I fled an arranged marriage and found sanctuary in an ancient temple. I never expected the stone guardian to come alive. The gargoyle has waited eight centuries for me—for a woman whose body produces the sacred nectar that can awaken him from his stone prison. One taste of my milk, and Thane transforms from marble to flesh, storm-gray eyes blazing with desperate hunger and centuries of loneliness. Micah calls me his sacred priestess. His divine offering. His reason for existing after eons of patient waiting. This ancient warrior doesn't want to use my gift—he wants to worship it. To treasure me like the goddess he believes I am. I should flee this crumbling temple, his overwhelming devotion, his promise to fill me with divine children who will carry forward ancient mysteries. But when his massive wings shelter me from the world, when his reverent touch proves that stone guardians love deeper than mortal men... Maybe surrendering to a gargoyle's eternal worship isn't such a terrible fate. A sacred monster romance with a devoted gargoyle hero, extreme reverence, lactation themes, breeding kink, and an HEA that proves some sanctuaries are built from love.