Page 68 of Guarded By the Gargoyle

Actually, I wasn’t burned on the inside nearly as badly as I had been on my inner thighs—I don’t know why. But who was I to refuse more “healing?”

“You may,” I said primly and wove my fingers through his hair again. “In fact, I’ll guide you.”

He growled softly and looked up at me.

“Gods, I love it when you guide me, Mistress—when you tell me exactly what you need from me.”

“Right now what I need is for you to lick my pussy,” I said, still feeling bossy.

My words seemed to really affect him because he groaned and shifted some. He was wearing a short white garment, with a golden sash—like something you might see in a film about Ancient Greece. Or about Heaven, I guessed. Looking down, I could see that the thin fabric was tenting in a most suggestive way.

“Service me, Kael,” I told him in my best Mistress voice. “Heal my pussy with your tongue.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he groaned. And then he wound his muscular arms around my thighs and split me even wider. I barely had time to gasp before he leaned over and began to absolutelydevourme.

The very first time Kael had gone down on me, he had been gentle and slow—clearly knowing that I wasn’t used to it and that I felt uncertain about myself.

But now that my confidence was on display and I knew exactly what I wanted, he was more than willing to get a little crazy. I moaned and tugged his hair, bucking my hips up to meet his talented tongue. One minute he was lashing my aching clitwith the tip of his tongue and the next he was sucking it into his mouth and caressing it.

The back and forth was driving me crazy, but finally he settled down to licking me just the way I loved it, slowly stroking the right side of my clit, which was the most sensitive place.

I moaned and pressed my pussy shamelessly against his mouth, riding his tongue as he teased me slowly to orgasm. This wasn’t about healing me anymore—he just wanted to make me come. That was fine with me—I wanted to come, too and I was getting close…so close…I just needed a little something more…

As though he knew exactly what I needed, Kael unwrapped one arm and slipped two long fingers inside me. With slow, deep pressure, he began to massage that secret spot that sent me into the stratosphere.

“Oh…Oh!”I gasped as my orgasm finally overtook me and my back arched. “Kael, I’m coming! You’re making me come sohard!”

He didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to. He just kept licking, riding out my orgasm and rubbing inside me until I started pulling away because of the sensitivity. Finally, he sat back on his heels, licking his lips to get the last of my juices.

“Gods, Mistress—always so delicious,” he growled softly. “Do you feel healed now?”

I started to say yes…and then stopped myself. Even though he had given me an incredible orgasm, I was determined that we weren’t done yet. I still needed more from him—alotmore.

“Almost,” I said, leaning forward to kiss him. I loved my flavor on his mouth. “But Kael, I still feelemptyinside. I need you to fill me, can you do that for me?”

His silver eyes took on a shadowed look.

“I want to, Mistress but the memory of hurting you the last time I took you is still so fresh.”

I had a sudden inspiration—maybe a way to banish this guilt of his forever. Could I do it? I never had before but I had secretly watched porn that involved what I was thinking of in the past. I was sure I could manage and the cottage would give me everything I needed to pull it off.

Yes, I decided—I was going to do it.

“This you won’t be taking me,” I told him. “I think it’s time thatItookyou.”

His eyes were suddenly half-lidded again and I could see the lust in his gaze. Oh yes, he was into this. I had thought he might be.

“That sounds like a good idea,” he growled softly. “What exactly do you want to do to me, Mistress? How do you want to use my body for your pleasure?”

“Give me a minute and I’ll show you,” I told him. “Will you promise to stay here and not go back to Heaven?”

“I’ll be here, Mistress,” he murmured.

“Good—come upstairs to the bedroom in ten minutes,” I told him.

Then I hurried upstairs to get ready.

39

---