Page 9 of Enchanted by the Gargoyle (The Crescent Coven #1)

Tamsin

M y body is boneless. His clawed fingers are lightly scratching over my thighs, knees.

Opening my eyes a millimeter, I can see his anxious face, but underneath that is a look of pride as I’m spread out beneath him.

His cock juts out between us, its thick base is ribbed ending in a flared head seeping with drops of his seed, a heavy sac swaying beneath him.

My hands are aching to touch him, but I can’t move.

“I’m okay,” I whisper, with a cracked voice. I’ve never screamed so loud during sex in my life, because apparently I’d been having it wrong my entire life. “Just sensitive right now.”

For a monster carved from stone, he is surprisingly nimble as he moves over me to lie by my side, shifting my limp form so he is spooning me. His hands are all over, massaging my arms, my hips, brushing over the swell of my breasts.

“I will never get over how soft you are, compared to me. Everything about you is like silk. Especially here.” He sweeps his fingers over my mound.

“Did you read a book on how to go down on a woman or something? I’ve never come that hard before from just a tongue.”

“No, I was listening to your body, your breath. But you told me what you liked. I want to do it again with you, you are so warm and wet.” He nuzzles into my shoulder, pressing his hard cock into my back. I reach behind me and take him in my hands, listening as he stops breathing and freezes.

“Do you like this?” I whisper.

His mouth is near my ear, every gasp and whine is amplified as my fingers swirl lightly over his cockhead. It’s heavy in my hand, and so delightfully thick. Just thinking about him inside me is making me clench with need, but I need to take this slow, for him.

“I imagined you doing this.” He manages to say with a tight voice.

“Oh?” I speed up a little, twisting my hand at the head before bringing it down to the base with agonizing precision. “When was this?”

“When you drove away with Beryl. That night, when the sun went down, I ran to the shower and thought of you in it with me, your hands on me.” His hips are moving in time with me.

“You said you liked how my pussy is warm and wet. Do you want to feel your cock inside me? Filling me up?” I’m panting now, feeling my wetness between my legs. I need him.

“Tamsin, please.” He begs.

“What else did you imagine me doing?” I reach down further and cup his sac, and listen to him suck in a breath. “Ezren, focus, tell me what else you imagined me doing.”

A sweet, breathy moan escapes, brushing his breath over my ear, sending his wings fluttering as I pull down on his balls every so gently. “That…that you pushed me down, onto the table in my office, that you straddled me.” He stutters.

The words are barely out of his mouth before I turn over to face him and push him back into the bed, grinning at the shocked look in his eyes.

His thighs are massive, just straddling them is spreading my legs apart.

Pressing one hand into his hard abs to hold him down, I let my other hand trail down my collarbone and cup my breast. I watch his eyes follwing my hand, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as I pinch my nipple, sliding it down past my stomach to my pussy.

Dipping into my slick, wet, cunt I slide a few fingers over my swollen clit, letting my head fall back, knowing he is watching me pleasure myself. Then, using that same hand I grip his ribbed cock, sliding my wet hand up and down, watching his face.

As much as I would love to tease him some more, I can’t wait any longer, so I scoot up, notching him to my entrance.

We lock eyes as I push down, letting him fill me completely, his thick cockhead pressing every button.

His jaw drops open, his massive hands gripping my hips as I start to rock, so agonizingly slow, so we can savor it.

The moment he enters me, I’m flooded with the feeling of everything right .

His eyes are soft as he watches me move on top of him.

I press forward, letting my tongue trail his abs, all the way to his nipple where I latch on, sucking greedily.

“ Fuck , Tamsin, oh fuck me!” His neck is straining, breath coming out in short puffs, eyes widened as all the sensations envelop him at once.

I lean back, pushing my tits out for him to take in his hands.

He eagerly takes them, tweaking my nipples as I reach behind me to cup his balls in time with my rocking hips, holding onto his bulging arms for leverage.

The familiar sensation tenses in my spine, and I can’t believe I’m so close again.

“Ezren?” I pant, I don’t have long, and I need him to come.

“Yeah?” He’s straining to hold onto me, thrusting into me with each roll of my hips.

“Are you close? I’m going to come again!”

“I’m close!” He gasps.

“Come. With. Me!” I moan, rocking into him faster and faster, letting the feeling boil up inside me until I can’t hold it any longer. He’s pistoning inside me, legs bent under me as he thrusts, and I feel him come, the pulsating feeling extending my orgasm out and out until I collapse on his chest.

We stay like this for a long time, our breathing evening out and becoming heavier and heavier, until we fall asleep, his wings wrapped securely around me, hands gripping my thighs.

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Light seeps into my eyelids, my dreams tumbling into reality. I feel a soothing hand on my back, tracing swirls into my skin, almost lulling me back to sleep.

“You awake?” He whispers to me, wings unfurling slightly, exposing my skin to the icy air.

“The fire died,” my voice thick with sleep as I flick my fingers towards the grate. A slow crackle lets me know the spell worked. Sometimes it doesn’t. I’m not a fire witch, after all.

“That was seriously cool.” As he gazes at the fire in wonder. “And to think you made me light it from scratch last night!”

“Just a little magic trick.” I shift my head a little, perching it on my arms so I can see his face, and it's then I realize that he is still inside me. Even soft, he makes me feel deliciously full. Tracing his jaw with my fingers, I know I’m ruined forever.

How can I go back to mortal men now? Clearly the magic that flows through me knows something I don’t; it wouldn’t have brought just anyone to me down in the node.

The way he immediately offered to help, his constant thoughts over my well-being.

His eyes are soft, but trained on my face, cataloging every expression of mine. There’s an ache in my heart, a fierceness that spreads throughout my body, right into my tear ducts. I sit up and feel him stir inside me.

“You’re…not leaving, are you?” His voice is laced in panic. “Did I disappoint you?”

Another stab in the heart, the tears sliding down my face now because there is no denying this feeling, as impossible or improbable as it may be.

“No, Ezren. You didn’t disappoint me at all. And I’m not leaving.” I press his hand to my heart, and then his palm to my lips. “I just realized something, that’s all.”

“But, you’re upset.” He slides his thumb under my chin, catching my tears.

“I’m not upset. I’m in love,” I whisper, holding his hand tight to my breast, watching him.

His whole body is still, taking in my words, eyebrows raised nearly to his hairline. Then, he points to himself, uncertain. “With…with me?”

“Yes!” I chuckle. “Who else?” I gesture to the air, as if in this whole town, there could be anyone else.

Clearing his throat, he sits up a bit, scooching me up with him. “Sorry, I’m just in shock. I…didn’t think anyone could love me in that way. I didn’t see that for myself. I felt lucky that you called me and even came back; otherwise, I knew I was never going to see you again.”

“But, I did come back,” I murmur, sliding my hands over his stomach, feeling the ridge of each muscle under my fingertips.

“Yes, you did.” He agrees.

I wait a beat. Then I smack him on the arm. “Are you going to tell me you love me too, or just leave me hanging here, naked and still full of your cock?” I huff.

“Tamsin.” He lets out an exasperated sigh and then laughs. “I’ve loved you from the second you touched me.”

“Really?”

“Really.” He sits up, arms around my waist, and in one smooth motion rolls me over on my back without breaking our connection, nibbling on my neck, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine as we move together, our sighs mixing with the crackles and pops of the fire.