Myths and Gargoyles Jamie Hawke (i read a book .TXT) 📖

it wrong for me to ask…” I started, but curiosity was killing me. “Why is your skin different from the others? Gold, I mean.”

“Ah… Not wrong, but I don’t have an answer.”

I nodded. “Steph thinks it might be some effect from Avalon. Since you were there longer than the others.”

Aerona shrugged, hand now working my pants open, fingers moving along the sides of my pubes, teasing me. “Might be. Or maybe it’s that I have more inherent magic in me.”

“Interesting.”

“Are we going to talk all night, or shut up and fuck?”

I zipped my lips, then pulled out her left breast. Caressing it, I unzipped my lips again, then kissed her neck, moving down to nibble on her nipple. She let out a quick breath and then had my cock out—now fully erect—and pinned me against the wall.

“Stop delaying.”

“Oh, I thought women liked foreplay.” I looked up at her, confused.

“Only when we need it. Right now, I need your cock inside me.”

No arguing with that. I grabbed her leg, grinned as she undid the cloth and belt around her waist, and then bent at the knees to get a better position to slide into her. She reached behind to help guide me, but she was so wet and ready, it was hardly necessary. We were thrusting, moving, clutching, even a bit of biting, and in a matter of what couldn’t have been more than a couple of minutes, she had her face buried in my neck as she melted into me. Now I was really sliding around in there, so I grabbed her ass and thrust, feeling my full length inside of her, then was about to thrust again when she breathed heavily and pulled off me.

“Wait, wait,” she whispered, and before I knew it she was kneeling and stroking me furiously with both hands.

I put one hand on the wall and gripped one of her horns with the other. Her tail came up to slap me on the hand, but she shrugged.

“Reflex,” she said. “Go ahead. I’ve never… had that done.”

It was odd for me too, of course. Grabbing gargoyle horns during sex or sexual acts wasn’t something they taught in sexual education classes. Then again, the horns were part of these women, and therefore I figured something I should caress in tender moments.

Caressing her horns, I felt my cock throbbing, my balls tensing. Her head thrust forward as she put her mouth to the tip and caught all of my cum, even slurping up the last drops as she squeezed my cock dry.

“Fuck, it’s been a long time since I tasted cum,” she said, wiping her chin. “Honestly, it’s a bit salty.”

I laughed. “Not like pineapple or…?”

She shook her head. “Maybe if you drink a bunch of pineapple juice? But no, don’t let anyone lie to you. I’ll gladly swallow your cum over and over, but… it doesn’t exactly taste sweet.”

“Sorry?”

“Shut up.” She flicked her tongue across my tip, playing with the hole, then took my entire cock in her mouth.

Watching her, I had to point out one small detail. “At this point, you’re tasting yourself, too.”

Pulling my cock out of her mouth, she grinned. “I know—I was curious.”

“Oh. And?”

“Sweet, like mango.”

I laughed, motioning her up. “This, I’d like to find out first hand.”

“No, no, no.” She pushed back. “Sorry, ain’t happening. Not without a good wash, first.”

“That’s…” I was going to say not fair, but honestly, I preferred cleanliness to not. Only, now I felt like an ass for not washing up first.

She smiled, likely guessing where my mind was, and then stood, pointing to her mouth. “You can taste these lips, though.”

“Gladly.”

My lips met hers, our tongues caressing each other, and then I pulled back. “You’re right. Salty.”

She laughed. “Told you.”

After quickly dressing, we walked back to join the others. They were waiting, quietly, and all turned to watch us enter.

“Got that taken care of?” Riland asked, more annoyed than the rest of them.

“Um, yes,” I said, smoothing out my shirt.

“Good,” Ebrill said, smiling at Aerona. All the ladies were smiling proudly at her, actually, while Riland kind of glared.

“Oh, shit.” I stepped over to Riland, motioning him away from the others. “I’ve been a real ass, haven’t I?”

“A horny teenager,” he said. “Not much of a difference sometimes, but I’m not blaming you.”

“You’re sure?”

“The…” I was suddenly interrupted by the ladies laughing, and turned to see Aerona making a gesture that resembled her jacking me off with both hands. I frowned, but then shrugged. Whatever, I was having fun. Let them talk. “I know it’s tough, especially as we get closer to Yenifer. But… maybe we can find you someone else?”

He glared, and I was torn between whether I should be consoling him or trying to avoid the topic of the princess. His lost love.

“Sorry,” I corrected myself. “Someone else… not a good idea, maybe. Right? Too soon?”

His eyes went from me to the ladies, then back to me. “It was never meant to be and yet… it will always be too soon.”

“I’ve been inconsiderate. Shit, I’m trying to figure all this out.”

“No.” Riland put a hand on my shoulder. “You are a young lad. Your actions make complete sense. Perhaps, if you were to give one of them to me—”

“What?” I stared, horrified.

“Joking!” he laughed, squeezing my shoulder and then letting go. “You should have seen your face. Listen, Jericho, I’ve had my time to grieve, and frankly, nothing going on my head has to do with you and your ladies. You all need to be happy and focused on the battle ahead—not on me and my issues.”

“I’m sorry.”

He pointed at me. “No more saying that. Ever. Got it?”

With a laugh, I nodded in agreement. He pointed to the side and I turned to see that we were now alone.

“Where…?” I started, but sensed the house and found they had gone up to the roof. We followed.

Sure enough, we found the team up there. Megha had apparently returned, because she was there with a circle