Page 21 of Gargoyle Vigilante

He’d thought about asking Dante if there was a reason for that, whether natural or cologne, but doubted that his possessive mate would appreciate that he was sniffing around other males. He actually wasn’t, it was more that all of his senses had been heightened since they’d mated and the angelic blood activated.

Someday, as his angel was completely absorbed into his body, additional attributes would emerge. Uriel had beeninstructing him on what to expect and would be available to help him through his metamorphosis if needed. Once he’d mastered the art of shifting from his earthly form, he'd even be able to become invisible to humans. Plus, since he was now an immortal like Dante, they could always be together.

The tingles between his shoulder blades concerned him, though. They occurred at random moments, and while he’d learned from Uriel that the sensations were normal and part of his body preparing for his wings, he wasn’t ready to discuss it with anyone else yet. Being able to carry a child, in addition to everything else, was as much as he could handle right now.

Dante rubbed slow circles on his back, and he caressed the hard planes of Dante’s chest and stomach in return. Ever since their first time, they hadn’t been able to keep their hands off each other. They weren’t jumping each other night and day, but touch had become almost mandatory when they were together.

Dante placed a kiss on top of his head, then nuzzled his curls. “Am I being too demanding of you?”

Amir gazed up at him. “How so?”

Dante gently took Amir's hand and guided it between them, pressing it firmly against his rock-hard erection. The supple leather pants he wore added to the sensation of hardness against Amir's palm, the soft hide accentuating the outline of Dante’s impressive cock.

“I can’t get enough of you, angel. But I’m a selfish bastard, lost in this unrelenting haze of need. I’m worried that I’m pressuring you too much for sex.”

Dante appeared uncomfortable, his eyebrows dipping low and lips pressed together. Amir knew Dante was unfamiliar with sharing his emotions, but he could tell his mate was trying. Maybe he wasn’t the only one with concerns about how new and sudden their relationship was.

Amir held Dante’s gaze. "If I felt like you were pressuring me, I would say something. But the truth is, I can’t get enough of you either."

To prove his point, he shifted his position, straddling Dante's lap and pressing himself close. Dante let out a soft groan, his hands moving to Amir's hips, clasping them gently. His eyes darkened, and Amir smiled at how easily the connection between them had formed. As Dante leaned in for a kiss, Amir placed a finger on his lips, halting him.

“I’m not as slick, though. Is that bad? Am I broken? I mean, I barely know about regular human sex, let alone supernatural boinking.”

Dante barked out a laugh. “It’s normal. Can I confess I asked Ezekiel for some info? I never cared about the mating process before.” To Amir’s astonishment, he blushed. “That was quite the interaction. Anyway, after the razzing subsided, Ezekiel said the slick would subside now that you were pregnant. Don’t worry, though. I made sure to grab an alternative the last time I was up top.” He winked.

“Wow. Okay. What about the…” Amir cleared his throat. The heat in his cheeks meant he was the one blushing now. “You know, the knot?”

Dante brushed his lips across Amir’s forehead then pressed tiny kisses along his temple and down his face. He whispered against Amir’s mouth, “Do you like it?”

Amir’s breathing hitched. “Yeah. A lot.”

“Good. I can use it whenever I want, it’s only automatic when you’re in heat.”

He poked out his tongue, tracing it slowly across Amir’s lips before teasing them apart. He took Amir’s mouth, soft and slow until Amir was grinding down on Dante’s hard bulge. Barely a few hours had passed since the last time Dante was inside him, and he was a bit sore, but fuck. He ached to be filled again, tofeel Dante’s knot expanding, stretching him, pushing against his gland until Dante’s hand brought him to a glorious conclusion.

Dante broke the kiss, trailing kisses along his jawline then up to his ear. He gave the lobe a sharp bite. “Baby, sweet baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Amir stilled. “You won’t.”

He went back to running his palms up Dante’s solid frame, tweaking a plump nipple. Dante clasped his wrist.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice you wincing when I finally pulled out this morning. That’s why I initiated this discussion in the first place. It’s important for you to know that despite the fact that I’m a greedy and pushy asshat, I care about you. My job is to protect you—even if that means protecting you from me.”

A lump swelled in Amir’s throat. Even though his emotions had been getting wonkier the past few days, he would’ve been affected by Dante’s words anyway. Maybe Dante wasn’t in love with him, but he would be a caring, protective mate for him and their baby.

“We could just use our mouths.” Amir licked his lips. “Not that you’ll get that much out of it, but I can try to be better this time.”

Dante sighed. “Baby…” He gave him another soft kiss before pulling away, carding his fingers through Amir’s hair. “I love it when you suck the tip, it feels amazing.”

Amir ducked his head. “But you have to do the rest of the work. It doesn’t seem fair.”

He glanced up and was met with the sight of Dante’s twitching mouth as if he was trying not to laugh. Amir frowned.

“What’s so funny?”

“I-I…” Dante cleared his throat then took a deep breath before continuing. “Sorry. I’m not making fun of you, I give my solemn word. It’s that some things are physically impossible. It doesn’t have anything to do with what is or isn’t fair.”

Amir huffed. Now he was cranky. Yup. His emotions were still all over the place.

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