowers and the food. The Bluestones and Xanatos’s were taking care of the rest and she and her mate were going to get their certificate and rings together.

She found the perfect dress. The top was a shimmery heart shape with scrunchy peasant top like shoulder sleeves, a slender waist and a long slightly flowy gown that ended just above her ankles. Their was an apron like swath of lace that was on the front and back of the lower gown and the long white gloves that came with it appeared to be covered in the same lace. She wrote down the catalog number and thumbed through the bridesmaid’s gowns until she found ones that weren’t too fancy.

They were lilac in color with belts that looked like a mixture of lace and flowers that went around the waist. The shoulder sleeves had the same scrunchy look that her dress has. Perfect. She had the dresses, asked Fox, Gloria and Marle to be bridesmaids, she just needed on thing.

"Mary Anne could you come in here?" She pressed the intercom. She dialed the number of the catalog while waiting for her secretary.

"Can I help you with anything?" Mary Anne asked the second she arrived. Dominique had her call set to speaker phone and the on hold music was hear playing though out her office.

"I’m getting married this Wednesday and I would like to know if-"

"I can come?" Mary Anne asked. Her boss gave her the look that told her not to interrupt.

"I’m asking if you would be my maid of honor." The younger woman’s eyes filled with tears when she heard those words.

"Ms Destine. I would be honored. Are...are you sure?"

"I don’t have many friends and you are the person I trust the most."

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Fox dabbed cream blush in the shade of light rose on Dominique’s cheekbones and lightly rubbed them in. They were all in their gowns and helping each other with their make up.

"Do we have everything?" Mrs. Bluestone asked. "Something old."

"My tiara," Dominique said.

"Something new."

"My dress."

"Something borrowed."

"Got it," Fox said and clipped a few white gardenias with a circular barrette encrusted with pearls to the top part of Dominique’s French Twist.

"Something blue."

"My garter."

Alice Montgomery finished the last part in her daughter’s braid while Owen tied on Alex’s tie.

In Xanatos’s office Rabbi Goldberg and Father O’Henry conversed on their wedding sermon.

"We both offer the goblet," Goldberg said. "and I’ll ask them to both drink from the Kiddush. and you tell them this is the blood of Christ?"

"Pretty much," O’Henry nodded. "I have a great line to add to the sermon"

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Mars Bluestone pressed her fingers into the keyboard and begun to play. She still wished they had hired a professional orchestra or at least a DJ. She felt a tingle of pride buzz through when they pointed out that she was the only one with musical talent in the family and asked her to play for the wedding, but she didn’t feel she was good enough for an important event, but she couldn’t tell them that. She would never let them know that anything would faze her or make her nervous.

Father O’Henry waited in front of The cross that hung over the alter and under the Chuppah with his bible in hand.

The music changed as Rabbi Goldberg entered the room and walked up the velvet carpet to take his place by Father O’Henry’s side. He was followed by the groomsmen with the Best man in the rear. As they took their places Matt entered with his parents on both sides. He stopped in front of Goldberg as his parents took their seats.

Mar’s played a new song as the Bridesmaids and Maid of Honor entered in a single file and took their place on the bride’s side of the alter.

Alex came next followed by Jenna. The colors in her dress and his suit matched. He walked slowly as he carefully clutched the cushion that held the two rings. Jenna was also nervous as she tossed out tiny flowers.

The last two people to enter were Dominique and Xanatos who was giving her way. Mar’s smirked as she begun to play ‘Taps" and paused when everyone looked at her. She tried to look innocent as she begun the traditional Wedding March. The disguised gargoyle stepped lightly as she held the dual bouquet in her hands. The two of the stopped in front of Father O’Henry. As Xanatos made his way to his seat Dominique placed one of the bouquets on the alter.

"Friends and family we thank you for coming to this blessed event," Goldberg started.

"Today we are gathered here for the marriage of Matt Bluestone and Dominique Destine." The rest of their opening sermon went back and forth in a mixture, of English, Yiddish, and Latin. Dominique glanced at her mate. He was breath taking in his tuxedo and yarmulke.

"Now the bride and groom will read each other their vows," The priest said.

"When wee together those first few nights God sent an angel that was similar to cupid to pierce our hearts," Matt said. "You were willing except me for who I am despite the fact that I come from a different world than yours. You saw something inside me that no one else had before. Dominique you knew it before I did, that we are in love with each other."

