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Hellion returned to the bed, having shed all their clothes. They took Cian’s face in their hands and gently placed a kiss on either cheek. “You’re safe here with us.”
“I know,” he said and closed his eyes, leaning into their touch. “Thank you.”
I watched the light dance over the surface of his wings. “Can I touch them?”
He inclined his head slightly in permission.
I slid two fingers first along the wide panel of the closest wing, my touch feather light. The texture was indeed akin to crushed velvet, but warm and pliable. The bone was like leather-wrapped wood, textured and firm, but the narrow space of exposed wing just beneath it was the soft leather of a well-made glove.
Cian shuddered, uttering an involuntary groan.
I pulled my fingers away. “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
Hellion snickered at my confusion before reaching out to run their fingers over the tip of Cian’s wing. “Gargoyle wings are erogenous zones. Caressing a gargoyle’s wing is akin to stroking his cock.”
Oh.
Cian chuckled. “It doesn’t feel exactly the same. There’s a certain psychological component to it. Most of the rest of me is sturdy, but my wings… They’re vulnerable.”
His wings snapped out to their full length and my breath caught at the strength and power of them. They didn’t look vulnerable. The taloned tips of his wings trembled as I moved the barest tip of a fingernail over the naked narrow section of wing next to the bone. His fingers gathered fistfuls of the duvet, knuckles growing whiter the further in my touch went. The skin on his shoulders drew the strongest reaction. A small rumble of pleasure escaped his throat at the touch. Just to hear it again, I leaned down and carefully traced a tongue over the quivering skin.
Hellion leaned in and caught Cian’s lips in a fierce kiss while I continued my careful study of his wings. Cian grabbed Hellion roughly and kissed them back. They groaned and melted in his arms, sending a thrill through me. I’d never seen them so docile. Whenever we were together, I was happy to let Hellion take control, but in Cian’s arms, they were as pliant as warm clay.
Cian closed his hand around Hellion’s cock, stroking it to attention, his big hand making it seem even more delicate than normal. Hellion’s lips parted in a desperate moan as Cian dipped a finger inside the wet slit just below their cock.
“Nevahn.”
I jumped at the rumble of my name out of Cian. “Yes?”
He turned his head slightly. “Did I tell you to stop?”
“No.” I flushed and went back to running my fingers gently over his wings, feeling oddly voyeuristic. It was impossible not to watch everything he was doing to Hellion, and equally as impossible not to enjoy watching. It was like getting my own private show. Between that and the soft shudders running through Cian’s wings under my fingers, my cock had already gotten uncomfortably hard.
Cian alternated between stroking Hellion’s cock and fucking them with his fingers, moving freely between both as he pleased. Meanwhile, I massaged his shoulders and ran my hands over his wings, occasionally pausing to pepper them with kisses or to flicker my tongue over the sensitive places I found.
After a few minutes, Cian pulled his fingers free of Hellion, shifted how they were sitting in his lap, and offered his fingers to me, glistening with their wetness. I leaned forward and sucked his fingers into my mouth, moaning at the sweet, almost floral taste of Hellion on his skin. It was the first time I’d gotten to taste them, a mistake on my part because I immediately wanted more.
He pulled his fingers away before I was ready and I started to whine, but he swallowed the sound with a kiss, plunging his tongue into my mouth as if he could get an aftertaste. I yelped as he pulled me around into his lap. Gods, he was so big both Hellion and I could sit in his lap at the same time. I suddenly felt incredibly small next to him. Cian pulled me into another heated kiss while Hellion busied themselves trying to get my clothes off. No easy feat considering Cian wasn’t willing to let me go. They yanked my breeches down, freeing my cock.
“Look at how hard he is,” Hellion crooned as they yanked my breeches off and cast them aside. Their tail coiled around the base of my cock. “Do you need some attention, pet?”
I gasped, and my hips bucked as their tail tightened around me. “Please!”
“So polite,” they purred. “Maybe I should give him what he wants. He’s been such a good pet.”
“No, not yet,” Cian growled, and I groaned in frustration. He tipped my chin up with a grin. “I get to finish you tonight. Would you like that?”
I put my arms around his neck and nuzzled against him, feeling feverish, even as I nodded. “But…I don’t know if I can take it.”
“Hellion will help get you ready for me,” Cian promised. “Won’t you Hellion?”
I shuddered, remembering the last time, how deliciously rough they’d been with me.
Hellion chuckled. “Gladly.”
They crawled out of Cian’s lap, tail waving. It snapped high for a moment, giving me a tantalizing view. My eyes traveled lower, and I frowned at the sight of the bandages on their thigh.
“Are you sure you’re healed up enough for this?” I asked quietly. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
