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CHARLOTTE

Talk about some balls . Gargoyles are weird. They can be any color of the rainbow, and their dicks are wild. I know because I’m currently staring at one that makes my mouth water.

Marcus gulps audibly and flexes his abs, his cock bouncing with the move.

It’s beautiful and sunshiny yellow like the rest of him, but it has ridges.

Every quarter of an inch or so, and there are a lot of inches.

From this position on my knees, he feels even more huge, both in cock length and stature.

“You’re looking at my dick like it’s going to bite you. I promise it hasn’t bitten me yet, and I give him some rough treatment.” Marcus jokes with a waggle of his brows.

He’s full-on gargoyle right now, with the wings and the tail and the inhuman hotness that makes my ovaries weep. My tongue darts out to wet my lips as I ogle him.

“I don’t think it’s gonna bite me, but I think I have a one-hundred-percent chance of choking,” I mumble, shifting to sit my ass back on my heels.

All this feels like an incredible escalation from our date. One little snuggle in the most amazing nest, and suddenly, I want to bang all their brains out, even Atlas. It’s horrible how wet I get just thinking of him glaring at me. Their attention is the most potent aphrodisiac known to me .

“We don’t have to do this if you’re uncomfortable.” Marcus’ eyes widen, and the concern that shines in them makes me want to shove his whole cock in my mouth, choking be damned.

“I’m not regretting this, just a little…surprised to encounter my first supernatural cock.”

“First and one of your last.” He winks. “My nest and I are going to fuck you so good that you never want to leave us.”

I snort at the thought of Atlas putting his dick anywhere near me, and then I’m thinking about it. His dick. Atlas’ dick is probably fucking glorious and as bratty as he is.

“This feels really weird, but really right,” I admit, getting back up on my knees and leaning over his massive thighs.

They’re so fucking strong and hard underneath my soft skin. It makes me ache to feel his rigid length in my throat.

“I know exactly how you feel, Char. No one has made my body sing like you,” he says softly, bringing his hand down to cup my cheek.

I press my face into his palm. If I were a kitten, I would be purring up a damn storm.

Marcus makes me feel so fucking safe and beautiful beyond words.

I need his dick in my mouth. Right. Now.

A shiver of anticipation works its way down my spine. I’ve never been so turned on by the idea of sucking someone’s dick, but Marcus, my sweet gargoyle, is not like anyone else in the world.

He grabs the base and holds his cock to my lips, and the feel of his dick is unusual and pleasant. He’s hard and warm but not as hard as someone made of stone should be. He has a give to him that tells my hindbrain this will very much work.

Slipping the head past my lips, I groan at his flavor, rich and musky with a sweetness that makes me want to take him all the way to the hilt.

I’d need a jaw like a snake to do it, but if there’s something worth dislocating your jaw over, I’m pretty sure it’s this.

Hollowing my cheeks, I sink down an inch, one of his ridges popping into the tight ring of my lips.

The sensation makes my teeth vibrate a bit, but his groan is so worth it.

MARCUS

My sexy as fuck witch has my dick in her mouth.

My eyes are currently in the back of my skull, trying to find any logical thought left but coming up with nothing.

I don’t need thought when I have her plush lips wrapped around my hot, hard cock.

I groan like a fucking beast as she hollows her cheeks and gives me a hard suck.

A burst of pre-cum floods from me and hits her hot tongue. I try not to pull back, but she’s going to make me come waaaay too quickly if I don’t.

Easing a hand into her hair, I gently guide her mouth off my cock, which she releases with a satisfying pop.

“I was just getting to the good part. I do this little thing with my tongue.” She pauses and presumably does it between her closed lips.

I’ve never wanted to get my dick back in a hole so quickly.

“I don’t want to come too quickly.” If I were in my more mortal form, I would be blushing so hard my ears would be bright red.

Charlotte arches a brow. “Can’t hold back, even a little?”

Her tone is all challenge, and Mama didn’t raise no quitter. Mama actually hardly raised me.

Oh well .

“Try me, babe,” I say, taking a quick breath and then holding it. Which really does nothing.

Charlotte leans down and takes my cock back into her mouth.

I groan behind clenched teeth and try to focus on the patterns in the wallpaper.

The wall sconces are nice and shiny in here.

I wonder if Charlotte polishes them, or if the resident gargoyle mom that is Julius sneaks in here to make sure her entire room is nice and tidy.

The head of my cock hits the back of Charlotte’s throat. And then she swallows.

An unholy bellow pulls itself from my chest, and I grip her shoulders as gently as I possibly can.

“Fuck, yes, that’s a good girl, Char. Fuck me, your mouth is heaven and hell all in one,” I moan.

She does the thing with her tongue, twisting around each of my ridges as more of my hard length press into the tight, warm embrace of her mouth and throat. She giggles around my cock, and it’s like someone took a pleasure Taser to my balls. I keen, back arching and toes curling.

“Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and some other guy, fuck!” I cry as Charlotte blows my mind with her mouth.

Her hands rest delicately on my thighs as she bobs her head and sucks my soul out. I flop back onto the bed, only able to lie there and take every bit of pleasure she gives me.

I wish I could be inside her forever .