The Gargoyles' younglings and their unhatched eggs have been without human protection for far too long. Will the love between a human and a Gargoyle give them what they need to survive? Most humans can't see Katharine's true beauty. Nor could they have guessed that her father was a SkinWalker and that she is the great-great-granddaughter of Princess Katharine of Avalon. Handsome and flamboyant Behlem is a Gargoyle, and he is Katharine's Prince Charming. What will it take for Behlem to realize that Katharine is his female? Central Park in the fall is supposed to be lovely, but for Katharine and Behlem it is the season that hands them hell. A battle between the Gargoyles and the Narcoblix might be the seed of their love. But deceit, blood, and anger get in their way.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
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Keenan sat back down and ran his fingers through his hair. “What a fucked-up day this was, huh, guys?”
Both of the bodyguards laughed. “No shit! Hey, you want us to give you a ride back to the hotel after you see her?” one asked.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind. I’m thinking we could all use some sleep about now.” Keenan looked up when the door opened, and a cute, little, redheaded nurse popped her head through the door.
“Keenan Fazio?” she asked.
“That’s me!” Keenan replied.
“Miss Doucet is refusing to settle down and causing quite a ruckus in the recovery room. She insists on seeing you. Would you mind coming along and seeing what you can do? The doctor says it’s okay.”
“Is she in pain? Maybe you need to give her more pills or something.” Keenan got up and followed her from the room then down a long corridor. “The doctor said she shouldn’t feel pain.”
“It’s not pain. She’s just insisting she sees you’re all right. Something about a crazy woman that tried to kill her, and she’s afraid she might come for you. We’re sure she’s just hallucinating from the meds, but if you can help her settle down, that would be great.”
When they got to the recovery room, the nurse had him gown up and put a mask on. “We can’t risk bringing an infection in here,” she said.
When they finally got to where Krissy lay, he pulled a chair next to her bed. Her eyes opened as soon as he sat down. “Hey, baby, I hear you wanted to see me.”
She managed a weak smile as she looked up at him. “Has Tara been put away? Hopefully in some crazed insane asylum.”
“She’s in a hospital across town. Brad says they have her sedated. You need to stop worrying about her, Kris. She can’t hurt you anymore.”
“I had a nightmare that she came back and stabbed you because you said you loved me. It scared me, Keenan, and I had to see for myself that you were all right.”
He stood up then and held his arms out to his sides. “See, I’m fine. Now, you need to get some rest so that these nice nurses will take you to your room. Everyone is just aching to see you.”
“Are Mamma and Daddy here yet?” she asked.
“Not yet, but they should be soon. Right now it’s just me, your bodyguards, and a whole lot of paparazzi.” He saw her scowl. “You knew they would eventually find out.”
“What did Roger tell them?”
“What I told him to tell them. That you fell off the stage during rehearsals for one of your videos and messed up your knee. As far as Roger knows, that’s the truth. And, as far as your fans know, that’s the truth. So just enjoy the flowers and candy while you can.”
“So he doesn’t know the truth?” she asked.
“No, and he never will.” He bent over and pulled his mask down. “I’m going to kiss you now, but don’t tell because I’m not supposed to breathe on you or the other patients.”
Krissy smiled and tilted her chin toward him. “I’m not the type to kiss and tell, baby. You know that.”
Keenan leaned closer and gently kissed her. Even in the shape she was in, the touch of her soft skin woke his dick up. He’d love nothing more than to crawl in her bed and make sweet love to her. He moaned when her tongue flicked his bottom lip. As he pulled away, he opened his eyes and looked into hers. “You’re a vixen. Did you know that? And if you aren’t careful, I’ll crawl underneath those blankets and—”
“She’s right behind me, isn’t she?” He smiled as Krissy nodded. Standing up, he turned to look at the nurse. “I’ll be leaving now.”
“I’ll show you back to the waiting room,” the nurse replied.
He almost chuckled at the way the nurse was blushing. As he stepped away from the bed, he threw Krissy a kiss. “I’ll see you in a few hours. Hurry up and recover so I can take you home.” Silently, he watched as she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Hopefully, if he had done his job right, her nightmares about Tara were forever gone.
