He stares at where his cock lies. “Seed is for breeding. It is something my kind does not do.”
It takes a moment for his words to register. My chest constricts as my eyes drop to where he’s staring. “We’re not… What? We’re not going to have…” It didn’t even occur to me. He’s not even human!
He smiles. “Easy. I did not impregnate you, Summer. It’s not possible. Beings between realms can’t procreate.”
Relieved, I drop back down with a flourish.
Chapter19
Sweet Delight
Zuriel
My head reelsand my thoughts scatter. I cannot look at Summer without wanting to be inside of her, rousing her body to mindlessly dance, her moans filling my ears. A goddess in the throes, there will never be another for me. She is the softness to my hard outlines, my sharp edges. She is a maiden to my monstrous baring. She is the sun whereas I am the moon. If I could, I would hollow her out and climb inside her and relish the embrace of her sweet heat forever.
So delicate, so submissive, she handled my ferocious appetite, a hunger that has mounted since the moment I first heard her laugh.
Standing outside the museum’s bathroom, I hear running water on the other side. She wouldn’t let me follow her into the small space, so I’m left waiting on the other side of a closed door.
Bracing my arms against the door frames, I rest my brow on the solid wood that’s keeping us apart.
I want to see her.
I want to be inside her.
I don’t want the night to come to an end.
Yet time passes by—it’s well past midnight. We only have a few short hours left until sunrise.
I need her once more before my body submits to stone. I told her as much, and she still insisted on coming up here and cleaning herself. I offered to do it for her, licking her thighs, soothing her dewy folds until she was ready to take me again, but she pushed me away with an embarrassed laugh.
She deserves to be pampered and groomed because she did take me,allof me, so completely.
I’m convinced she was made for me. My cock was made forher. We fit.
My lips rise into a smile. My sweet Summer has unique needs, if my appendage formed specifically for her.
Our union has warranted my centuries of loneliness. Finally, there’s someone who recognizes the isolation of my stony punishment, even sharing it with me through her dream. Someone who is still willing to share their warmth, joining their body with mine.
I am a monstrous creature, a mate no human should want. I am not handsome or soft—I’m hard and unyielding. I was not made for attraction, desire. I am supposed to be fearsome, avoided. My image is used to guard the sanctuaries of humankind, to frighten off the very demons that would corrupt their minds and devour their souls. A being like me was never meant to be invited inside. Never meant to be loved.
Nor was I meant to love in return, to feel any sort of emotion toward humans, toward anyone.
But because she allowed me to brand her, to bare her body and soul in such an intimate way, I needed to prove she would never regret being bound to something like me. I longed to prove my worthiness to her. Worshiping her with my obsession, admiring and petting her, all of it was as much for me as it was for her.
With her every orgasm, I understood her better. I learned her as she already knows me, having caressed my chest, and my wings a hundred times over. I now know how she tastes in every spot, how she reacts with every poke, probe, lick, and touch. My tongue flicks, sliding across my teeth, wishing to graze over her supple skin, to take her tit between them. If she would open the bathroom door, I would entrap it and take the other tit between my fingers, puckering them raw. If only so my tongue could soothe them afterward…
I don’t know what I’ll do if I lose her. If she breaks because of me or my demon.
My smile drops.
It’s time. I must put an end to the demon and send him back to the lake of fire, the abyss beyond this world. It is a task I have failed at, and my ancient hopelessness threatens to overwhelm me—except now I’ve never been more motivated. Iwillfind a way.
The door opens, revealing Summer standing on the other side, clutching a sheet around her frame. When she sees me looming over her, her eyes widen, and her throat bobs.
I cherish her reactions, finding them endearing. Although she should not be shy with me, she owns me.
My smile returns. “Hello.”
