Page 33 of Gargoyle Sentinel

“I wish you could see this.” Malachi breathed the words like a prayer. “Your hole red and swollen, waiting to swallow my cock, to grip me with your tight heat until I scream your name.”

Danny dropped his head between his shoulders, sweat dripping from his hairline. “Damn it, Mal. Do it already. Fuck me like you mean it.”

Malachi surged forward, filling Danny in one powerful thrust that drove the breath from his lungs. The stretch was intense, almost too overwhelming, but Danny's body welcomed the invasion, his already stretched opening adapting to accommodate his mate’s impressive size.

“So tight,” Malachi gritted.

He wrapped his thick fingers around Danny’s hips, clutching him with a punishing grip as he fucked Danny hard and fast.

Danny gasped, his arms trembling as he fought to stay upright. “Fuck, Mal, you’re splitting me open.”

Malachi leaned over his back, cocooning him, driving his cock even deeper into Danny’s passage. Danny fell to his elbows, panting, barely able to catch his breath.

Malachi whispered in his ear with a throaty rumble, “Taking it so good, baby.”

Danny cried out as his orgasm barreled through him right as Malachi’s movements became erratic. With a roar, Malachi froze, his wings flaring wide as he emptied himself into Danny’s trembling body. The primal sound echoed through the room as his massive form shuddered against Danny’s back.

Danny collapsed onto the mattress, Malachi's weight pinning him deliciously to the bed. He felt utterly claimed, marked inside and out by his mate. The sensation of Malachi’s stone-like body against his sweat-slick skin was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. Cool yet somehow radiating heat.

“I’m wrecked,” Danny gasped when he could finally form words again. “But in a totally good way.”

Malachi nuzzled the back of Danny's neck, his rough tongue laving the sensitive skin there. “I didn’t hurt you?”

“Not at all. I’m not only filled with gargoyle cum, but elation.” Danny sighed, the sound muffled against the pillow. “I’m pretty sure I saw through the veil between worlds, though. I think one of my Gabriel powers just kicked in."

Malachi chuckled as he carefully withdrew and shifted back to his human form. “I highly doubt it, but I’m flattered nonetheless.”

Danny rolled over, wincing slightly as his well-used muscles and ass protested. “Hot damn, I’m going to need another shower.” He groaned. “And possibly a wheelchair.”

“I warned you it would be intense.” Malachi stretched out beside him, gently brushing Danny’s damp hair from his forehead. His adoring gaze was like a gentle embrace. “I love you, Danny. You’re not only my mate, you’re a sweet, clever, compassionate, adorable, beautiful man who I’m so blessed to have for eternity.”

Tears burned in Danny’s eyes, the declaration from Malachi surprising him, even though he felt the same way.

“Eternity? You want me for eternity?”

He hadn’t known that literal forever was an option, but decided to save that conversation for another time. Right now, it was about them and their most perfect and magical romance.

Malachi pressed a soft kiss to his lips, then drew back, locking eyes with him. He brushed the back of his hand along Danny’s cheek.

“For eternity.”

“Me too, Mal.”

He drew his eyebrows together, irritated with himself for his weak attempt at declaring his love for Malachi. It occurred to him that he’d never told any man, and barely anyone else, that he loved them. At least a decade had passed since the last time he’d uttered those three words. Malachi still gazed at himlovingly, so he didn’t seem to mind. But Danny couldn’t take it. His mate deserved better.

He cleared his throat. “What I mean is that I love you, too. It might take me a while to be as eloquent as you are when it comes to expressing my affection. Sarcasm? Snark? Complaints? I’m your guy. I’m sorry that I’m not very good at being romantic right now, but I’ll try to do better.”

Malachi gathered him in his arms. “Just be yourself, baby. That’s all I care about. I love you the way you are.”

Aaaand… I’m back to crying.

Danny fell asleep wrapped in the comfort of Malachi’s arms, the way he knew he would for always. Who knew that being kidnapped by rogue demons could be the best thing that ever happened to him?

Epilogue

“Is he supposed to be screaming like that?”

Malachi clutched Dante’s arm in a panic and was rewarded with a death glare from his friend.

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