Page 40 of The Monster's Mate

Maybe I can’t kill him, but I could find a nice secluded cave and stash him there for eternity.

My vision goes hazy, and the next thing I know, I’m on the stairs.

“Well, this should be fun,” Athos mutters.

Charity’s door slams against the wall with very little effort. The dragon hisses his displeasure at finding Charity riding Eldritch.

“Uh-oh,” she whispers, peering over her shoulder with wide eyes. “Are you okay?”

The snarl that bubbles out of my chest would terrify any other being, but not my mate.

She rolls her pretty blue eyes, patting the wyvern’s chest.

“I have a feeling he’s about to have a tantrum.” She lifts the bottom of her dress and climbs off his cock. “Don’t destroy my house, or you’ll be the one to pay to fix it.”

My dragon is in full control as I growl, “Mate.”

“Banyan Oxtari,” Eldritch says, sitting up as his eyes glow in response.

It’s fitting that he recognizes me by sight, when I’ve never seen him before.

I’d imagine that speaks to how well the royals hide his existence. Sure, I’ve always known the whispered secrets were true, but even as high up as I was in the Dragon’s Shield, I’d never laid eyes on him.

“Okay, no way are the two of you about to try to kill each other in my house.” Charity huffs, climbing off the end of her bed. “You’re super naked.”

My clawed hand digs into her ass as soon as she’s within reach.

“They’ve hoarded you for long enough.” I snatch her up, wrapping her around my front. Eldritch moves to shove himself off the bed, but my dragon growls his warning. “She’s my mate. I would never hurt her. You, on the other hand?” I reach the doorsthat lead to the small second-floor balcony and rip one open. “Follow us, and I will kill you. It’s my time with my mate now.”

The pain that normally pinches when my wings erupt isn’t even a thought in my mind.

My dragon is leading this show, and he proves as much by shifting our tail. Or some modified version of it that I’ve never used in human form. It coils around Charity’s back as she climbs my torso, holding on for dear life.

“So, this is romantic,” she says, giving me a goofy smile. “I haven’t flown before. Well, not outside of the night the wyvern scooped me up, but I was too terrified to enjoy most of it.” Her nose wrinkles as her lips turn down. “I’m not sure that helped. I was just trying to say that this is a much more relaxing mode of transportation.”

“You smell like him.” I hear myself growl in disdain.

“Yes, well, he is also my mate, so that’s likely to happen frequently in the future.” She gives me a defiant look that makes my cock throb.

My dragon is not nearly as enamored. She doesn’t have any idea how much we care for her or the lengths we’ve gone to in order to keep her and Veryn safe.

She pulls a hand from my neck and slides her fingers down my bare chest as we fly through the air. Our houses aren’t far from the forest on the back edge of town, which is good, because I don’t need to flash my ass to half of Haven.

Charity’s hand wraps around my half-hard cock, and I groan.

“Damn, Bane,” she whispers, staring at me under her lashes. “I guess there’s a reason you’re so cocky.”

“Woman.” I chuckle, weaving us through the trees as we aim for my cabin. It’s where I stayed during missions to the human realm, long before I was ever ordered to locate Aline. “You’re dangerous.”

“I don’t mind you stealing me away, but we should talk about Athos and Eldritch.” Charity runs her thumb over my crown, like she can distract me enough to be agreeable.

“You’re mine,” I hear myself snarl, my voice lined with the dragon’s.

“I’m not disputing that, but they’re mine too.” She stares straight into my eyes, which wouldn’t be possible with the dragon’s dominance, except that she is my mate.

The irrational urge to wipe their smells from her scent washes over me, and the dragon doesn’t allow me to fight his actions.

Spinning Charity in my hold, I don’t stop until her pussy is right in front of my face. The dragon’s tongue flicks out as he tugs her dress out of the way, using his tail.

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