Page 12 of Enchanted By the Gargoyle

I press forward, letting my tongue trail his abs, all the way to his nipple where I latch on, sucking greedily.

“Fuck, Tamsin, oh fuck me!” His neck is straining, breath coming out in short puffs, eyes widened as all the sensationsenvelop him at once. I lean back, pushing my tits out for him to take in his hands. He eagerly takes them, tweaking my nipples as I reach behind me to cup his balls in time with my rocking hips, holding onto his bulging arms for leverage.

The familiar sensation tenses in my spine, and I can’t believe I’m so close again.

“Ezren?” I pant, I don’t have long, and I need him to come.

“Yeah?” He’s straining to hold onto me, thrusting into me with each roll of my hips.

“Are you close? I’m going to come again!”

“I’m close!” He gasps.

“Come. With. Me!” I moan, rocking into him faster and faster, letting the feeling boil up inside me until I can’t hold it any longer. He’s pistoning inside me, legs bent under me as he thrusts, and I feel him come, the pulsating feeling extending my orgasm out and out until I collapse on his chest.

We stay like this for a long time, our breathing evening out and becoming heavier and heavier, until we fall asleep, his wings wrapped securely around me, hands gripping my thighs.

???

Light seeps into my eyelids, my dreams tumbling into reality. I feel a soothing hand on my back, tracing swirls into my skin, almost lulling me back to sleep.

“You awake?” He whispers to me, wings unfurling slightly, exposing my skin to the icy air.

“The fire died,” my voice thick with sleep as I flick my fingers towards the grate. A slow crackle lets me know the spell worked. Sometimes it doesn’t. I’m not a fire witch, after all.

“That was seriously cool.” As he gazes at the fire in wonder. “And to think you made me light it from scratch last night!”

“Just a little magic trick.” I shift my head a little, perching it on my arms so I can see his face, and it's then I realize that he is still inside me. Even soft, he makes me feel deliciously full. Tracing his jaw with my fingers, I know I’m ruined forever. How can I go back to mortal men now? Clearly the magic that flows through me knows something I don’t; it wouldn’t have brought just anyone to me down in the node. The way he immediately offered to help, his constant thoughts over my well-being.

His eyes are soft, but trained on my face, cataloging every expression of mine. There’s an ache in my heart, a fierceness that spreads throughout my body, right into my tear ducts. I sit up and feel him stir inside me.

“You’re…not leaving, are you?” His voice is laced in panic. “Did I disappoint you?”

Another stab in the heart, the tears sliding down my face now because there is no denying this feeling, as impossible or improbable as it may be.

“No, Ezren. You didn’t disappoint me at all. And I’m not leaving.” I press his hand to my heart, and then his palm to my lips. “I just realized something, that’s all.”

“But, you’re upset.” He slides his thumb under my chin, catching my tears.

“I’m not upset. I’m in love,” I whisper, holding his hand tight to my breast, watching him.

His whole body is still, taking in my words, eyebrows raised nearly to his hairline. Then, he points to himself, uncertain. “With…with me?”

“Yes!” I chuckle. “Who else?” I gesture to the air, as if in this whole town, there could be anyone else.

Clearing his throat, he sits up a bit, scooching me up with him. “Sorry, I’m just in shock. I…didn’t think anyone could love me in that way. I didn’t see that for myself. I felt lucky that you called me and even came back; otherwise, I knew I was never going to see you again.”

“But, I did come back,” I murmur, sliding my hands over his stomach, feeling the ridge of each muscle under my fingertips.

“Yes, you did.” He agrees.

I wait a beat. Then I smack him on the arm. “Are you going to tell me you love me too, or just leave me hanging here, naked and still full of your cock?” I huff.

“Tamsin.” He lets out an exasperated sigh and then laughs. “I’ve loved you from the second you touched me.”

“Really?”

“Really.” He sits up, arms around my waist, and in one smooth motion rolls me over on my back without breaking our connection, nibbling on my neck, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine as we move together, our sighs mixing with the crackles and pops of the fire.

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