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All my life, I’d been searching for something and never finding it, never even getting close, but this little Witch did the impossible in a matter of weeks. She entered my life, taking away the loneliness I thought was my destiny, and giving me more than I ever expected.

Now, it was my turn to show her what she meant to me and I would not stop until I achieved my goal.

Mate.

CHAPTER 15

Amrin

“Relax your muscles, Luna. Let me in, and I will make you feel good, mate,” Menon growled softly, his lips brushing across my aching pussy.

I was seconds from coming. The feeling of being full and still wanting more had me confused, yet eager for what was going to happen next. He was the only man I’d ever had. The only Monster, I supposed. But I needed him like I needed air.

“Please,” I begged.

“Now,” he growled.

Menon’s fingers tapped hard against my clit while he pushed deeper into my ass with two fingers from his other hand. Lastly, he filled my pussy with his long tongue. But it wasn’t last, and it wasn’t first. It was all three at once, and to take the cake, his tail, that fucking incredible tail of his, wrapped around my throat, applying just the right amount of pressure so that I saw stars erupt in front of my eyes.

“Good girl,” Menon growled, slipping free of my body once I relaxed.

Then he picked me up and brought me inside, laying me down on our bed. I pulled him down to me, needing more, needing him. Tasting myself on his lips should have been off-putting, but it was the opposite. It was warm and earthy, magical, too.

“Clothes, Luna,” he growled, but I was too far gone to allow him time to move.

I waved my hand behind him, using magic that was still new to me to undress us.

“That’s a neat trick,” he said, grinning as his warm, hard body came into contact with my soft, pale one.

“Fuck, Luna, you are so perfect,” he said, hands caressing my tits, lifting them up so he could suck the nipples.

I never knew what I was missing until I met him, especially like this. But I could never imagine giving myself to another. He was the perfect mate, seemed to know everything I needed and wanted before I did. Like right now, before I could even ask, he spread my legs, his fingers squeezing my fleshy thighs as he pushed into me with his thick cock.

“Talk to me,” he growled, and I nodded.

Yes, I wanted to tell him everything he was making me feel.

So I did.

In detail.

“Fuck, Menon. Your dick is so hard, it’s like steel. It’s hot and curved just right. Every time you move, you hit something inside me that makes me shake all over,” I moaned.

“Like this, Luna?”

“Yes, fuck yes.”

“Tell me more,” he demanded.

“My body is burning for you. Those fleshy spikes surrounding your cock are stroking me now, parting my folds, one is going into my ass—ohmyfuckinggods!”

I needed a break, needed a breath, and he gave it to me. Sort of. If I didn’t count the way his tail wrapped around my neck, leaving little room for air, but it felt too good for me to ask him to remove it.

I was at a loss for words and thankfully, so was Menon. The look on his face was wild and ferocious as he rose to his knees and pounded into me. The two long spikes at the front crowning his dick wrapped around my clit. They massaged and vibrated against that part of me while he plundered my core relentlessly. I could have sworn the thick ridges covering his shaft swelled and grew, increasing the curvature of every ripple. It was incredible.

“Mine. Mine. Say it, tell me, Luna!”

“I am yours. And you are mine. Luna and Menon. No more Amrin and Sten. Not anymore. Not to each other. We are Luna and Menon and we are one. We are fated mates.”

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