Page 73 of A Highland Gargoyle's Lucky Star
“Patience, love. Slow and steady until you get used to me.”
I whine in frustration, but once he starts pressing deeper, I’m too addled to even string together any coherent words. I’m a little worried I might be drooling on myself.
With every breath, he gains ground, taking me over and owning me with his epic cock.
All hail the mighty ridged peen!
When he finally bottoms out inside me after what feels like a small eternity, my eyes fly open and I swear I see stars.
Elryk’s balls, which are also bigger and fuller than a human’s, nestle against my ass in a way that’s oddly comforting.
I’ve never felt so full, physically and emotionally, in my life.
Fucking hell, I amnotgoing to cry right now.
Braced on his forearms as he hovers above me, making sure not to give me his full weight, Elryk studies me with concern.
“Are you okay?”
“Just give me a minute.”
“Take all the time you need, mo ghràidh.”
At his words, my channel involuntarily spasms and clenches around him, and we both groan at the sensation.
“Hallelujah to your Goddess, because damn you feelsogood inside me.”
He reaches out a hand and strokes my now sweaty hair.
The heat from the woodstove and our physical exertions have made me a bit of a mess.
In contrast, Elryk doesn’t appear similarly unkempt. It’s rather aggravating but I still love him.
To my utter delight, Elryk presses down on top of me, allowing me to take more of his weight.
My eyes roll back in my head and my cock cries out for release.
Elryk’s tongue flicks out and licks a stripe up my neck as another one of those delicious rumbling noises bubbles up from his chest.
“Mmmm. Salty with just a hint of sweetness. That’s all you, Noah. Your flavor tastes good on my tongue.”
How the fuck is this man so perfect? And why couldn’t I have found him sooner?
Finally, my channel relaxes enough around him that he starts to move his hips, rocking gently into me at first before gradually picking up speed. He discovers all too fast that I like it when he pulls out almost all the way before slamming back into me—the ridges of his cock rubbing against me in the most divine manner.
“Ah! Harder.” I urge him on and move my own hips, which are eager to meet his thrusts.
Elryk keeps making long, reverberating growling noises as he fucks into me, and it’s driving me wild.
So naturally, I want to make him go even wilder.
I reach up and bury my hands in his hair, pulling gently at it as I draw him in for a kiss, he shudders and lets my mouth devour his. I make sure to show him that a human tongue, while not nearly as versatile as a gargoyle’s, can still bring a great deal of pleasure.
Feeling emboldened by his enthusiastic reaction to that, I become more daring and wrap my arms around his neck—then I reach a hand down and stroke the edge of his wings that are folded into his back.
Can’t forget these babies!
He rears up with a roar, and I want to pat myself on the back.
