Page 31 of Shadows and Stone

He captures my mouth in a kiss that steals the air right out of my lungs. The kiss is dominant, and possessive. His tongue glides past my lips, tasting me. Claiming me.

His large hand slides beneath the back of my hoodie, his broad palm warm against the bare skin of my waist. I yank it off, the cold air hitting my heated skin. I arch into his touch with a soft moan, my fingers gripping his shoulders. He feels so good. The contrast between my smaller frame and his massive, monster biology is sexy as hell. It doesn’t overwhelm me, it makes me feel tiny and cherished.

It makes me feel safe.

Ryker breaks the kiss, nipping a trail down my jawline to the sensitive spot just on my neck. He nuzzles there, his sharp fangs lightly scraping against my pulse point, sending jolts of electricity straight to my cock.

Holy fucking shit.

"You're so soft," he rumbles. "So delicate. So perfect, Tae. Fuck. I need to slow down, I don’t want to hurt you."

"You won't break me," I gasp out, chuckling weakly. His tail snakes around my ankle, pulling my leg up to rest over his broad hip. "You're good with your hands, remember? You know exactly how to handle precious things."

Ryker chuckles. "You always know exactly what to say, don't you? Your faith in me always leaves me speechless."

"I mean it," I reply. "You might be built like a big-ass gargoyle, Ryker, but you have the gentlest hands I've ever known."

His glowing eyes soften, the primal edge of the Blood Moon yielding to a wave of tenderness. He presses his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling.

"I’m falling for you, Teagan," he whispers. "Memory or no memory, past or no past... my heart knows who it belongs to."

My throat tightens. "I’m falling for you too."

Ryker grins; a flashing smile. He reaches down, tugging at my pants. I lift my hips, helping him. I lie beneath him, completely exposed, my heart racing as his hungry gaze roams over every inch of my body.

"So damn beautiful," he breathes. His hand traces my stomach. My collarbones. My chest. "You’re breathtaking like this, all needy for me."

His claws carefully scrape my thighs, spreading them wider to accommodate his wide frame. The size difference between us is intoxicating. I think he’s ruined me for anyone else. Nobody compares.

As he slides off his boxers, his thick cock brushes against my inner thigh, making me suck in a sharp breath. He’s huge. Like monster cock, huge. Was it always like this? His dark purple skin flushed crimson at the head. Rather than smooth, the ridges of his length have a unique texture I’m dying to feel inside of me.

I wrap my fingers around his girth. Fucking hell. How did I miss this big boy? Is it the Blood Moon?

"Tell me if it's too much," Ryker rasps, as if reading my mind.

I almost laugh.

He kisses a hot path down my neck, across my chest, over my stomach, and lower. He doesn’t stop until his clawed hand wraps around my aching length, his lips continuing their lazy downward trail until he’s breathing right against my hole. "Tell me to stop, and I will. I swear it, Tae."

"Don't stop," I plead, my voice thick with desire. I wrap my fingers around his horns for balance.

Ryker lets out a sudden, sharp gasp, his whole body shuddering.

I pause, blinking up at him in surprise. "Ryker?"

He buries his face in the crook of my neck, breathing heavily, his entire body trembling against mine. "The... the horns," he chokes out, a dark blush spreading across his cheeks. "Gargoyle anatomy... they're... extremely sensitive, Tae. It's... an erogenous zone."

A wicked smile spreads across my face. The terrifying gargoyle bodyguard has a hidden weakness. Oh, this could be fun.

"Oh, really?" I whisper.

Before he can answer, I use both hands, lightly tracing my thumb and forefinger around the textured ridges where his horns meet his skull.

Ryker groans loudly. It’s a deep, guttural sound of pure pleasure that echoes around me. His tongue returns to my hole, eagerly licking, sucking, and lapping. He probes with his tongue, using it to open me up until I’m begging.

All the while, I’ve lost my damn mind, my fingers slack, uselessly holding his horns when my goal was to drive him crazy. Before long, I’m begging for him to fuck me. “Please, Ryker. Enough. I need you inside of me.”

He kisses my hole one last time before crawling over my body. I wrap my legs around his waist, encouraging him forward.