Trill to Me Sweetly Paranormal love 1

by Charlie Richards

  “Fly? Really?” Bobby whispered.

  “Yep,” Maelgwn said, eagerness and need filling him. Soon, I’ll be bonded.

  “Go,” Gus urged. “Your car will be fine here. We’ll see you in the morning. Then we’ll go to your place and start packing,” he teased.

  Bobby glared, but didn’t respond as Maelgwn helped him into his coat.

  Chapter Seven

  Bobby let out an undignified yelp as they took to the air. He’d been warned, but still he hid his face against Maelgwn’s peck. The big gargoyle’s arms were wrapped tightly around him, holding him to his chest. It felt good and scary all at the same time. Kinda like everything that had happened in the last couple hours. So much had changed in his life, and all at once!

  “Don’t think too hard about it, little one,” Maelgwn said, his deep voice carrying over the whistling of the wind. “Just enjoy what I have to offer.”

  Bobby swallowed hard, then nodded, his face rubbing against Maelgwn’s warm hide, who trilled so nicely in response. Sweet heavens, I sure like that sound. I’d give up anything to keep this sexy beast doing that.

  Realizing how true that thought was, Bobby knew he was hooked. He wanted this creature, this gargoyle, and he was willing to do or give up anything to get it. It didn’t miss his attention that Bobby really was getting the better end of the deal. He’d have to figure out how to make certain Maelgwn never regretted pursuing him.

  The flight took much less time than driving over in a car would have, and soon Maelgwn landed lightly before Declan’s front porch. Bobby had met the man once, in passing, at his friend’s Halloween party. He’d had no idea, at the time, that he was being introduced to the leader of the local wolf shifter pack.

  The big guy didn’t look all that different now as he opened the front door and greeted them, minus the green body paint and brown wig, of course. The big African American’s head was shaved bald, giving him a dominant air.

  “Good evenin’, Maelgwn, Bobby. Good to see ye both again,” Declan greeted.

  “Thank you for having us,” Maelgwn replied, reaching out and gripping the man’s hand in a firm shake. “We’ll try not to disturb your routine by our presence.”

  Declan nodded, amusement shining in his dark eyes. “Aye, I’m certain ye will try. We’ve placed clean sheets on the bed in the basement room. It’ll be more…effective at keeping any escaped noise to a minimum,” he finished, a slow grin curving his lips as he winked. “Follow me.”

  Bobby felt blood rush to his face, and he just knew he’d turned beat red. He didn’t know what embarrassed him more. The fact that Declan knew exactly what they’d be doing down there, or that he planned for them to be loud.

  “Uh…”

  “Relax,” Maelgwn murmured, ushering him forward to follow Declan. “Most paranormal creatures are anything but shy when it comes to nature’s urges and finding a mate.”

  “Good to know,” Bobby muttered.

  Declan opened a door, revealing a wide set of stairs. “At the bottom, turn left. The door on the left is open, so ye can’t miss it.”

  Maelgwn nodded, then grabbed Bobby’s hand and headed down the stairs. Bobby followed without question, only glancing around a moment when they reached the bottom, too keyed up to notice much.

  Bobby found himself led into a small bedroom with no windows. A queen-size bed dominated the space with a nightstand on its left. A tube of lube rested prominently on it. “I’m glad someone plans ahead,” Bobby muttered.

  “Me, too,” Maelgwn responded. He tugged him forward and Bobby went willingly into the huge gargoyle’s arms. “I don’t think we should let his gift go to waste. Do you?”

  “No,” Bobby murmured, his body coming to life as Maelgwn gently stroked down his spine to the crack of his ass. The way he scraped one claw along it, making him feel it even through layers of clothing, sent blood flooding to his groin. “Definitely not.”

  “Glad you feel that way,” Maelgwn growled.

  Maelgwn slipped the hand that’d been tickling the base of his spine down farther and cupped his ass. He easily lifted Bobby into his arms, bringing him up his body. Bobby wrapped his legs around Maelgwn’s waist and with one arm wrapped around his gargoyle’s neck, he used the other to trace the alien contours of his face.

  “So different,” he murmured.

  “Does that bother you?” Mealgwn’s asked softly.

  Bobby smiled and shook his head, wanting to reassure the big man that the fact that his lover was different didn’t bother him. In fact, it kinda made him feel special. “No. You’re incredibly handsome, kind, sweet, thoughtful. You must have worked hard to prepare a meal for me that you were certain I’d like,” he whispered. “How could I not find you attractive?”

