Page 21 of Gargoyle Sentinel

Danny moaned in agreement. The intrusion felt incredible, sharper. His body welcomed Malachi's touch as if it had been designed for this purpose.

“More.” Danny lifted his pelvis to meet Malachi’s hand. “I need more.”

Malachi chuckled. “So demanding.” He added a second finger while his thumb traced maddening circles around the rim. “But I love giving you exactly what you crave.”

Danny arched his back off the mattress, his hands fisting in the sheets as raw pleasure coursed through him. The heat built to an almost unbearable intensity, every cell in his body crying out for completion.

“Mal, for real. I can't take much more of this.” Danny’s voice came out as a desperate whine. “I feel like I'm going to combust.”

Malachi withdrew his fingers, earning a frustrated growl from Danny. But before he could protest further, Malachi positioned himself between Danny’s spread thighs. The thick head of his cock pressed against Danny’s hole, and they both groaned at the contact.

“Look at me.” Malachi’s green eyes blazed with intensity. “I never want us to forget this moment. I claim you as mine, Danny. I will always cherish and protect you.”

Danny swallowed past a lump in his throat, his eyes burning as an unexpected wave of emotion washed over him. He’d never been so mushy about a guy.

He’s not just some guy. He’s my mate.

Danny locked eyes with Malachi. “I’ll never forget.”

Malachi rocked his blunt cockhead against Danny’s hole, stretching him wide, filling him in one long, slow thrust until he was seated in Danny’s ass.

“Breathe, baby.”

Malachi cradled the back of Danny’s head with one of his large hands while bracing himself on the mattress with the other. Danny let out a shuddering breath, overwhelmed by the sensation of being completely filled. The stretch burned, but in the most exquisite way, as if every nerve ending had been rewired for pleasure. The heat that had been building inside him seemed to pulse and flow, meeting Malachi where they were joined.

“Holy fuck.” Danny scraped his teeth along his bottom lip, his hands finding purchase on Malachi's broad shoulders. “It's like you were made for me.”

“That’s because I was. Just as you were made for me.”

He brushed a tender kiss across Danny’s forehead, then began rocking into him with slow, measured thrusts. Danny’s entire world narrowed to the sensation of Malachi moving within him, each plunge sending waves of pleasure radiatingthrough his body. The heat that had been consuming him transformed, no longer an uncomfortable burn but a golden warmth that seemed to connect every part of him to his mate.

“So perfect,” Malachi murmured against Danny's neck, his pace gradually increasing. “Feel how your body welcomes me, how we fit together.”

Danny could only whimper in response as he wrapped his legs around Malachi’s waist to pull him deeper. The strange new sensations in his core intensified with each movement, as if his body was reshaping itself to accommodate their bond. It should’ve been frightening, but instead, it felt like coming home.

Danny gasped as Malachi slammed into him over and over. He dug his fingers into Malachi's shoulders, meeting each powerful thrust, neither of them holding back. The friction built between them, Danny's slick heat making every movement slide perfectly. Malachi’s breathing grew ragged, and he pressed his sweaty forehead against Danny’s shoulder.

Malachi snapped his hips forward at a frenzied pace. “Your heat is driving me wild.”

Danny's response was a broken moan as pleasure coiled tighter in his core. The connection between them seemed to pulse and glow, an invisible thread binding their souls together with each thrust. His cock leaked steadily against his stomach, untouched but aching with need.

Malachi slipped one hand between their bodies, wrapping his fingers around Danny’s cock. “Let go for me, baby. Let me see you come apart.”

Malachi’s words sent Danny spiraling. His back arched off the mattress as his orgasm crashed over him, his release coating both their stomachs as he cried out Malachi’s name. With a low growl that was purely gargoyle, he captured Danny's mouth in a searing kiss. Malachi froze, pulsing cum into him over and over, while fucking Danny’s mouth with his tongue.

A strange sensation filled Danny’s ass, as if Malachi’s cock was growing bigger rather than softening.

“M-Mal, you okay? Your dick…”

“It’s my knot, baby. Keeping my seed inside you.” He nuzzled Danny’s temple. “We’ll be joined like this for several minutes.”

“Wow.” Danny pondered this new bit of information.Interesting.

They remained clinging to each other in the aftermath of their frenzied coupling, still catching their breath, covered in sweat and cum. He was completely sated.

What the fuck just happened?

Sure, he grasped the obvious of what they’d done, but there was so much more. After being with Malachi, he had to wonder what the hell he’d been thinking all these years, giving himself to strange men who meant nothing to him, and even worse, could never measure up to Malachi in a million years.

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