Page 25 of Loved By the Gargoyle

“How my wife explores me.” Xavir hummed out a breath.

I went back to the tip, wrapping my lips around it and sucking. Hard. Xavir bowed over me as I slowly took him into my mouth. He was so big, I was sure I couldn’t fit him to the back of my throat, but I was sure as heck going to try.

“Yes, take me in your mouth, wife. Show me what a fool I have been. Show me what I have been missing.”

I sucked him deeper, gasping and gagging over his length, before I moved to the tempo of his praise, rocking back and forth on all fours while I sucked him down and slid over him.

“I do not know heaven,” Xavir gasped, “but surely it is this. Your mouth on me, bringing me to rapture, taking me so well. Making me crave.”

His encouragement made my movements faster, more eager. I sucked him deep, putting more pressure on his skin, using the blunt ends of my teeth to scrape over his cock.

Xavir groaned when I did that, thrusting into my mouth despite his restraints.

“You will be my undoing.”

I hummed and he howled, and a second later, I felt his tail coil around my ankle and yank my legs apart, spreading me wide. I almost fell, but planted my palms firmly on the bed, gasping and choking on his cock as the now-dull end of his tail entered me from behind, sliding through my channel and teasing my insides.

I released his cock with a wet sound and gasped, pressing my cheek to his member. “Xavir,” I groaned. “That feels so good. You don’t know what you do to me.”

“I want you undone,” he growled. “I want everything.”

I cried out as he touched something inside me, a place I didn’t even know existed. It sent me careening down the path of indescribable pleasure, detonating me. The fire inside me burned, and I swallowed his cock whole, muffling the sounds of my near-release so I could chase him to the brink alongside me.

I was desperate for him to finish. I wanted to prove that I could offer him as much as what he was offering me.

I want you undone.

Taking him as deep as my throat allowed me, I scraped my teeth against him along the way and sucked. Like I could pull his soul out through him there.

Xavir growled and began thrusting against my face. I held still, allowing him to take his control. His movements stuttered and unpracticed, we could both only feel until our desire climbed to the peak and fell over the edge. I screamed out around his cock, my release shooting through me at the same time his own jetted down my throat. I choked, sputtering around his cock and cum. It slid out from my mouth, dripping salaciously down my chin and neck. I could scarcely take it, though I tried. When I couldn’t take anymore, I pulled back, only for it to spurt against my face, my neck, my hair.

“Look at you,” Xavir hummed and flexed tightly. The action caused the shadows to break and disperse. He dropped over me, shoving me back down on the bed so he could hover over me. “Look at you painted with my release.”

“And you with mine,” I echoed back.

He smiled, his teeth flashing. “Yes,” he agreed proudly.

The tips of his claws grasped at my chin, swiping at the sticky liquid before he shoved it into my mouth.

He did this with the entirety of his release, until I was no longer coated in it at all. Until my chest was burning bright with his magic. Until my bones became liquid and I was far too spent to move.

Seeming to understand this, Xavir lay at my side on the tattered mattress and pulled me into the circle of his arms.

“Rest now, my wife,” he urged, smoothing back my hair.

I peered up at him as I snuggled close. “Xavir?”

“Yes?”

“I want you to meet my family.”

He smiled again and that image, and the words that followed, lulled me into a deep sleep.

“Of course, my flower.”

“Are you ready?”

Mia’s fingers fit between the spaces of my own as she gave my much larger hand a delicate yet firm squeeze. I was sure the gesture was meant to bring reassurance, and I refrained from commenting that perhaps she needed far more reassurance than I did.