CHAPTER 18

W arm lips wrapped around Grady’s cock. A hint of fang slid against the side of his dick as Uzoth sucked him.

Grady bit the back of his hand, trying to muffle the cry as the bliss reached a crescendo inside him. His dick jerked, and he filled Uzoth’s mouth with his seed. Uzoth drank down every drop. Then he released Grady from his mouth.

Still panting, Grady rose. He pushed Uzoth onto his back on the bed. Grady moved down Uzoth’s body, fingers caressing all the lovely muscles on display.

Uzoth’s clawed hands stroked his back. Uzoth’s tail slithered around his leg. Grady smiled. In the past few days, Uzoth had grown much less cautious in bed, no longer doubting Grady’s desire for him.

Grady wrapped his hand around the thick base of Uzoth’s cock and squeezed. He licked the tip, tasting the musky pre-cum before running his tongue up and down the length, along the ridges and bumps. Uzoth’s hands threaded through Grady’s hair.

Uzoth growled in his throat as Grady sucked the head before swallowing as much of Uzoth as he could. Grady’s lips stretched around the girth. He tried to relax his throat to take more of Uzoth. His eyes watered.

But even though he’d gotten better in the last few days, he’d still not managed to take all of Uzoth’s enormous cock down. Grady’s cheeks hollowed.

Uzoth grunted. Up and down, Grady bobbed his head. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Uzoth’s thick cock, heavy on his tongue. Then Uzoth’s dick throbbed, and hot, salty seed flooded Grady’s mouth. Grady struggled to swallow all Uzoth’s spend, and some spilled from his mouth, trickling down his chin.

Uzoth’s fingers retreated from Grady’s hair.

Breathing heavily, Grady collapsed beside Uzoth, wiping his face and pulling the blankets over them.

“Thank you,” Uzoth said. “You are truly magnificent.”

Grady grinned, stroking Uzoth’s toned chest. “You weren’t too bad yourself.”

Uzoth smiled. He wrapped his arm around Grady’s waist and pulled Grady close, claws stroking back and forth over Grady’s skin.

Grady shivered. Sighing, Grady closed his eyes and rested his head on Uzoth’s chest. His breathing and heart rate slowly returned to normal. They’d been snowed in for a few days now. He’d not been able to rest like this in fuck knew how long.

Grady heard his siblings’ voices out in the main room. In a while, Grady would go out and check on them. But not yet. Thankfully, after Grady had talked with Lachlan, he and Kit seemed to be working through their strange situation. Grady guessed they would settle on being a witch and familiar as well as being lovers.

Grady dozed. For the moment, his siblings were safe. Grady could take a moment to breathe. No doubt once the snowstorm ended, he’d be busy and exhausted once again.

He and Uzoth had spent a lot of the past few days in this bed. Although, Grady had yet to be fucked. But hopefully soon. He really wanted to take Uzoth’s dick inside him.

Uzoth’s tail lazily stroked Grady’s hip. Or maybe he could take Uzoth’s tail first.

His arsehole clenched at the idea of that tip sliding inside him, growing thicker and thicker as it pressed deeper. Of course, he wouldn’t take all of Uzoth’s tail. That thing was longer than his fucking leg, and he didn’t want to be ripped open. But a bit of Uzoth’s tail might be fun.

Horny hexes. When is the last time I had fun?

The snow batted against the window. Would he have days like this with Uzoth after the snowstorm?

No. He wouldn’t.

But they could go back to nights together. He could try to find time to be with Uzoth in the cracks of all the pressures that always bore down on him. Just the thought of all those pressures caused the contentment to drain from his body. But surely they could find some time together.

Because Grady was certain he cared for Uzoth and not just as a friend but as something far more.

Grady’s chest tightened.

Could this be love?

Grady wasn’t certain. He’d never had time for a love life before. But the idea of Uzoth permanently in his bed, in his life, sent a buzzing sensation through his veins. They could have many more nights sitting by the fire, drinking tea and talking before stumbling into bed together.

Grady smiled as he snugged closer to Uzoth and pictured a future with the gargoyle.

Vaguely, he was aware of voices in the main room coming and going. The light in the room shifted. The snow kept falling outside. But for now, he was warm in Uzoth’s protective embrace, and he had time to rest.

Finally, Grady opened his eyes. He blinked up at Uzoth.

“Bored watching me sleep yet?” Grady asked.

“Never.” Uzoth stroked his hair.

Grady pressed a kiss to Uzoth’s chest. “As much as I want to stay in bed all day with you, I think I need to eat.” Grady began to sit up.

But Uzoth put a hand on his chest and pressed him back into the mattress. “Allow me to get something for you. Then you can continue to rest.”

Uzoth rose, and Grady admired his firm round arse. Fuck, Grady wanted to sink his teeth into those cheeks.

“I am capable of getting myself food,” Grady said, eyes still fixed on Uzoth’s arse.

“I am well aware.” Uzoth put on his loincloth. “But it gives me pleasure to care for you.”

Grady grinned. “Well, if it gives you pleasure, then who am I to stop you?”

Uzoth smiled and left. Grady heard Uzoth speaking to the others in the main room.

When have I ever been looked after before?

Probably not since before his parents had died. His stomach tightened at the thought.

His sister cared for him. But Grady had never really let her look after him.

A few moments later, Uzoth came back into the room, and Grady’s heart beat faster at the mere sight of him.

Uzoth shut the door behind him with his tail. He carried a plate of food, a bowl of stew, and two cups of tea. “Which do you want first?”

Grady sat up. “That fruit bread roll looks good.”

Uzoth handed him the roll and placed the rest on the side table before climbing into bed beside him. The bed creaked. Uzoth grabbed his cup of tea.

“You’re good at looking after me.” Grady took a bite of the soft buttery roll. He chewed, savouring the taste of the dried fig, apricot, and cherries with a hint of cinnamon.

“That is good. Because I enjoy looking after you, Grady.” Uzoth reached out a hand and slid his fingers along Grady’s shoulder.

Grady hummed with contentment. He wished the snowstorm would never end, that his siblings would never need his help, and that the bakery would always run smoothly.

But that would never happen, so he’d just enjoy this brief respite from his life in his room with Uzoth.