  Instead of answering, Maelgwn closed the distance between their mouths and took his lips in a deep kiss. Bobby clung to his lover as Maelgwn plundered his mouth. A whole body shiver took him as the gargoyle used his longer, more flexible tongue sensuously.

  Moaning, Bobby’s straps over Maelgwn’s shoulders. He rocked his hips to wrap around his and stroke it

  grip tightened around the leather forward, desperately needing pressure on his dick. Maelgwn growled into his mouth, and the vibrations seemed to travel through his entire body to his already engorged shaft.

  It didn’t register that they’d moved until Bobby felt his back pressed into the bed. Maelgwn settled between his legs, and although his big body blanketed him completely, Bobby felt cherished instead of suffocated.

  When they finally came up for air, Bobby’s heart pounded in his chest, his breath came in short gasps, and blood swelled his dick. “Please,” he hissed. “Please take me. I need you to fill me.”

  Bobby thought the growl that rolled through Maelgwn’s chest at his admission was sexier than fuck. Just the idea that this man wanted him so badly turned him on even more. As soon as Maelgwn lifted his weight so he could reach for the ties holding on his loincloth, Bobby grappled with the button and zipper of his slacks.

  By the time he got them open and looked back up, Maelgwn had shoved his loincloth off the bed and lay on his side, naked, watching him. He held the lube in one hand and rubbed three fingers of his other hand together, warming a large dollop of the slick.

  “Get naked,” Maelgwn ordered. “I’m big, so I plan to suck you off while I stretch you. It’ll make it more pleasurable.”

  “Yeah, okay,” Bobby responded, more than happy to get behind, or rather under, that idea.

  He stripped off his clothes and lay on his back. Looking up at his lover, the heat of Maelgwn’s gaze sent a shiver of need through him and he hissed as his dick oozed a bead of pre-cum. His noise turned into a whimper when Maelgwn lapped the flat of his tongue across his glans, scooping up the bead.

  “So pretty, the noises you make,” Maelgwn murmured against the head of his shaft. “Can’t wait to taste your cum.”

  Without saying more, Maelgwn swallowed him to the root. Wet heat surrounded Bobby’s dick and he groaned as his back bowed. “My god!” he shouted hoarsely when Maelgwn drew up his length, sucking hard. He couldn’t stop the whines and grunts spilling from his throat as he gave in to his body’s urge to thrust his hips.

  Maelgwn took everything, letting him rock. When a third thick digit speared him, he finally felt the stretch. “Oh,” he whispered. His brows furrowed at the burn, then something—Maelgwn’s talon maybe?—rubbed gently across his prostate, sending a shock of pleasure through him so intense his abs clenched and he bolted upright with a shout.

  “Easy, mate,” Maelgwn crooned.

  “Holy shit,” Bobby gasped. “That’s amazing.”

  Maelgwn chuckled. “Good to know. You ready for a fourth finger?”

  Taking in his lover’s concerned gaze, Bobby saw his underlying worry. He reached down and traced the firm brow ridge that was in place of the gargoyle’s eyebrow. “I’m ready. Make me yours.” His heart tightened at his words, making his breath hitch in his c
hest. This man—gargoyle— wanted to be devoted to him. Bobby didn’t know what he’d done to deserve such a kind male, but he’d take it.

  Maelgwn stared at him for a heartbeat, and Bobby could see his dark eyes searching his expression. Bobby splayed his legs wider and rocked his hips, his hard dick bobbing in front of him, more than willing to express his need with his body since Maelgwn seemed to need reassurance.

  Gently, Maelgwn pulled his fingers from Bobby, causing him to hiss and whine at the sudden feeling of emptiness. It didn’t last long. Maelgwn gripped one of Bobby’s ass-cheeks in one palm, planted his other near Bobby’s head as he leaned over him, and pushed.

  Bobby gasped, not from the size, but from the unfamiliar feeling of a hot, slick, naked cock filling him up. “Oh, Mal,” he whispered, moaning. His lover paused, his dick buried balls deep, the hairless orbs rubbing against Bobby and creating interesting sensations on his skin.

  “You doing okay?”

