Page 36 of Howl for the Gargoyle

I laughed, and her hands caught my wing hooks for balance as I bumped and bumbled us through the dark cottage. "Two for one deals are the specialty," I teased.

Hannah snorted. "I couldn't survive two of you."

If my pride was inappropriate to the moment, Hannah was too busy to notice, sighing as I laid her back in the bed and nestled my cock against her swollen sex. She licked her lips, and I bent my head to help myself to a taste when I noticed the flash of nerves on her face once more.

"I've only ever stayed at the shelter," she whispered. "I don't…I don't know what it will be like."

I kissed her once, wrapped my arms around her back and waist, and then threw out all my half-made plans for the next hour.

"You know what it's like to shift," I pointed out, settling Hannah down in a nest of pillows and propping myself along her side. I drew my right wing up to shield us from the sunrise, and it made our quiet words clearer between us.

"Fucking awful," Hannah muttered.

I'd known this on a basic level. Anyone watching a human turn into a werewolf could've guessed as much. Bones growing and rearranging, hair sprouting, a tail. One client had even told me that every time her claws came out, it was like little knife wounds in her fingers. But hearing the condemnation from Hannah made me want to do something about it, and there was no solution, no way to steal the transformation from her or stop it from happening.

"Usually…the werewolf already knows I'm around," I continued, twisting my own fingers into her long dark strands. "It's about fifty-fifty on whether or not you'll see me as a threat and want to establish dominance, or just be like, 'ah yes, my fuck toy.'"

Hannah grimaced, and I shook my head, reassuring her. "Hey, don't stress. I'm durable, and I know better than to present a challenge. We'll go outside. If you've never been outside during a full moon, you're in for a treat. Your werewolf will be a lot calmer."

"Shouldn't we be worried about me…getting out?" Hannah asked.

I shook my head. "Not a chance. MSA knows what they're doing, and we're all alone in this compound. You might have beef with the gate during the night because usually weres object to being penned in, but ten acres is plenty for you. Werewolves don't inherently want to go around biting other people," I said. Hannah stiffened beneath me, eyes widening and amber glow flashing, her breath cutting jaggedly through her chest. I blinked back at her and remembered, like an idiot, how she'd probably been turned in the first place. "It happens in a defensive response," I explained, gentling my words. "Startled, or territorial, or—"

"It's never…predatory?" she asked, frowning.

I opened my mouth to answer and then shut it again, thinking through my words more carefully. Words meant more with Hannah. "Not never, but that's not the werewolf. That's the person."

Hannah hummed, and I itched to ask questions that I had no business knowing the answers to. "What else?" she said, and she scooted closer to me, draping one leg over mine.

Gargoyles weren't especially comfortable to cuddle, but Hannah was warm and long and silky against me, and I willed myself to be as cushioned as was possible for one of my kind, just to keep her from moving away again.

"We might play a game of hide-and-seek," I said. Hannah's brow furrowed. "You have better senses as a werewolf, but since gargoyles don't have much of a scent, I'm told I pose an excellent challenge."

Offering to let a werewolf hunt me during the full moon usually went over really well with my clients, so I faltered as Hannah's frown deepened. I was in new territory with her again. She was in new territory with herself.

"It's going to be okay," I offered softly, and her glowing stare flicked to mine, wary and nervous. But present. In bed with me, pressing herself to my chest. I wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged her closer, and she didn't pull away. "It'll be sensory overload at first, but we'll take it slowly. We've still got most of the day too."

She relaxed at that and nodded. "And…and you're going to wear me out."

It was almost a question and almost an order, as the leg between mine moved to wrap around my hips. It was a distraction from her worries, but that was as much my job as soothing them away. And when her hand skirted around my ribs and up my back to grab the base of my wing, I was more or less helpless to obey anyways. I fell over, into the space she'd made for me between bent knees. She grabbed onto my other wing root, and her eyes were lit within by the same shade of orange that was painting the walls with the sunrise. I fell into her too, her hips arching up, eyes on mine, as she steered me into her body, our breaths chorusing on a gasp.

"Hannah," I sighed out, the heat of her biting at my cooler flesh.

She hummed, and her gaze trailed up above my head to the mirrors, a feral smile lacing her lips. She squeezed the fleshy, oversensitive knots at the base of my wings, and I cried out, surging into her. A soft growl rose from her chest, pupils dilating at the view in the mirrors.

I laughed, and it distracted her enough. "What are you looking at?" I asked.

Hannah's stare bounced between the mirror and me, but I couldn't tell if the color on her cheeks was a blush or just the light falling in through the windows.

"Your ass. Flexing," she admitted. "I'd be on top of you constantly if I didn't like that view so much."

Hannah riding me was a personal favorite too. Hannah riding my mouth was even better. But if the lady liked to watch my ass…well, then…

"Oh, yesss," she hissed as I started to buck and thrust in earnest, bracing one hand against the top of the headboard.

And the praise was for the view in the mirrors, not the motion of our bodies crashing together, so I scooped my hand under her ass and shifted the angle, triumphant at the panicked joy written on her open mouth, the furrow between her brows, and the rising cries from her throat.

I wasn't sure any amount of fucking would make the full moon easier on Hannah's werewolf. But it was an experiment I was happy to test with her.

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