Chapter 59

She leaned against the counter as he turned on the shower and set the temperature.
"I washed you after I woke," Beau told her. "I didn't want you to wake covered in blood as I did."
"Thanks. That explains why my hair is a little gunky but the rest of me is clean."
"Let me fix that." He drew her into the shower and stood behind her as the several showerheads located in the ceiling and walls of the granite enclosure soaked them both in the warm, gentle spray. Taking the bottle of shampoo provided by the hotel, he squirted some into his hand and began to lather her long tawny hair.
"Mmmm. You could make a living doing that," she said with a sigh.
"I have enough jobs," he answered as he massaged her scalp. "One day I'll retire from security work to do my research - maybe even teaching."
"Okay with me. And I suppose I'll be opening a branch of my dealership in Montreal, if we can sort out the international legalities."
"That would be nice."
Somehow, the details would work out. Beau had no concerns about that.
They washed each other with leisurely tenderness, kissing old scars and finding new erogenous zones. By the time they were both clean, Dana's fingertips had pruned up. Beau bundled her into a robe and sat her in front of the vanity while he dried her hair. Then, without another word, they both crossed back into the bedroom and sat beside each other on the edge of the bed.
"Ready?" he asked.
Dana untied the robe and dropped it to the floor, then moved to lie in the center of the bed. "For you? Always."
Beau climbed in alongside her, sitting up against the pillows. Then he pulled her on top of him and kissed her.
Dana rubbed her wet pussy along his erection. "Mmm. You're definitely ready." She rose up on her knees so he could position himself at her entrance. Then, slowly, she slid down, impaling herself with his sturdy hardness.
"I love you, ma belle." He palmed her breasts, rubbing against her tender nipples. "Once our hands are joined, whatever you do, don't let go."
"Got it." She rode his cock in slow, gentle strokes. This time the frenzy was still there but it simmered, giving her the opportunity to savor the experience. "Don't forget to bite."
"Not a problem," he told her, then kissed her deeply.
When their lips separated, Beau held up a hand, asking her to pause a moment. He lifted her right hand to his mouth and kissed her palm. "We don't have a knife, so extend your claws and make a small cut, please."
Dana did. Around Beau, her fangs and talons were always pretty close to the surface anyway. After nicking her own palm, she opened a matching inch-long wound on Beau's. They interlaced their fingers, pressing their palms together.
Beau kissed her again and they both started to move. The position held his cock deep in her core, pressing on all her most sensitive spots. After a few moments, they broke the kiss and each lowered their mouth to the other's shoulder, then bit.
Dana had to bite down hard in order to resist the urge to scream as Beau's teeth sank into the same spot that had stayed so sensitive since that first night. Her hips sped up until she was riding him with frantic urgency. Through it all they gripped each other's hands.
Dana came first, her orgasm breaking over her like a shockwave, sending tremors through every cell in her body. Beau followed immediately, pulling his mouth from her skin to bellow her name while the fireworks still burst in front of her eyelids. When the ripples of pleasure peaked again, Dana fell over the edge into unconsciousness.
Beau looked down at his mate, teasing her cheek with a fingertip until her eyes opened again. He could feel the power coursing through her and knew the transformation had been made.
"You'll change soon," he told her. "Maybe with the first rays of the sun and maybe sooner."
"Can't wait." She reached up and touched the scar on his shoulder, the mark that he knew would be permanent now. If he felt a moment's qualm about his mother's reaction, he suppressed it. Now that the ring was back and his niece would be safe, perhaps his mother could relax a little and let her children and grandchildren live their lives. Suddenly, Dana trembled. "Oh, it's starting."
Hurriedly she stood and ran to the mirror. Beau followed close behind. As she watched her body transform, he stood beside her, his hand resting on her shoulder.
"Wings, check." Her wings popped out, looking the same as they always did. Likewise, her horns, fangs and talons appeared. Then her skin began to change. The color was almost the same as he'd seen before but it was a slightly lighter shade - more gold than bronze and had a faintly translucent quality. Dana looked in the mirror, a tiny frown line between her eyebrows. "That's it? This is just normal." With a shrug, she blinked and transformed back into her human self. "What a letdown."
"You didn't turn to stone," Beau said. "And the sun has risen. You won't have to transform every morning."
"Cool." She turned and kissed him. "Do you think I'll be able to turn to stone, like you did?"
Beau explained the mental process that precipitated the transformation to stone shape. To his delight, Dana immediately transformed back into her half-dragon - or gargoyle - form and then concentrated briefly. Her eyes flew wide as her feet hardened on the carpet, making her sway. Beau caught her and eased her down to sit on the bed just as her legs and hips transformed. Seconds later, her whole body was a solid chunk of stone. Beau stared in awe. His mate was a topaz gargoyle. Gemstone gargoyles were extremely rare and always possessed very powerful magic. His clan would be delighted - even his mother.
As soon as Dana came back to herself he gathered her in his arms and spun her around the room.
"One last thing," she said, pulling away from him with a wide smile on her face. She changed back into her gargoyle shape, then moved from that into her full dragon form. Her long, scaled body filled the open space of the room while her heavy spiked tail rested on the bed. And still she laughed. He looked into her eyes and knew he would love her forever, no matter what form she took.
Just that fast she was back into her human shape and back in her arms.
"Hey, big guy, how long do we have this room for?"
Beau shrugged. "Check out is at noon but we can afford an extra day if you like."
His beautiful, naked mate drew him back down to the mattress. "In that case, what are you waiting for?"

End Part 4