Page 70 of A Highland Gargoyle's Lucky Star
Elryk’s cock plumps upeven more in my hand the moment I utter those words, and one of those fabulous rumbling sounds like tiny thunder in his chest echoes in the room.
I lick my lips in anticipation.
I want this man so much.
I’ve wanted him since the moment we met, and the intensity of my need for him has only grown with every passing moment I’m in his presence. This deep-seated yearning has taken root within me and won’t be satisfied until I make Elryk mine.
“Are you sure?” My sweet gargoyle asks, worry filling his eyes. “You just had a big scare and survived near hypothermia. I’m not sure this is the best time or place.”
From the look on his face, I can tell he’s torn. On the one hand, I have complete confidence that he wants me just as badly as I want him, but on the other, he’s trying to be all honorable and responsible—and fuck if that isn’t sexy as hell too.
I stroke his shaft, covered with those mouth-watering ridges, as I stare into his eyes. “Don’t worry. I’m back to full-Noah fabulousness now, and what I really need is for you to fuck me. Don’t you think we’ve waited long enough?”
Elryk’s nostrils flare, and his eyes burn hot with the passion he’s been struggling to hold back.
Give in, honey.
“This isnae how I wanted to do this with you. I planned to make it special, memorable.” He looks around him with a frown. “And a wee bit more comfortable than on the floor in a rustic cabin.”
I pet the large plush rug we’re sitting on. “This is plenty comfy and cozy for me. I don’t need anything fancy.” I reach up and cup both of his cheeks in my hands. “Everything we do together is special.” I arch an eyebrow. “But believe me, this moment will be memorable. I guarantee it.”
“Fucking hell,” Elryk growls and tosses me on my rear end as he jumps to his feet. “We need lube,” he snarls as he stalks off toward what turns out to be a small bathroom.
I have to bite my lip to hold back a laugh.
He’s so cute when he’s irritated.
Elryk comes back in a hurry, brandishing a bottle, and I sprawl out on the plush rug like some wanton servant boy in a gay sheik harem novel, ready to be ravished.
My sweet, sexy mate takes one look at me and drops the bottle of lube on the floor.
I can’t help but laugh now. “That was a flattering reaction. Am I that stunning?” I ask him teasingly.
But I’m floored when his expression turns deadly serious and he whispers, “Aye, you’re the most stunning man I’ve ever seen. You’re bloody gorgeous, Noah.”
Well, dammit. Now I’m having all the emotional feels again, but I refuse to cry when I’m about to get fucked. I’d rather tap dance naked along the ramparts of DarkWing Castle.
I stroke the rug with one hand and trail the other down my chest, across my abdomen, and all the way down to my aching cock. “Come and join me, big guy.”
Elryk slowly kneels beside me, uncertainty written on his face. “I dinnae want to crush you.”
“You won’t,” I tell him, using my most soothing voice. “Iwantto feel your big body pressing down on mine. Think of it like being my very own weighted blanket. I fucking love those things.”
“I don’t kno—”
I place a finger over his lips to silence him. “When I truly trust someone, I like for them to overwhelm me on a physical level. It turns me on.”
Elryk studies my face as if searching for any hint of a lie in my words. Finding none, he slowly positions himself betweenmy legs, looming over me in a way that pings all my freaking buttons.
“I need to make you ready for me,” he says, his voice deep and gravelly, like he’s holding back by a thread.
That just turns me on even more.
I spread my legs wide for him. “Fuck yeah. Just so you know, I love this part too. My ass is more sensitive than most, so I get a lot of pleasure out of the preparation.”
Elryk closes his eyes and bites down hard on his bottom lip as if struggling to hold on to his fragile control.
Riling him up like this is far too much fun. I want to make him wild for me.
