6. Tuvid

6

TUVID

I was kissing Angie, my precious mate, and it was all I could do not to lift her onto her feet, stand before her with my wings extended, and prance around her in a mating dance.

How would she respond to something like that?

Instead, I cupped her soft cheeks, cradling her sweetly in my big hands. She was so much smaller than me. I couldn't believe she considered herself tall.

When I slid my tongue across the seam of her mouth, she moaned, parted her lips, and pressed her breasts against my bare chest.

My cock was going to explode. It had stiffened to a thick rod while we teased each other. I couldn't imagine how she hadn't noticed it poking up between us. Or maybe she'd noticed but politely hadn't mentioned it.

Just a gargoyle getting a stiffy, ma'am. Nothing to see here. Go on with whatever you were doing.

She was straddling my waist, scrunching her surprisingly squishy breasts against my torso, and thrusting her sweet hips forward to rub against my cock.

And her mouth . . . I couldn't get enough of her taste. The mating mark on my hand burned, and if I looked, I was sure I'd see it glowing faint silver.

Her hands roamed my chest as she continued to pump against me.

My cock grew stiffer.

She moved faster.

And then she gasped into my mouth and gave way, claiming her satisfaction.

It didn't take more than that for my cock to let loose. It jerked inside my pants as I came, and my growling groan sliced through me.

Our mouths wrenched apart, and we gaped at each other.

I wasn't sure what to say. This couldn't be part of human dating traditions. Although, being locked inside a chiller wouldn't rank up there in any species' dating traditions.

She swallowed hard. I watched the movement in her throat, wondering if she'd notice if I bit down on the succulent flesh moving feverishly with her breaths above her shirt.

"I'm not . . ." She shook her head and looked down, pressing her forehead against my chest. "I don't exactly know what just happened. I mean, I know we both sorta . . . Well we did kind of go wild there for a moment, but other than that . . ."

"I like going wild with you, Angie."

Her laugh snorted out. "I'm sure you do."

"Would you like to do it again?"