Page 32 of Gargoyle Reaper
Their fucking intensified, their bodies moving faster and harder, a fine sheen of sweat building between them. Archer chased his orgasm, the familiar tension coiling in his core, his release building with each powerful thrust. He cried out as he came, his body clenching around Ezekiel. Ezekiel froze, his own release pulsing deep inside Archer as they shared in their climax together.
Archer and Ezekiel lay tangled together, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Ezekiel trailed his fingers lazily along Archer's spine, savoring the closeness.
“You know, I’m honestly looking to our new life together in L.A.,” Archer murmured, nuzzling against Ezekiel's chest.
Ezekiel pressed a kiss to Archer’s forehead. “Me too, dearest. Though I hope you know our lives will never be completely normal.”
Archer chuckled. "What, you mean most couples don’t have to worry about demon attacks and stolen holy relics?”
“I'm afraid not,” Ezekiel replied with mock seriousness. “We're special that way.”
“Yes we are.” Archer tilted his head up for a kiss.
As he drifted off to sleep, thoughts of babies and a future filled with love and adventure swirled through hiis mind. He knew their life together would never be simple or ordinary, but he wouldn't have it any other way. With Ezekiel by his side, he felt ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
He finally had a family of his own.
** * *
