Marrying the Gargoyle: A Historical Monster Erotica

Jacob has been happy with his long but lonely life until Daisy comes in and disrupts everything with her soft touches and whispered promises.

Will she be able to break his stony exterior, or will she be alone in her marriage?

Excerpt:

“I need you,” I said, daring to step closer until my legs were against the desk and my body almost touched his. “I need my husband.”

“Please, Daisy. Do not ask this of me.”

It was the first time he said my name since our wedding and I couldn’t wait to hear it again and again. “You married a woman of flesh and blood with needs.”

Jacob pulled his hand back and stood up with such force his chair tumbled backward. His wings spread wide, causing the papers to fly off his desk.

“And you married a monster made of stone,” Jacob hissed, extending his claws.

If he wanted, he could slice me in half with those, but I knew he wouldn’t. He was more scared of hurting me than loving me.

“Please, your Grace, Jacob,” I said, extending my hand out to him.

His wings shivered when I said his name. 

“I could hurt you, scar you, break you,” Jacob growled.

“I trust you,” I said as I took a step forward, encouraged when he didn’t back away.

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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between a human and a Gargoyle.

Marrying the Gargoyle is a 8,1k words, steamy, hot, erotic, Regency, short story. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers.

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