Page 41 of Gaga for the Gargoyle
“Your turn. Tell me about your life,” I say, dumping the cooked chicken in a bowl and setting it with the rest of the ingredients. “Do you have siblings?”
Her smile falters slightly.
“My mom struggled getting pregnant, so it’s just me. But I still had the best childhood. At least, up until my father sent my mom away.” She swishes the wine in her glass while gathering her thoughts. “He was rarely home. He worked for a company that had offices around the country, so he traveled a lot. He’d be gone for two weeks at a time. I missed him, but my mother kept me company. She was my best friend. We did everything together.
“We lived in a small town surrounded by the woods. She’d take me on hikes along the trails, and we’d walk a mile from our home. She taught me how to build a firepit, and we’d dance around the flames. I remember her saying words in a different language. I always thought she made it up, but now I’m guessing she was chanting spells to protect me.”
“So your mother is a witch with sight.”
She nods, blankly staring ahead. “She knew from the day I was born that I was important...that I was your fated mate.”
I also knew Evangeline was important from the moment we met.
With the tacos done, I set out two plates. That snaps her from her memories, and she moves next to me to start assembling her meal.
“I can’t believe it took forty years and a shitty marriage for me to find you.”
I growl at the mention of her ex, and Evangeline’s cheeks warm red. “If I ever catch that man in New York City, I won’t hesitate to kill him.”
“I shouldn’t find that sexy, but I do.”
“Be careful what you say, Kitten. I’ve been struggling not to grab you and throw you on top of the island to have dessert before dinner.”
She giggles. “You’re insatiable.”
“It will only get worse the more we’re around each other, especially if we prolong accepting the bond.”
“I want to know more about that. What does it entail?”
“Well…” I exhale a long breath because the bonding ritual is intense. I hesitate to explain it, but I suppose up until now, nothing else has scared her away. “When we make love, we must reach orgasm simultaneously. My cock will then knot, and I won’t be able to remove it from your cunt until all my cum is poured inside you. I will bite you and drink your blood. My immortality will be shared with you, and once the magic is inside you, you must finish the bonding ritual by biting me and ingesting my blood.”
She stops preparing her taco and stares at me, mouth open.
“I know it sounds—”
“Hot as fuck!”
Okay. She’s not scared but turned on. This is good.
“I’ve been told it’s euphoric, and we will spend days fucking to fuel and strengthen the bond.”
Her eyes travel down my front to my cock. It presses against the fabric of my sweats just thinking about completing the bond ritual with her.
She tilts her head to the side, her brows furrowing.
“What did you mean by your cock will knot?”
Chapter 11 – Evangeline
“The base of your penis...expands?”
He nods.
“Is it for pleasure?”
“Yes, and to breed.”
A strange laugh bubbles up my throat and out of my mouth. “You want to have babies with me?”
