Page 32 of Gargoyle Sentinel

Danny scooted closer, pressing his body to Malachi’s solid frame. “Good call. Not in the mood to be shredded.”

Malachi descended on Danny’s mouth, his lips touching Danny’s carefully at first, then with more insistence. Danny parted his lips under the gentle pressure, welcoming Malachi’s exploration. At first, he was startled by the difference in the kiss. His mate’s tongue was rougher, but also forked, each side moving independently.

So many possibilities.

The kiss deepened, and Danny melted into Malachi’s powerful embrace. When they broke apart, Danny could barely catch his breath.

“God, even your kisses are different like this. The woodsy smell is stronger, too. More pungent.” Their first time together, Malachi’s natural scent had caught him off guard.

Malachi stilled.”I hope it isn’t repugnant.”

Danny shook his head vigorously. “Not at all. It was addictive already, but this is even more captivating.”

Malachi smiled, his thin gargoyle lips exposing his large fangs. “Good. Your floral scent does the same for me, drives me wild. Everything is more intense in this form.” Malachi let out a rumbling purr. “Our senses, my strength, my need for you.”

Danny’s heart ticked up a notch. “And my need for you.”

Malachi scooped Danny up and laid him on the bed before lying down beside him so they faced each other. Malachi brushed Danny’s stray hair back from his face.

“My baby, so small and perfect.”

Danny arched up against him, their cocks trapped between their bodies. “I’m not that small,” he protested, grinding his hips against Malachi’s stone-like body. “At least where it counts. But I’ll take perfect.”

Malachi’s booming laugh vibrated through Danny’s chest. “Fair enough.” He enveloped both their cocks with his large hand, the rough texture of his palm creating delicious friction as he stroked them together.

“Fuck,” Danny gasped, his head falling back against the pillows.

Malachi’s eyes glowed brighter as he increased the pace, his massive wings spreading behind him like a canopy. His tail curled around Danny’s calf, the warm, pebbled appendage anchoring him as pleasure built at the base of his spine.

“I want more.” Danny reached up to caress the angular contours of Malachi’s face. “I want all of you, Mal. Like this.”

Malachi’s glowing eyes flashed with heat. “Cock or tail?”

Danny swallowed hard. “Both?”

Malachi yanked Danny to him, nipping softly at his neck, dragging his long, textured tongue across his throat. He kneaded Danny’s ass, gripping his ass cheeks and spreading them open. Danny encouraged him by draping his top leg over Malachi’s hip, although he was barely able to reach that high.

As soon as Malachi plunged his tongue into Danny’s mouth, his tail slid toward Danny’s ass, taunting his exposed hole with a decadent promise. The knobby end was thicker than the already generous girth of Malachi’s cockhead, but being the size queen that he was, Danny didn’t see a problem with that. Although, he’d never been more thankful for his newfound natural slickness.

Danny pressed back against the bumpy knob, anxious to feel it inside him.

“Eager little baby.” Malachi chuckled as he pushed forward, the knob breaching Danny’s tight rim with delicious pressure.

Danny gasped, digging his fingers into Malachi’s shoulder, the tough skin barely yielding to his desperate touch. Danny rocked on the bulbous appendage, the burning stretch sending sparks of pleasure radiating to his core. He writhed and moaned, the ridges of the tail teasing his rim and banging his gland with every short, stabbing thrust.

Malachi worked his ass good and hard, the way he’d always wished someone would. His cock ached for relief, and he whimpered against Malachi’s chest. Malachi growled, an enticing sound that he now associated with his mate.

Malachi’s tail slowly retreated from his ass, but Danny clenched, not ready to lose the blissful sensation of being stuffed so full.

“Let me go, baby. I need to be inside you, fill you with my seed.”

Danny held back from pointing out that he was already pretty full, but at the same time, he had no idea if Malachi could get off from tail-fucking. With great reluctance, he complied, allowing Malachi to pull out slowly.

“Mmm…Turn over for me, baby.”

Danny didn’t hesitate, rolling over, then pushing up on his hands and knees. The position was one that always made him feel vulnerable and exposed, but with Malachi, he felt safe.

Malachi palmed Danny’s ass cheeks again, kneading and squeezing the globes before spreading them open. He paused, not saying a word. Danny felt Malachi’s heated gaze on his hole, and imagined his mate staring at the glistening opening, slick and wet, ready for Malachi to claim.

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