“You jerk!”I couldn’t seem to catch my breath.That free-fall had lasted only a second, but the suddenness of it had gotten to me.“Why the hell did you do that?”
“I hopejerkis a term of endearment?”His left arm replaced the firm hold of his tail around my waist, while his right hand cupped my thigh.“Of course I would let you go.You demanded it.”He gave me a lopsided smile as he added, “Also, we had to change positions.This one is much better for what I have in mind.”His smile turned wicked.
I narrowed my eyes at him.
He kissed me.The gargoyle king pressed his lips to mine for a heartbeat and stole a kiss.
I was left breathless and dazed, lips parted.
He waited for me to react and when I didn’t, he brought his face closer, slowly but surely.His dark-blue gaze was on my mouth, his intention clear.
I didn’t pull back.
He dove in for another taste.
I could pull away.Ishouldpull away.But I was swept away by the electrifying feel of his lips on mine.Their softness.Their warmth.All the raw passion that he poured into that kiss… It was intoxicating.Long-dormant needs taking over, I melted in the gargoyle’s arms and let myself succumb to his gentle exploration.
A light tug at my upper lip.A suck at my bottom lip.A claiming of them both.A delicate lick at the line where my lips met.Then a sensual dance of his tongue with mine, because I opened mymouth to him without hesitation.
I had never been kissed like that.I mean, I had been kissed in a similar way, but never had it felt so good.So toe-curling.So scorching hot.Heat ignited in my core and spread downward like a tidal wave.I was suddenly dough in the gargoyle’s hands that he could mold however he pleased, as long as those lips stayed locked with mine and our bodies remained entangled.
Was that me growling in frustration when he broke the kiss?
I saw him grinning through my slightly blurred vision.I had forgotten to breathe, completely lost in the feel of him.“There, that is much better.Flushed, aroused, and willing.You are ready.”
“Huh?”
Instead of replying, the gargoyle flapped his wings a few times and… landed.“Welcome to my homecloud.”
– 6 –
Holy Crap
There I was again, staring and gaping.The whiteness around us had cleared to reveal the blue sky and the vast surface of a cloud.It reminded me of those pillowy clouds I loved watching from a plane’s window and imagining I could bounce on.Only that the cloud before me was tinted with shades of blue and pink, could support our weight, and led to a defensive wall.
It was as though we were standing on the flat, open area in front of a medieval fortress–if both the ground and the building were made of cloud the color of cotton candy.In the fading daylight, I could distinguish the defensive wall’s bricks and two watchtowers, rounded and puffy.There was no gate in sight.
Surreal.
The spade tip of a tail slid up my arm.I swiveled back to lookat the gargoyle, his face still close enough for our noses to touch.Pride shone in his pupil-less eyes.
“Come now.My palace awaits.”
He tried to set me on my feet, but I latched onto him like a koala.My cleavage was practically shoved in his face, but I didn’t care.I didnotwant to experience another freefall.
The gargoyle’s chuckle sent vibrations down my breasts.“You will not fall.”He caressed my back with his tail over my tank top.“We are on solid ground.My wings are folded, see?”
Sure, his wings were tucked against his back, but I knew better.“I don’t know whether or not the laws of physics apply to you, but I do knowIcannot stand on a cloud.”
He exhaled loudly through his nose.“You think I am lying?Why would I bring you all the way up here just to let you fall?”
I leveled a glare at him.
A deep grunt came from his chest.“I will not argue with you, stubborn little human.”His tail encircled my waist and pulled.
So much for my death grip.He had me hanging in the air by his tail in an eyeblink.Then placed me on my feet.
I braced for the fall… It never came.
