Removing the Gargoyle’s Mask by Charlie Richards

Author:Charlie Richards [Richards, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: GLBT, Gay, Paranormal, erotic Romance, Shapeshifter
ISBN: 9781771117555
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2013-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Marty squeezed his eyes shut tighter, hating how the sun always seemed to manage to cast that perfect stream of light through the curtains and right into his eyes. It never ceased to piss him off. Flopping over, Marty cast an arm over his eyes. He knew he wasn’t a morning person.

Never have been. Never will be.

The movement sent a twinge through his shoulder. His brows scrunched together even more. Um, ow! Flashes of the evening before popped through his memory, reminding him of the unexpected events. Getting kidnapped. Waking in darkness. Panicking. Raymond’s sweet sultry voice. Then exploring the sexy gargoyle’s body.

Arm still over his eyes, Marty smiled. God, what a night. So much pleasure. When his little lover had bitten him, it’d been a shock. What had been even more surprising was the bliss-inducing orgasm that had completely blind-sided him. While Raymond sucked on the wound, the sensation had transferred straight to his cock, making him explode and fill his lover all over again.

Hot damn, I can’t wait to do that again!

He trailed the fingers of his free hand over the sheets. Finding them empty and cold, he scowled. Concern flooded him as an off chord reverberated through him. When he’d passed out shortly after cleaning them both up, Ray had been tucked safely in his arms.

Okay. So where the fuck is my gargoyle?

Rolling over again, Marty swung his legs to the side and swept his gaze over the area. He spotted a lump of…something…over near the window. Marty pushed off the bed and headed that way. Dropping to his knees beside the stone form, he brushed a hand over it, trying to figure out what the hell he was looking at.

“Just like in the myths, gargoyles do turn to stone during the daylight hours.”

Marty started at the masculine voice. Losing his balance, he landed hard on his ass. Jerking around, Marty scowled as he took in the big, darkly tanned fellow seated on an ottoman on the other side of the room.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He looked over his shoulder at the black stone that looked an awful lot like his lover, curled up in a ball and sleeping. He ran his fingers over what should have been Ray’s bald pate. “How is this possible?”

“Come here and I’ll explain,” the man said, beckoning him.

After one more confused look, and giving in to the urge to lean down and brush his lips over the warm stone cheek, Marty stood and headed warily toward the stranger. He spotted the sweats on the chair the guy pointed at and it suddenly hit him that he was naked.

Fighting a losing battle against a flush of embarrassment, Marty grabbed the sweats and yanked them on. Once at least half dressed, he settled into the chair and peered at the other man through narrowed eyes.

Marty took in the fellow across from him. Obviously tall, heavily built with plenty of muscle, the man had light brown hair and darkly tanned skin.

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