"Matt you understand that I have flaws as well as a troubled past," Dominique began. "Yet you still accepted me, even thought at first you were not willing you did grow to accept me for who I am. I believe that you are bringing out a side of me that I thought was dead. All that I’m saying is that I love you."

"We offer you the Kiddush," Goldberg said as he and O’Henry held on to the goblet. "Drink from it."

"This is the blood of Christ that will wash you clean," O’Henry said. The happy couple sipped from the goblet at the same time. "As these two merge into one, they are not just united hearts, but customs of both religions and backgrounds." The goblet was pulled back. "Now the rings."

Matt picked up the diamond ring from the cushion Alex held.

"Accept this ring as a symbol of our love," He slid it on her finger.

"With thee band I accept and I offer my ring as well," She picked up the golden band and placed it on his finger. They both listened as the holy men asked if they would take each other.

They each answered "I do."

"Now you may break the glass," The rabbi instructed. Matt placed the wrapped glass on the ground and stepped on it.

"We both pronounce you man and wife," Both holy men said.

"You my now kiss the bride," The priest added. He didn’t need to tell them twice. Matt swept his mate and new wife into his arms for a long kiss.

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Elisa sat next to Matt’s cousin and helped her select the next CD. Mars didn’t mind playing for the wedding but for the rest of the ceremony she was going to let a CD player take care of the entertainment. She pressed the play button as people began to take their seats for the dinner.

As soon as Matt and Dominique entered the room Xanatos stood up and tapped his spoon against his wine glass.

"Everyone," He began. "Here they are Matt and Dominique Bluestone." As soon as everyone stopped clapping he leaned over to the bride. "Unless Destine is still part of your name?"

"It is," Dominique said, "but I’ll forgive you for now."

The dinners were eaten and the cake was cut. As they were finishing their desserts Goldberg and O’Henry approached the newly weds. "We like to offer our congratulations again," O’Henry said. "The rabbi and I are becoming good friends. We would like to do other Judeo Catholic weddings."

"We also offering our services for your son’s bris and christening," Goldberg said. "and later his Bar Mitzvah and Cataclysm classes."

"I believe we could schedule the first one in a month," Matt said.

Elisa selected a dance number and Matt asked his mate to dance with him. Fox, Miriam, and Alice asked their husbands to dance as well.

"Hey Mars," Frank waltzed up to her. "Would you like to-"

"If you promise to keep your mouth shut I’ll dance with you," The young woman said.

The music changed to a love song and Matt pulled Dominique close to him as they danced slower. They pressed their lips together and continued to sway to the music not forgetting to keep their eyes on the time.

They held their hands as they left the room.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Xanatos stood up. "We now invite all the single men and woman to the helicopter pad."

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Fox climbed into the passenger side of her helicopter and waited for the newly weds to finish the last part of the ceremony.

Dominique lifted her leg and placed her foot in her mate’s hands. He slipped off her shoe before slowly removing her garter and tossed it to the crowd of men. Jerry crawled over the other men to grab the light blue material. Dominique turned around and tossed the other bouquet over her shoulders. The women fought over it, but the flowers landed in Mars’s hands.

"Yeah right," she said and tossed the flowers up. Gloria caught them.

The couple climbed into the back of the helicopter and buckled themselves in before Fox took off.

"So are you two ready for your honeymoon?" The former Pack member asked. She was greeted with silence. She turned around and saw them in each other’s arms feeling the insides of each other’s mouths with their tongues. "Next stop Xanadu, but you might want to take your clothes off. The sun is getting close to setting.

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Matt Bluestone removed the cork from the bottle of champagne. The bubbles fixed over the mouth of the bottle and began to trickle down the side.

"Whoa," The golden gargoyle said before wiping the side of the bottle and pouring the contents into two champagne flutes. He carried the two glasses to the hot tub where his mate was half emerged. The azure spheres of her breasts resting on the surface of the warm bubbling water. Like his mate he wore nothing except for his ring dangling on a chain around his neck. Her diamond sparkled above he cleavage. She accepted a glass as he slid in next to her.

"Feel different?" He asked her. She took a sip before answering.

"Not at all my love, but the whole ceremony was fun and I won’t mind signing checks Bluestone~Destine. She placed her glass on the platform that surrounded the tub. "We never did mate in a spa." He nearly choked on his champagne when he heard that.

"Now?" She answered him by throwing her arms around him and wrapping her lips around his mouth and pressed her nipples against his. He reached his arm back and placed his glass down before grabbing onto her and wrapping his tail around her waist. She wrapped hers around him and the two of them sank deeper into the tub until they were up to their necks and began thrusting.