  Maelgwn’s growled words were filled with such strained control that Bobby’s nipples beaded at the sound. “God, yesss,” Bobby hissed. He clung to his waiting lover with one hand, his legs wrapped tightly around Maelgwn’s broad hips. Bobby buried his other hand in the gargoyle’s thick dark hair and tugged, pulling his lover’s face down for a kiss.

  Sucking on Maelgwn’s tongue, Bobby rocked his hips and clenched his chute, trying to tell him without words what he wanted. Maelgwn moaned into his mouth and started to move.

  His lover’s big dick rubbing over Bobby’s prostate sent spikes of pleasure-pain sparking along his nerve endings. It was his turn to groan, the sounds swallowed by Maelgwn ravishing his mouth as well as his body. Maelgwn somehow managed to insinuate a hand between them and flicked his beaded nipple lightly with the tip of a claw.

  Bobby’s entire body felt like it was on fire. His cock leaked and flexed. His balls pulled impossibly tighter. “Ggonna…” he stuttered. Before he could complete his thought, his body tensed, then convulsed as his orgasm swamped his senses, making his body tingle from his toes to his ears.

  “Maelgwn!” Bobby screamed.

  Still floating in bliss, he hummed at the feeling of Maelgwn sinking into him once, twice more. Then a sharp stab of pain shot through his shoulder, followed by pleasure so intense his shaft filled and shot again. Black spots flashed across Bobby’s vision as he came again.

  Bobby didn’t know how long he floated on the most wonderful waves of ecstasy he’d ever experienced, but finally, he became aware of Maelgwn’s hands caressing his skin, his jaw nuzzling Bobby’s head, and the way he was held in Maelgwn’s strong arms like he was the most precious gift.

  He hummed contentedly and nuzzled Maelgwn back. Forcing his eyes open—he didn’t remember closing them, either—Bobby smiled at his lover. “Amazing,” he whispered hoarsely. “Tible was so right.”

  Maelgwn chuckled, a clearly pleased, smug even, smile curving his lips. “Glad I didn’t disappoint.”

  “You could never,” Bobby replied, some instinct knowing he spoke the truth.

  Cupping the nape of Bobby’s neck, Maelgwn brought their mouths together for a soft meeting of lips. “You ready for round two?” he asked, the words muffled, because Maelgwn never completely broke contact.

  Bobby felt the hard spike of Maelgwn’s penis rubbing against his thigh. “How can you be hard again already?” he asked, disbelieving.

  “Gargoyles have a high sex drive,” Maelgwn stated, grinning.

  Cupping Bobby’s dick, Maelgwn massaged gently. To Bobby’s shock, his dick started to fill. “Oh,” he gasped. Panting softly, Bobby watched in amazement as Maelgwn worked a thumb around the head of his cut cap, then gently dipped his nail into his slit.

  “Ah!” Bobby couldn’t hold back his grunts and groans. Pre-cum oozed from him and Maelgwn spread it around his glans. “So good,” he panted, shivers wracking him as his balls rolled in their sacks. “Stop or I’m gonna come again,” he admitted, reeling at the sensations Maelgwn pulled from him so easily.

  “As much as I’d love to see that, I want this,” he gave Bobby’s dick a soft squeeze to emphasize his point, “buried in my ass.”

  Bobby moaned, biting his lip, hard, to keep from coming just from his lover’s words. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d topped, had never really missed it either, but right now, he was so hot to bury his dick in this man—gargoyle— he worried he’d blow before getting all the way in him.

  “Better hurry,” he panted.

  Maelgwn didn’t waste time. He grabbed the lube, poured a dollop on his finger, and reached between his legs. Bobby stared, transfixed, as Maelgwn sank first one finger, then a second into his ass.

  He whimpered and gripped the base of his dick as he got to his knees so he had a better view. Maelgwn’s long sinewy tail was wrapped around one of his thick legs, out of the way, and he had two dark blue fingers moving in and out of his black hole.

  “Oh god that’s so fucking sexy. I wanna explore every inch of your ass, but I’m afraid if I touch you I’ll blow.”

  “Next time,” Maelgwn grunted. “Need you to claim me. Then we can explore each other for as long as we want.”

  “Yeah, yeah. Okay,” Bobby replied. He licked his lips as he swept his gaze over Maelgwn, taking in all the hard lines and thick muscles. His fingers twitched. Yum!

  “Now. Take me now, mate.”

