Page 12 of Gaga for the Gargoyle
“I’ve got you,” I say as we hover over the city. My expansive wings flap slowly to keep us steady.
Her body relaxes slightly at my words, but she still clings to me tightly. Hesitantly, she removes her face from its hiding spot and opensone eye…then another.
“Holy shit,” she gasps. Her big blue eyes scan the skyline. “This is…beautiful.”
Tonight, the Empire State Building sparkles in bright purple and pink colors. Skyscraper windows light up in a checkerboard pattern with a handful of late-night workers. Inside the high-rise apartments, windows glow from televisions playing TV shows or movies. Evangeline glances below us at the sea of red and white from the heavy traffic on New York City streets.
She immediately buries her head back in my chest.
“I’m not a fan of heights,” she mumbles into my shirt.
“Tell me where you want to go.”
I hope she doesn’t say home, unless she invites me inside too. There’s no way I’m letting her go without asking her all the questions plaguing my thoughts.
“Take me to your place,” she says.
I smile, and her eyes fall to my fangs. Shit! I didn’t mean to have those out. They tend to drop when I’m turned on. I immediately close my mouth.
“No, don’t.” Her hand moves to my lips, and she traces her fingertips over them lightly. I sigh at howdelicateshe is with me. As ifIwill break underneath her touch. “Can I feel them?”
I hesitate only for a second, stunned by her curiosity…then exhilarated that she wants to explore me.
I smile for her again.
Her tiny finger swipes over one long fang, down to the tip, where she presses the pad into the sharp end. The scent of iron fills my nose. She pulls her hand back and slips the pricked finger inside her mouth to suck the blood. I swallow my jealousy.
I wanted a taste. Would her blood be as sweet as her smell?
Fuck. I’m in trouble.
This woman is going to ruin me.
“You did it again.”
“What?”
“You growled.”
“I’m a beast. I growl all the time.”
Not entirely true. I growl when I’m threatened…or when I’m aroused. And now that I know this woman is no threat to me, my reaction to her is pure, unadulterated passion. My attraction to this woman is nothing humane. It’s intense, and I can’t explain it.
More questions I need answered.
“I like it. Maybe a little too much. I might try to make you growl all the time now.”
She moves her hips, her legs still wrapped tight around me. Her pussy rubs against my bulge and that gets her another growl.
“That’s what Kitten wants to hear,” she purrs.
She’s adopted the nickname already? She’s too good to be true.
“Take me to your place,” she repeats breathlessly, reminding me that we can’t stay up in the air all night.
She’ll need to get over her fear of heights, because I’d love to give her a mid-air fuck after I’ve properly bedded her.
Chapter 5 – Evangeline
