Page 25 of The Monster's Mate

“That’s it, soak up every drop,” Eldritch growls, bucking deeper. His knot slams inside my opening, and I wail. “Gods, Charity.”

“We’ve got you,” Athos coos, suddenly in front of me. He gently pulls my hair back from my face, sitting just next to my head. “You are okay, right? I mean, you’re convulsing, but that seems like the good kind of quaking…”

“Right,” I slur as my entire body shakes. “I’m so good.”

Eldritch’s teeth tease over the sensitive skin where my neck meets my shoulder. He reaches around my middle, lowering his hand until he can reach my clit, but I’m so overstimulated that I buck against him. His teeth move to the back of my neck, and he bites as a low, warning growl rattles out of his chest.

“Ahh, fuck.” Athos chuckles. “The wyvern is definitely in control. I’d love to take a picture. It looks like he’s about to chomp your entire head off, but in a sexy way.”

“Mine,” Eldritch growls, lapping at the indents left by his teeth.

He uses his clawed hand on my sternum to roll us.

My back hits his chest while he’s still locked inside me. It takes a bit of maneuvering, but my head ends up on his bicep while my top half moves to lie on the bed. My lower half stays mostly on top of him, but at an angle.

I’m still trying to determine which way is up as Eldritch pulls my upper leg back and over his ass. My toes end up digging into his butt as he turns on his side.

It’s kind of like a modified spooning position, but really, our bottom halves are all that are vertical. His claws dig into my hip as he curves around me, trying to capture my nipple.

“You can’t be in all the places at once,” Athos says cheerily. “Gods, now I really would love to have a camera. He’s got you spread wide open and stuffed full. Doesn’t he, darling?”

“Yes,” I gasp as Athos brushes his fingers over my pussy.

He smirks, his long silvery-white hair falling around his face.

“Kiss me?” I beg.

He’s just too handsome when he’s playful.

“Of course.” Athos ignores Eldritch’s low warning growl and stretches over my top half. “Rut your mate and ignore me.” His mouth meets mine for a slow, sensual kiss that makes my core clench around Eldritch’s knot.

“There may be benefits yet to sharing a mate,” my wyvern admits, beginning to practice grinding into me. It’s a different kind of pleasure with his knot dragging along my inner walls. The pressure is nearly painful, but the connection is unreal. It’s like I can feel him in my chest. Eldritch’s hand moves to my pelvis, and he tenderly rubs my skin. “I know it’s impossible, but I still enjoy the fantasy of imagining you growing round with my egg.”

Athos snorts against my lips. “I’m sorry. Truly, I don’t know why, but I wasn’t expecting the egg comment. However, I find the thought of you big and pregnant to have quite the effect on me as well.” He dives back down, deepening our kiss as he works my clit just right.

My entire body arches toward Athos as Eldritch groans behind me.

“I’ve just realized, my knot has trapped all my cum inside you, and now that I’ve had the thought, I won’t be able to hold back from filling you again.” Eldritch shoves his pelvis to my ass and shudders. “You’re going to take every drop of my seed.”

His entire body goes rigid as my orgasm builds.

Being locked together gives so much pleasure for so little movement.

I selfishly chase my orgasm, and in the process, wring out his. The sounds he makes as he comes fill my chest with an unmatched level of pride. He deserves to have his world utterly rocked, especially considering it’s his first time.

My nerve endings pulse with bliss, and I grind my hips back to meet his. It feels like my heart could race right out of my chest when I open my eyes to see Athos studying me with a soft smile on his face.

It’s a perfect moment, but something is missing.

Dammit.

I’m pretty sure Bane is that missing piece.

Chapter Eleven

Bane

Idon’t sleep. At all. Not a motherfucking wink. Athos—who I’m not convinced even needs to sleep—slumbers wrapped around my mate.

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