14. Kaia

I must move too slowly because before I have time to flip myself, he’s grabbing my hips and making me turn over. The way he’s able to throw me around the bedroom is not lost on my vagina. I’m completely at his mercy, and that’s new for me. I’ve never had a man take so much control in the bedroom, let alone be able to make me feel so good so easily.

When I look back at him, his eyes are trained between my legs. He leans forward on one knee, shifting the mattress beneath us while his wings stretch out wide at his sides. His tongue darts out and drags slowly across his lower lip. And suddenly, like the shameless hussy I am, I arch my back and press my breasts against the soft linen sheets. He practically purrs as more of me is presented to him.

“Your cunt is dripping,” he says, the tenor of his voice low and vibrating. “Is it all for me?”

“Yes,” I breathe, my knees spreading for his gaze. I need him to see me, to see how I am aching for him.

“Good.”

His hot mouth is on me in an instant, his tongue licking from my clit to my ass. A moan of approval escapes him, and I mirror it.

Fuck. Me.

“More,” I beg him.

“I will give it all to you.” His teeth sink into the flesh of my ass, and then his tongue eases the sting. “I will give you anything you ask of me, Kaia. My mate. You get all of me.”

And then again, he licks me, long and slow, as if he’s savoring every second of it he gets. He growls against my clit as he sucks it into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. My body lights up, and my toes curl. Every nerve ending on my body is alight with pleasure.

“You are too small.” I feel him shifting behind me, and I’m in a haze from the pleasure, so it takes me a moment to catch up. But before I can, he’s beneath me, his wings tucked and his mouth directly below pussy. “Sit,” he commands, tugging roughly on my hips.

“Wait, no!” I gasp, trying to fight against his grip. “I’m too big! I will literally crush you.”

“Mate,” he says, his smirk wet from my arousal. “I am a gargoyle. You think your little human form could crush stone?”

Okay, well, when he puts it like that. I grab hold of the headboard with one hand and place my other on one of his horns as I slowly sink down onto his mouth, my knees sliding out from the sides of his face. His tongue is magical, sliding deep inside of me and then circling my clit just the way I like. He uses his teeth, tongue, and lips. He sucks and bites, licks and fucks. It takes no time at all for me to reach another orgasm, and I can feel the rush of arousal coat his lips as he licks me like a starving man.

Feeling bold, I slowly move from where I’m perched on his mouth down his body. I offer him my breast as I crawl backward, trying to be mindful of his wings, and he takes it eagerly in his mouth. The sharp pain of a quick bite makes my clit ache in the best way. God, I need him inside of me. The thought of him stretching me wide with that cock has my brain going into overdrive.

But first, I want to repay him the favor. He’s given me three orgasms now, and I feel like maybe he should get one as well. And I’m desperate to get that cock in my mouth. I can’t help but wonder what he tastes like.

Kissing my way down his chest and across his abs, I drag my dull teeth over his smooth skin and then bite on the bone of his hips. He hisses, his hips thrust, and his cock slides between my breasts and against my throat. He’s just as needy as I am, and it gives me a thrill to know I can do the same to him that he does for me.

“I just want a little taste,” I murmur, looking up at him from under my eyelashes. I arch my back, making sure he also has a nice view of my hips and ass. He seems to like the thick parts of me, and it emboldens me. I feel incredibly sexy as his eyes roam over me.

“My mate can do whatever she likes,” he growls, his pupils blown wide. The blue of his irises is almost completely gone, making him look even more monstrous than he has before. A thrill races down my spine, and it feels almost dangerous to be in bed with a monster . A monster that would never hurt me, obviously, but a monster nonetheless.

His cock is massive, standing straight up with a slight curve before the tip, letting me know he would hit the best spots inside of me. My hand can’t even wrap around the entire thing, his girth being probably two inches wider than my grip. No wonder Natalie slipped me some of that lube that she and Erik use. I guess when you aren’t a gargoyle, it’s near impossible to be with one without a little help.

My tongue darts out to taste the wetness at his tip. He’s dripping for me, and, fuck, he tastes good. I hum as I try to fit his head in my mouth and suck. The noises coming from his mouth are feral. He whispers under his breath filthy things that he wants to do to me as I continue to lick and suck him as best I can. It’s not like my jaw can just magically unhinge to let me take him down my throat… can it?

Maybe I’ll ask Natalie about that tomorrow…

“Fuck, Kaia,” he murmurs, his eyes locked onto what my mouth is doing. “Your mouth is perfect. Everything you do is perfect.”

My jaw aches as I work as much of him into my mouth as I can. I want to make him feel as good as he made me feel. My free hand moves to his heavy sac, and I knead them in time with my mouth, working him into a frenzy. His hips move, and he wraps my hair up in his hands. The slight burn when he pulls has me dripping between my thighs. I’ve never been this wet for a man before, but I’m slick and still incredibly needy.

I could probably get him inside of me by sheer willpower right now.

