Page 37 of The Monster's Mate

She belts out a low laugh, one that hums along my spine. “You seem to apologize wherever you go.”

“You got that right,” I say wryly. “Can we change the subject?”

“Okay. Then guess who had a little fling?” Lucy asks. Before I can answer, she goes on. “Samantha.”

“With Mejak and Kalrian?”

She blinks. “How did you know it was both of them?”

I laugh at her surprise. “I’ve known those two my entire life. I always knew they’d settle on the same female. They’re two halves of the same soul, looking for the one to accept both of them.”

“Another thing that I can’t stop thinking about is what we did, last time you were here,” she says, her cheeks tinged with pink. “In my bed.”

“I want to do it again.”

“But I don’t want you to feel used. Since I told you it was my first time.”

“I don’t think that,mieka. I think we said some hurtful things to each other that needs to be set aside in the past, eh?”

“Okay,” she agrees and then her warm fingers smooth up my chest. “I’d forgotten how wickedly gorgeous you are. Those tattoos. The muscles. The power and strength. You’re so very… male,” she breathes, like I’m her whole world.

Me.

The last of my line and if truth be known, the most unworthy male of all. But none of that matters when this magnificent creature looks at me.

“Now you understand how I felt the first time I saw you through the window. I couldn’t keep my hands, my appendages, my lips… off you. Was so sure you’d be able to see into my heart, female.”

She shivers. “Ooh, rasp that again in that sexy, deep voice.”

I do one better. I lean in toward the side of her neck and say, “My. Female.” Then I find her lips and seal my mouth to hers.

I think she’s so busy kissing me she hardly notices as I smoothly maneuver her up into my arms and carry her into our bedroom. This time, no pillows line the center of the bed.

“I missed you,” I murmur near her ear appendage. I’ve gotten used to the odd pieces and love the way she shivers when I nibble the tender skin. “Let me have my way with you?”

“You do whatever you want. I’ll lay back and enjoy it all.”

“Let me know if it’s too much,” I warn, and pray to the goddess that it won’t be.

When I lift her shirt over her head, her breasts pop free. I latch onto a perfect ruby nipple; I’m rewarded with her gasp. I wet the tip of her breast and suck while I tug her leggings over her hips. She wears an undergarment that goes along with them.

I have to release her breast as I remove her shoes, but then I’m able to tug the rest of her garments down over her leg appendages.

My front tentacles grip her wrists and stretch them out wide, which makes her breasts jiggle perfectly. Two more tentacles grab her ankles and bend her legs up and outward, stretching her cunt open for me. She’s gorgeous, delicate and musky.

And with my appendages out of the way, and the view of her perfect cunt in my face makes my cock extrude from the nevra.

She sighs as it emerges. Her hand twitches like she wants to reach for my cock, but I hold her still.

“You are glorious,” I tell her. “Do you know I can use my feelers right her?” I rub the tip of my tentacles over her tender slit. “And taste everything you have to offer? I can tell when you’re turned on—and I can tell when your orgasm is about to hit.”

I let the three feelers work in tandem to create a sucking motion around her clit.

“Ooh,” she squirms, bucking her hips upward.

I use a finger to delve into her sheath, finding her warm and wet. I curl my finger upward. Like our own females, a human has a rough patch of skin that’s highly sensitized, so I stroke her.

“You’re soaked,” I mutter. “So ready for cock, sweet Lucy? But not yet, love. I have you exactly where I want you, spread-eagled and bare for me. I need to taste every inch of your skin.”

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