Page 50 of A Highland Gargoyle's Lucky Star
I let out a relieved laugh. “So this is what you’re like in the bedroom?”
He smirks. “I’m a bottom who knows what he likes, and I’m not ashamed to tell you.”
“Sounds pretty perfect to me.” I nip his earlobe, and he shivers. “The Goddess chose well.”
Not intending to waste this opportunity, I’m more than happy to give him exactly what he wants.
My hips rock into his with a steady rhythm and he meets me every time, our cocks rubbing against each other with delicious friction.
“God, those ridges are amazing,” Noah gasps. “Can’t wait… to feel… ahh… them inside me.”
No one has ever driven me so wild. But Noah manages it with a few simple words.
Grunting and growling, I rut into him harder and faster, and he urges me on with eager encouragement.
When he reaches around me and gently takes hold of my tail, I yell. “Fuck!”
He releases it. “Did that hurt? I’m sorry.”
I grab both of his arms and pin them over his head. “You’re playing with fire, mo ghràidh.”
He shivers and grins. “Good to know touching your tail gets you all riled up and even sexier.”
I growl. “Just wait until I fuck you with it.”
The look of utter shock on his face is totally worth it.
Of course, it disappears in a flash to be replaced with an eager and curious one.
“You can do that?”
It’s my turn to grin. “Aye.”
“If my hands were free, I’d be fanning myself right now.”
Because I can, I extend my wings and flap them. “How’s that?”
“Pornographic Goliath fantasy activated,” he whispers.
“You’ll have to explain that to me later,” I murmur as I resume my thrusting.
“Eh. If you know you know.” He licks his lips. “Don’t worry. It’s a good thing.”
I silence him with a kiss, allowing my tongue to wrap around his and stroke it in a way no human could ever do for him.
He moans into my mouth and I savor every sound and vibration.
In no time, we’re both so close to the edge that it doesn’t take much for me to topple us over the other side.
“Ahhhh!” Noah cries out. Come shoots from his cock, up his chest, and onto the front of the shirt he’s still somehow wearing.
I let go of his arms and he scrambles to yank the shirt off and toss it to the floor.
His whole body is now gloriously bare to me, and I’m once again awe-struck by my good fortune in the Goddess’s choice of mate for me. I hope I can be worthy of him.
Noah reaches down between us with both hands, one coming to cup my balls and the other stroking my shaft. His molten honey-brown eyes fix on mine. “I want you to come all over me,” he murmurs, his voice going deep as he releases me and moves his hands to stroke his stomach and chest.
“Oh, fuck, Noah,” I grit out. After hurriedly moving into a kneeling position between his legs, I begin to stroke myself, fast and furious.
