“Your neck? Are you still dizzy?”
“Only when you were landing. I’m okay now.”
He grunted, clearly not fully happy with my reply. “If it gets worse, tell me.”
The wind blew through the trees, and I cursed the fact that my hoodie was still inside the SUV along with his jacket.
“You’re cold.” He tucked me into his body, and there was a movement as all light was blocked out.
Holy crap! He’d wrapped his wings around us. It worked well too, keeping the heat in. I cuddled into him, feeling small in the best way, and safe. Who would’ve thought that I’d feel safest in the arms of a monster? And he was warm too. So warm. A tiny giggle escaped my lips.
“What’s so funny?” he murmured.
“That a gargoyle made of stone is actually the warmest thing here.” I spread my palms on his chest, resisting the urge to slide under the shirt and feel him skin-to-skin.
“There it is.”
“There what is?” I asked.
“The part where you stop pretending you’re not curious.” His free hand cupped my jaw, his thumb dragging over my bottom lip.
“You mean about your horns and wings?” I purposefully left out his tail. I reached up, feeling my way up the side of his chiseled cheekbones to his temples.
He let out a low growl as my fingers locked around his horns.
“There it is,” I said, mimicking him.
“Therewhatis?” He sounded amused.
“The part where you stop pretending I’m not your type.”
Before I could think too hard on it, I reached for him, pulling him down with my arm around his neck. He finished the movement, his mouth crashing into mine. The world narrowed until it was just him and me, and all I could feel was the press of his lips, the way his tongue swept in, branding me from the inside.
His hands were everywhere. One tangled in my hair, tilting my head back to deepen the kiss, and the other gripped my hip. Every nerve in my body hummed like live wires, and my pulse was wild, beating and throbbing all the way down between my thighs.
A smart woman would push him away.Shouldpush him away. But I didn’t feel like being smart right now. That urge had run off with the rest of all my fucks.
My hands flew to his chest, fingers curling into the soft fabric of his shirt, and I pulled him closer instead. His skin was so warm beneath my palms, the ridges of his muscles tightening as he growled into my mouth. His wings moved, the membrane brushing against my arms, soft and rough all at once, reminding me who and what I kissed. It had me squeezing my legs together.
His teeth caught my lower lip, tugging just enough to make me whimper.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he murmured against my mouth, his rough voice showing a little of his monstrous side.
I arched into him, my body pressing flush against his, and the heat of him soaked through our clothes, making my nipples peak into tiny buds. They ached as my breasts crushed against the hard plane of his chest. His erection was a steel bar against my stomach, and the knowledge that this winged and horned monster wanted me was both terrifying and intoxicating.
His hands slid down my back, gripping my ass, and lifting me effortlessly as I wrapped my legs around his waist. His fingers dug into my flesh, holding me in place as he ground against me, slow and deliberate. The new position meant the bulge of his cock rubbed deliciously over my clit.
I moaned into his mouth, my hips moving on their own. He encouraged me, his hands guiding me until we were practicallydry humping like teenagers in the back of a car. Except we were in the woods, and surrounded by danger.
The snap of a twig in the underbrush shattered the haze between us.
Graham’s body went rigid against mine, and his head snapped toward the sound. I froze; my brain decided to imagine a pack of wolves charging out to rip us apart.
His shoulders relaxed. “It’s harmless. Just a raccoon,” he said. “I see it in the bush. It’s probably after the berries.”
His thumb brushed my cheek, lingering just a little too long, like he didn’t want to let me go, before he stepped back to put space between us. The chilled night air rushed in where his warmth had been, and I shivered.
“We should go. Before our new friends find us.”