A gentle touch on his chest brought Keenan back to where he was. Krissy’s fingers were painfully entwined in his chest hair as she leaned over and angled her mouth over his. She sucked on his tongue and whimpered with her need. He picked their plates up and set them on the nightstand then cupped her breasts and brushed his thumb across her taut nipples. Releasing her mouth, he pulled back far enough so that he could pull a few of the pillows out from behind her back and lay her down.
Krissy lifted her upper body up while he moved the pillows, and ran her tongue across his chest. Keenan’s eyes closed briefly as a wave of pleasure surged through him and settled in his cock as she gently nibbled his nipples. Wanting more, he pushed her back down and looked at her body. “You are so beautiful.” He smiled when she softly cooed at his words. With her breasts bared to his view, he flicked one of her nipples with the tip of his tongue. “We’re gonna make love until the sun comes up.”
Krissy moaned and arched her back as he devoured her. With great care, he circled one of the tight peaks with his tongue before sucking it deeply into his mouth. His hand drifted down her body to the top of her mound. His cock throbbed as he looked down at her beauty, absorbing every inch of her in his mind. Even the scent of her arousal was enough to throw him over the top. It filled his head, making him ache to be inside her. But first, he wanted the taste of her on his tongue. He needed to taste her arousal. He sucked on each of her nipples, driving her mad with need before he inched down her body, licking and kissing every inch of her fair skin until he reached the soft curls hiding her opening. Hesitating, he pressed a kiss to the top of her pussy before settling between her spread thighs.
Krissy yelped with pleasure as he spread the swollen lips of her sex and dragged his tongue through the slit. She tasted better than the wine they had shared with dinner. Her musk was sweet and intoxicating. He continued to lap at her pussy as she buried her fingers in his hair and held him to her, her moans quickening as she rocked her hips upward. In reply, he stiffened his tongue and jabbed it into her slick core. He stroked her clit with his thumb as he mimicked the act of fucking her with his tongue. As her heavy breathing filled the room, he pushed two fingers inside her pussy as he gently nibbled her clit. Just the smell and taste of her caused his cock to harden even more than he could fathom. When Krissy tugged on his hair and tried to pull him back up her body, he quickly obliged. As he lay down beside her, his cock bounced upward. A warm drop of pre-cum slid from the tip as if begging him to finish the job. “Touch me, Kris. I need you to touch me.”
Krissy rolled to her side and wrapped her hand around the thick base of his cock. She nuzzled the side of his neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin underneath his ear as she pumped her hand up and down his full length, eliciting a loud moan from the deepest regions of his throat. Keenan knew he couldn’t wait much longer to have her. He’d come in her hand if he didn’t stop her. He pulled her hand away and pushed her all the way down onto her back.
As he moved on top of her, he wedged his hips between her legs. Resting his weight on his elbows and forearms, he looked down at her. Their eyes locked as he probed her slick entrance with the head of his cock. Krissy lifted her hips, opening herself for him as he surged forward and buried himself completely. He knew it wasn’t necessary to wait, but he forced himself to give her body a second to become accustomed to him filling her so quickly, and then he pulled back and surged inside again. The feel of her pussy wrapped around his cock, squeezing, made him want to throw back his head and yell. Fuck. She felt good.
As he pumped between her legs, Keenan felt his cock growing harder and thicker. Krissy’s strong pussy muscles clamped around his shaft as he rode her. A deep moan pushed past her lips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and her hips rocked upward as she stayed up with his thrusts. Unable to hold back any longer, he pounded into her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as their pleasure mounted. As their souls reached out toward each other, he increased his pace, riding her faster and harder.
Krissy moaned again and then cried out as her orgasm overtook her, and her pussy squeezed his shaft in a tight grip. Keenan pounded into her once, twice, then threw back his head and nearly screamed as he emptied his cock deep inside her. However, he wasn’t done. He needed more, so he pulled his still fully erect cock out of her and rolled her over onto her stomach. He then urged her up on her hands and knees. Taking hold of her hips, he positioned himself behind her. “Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me and I’ll give it to you.” He growled.
“I want you to fuck me harder this time. Make me come again. Please!” Krissy cried.