Page 37 of The Monster's Mate

Eldritch

Iwake up with a start in an unfamiliar office that smells exactly like my mate. The memories come rushing back like a river, but they don’t threaten to drown me. There’s a certain disconnect that I don’t have words to explain, but I am grateful for it.

I hit my feet, thankful to see I’m clothed. I’m unsure who took care of that, but if I had to guess, I would say the djinn is responsible.

My cock jolts as Charity’s pleasure radiates in the bond.

It’s not fully formed yet, but I intend to rectify that as soon as I lay eyes upon her. Tossing open the office door, I tilt my head to scent the air.

There are many smells, and still, I have no trouble discerning Charity’s cherry blossom scent. The partially formed link between us could aid in my ability to track her, because I’ve never been inside this building.

At least, not to my knowledge.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t locate her quickly; I’ll stop someone to ask for directions.

I’m unsure of the name for the area where I find Charity and Athos. It’s a small, enclosed viewing room of sorts that’s open at the front and looks down over the theater below.

There are five large chairs, all unoccupied and focused toward the stage below, but Athos hasmy matebent over the railing as he fucks into her from behind.

The wyvern isn’t nearly as angry as I would imagine him to be. In our dreams, she informed me that the djinn is another of her mates. I can only assume that my beast recognizes and honors their connection.

Charity whimpers, and even the sounds of sexual debauchery coming from downstairs can’t distract me.

Athos’s head whips up to appraise who’s approaching, but he grins when he sees me.

Charity’s entire body shakes as her hands slide around the railing. Athos pulls her up with a hand on her sternum and nods for me.

I appear in front of her as she writhes around his chest.

“Hello, love,” I murmur, dipping to capture her mouth. She gasps into the kiss, clutching on to my forearms for dear life. My eyes fall shut as I savor her sweet scent in the air.

“Oh my god, Eldritch,” she says, pulling back.

“I’m here, sweet siren, and I’m not going anywhere.” I dive in for another kiss, but this time, I study her beautiful face.

“Again?” Athos still fucks her, even as she leans against my chest. “That’s perfectly fine.” He chuckles. “Come all over my cock while I claim you.” He smirks at me over her shoulder as he tugs the material of her dress to the side.

The wyvern finally rouses, and I can feel my eyes flash with his presence.

There’s no way we don’t claim her too.

Luckily, Athos is on the opposite side from where I’ve bitten her twice in our dreams. I have to crouch a bit to get to her neck.

She sobs and moans, and I strike.

Athos chuckles darkly as Charity gets louder. Her scent explodes in my mind as the universe binds our souls together properly.

My sweet mate is a bit like a lioness as her nails rake down my biceps, but it only makes my cock throb.

A moment later, her head bumps my mouth, and I’m sure it’s Athos claiming her on the other side. My vision goes spotty as I lap at my bite to clean and seal the wound.

Charity must accept him as her mate as well, because he snarls as he finishes inside her. His scent fills the bond next, but it’s not the smell of his cum. It’s his addition to our link.

Charity simply trembles between us, but her contentment is easy enough to decipher in the bond.

Now, I just have to ensure she doesn’t hate me for claiming her when she realizes what I was sent to the human realm to do.

Athos returns us to the courtyard my wyvern knows so well.

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