Page 31 of Gargoyle Vigilante

He’d wondered when that question might come up. The desire to take Amir while he was his true self had burned within him since the first time he’d had his sweet angel. But the fear that doing so would frighten his mate had kept him from suggesting they give it a try.

“Yes, whenever I’ve played around with a fellow Slayer. Humans tend to shy away from making it with an otherwordly beast, so I’ve refrained. However, with my mate…” He winked. “I could be persuaded. Is that something you want?”

Amir swallowed hard. “No claws, though.”

He squirmed in Dante’s lap, which made him groan. Amir’s suggestion had him so hard he was sure his dick could cut diamonds.

“No claws, no real biting. Your thin skin couldn’t withstand it.” Sweat broke out on Dante’s brow. “But there’s something else that has always made gargoyle sex extra enticing. And now that your angel side is strengthening, I’m confident you can handle some enhanced love play.”

Amir licked his lips, his hold tightening around Dante’s neck. “What do you mean, enhanced?”

Dante favored him with a crooked smile. “Gargoylesdohave tails, you know.”

“Tails?” Amit tilted his head. “Why would…” His jaw dropped. “Oh my.” He squirmed again.

Dante raked his fingers through Amir’s curls then gripped them in his fist. “Think of it, my angel. My tail fucking you in place of my cock, stretching you wide. Is that what you want?”

Amir’s lips parted, his eyes glazing over. “Yesss…” He blinked repeatedly. “Wait. There’s the knob.” His eyes went wide. “The spikes I’ve seen you use while fighting.”

Dante wanted to kick his own ass. He was so drunk with his lust for Amir that he hadn’t taken into consideration how little his mate knew of the gargoyle anatomy and how everything worked.

Dante cupped Amir’s cheek. “Heavens, no. I’d never do anything that might hurt you.”

Amir’s shoulders eased. “I’m sorry, I’m not suggesting you would. It’s just that I’ve seen what that tail can do in battle, and yikes.”

“No,I’msorry.” He chuckled. “I wasn’t thinking with the right head. Let me ask you, have you ever noticed my cock swinging free while fighting, my balls exposed to be shredded by my opponent?”

“Ow, stop.” Amir winced. “I wasn’t checking out your package while the threat of a gruesome death was hanging over me.”

“Point taken. In the gargoyle, that part of our anatomy contracts and is safely tucked inside a cavity within our bodies. On the other hand, we have the ability to expand the knob, exposing the spikes.”

“And that’s controllable, right?”

“Absolutely.” Dante caressed his cheek. “But I don’t need to use my tail to enjoy making love with you. Everything about you turns me on.”

“You turn me on so much, too.” Amir gave him a hug, whispering in his ear. “Do you think the knob would fit inside me?”

Amir was going to kill him. He hadn’t fucked as a gargoyle in over eighty years, not when he’d been avoiding fellow Slayers like the plague. But all this talk of using his tail was making him crazy.

“We…we can go slow, sweetheart. See how you’re doing and stop if it’s too much or you’re repulsed by my gargoyle.”

Amir gasped as he pulled back, his gaze boring into Dante. “I could never be repulsed by you.Ever.”

Dante placed a quick kiss on the tip of Amir’s nose. “That’s very sweet of you. But my tail isn’t the only part that’s different. My skin won’t be the same—it’ll be rough, bumpy. Like hardened, pebbled leather. And the same way my eyes glow when I’m fighting, they’ll blaze when I’m aroused.” He cleared his throat. “Considering how hot you’re making me right now, be prepared for insta glow.”

“I already know all that. Not that I’ve touched you, but I know what you look like.” He poked out his bottom lip. “Sort of.”

“I don’t understand.” Dante tilted his head.

“Well, you know. The whole fear of death, my brain sort of shorting out.” His eyes glistened. “And after you were hurt, all I could see was the blood, the wounds. I wasn’t paying attention to anything else.”

Dante rubbed small circles on Amir’s back, his heart hurting over what his mate had suffered through. From the loss of his uncle, to being chased by an unknown evil, to fearing that the father of his child would be killed in front of him—he couldn’t imagine any scenario where Amir would’ve been viewing his gargoyle through an amorous lens.

“My poor baby. That makes complete sense. Forgive me for being so clueless half the time? I’m still learning.”

Amir stretched his neck and gave him a quick peck. “You’re forgiven. Then you’ll do it? You’ll transform?” Amir smiled, his expression showing no fear or hesitation.

Dante pressed his lips together. “We can stop at any time.”

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