Page 91 of Hidden By the Gargoyle

He moved down, his palms slipping down my thighs. In a swift motion, he shoved my knees up and apart, spreading me wide.

I gasped at the suddenness of the motion.

He ignored me, his eyes glued to my pussy. Then, he leaned down and ran his tongue over me in one long, slow lick. I gasped again, my entire body jerking. His tongue wasn’t smooth any longer but ridged. Each one seemed to tug at my clit as his tongue dragged over it.

“Dax!”

I grabbed his horns and shoved his head up a bit. He stopped, his swirling silver eyes locked on me.

“Your tongue,” I panted. “It’s different.”

He smirked at me. “It’s not the only thing that’s different about me in this form.”

I blinked at him, confused, until his hand went to the waistband of his jeans. Then, the penny dropped and my mouth fell open.

“What?” I asked, unable to take my gaze away from where he was flicking open the button of his jeans and unzipping them. He climbed off the bed and shoved his pants off, kicking his boots off at the same time.

When he moved, I rolled over and crawled toward the edge of the mattress. His cock jutted out in front of him, darker grey than his skin. I saw then what he was talking about. There were ridges around the base of his dick, thick and rounded on top. They extended nearly halfway up, spaced closer together at the bottom and further apart as they rose.

I reached out, grasping his hard length. His cock jumped at my touch. I stroked him, feeling the firmness of each ridge as my hand moved down to the base of his dick.

I squeezed at the base, and he hissed as he exhaled. I crept closer and flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue.

His body jerked and his hands fisted at his sides.

“Ally, now is not the time to check off another item on your list.”

I lifted my gaze to his face, and I sucked the tip of his erection into my mouth. His cock was as smooth as his horns. I drew him deeper, my hand stroking his base as I did, and Dax’s entire body tensed.

“By the gods, Ally,” he said, his voice full of gravel and deeper than usual.

Before I could continue my exploration, Dax pulled his hips away before he shoved me onto my back.

“I wasn’t done,” I complained.

“Later,” he said, lowering his head between my thighs.

His hands pinned my legs down to the mattress and he attacked my pussy with his mouth. He sucked my clit hard, wringing a cry from my lips, before lashing it with his tongue.

I cried out, my back arching, at the intensity of the sensation. The ridges on his tongue added an edge to the pleasure.

As he focused on my clit, driving me toward orgasm with single-minded intensity, he released one of my legs to push one finger deep inside of me. Then, another. He crooked his fingers, rubbing a spot deep inside me. The pressure inside me intensified, winding my body tighter.

“Dax,” I gasped, my hands flying to his horns, gripping them tightly.

He growled against my pussy and his mouth became ravaging. I lifted my hips as I tugged his horns, and he added a third finger inside my body.

He sucked my clit harder, flicking it with his tongue rapidly, and I imploded. The orgasm was a wave of pleasure spiked with pain as it wracked my body, every muscle shuddering as I spasmed.

But he didn’t stop. His tongue and his lips kept torturing my clit until I was trying to shove his head away. The orgasm never waned, only built higher until one climax became two.

I screamed as I thrashed on the bed, unable to escape. Just when the pleasure was about to become too painful, he released me, rising up over me and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

I was panting as I collapsed against the blanket, a fine sheen of sweat on my entire body. The air in the cave was cool, bringing up goosebumps all over me as it touched my damp skin.

Dax levered his body over me, his mouth crashing against mine. I locked my legs around his hips as he kissed me, rough and urgent. I reached between us, wrapping my fingers around his cock and angling my hips. I shivered when the tip of his dick slipped over my clit, sending another shockwave through me.

Dax didn’t make me wait. He tilted his hips, his hand over mine, and slipped inside me in one long, deep thrust.

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