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And now I’m fucking crying again. Damn the big sweetie.
“I do,” I confirm.
A powerful pulse of my love radiates out from my body and meets his. Our bond swirls like a tangible thing between us, glowing and tying together in an intricate pattern. My body lurches to meet his, my soft flesh molding to his hard muscles.
Then there’s a strange ache in every one of my bones. It’s almost painful. I whimper, wondering if something has gone wrong.
Has his gargoyle magic rejected me?
I want to ask what’s happening, but I’m overwhelmed, and I sense he is, too.
The pain increases until finally it breaks just as Flint returns to his non-stone form.
We both gasp and grasp onto each other. Asking at the same moment, “Are you alright?”
Something feels off. I grab his sides, and I’m able to grip more than I could before, like his skin is softer—more flexible.
More human.
“Flint!” I cry. “I think I made you weaker!”
“No. Softer,” he whispers. “What I’ve always dreamed of.”
“It’s a good thing?”
“Yes.” His huge hands palm along my ribs. “You… your bones… I sense they took my stone nature. They are stronger—less likely to break or weaken.”
“I’m… unbreakable?”
“Close enough.”
“I’m Wolverine,” I say with utter delight. “I’m an X-woman.”
He shakes his head in confusion. “No. I didn’t make you into an animal shifter. And you’re still a woman, just reinforced withstone.”
I suppress a giggle because I keep forgetting like most of these guys. He doesn’t have a clue about most pop culture.
“Wolverine is a character in comic books who has bones plated with the strongest metal.”
“Oh, then yes. You’re like this Wolverine.” He strokes my cheek and then cups my jaw. “Are you alright that I changed you? I didn’t know that could happen. When gargoyles mate, they share part of their stone, but I didn’t think it would work like that for us. I thought it would only be a sharing of the hearts and minds.”
“I don’t mind. But I’m worried that you will be more prone to injury with softer skin.” I run my hand over his massive arms. “I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.”
“I heal fast, and I’m still hard.”
I wiggle on his engorged cock. “Yeah, you are.”
He blushes peach. I notice it’s a deeper shade, as if he is more human because of me. “Iamhard, and I want to make you come on my cocks again.”
As an answer, I lean forward and kiss him while grinding into his massive knot inside me.
12
TRIPPING
JADE
The following morning, I’m close to limping. Flint catches me as I exit the cave and we fly back. Fortunately, he lands softer this time.
