Page 27 of Monster's Maiden

“Lara,” he murmurs against my lips, desire evident in his voice.

He lifts me effortlessly, pressing me against the smooth wall of the cavern. Our kiss deepens, becoming more urgent, more desperate. My hands move almost of their own accord, sliding up to grip his broad shoulders. His grip tightens slightly, pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us.

"Zyrith," I moan softly.

“Do you like this?” his breath hot against my neck.

“Yes,” I whisper, almost breathless. I’m finally giving in. I’m not fighting against the emotions that have been bubbling up inside me.

He growls softly in response—a sound that vibrates through both of us—and captures my lips again with renewed fervor.

Breaking away for just a moment, I look into his eyes and see a reflection of my own longing. "I want this," I say softly, more to myself than to him.

Every part of me ignites with a need I didn’t know existed. I want to lose myself in him, to forget everything but this moment. The world above feels like a distant memory; down here, in this dark chamber, there’s only Zyrith and me.

He lowers me gently onto the soft moss-covered ground and slowly removes my clothes, pausing briefly to admire my naked body. It’s an exhilarating sensation, being doted upon by a monster who embodies both power and gentleness.

“I want you to feel pleasure,” he murmurs, his breath warm against my skin. “To know you’re cherished.”

His touch is both possessive and tender as he explores every inch of me. I let out a soft gasp as his rough texture grazes the sensitive skin of my nipples.

"More," I whisper, surprising myself with the urgency in my voice. "Please."

His hands move with an expertise that leaves me breathless, every stroke and caress igniting a fire within me. He seems determined to learn what makes me gasp, what draws out the shivers of delight that dance along my spine.

"Is this what you want?" he murmurs against my ear.

"Yes," I gasp, arching into him. "Don't stop."

He doesn't. His hands and lips worship my body, making me feel cherished in a way I never thought possible.

“Lara,” he whispers. “Tell me what you desire.”

The question lingers in the air between us. My breath catches as I contemplate the answer. Here in this subterranean world where darkness and light blur into one, I realize what I truly want is this connection—the sense of being seen and valued.

“Just… this,” I breathe out finally.

A growl of satisfaction rumbles from him as he continues to explore and caress with deliberate care. He listens to every sound I make, adjusting his touch to coax more pleasure from me. It’s intoxicating to feel so attended to, every moment filled with his unwavering focus on my needs.

I close my eyes and let myself sink into the moment. His touch is all-consuming, erasing the fear and confusion that had gripped me for so long. I feel adored in every way imaginable.

"You are beautiful," he murmurs.

A blush flushes my cheeks. He trails kisses down my body until he reaches between my legs, his breath hot against my skin. He licks the sensitive area, gently at first, then more hungrily. Immense pleasure takes over my body. I soon let out a loud moan as I begin to orgasm. Zyrith continues to gently kiss the sensitive skin as I reach the peak.

Once I finally catch my breath, I pull him closer to me. I can feel his need growing stronger, mirrored by my own desire to give him what he craves. I respond by trailing kisses along his jawline, reveling in the way his body tenses under my touch.

I shift closer, pressing myself against him. My hands explore his form, feeling the strength beneath the surface. Each touch ignites a spark within me, a fire that only grows as I continue. My hands travel down his body until I reach between his legs, where the warmth radiates beyond measure. I begin to stroke him, slow and gentle at first, then quickening in speed and intensity. A growl rumbles deep within Zyrith's chest—a sound both primal and tender.

“Lara,” he murmurs against my ear, his voice a deep rumble that resonates within me.

“Yes?” I breathe out, my own voice trembling with desire.

Suddenly, he grabs me and pulls me down on top of him. He gently inserts himself inside my warm depths. Our bodies meld into a single entity of warmth and stone. Our movements are slow and deliberate, each touch and caress heightening our connection. His strength and dominance blend seamlessly with a gentleness that takes my breath away. His desire mirrors mine, an insatiable hunger that transcends our differences.

"I never thought... I'd feel this way," I confess between gasps, each word punctuated by the rhythm of our bodies.

His eyes meet mine, glowing with an emotion I can't fully decipher but feel deeply in my bones. "You are... everything," he says simply.

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