“Enough!” he growls, tugging me off his cock by my hair. His other hand goes around my neck, and he pulls me up his body with little effort. “Will you let me be inside of you?”

I grin down at him. The way he’s asking me if it’s okay squeezes my heart. I’ve never had anyone stop mid-tussle to check for consent. I roll my hips up and down his shaft, coating him with my wetness.

“Natalie gave me something that will help us,” I tell him before I lean down and give him a soft peck on the lips. “And thank heavens for that because I will die if you don’t get inside of me within the next five minutes.”

He laughs, the sound loud and warm. I love it when he laughs. It transforms his already handsome face into something otherworldly. The butterflies in my stomach tell me that this isn’t just sex between us. It can’t be, not with the way I feel about this gargoyle underneath me.

Fuck, I think I’m falling for him. And I don’t think it’s just because of the bond.

“My meddling sister-in-law.” His smiling lips kiss a line up my throat, and then his teeth capture the lobe of my ear. “I brought some as well.”

When I look at him with an eyebrow raised, he lifts up and kisses me again.

“Not because I assumed something would happen,” he tells me, comforting me by running his arms over my heated skin. “But in case something did. I just wanted to be prepared, and I never want to hurt you.”

“That makes sense,” I concede.

He flips us with ease, settling my body underneath his. “Where is it, my love?”

I almost whimper out loud. I don’t even think he realizes he’s said it. Or maybe he does and he just doesn’t care. His wings flare and then cocoon us, blocking out the light from the fire. His scent wraps around me, and I could suffocate under it and die happily.

“My bag,” I manage to get out, trying to point to where it sits on a chair in the corner.

I watch his juicy ass as he walks over and searches for it. The shiny silver tin reflects the glow from the fire as he palms it. I hadn’t opened it, just shoved it into my bag thinking there would be no use for it. Because I was still a little delusional an hour ago as Nat was showing me around. I really thought I wouldn’t let it get this far.

“It will still be a stretch.” I’m mesmerized by watching his fingers dip into the salve and then rub the slippery stuff on his cock. His hand fits around it with ease, and his head drops back as he rubs himself a few times. His throat bobs, and his abs clench. He’s beautiful.

“Will it hurt?” I ask, not sure if that excites me or terrifies me.

“Never.” He crawls back onto the bed, dipping his fingers in the salve once more. My knees fall apart, my thighs opening wide for him. All the shame I may have had is out the window. I know this man — this monster — in front of me is turned on by my body, and that makes me bold. “My mate is ready for me, yes?”

I nod as his fingers part my heated flesh and then slip inside of me with ease. The salve is warm and tingles, and the deeper he goes inside of me, the hotter it gets. My entire body suddenly throbs, my heart kicking up a notch.

“Oh, god,” I whimper. “Fuck.”

His answering chuckle makes my toes curl. “I love that mouth of yours. So dirty, so good at licking and sucking me.” His fingers curl and press firmly against my G-spot. I cry out, the pleasure sharp and fierce as another orgasm detonates.

“You come so prettily,” he tells me, still working his fingers in and out of me. “I could watch this all night and day. I could keep you wet and coming, impaled on my tongue, fingers, or cock for the rest of our lives.”

My mind is unable to focus on his words. The pleasure is overwhelming, and I can barely breathe as he pushes my body to the edge of my limits. Surely I can’t come again. There’s no fucking way.

“One more,” he commands, his thumb pressing roughly against my clit. He must’ve put some of the magic fucking lube on his thumb as well because the fire is scorching hot, spreading up through my stomach like a plant taking root. “I want one more from you, Kaia. And then I will give you my cock. Would you like that?”

“Fuck. Yes.” My voice is hoarse, my body is covered in sweat, and I need something to anchor to. I grab out at his arms, desperate to hold onto something, anything.

“I have you, my precious mate.” His other arm dives between me and the mattress, and he holds me impossibly close to his rock-hard body, his fingers never stopping their assault on my cunt. “I will always have you. Let go for me. Let me see this body submit to me one more time.”

He kisses my throat, my face, and my tits. His teeth nibble every inch of skin he can find, and when he finally uses them on my nipple, I explode again. I push and shove at him, desperately trying to get away from the constant friction. It’s too much.

“Thoren!” I shout, my hands moving to his shoulders and nails digging into his skin. “Please. Enough.”

When his hand slips from between my thighs, I sigh, disappointed and relieved at the same time. But Thoren doesn’t give me time to recoup. Within seconds, he folds me in half, his arms under my legs and his cock at my dripping entrance.

“Kaia.” He pauses, looking down at me while just the tip teases me. I blink and try to clear my vision. He kisses my ankle. “I am worried that if I do this, I will not be able to let you go.”

It’s an admission, one he seems to feel guilty for.

And in this moment, I really don’t fucking care.

“Do it, Thoren. I need you.” I take a deep breath. “Please.”