Page 16 of The Monster's Mate

“I’ll pull out,” he promises. “Because we’re compatible.”

Compatible? Oh. Pregnancy. Just like Isabel with River. Is that what males do, then? I nod, not needing that burden.

He searches my eyes once more, as if seeking some sort of waiting period where I have the right to still object, and then he nods too. “Reach between my front tentacles and feel that I’ve extruded.”

I’m not sure what that means, but I’m eager to touch him and there’s nothing delicate or tentative about my grip. My hand is full of hot, steely flesh. He groans at my grasp, and it spurs me on to explore the thick rod of his cock. It has three enormous bulges along the generous length, each as big as the head. As my fingers tentatively explore, he groans when I touch the area between the bulges, and it must be more sensitive there. He’s heated and slightly slippery, which I guess is pre-lubed from being inside his body.

“May I touch you too?” he grits.

“O-okay.”

There’s no way to prepare for his touch. Other than when he cupped my pussy, I had no idea what it would feel like to have another’s fingers on my body and the sensation takes my breath away, it feels so good. His touch is addicting.

His fingers slide up my thigh, skimming my nightgown up, all the way to my waist. Then the same touch slips inside the elastic of my panties and the palm of his hand cups my pussy.

It’s much more tantalizing than I could ever have expected and my heart thuds in my chest at the first touch. It’s heat and possession and…

His finger lightly skims over my slickened seam and when a groan escapes me, he seals his mouth to mine.

This feels so good, his kisses, tongue plunging deep, his finger parting my folds, my hand gripping his cock.

He pulls away long enough to remind me, “Shh.”

My breathing is in soft pants now and he smiles as he kisses the corner of my mouth, almost like he’s so pleased at my reaction. And this… I’ve never felt this before. This rush, this excitement, this… craving.

“Skiden,” I beg, and I can’t believe just a few hours ago I thought he was a youth. And now here I am, in bed with him, and having sex for the first time.

Ever.

“I’m glad to experience this. With you.” I press a kiss to his mouth.

“Mieka,” he whispers, and there’s a stunned look in his eyes. “You haven’t done this before?”

“Nope.” I smile. “Which is why I’m glad it’s with you.”

“I’ll make sure it’s good,” he vows.

There’s no doubt in my mind.

My heart races when his tentacles wind around my ankles and slowly drag my legs apart. I feel exposed and wanton—and incredibly sexy. He kisses me, offering drugged, languid kisses, using his tongue to dance with mine. His finger is doing the same dance inside me, plunging, twisting in and out and then something down there attaches to my clit… and it feels like kissing. Like sucking.

Then he curls his finger inside me and uses a tentacle to push down on my mons so I can feel everything moving inside me, ecstasy rolls across his face as his tentacle sucks harder…

And I explode.

I gasp in air as a spiral of wondrous sensations dance through every cell of my body, tingling my limbs, my core… even my heart is skipping around in my chest, like a ballerina spinning on a pedestal. Fireworks explode behind my eyes.

“Oh. My. God,” I gasp.

“That’s sweet,” he says. “But just call me Skiden. Because you’re so sensitive right now, I’ll let you recover. Touch me in the meantime?”

Yes, please.

He takes my hand and places it on his beautiful, dark cock. It’s thick and long, with protruding veins that line the darker black shaft. It pulses in my hand. The whole thing is shiny and wet, leaking a clear fluid from the purple tip. His cock is darker at the base, but lightens near the head.

He staring at me with an intense gaze as I study his cock—as I hold his cock in my hand. And then, in one smooth move, I twist my fingers into the sensitive path between the bulges and lean down to lick at the same time.

He’s… sweet. Sweet and delicious so I get up and kneel over him, open my mouth and engulf the head of his cock, tapping the flat of my tongue against the little hole.

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