  Maelgwn’s strained voice pulled Bobby out of his thoughts of everything he wanted to do to him. He stared at his lover, amazed anew at the strong creature sprawled across the bed like a pagan sacrifice—and with the black wings, dark blue skin, heavy square jaw, and claws on fingers and toes, pagan didn’t seem to be too far off.

  “Bobby?” Maelgwn murmured, concern tingeing his voice.

  Bobby knee-walked around the bed and crawled between Maelgwn’s spread legs. He rested his palms on Maelgwn’s thighs, noting how the muscles rippled under his touch, pleased that he created such a response in him. His gaze swept up to Maelgwn’s face, and for just a second, something other than lust or desire shown in the gargoyle’s eyes.

  Fear.

  Running his hands up and down Maelgwn’s thighs, he murmured, “Hey, Mal. What’s wrong?”

  Maelgwn shook his head once, and Bobby wasn’t certain he’d get more than that. Then, he said gruffly, “Just nervous. I’ve never bottomed. Wanted to wait for my mate.” His dark skin flushed with his admission, telling Bobby better than any words what this meant to the gargoyle.

  Licking his lips, Bobby silently vowed to make this as good as possible for him. “This isn’t really the best position for your first time. Maybe you should roll over,” he suggested.

  The intensity of Maelgwn’s scowl was clarified when he said, “No. Want to see you. Fuck me now. Please.”

  Bobby nodded, deciding this big sexy man should never have to beg anything from him. Holding his dick in one hand, he guided it to Maelgwn’s stretched hole. His other hand rested on Maelgwn’s hip. With little pressure, the head of his dick breached the ring of muscle.

  He tried to go slow, but as his naked cock slid into the warm vise of Maelgwn’s channel, his control slipped. Bobby pulled back once and thrust in harder, faster, burying himself balls deep in the sexy beast below him.

  Somehow, he managed to regain enough control to stop. He opened eyes he hadn’t realized he’d closed and gazed down at his lover. Instead of pain, like he would have expected, he saw the greatest look of wonder and pleasure.

  Maelgwn reached up and stroked his hand through Bobby’s hair. “Mine.”

  Chapter Eight

  Caressing the silky strands of Bobby’s hair absently, Maelgwn admired the fine lines of his human lover’s face. The pleasure he felt at being connected to his mate overrode the uncomfortable burn and the odd sensation of feeling stuffed.

  “Move, baby,” Maelgwn whispered, wanting to feel Bobby’s shaft moving inside him. “Fuck me good.”

  Bobby moaned, the sound oh-so-sweet to Maelgwn’s ear
s. Fortunately, Bobby also obeyed. Tingles exploded along the walls of Maelgwn’s chute. Bobby adjusted the angle of his thrust, nailing his prostate on the next move. Maelgwn groaned as sparks of pleasure shot through his system like mini lightning bolts along his nerve endings.

  “Never imagined it would feel like this,” he grunted, his hips bucking up into each of Bobby’s strokes. His body chased more of those delicious feelings. He nearly came out of his skin when Bobby gave him a lascivious grin, reached between them to fist his cock, and worked his foreskin back and forth over his glans. “Bobby!” he practically howled. Fire coursed through his blood stream, making him feel as if his whole body was going to spontaneously combust.

  “Yeah,” Bobby muttered through clenched teeth. “You gonna come for me, big man? You gonna paint our chests?”

  Bobby slammed into Maelgwn’s prostate twice more, and to his shock, he did just that. He felt nearly blind-sided by an orgasm almost as intense as the one before when he’d been buried inside his mate. His body convulsed as his testicles forced spurt after spurt of seed out of his pulsing shaft.

  His body clamped down rhythmically on Bobby’s invading member, coaxing his mate to come with him. Bobby moaned and tensed above him, his warm seed filling Maelgwn’s channel. Maelgwn had just enough presence of mind to lift a claw to his chest and slice himself open just over his heart. With his other hand, he cupped Bobby’s head and urged him to the wound.

  “Drink,” he murmured breathlessly.

  Bobby seemed to hesitate for just a second, then Maelgwn felt his mate’s tongue lap at the oozing gash. As soon as Bobby swallowed, Maelgwn felt their bond strengthen, binding them for eternity. “Bobby,” he whispered. Peace and contentment flooded him, feeling even better than the orgasm that had rocked his system a few seconds ago. “My Bobby.”