Page 39 of Wed to the Gargoyle


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I sank into the warm embrace of the spring, letting its healing vapors fill my senses, trying to clear my head of any lingering doubt and uncertainty. The gentle current massaged my aching muscles, easing the tension knotting my body.

Kuzar entered the cavern, his footsteps echoing in the vast space. His eyes found me instantly, his face softening as he took in my relaxed posture. Tossing his cloak aside, he lowered himself into the water beside me with a sigh. His body warmed me as he settled in, our bodies centimeters apart.

He turned to me, and I could see his eyes gleaming with an intensity I knew and craved. Reaching out, he traced a finger along my collarbone, his touch gentle yet firm. His eyes bore into mine, and I melted under their fierce gaze.

“Evie, you are more than I ever dared dream of. You have shown me a world beyond duty, honor, and war.” He leaned in closer, his breath fanning my face. “You are the only one who can ease this torment. Tonight, let me love you like never.”

His words sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. I reached out and touched his cheek, marveling at the texture of his reptilian skin under my fingertips. It was rough yet somehow smooth, like polished scales.

“Yes, Kuzar,” I whispered, my voice betraying my eagerness. “I want you to.”

He surged forward, his lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss. His tongue danced with mine, igniting a fire within me that spread through my body like wildfire. His hands roamed my body, exploring every inch of me, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

The water swirled around us, reflecting the soft light of distant torches on the cavern walls. This was no longer a hot spring but an intimate oasis where we could surrender to our desires without restraint.

He led me to a secluded corner of the cavern, a shallow alcove where we found solace from the world. As he carried me in his arms, I could see a glimmer of vulnerability in his eyes, a rare glimpse beyond the mask of strength he always wore.

We sank to the ground, the warm water surrounding us like a protective cocoon, sealing us off from the world outside. His lips traveled down my neck, grazing my collarbone, lingering at the juncture of my breasts.

My hands found their way to the back of his head, my fingers threading through his thick, coarse hair. I pulled him closer, desperate to feel him against me, to absorb his heat, his scent, his essence.

I closed my eyes, letting the sensation of his touch, the taste of his lips, the sound of his ragged breathing envelop me entirely. I lost myself in the moment, completely consumed by him.

He moved above me, his weight pressing me into the soft earth. I arched my back, welcoming his touch. He kissed me again, his tongue delving into my mouth, his hands roaming my body, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each touch.

His movements were slow, deliberate, and filled with an intensity that took my breath away. I responded to him, my body trembling with need. I reached out for him, wanting to feel his touch everywhere.

He obliged, his hands gliding over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. He kissed my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, our rhythm growing more urgent with each passing moment. The surrounding water swirled and churned, as if sharing in our passion, our ecstasy.

My head fell back, my throat throbbing with a desperate cry as I succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure. My body convulsed, shuddering with release. Kuzar’s growl filled the air as he claimed his release, his body trembling with the force of his climax.

We lay together, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts still pounding from the intensity of our lovemaking. We had a sense of profound contentment, of being truly connected to another being, mind, body, and soul.

He held me close, his arms cradled me. His chest rose and fell as he took deep breaths, his heartbeats slowing down against my own.

As we lay there, cradled in each other’s embrace, our bond deepened, transformed into something more profound and lasting. We sowed the seeds of love, and I prayed they would take root and flourish in the harsh terrain of our existence.

Closing my eyes, I let the warmth of the hot spring and the love that surrounded me wash over me. I found my place in this strange and wondrous world, and I would face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand with the gargoyle who stole my heart.

I sat in the dimly lit room, my hands tightly clasped in my lap, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. Geradi, the clan’s healer, bustled around me, her gnarled fingers deftly preparing the tools she needed for the pregnancy test. The air was thick with anticipation, and the weight of everyone’s hopes and expectations pressed down on me.

“Are you nervous, child?”

I nodded, unable to speak.

“It’s natural to be nervous,” she said, placing a reassuring hand on mine. “But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.”

She began the test, her hands moving quickly and efficiently. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the fear and uncertainty that threatened to overwhelm me. Minutes ticked like hours as I waited for her to finish. Finally, she stepped back, a strange look on her face.

“Well?”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and concern. “Evie, you’re pregnant.”

The words hit me like a bolt of lightning. I stared at her in stunned silence, my mind reeling from the implications of what she just said. Pregnant? I was going to have a baby? A gargoyle baby?

Geradi’s voice broke through my reverie. “Congratulations, Evie,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “You’re going to be a mother.”

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