Chapter 83

She held on, still relishing the feel of him buried inside her. When he turned and pressed her against the wall, she smiled into his eyes. His return grin was fierce and hungry.
"Mine," he growled. "All mine."
"All yours, Remy," she vowed. "As long as the same goes." She ran her hands down his chest. "All mine, right?"
His chuckle reverberated through both their bodies, making her pussy clench around his thickness. "All yours, sweetness. Never doubt it. Why would I want anyone else when I have you?"
She felt so good in his arms and her tight walls rippling around his cock felt like heaven. But Remy wanted - needed - to mark her as his in an even more primal way. He eased her legs down from around his waist.
"Bend over the bench."
She grinned. "Yes, Remy." Obediently she turned to the wall and spread her legs wide, then bent down and braced her arms on the bench. Her complete trust humbled him at the same time it made him harder than he'd ever been.
Remy took the shampoo bottle and emptied it into his palm. Then he turned off the water for the time being and coated his wet cock with the slippery liquid. When he was thoroughly lubed up, he rubbed the rest on two fingers and pressed them up against the puckered rosebud of Mari's ass.
"You okay with this?" His voice rumbled in the glass enclosure.
"Hell yes," Mari sighed. She wiggled her butt, pressing against his fingers. "Please, Remy."
"Please what?" He gently pushed one finger and then a second into the tight hole. He rubbed the soap around to make sure she was well lubricated.
"Please fuck my ass, Remy," she moaned, thrusting back against his hand.
He took his slick cock in his other hand and pressed it against her anus as he pulled his fingers out. Then he began to slowly but steadily insert himself past that sweet, snug sphincter.
"Yes, Remy," she moaned. She clenched her muscles around him, pushing back as he thrust inside. By the time he had himself embedded to the hilt, she was whimpering and writhing her hips.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, forcing himself to stay still.
"A little." She panted. "But oh, gods, it feels so good." And she pushed her hips back forcing him deeper.
"Mari!" He cried out her name as he began to move. The tight ring of muscles at her entrance gripped him while the rest of her tunnel caressed his length. His balls drew up tight. He was so close to spilling inside her ass, but he had to make sure it was good for her too. He wrapped his arms around her and filled one hand with one of her lush breasts. The other hand tunneled through her pubic curls to pinch her engorged clit between two fingers.
"Remy!" She screamed his name as she spasmed. Her ass gripped his cock like a vice, and he spewed into her, filling her over and over with his seed. When he was finished, he withdrew reluctantly and collapsed beside her on the bench. He barely had the strength to turn the shower back on.
Three months later
It had been a busy day at the school library, and Mari was beat but happy. She loved her new job, and never more than when she saw one of the kids - it didn't even occur to her to think of them as gargoyles any more - exhibit an aptitude for research. But now it was time to relax with the man she loved.
Mari kicked off her shoes and tossed her purse onto the small table in the foyer of their townhouse near the school in Montreal. She smiled at the little antique she'd found in a nearby shop. Slowly but surely the place was becoming theirs, and not just his. She'd finally found a home.
Remy was nowhere to be seen - probably hard at work in his studio, a sunny back room on the second floor. Before she could make her way upstairs though she heard him call her name from the great room - the open kitchen, dining room and sitting room combo that filled the back half of the first story of the house. With a happy smile she made her way down the marble floored hallway, then stopped dead when she realized that her great room was full of people.
"Surprise," they all chorused.
"Happy birthday, my love." Remy emerged from the throng to take her hand. She looked around to find his friends Beau and Marc, along with Beau's mother and sister, and several of her colleagues from the school. Even the Matriarch and her consort were there, as well as the ancient psychic, the Lady Helene. Human forms and gargoyle shapes mixed at random.
"What..." She stared in bemusement. "I don't..."
"You said you hadn't had a birthday party since you were five," he murmured. "I thought it was time to fix that."
Tears welled up in Mari's eyes. He was so sweet. Right there in front of his entire clan, she kissed him, with all the love and passion that was in her heart.
Much later they lay in bed, their bodies still joined after lovemaking.
"Well, did you enjoy your birthday?" he asked.
She gazed down at him. "It was the best birthday ever. Thank you. For everything." She glanced at the aquamarine and diamond engagement ring on her finger and her eyes misted. "But - there's one more gift I want."
"Anything, my love. Name it." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed the engagement ring.
"I want you to convert me."
Remy bit his lip. "I'd like nothing better, cherie. But it is dangerous. Can't we just go on as we are?"
She shook her head. "It's hard to explain, but for the first time in my life I feel like I have a home - like I'm part of a community. But I'm not. Not entirely. I've drunk from the cup, Remy. I'm strong and healthy. And I think it was meant to be. Please. I truly want to belong to your clan. I want to be your mate in every sense of the word. Someday I'd like to be able to have your children. Have faith in our destiny, my love. Make me yours completely."