Page 48 of Monsters After Dark

Small hands lifted, extended toward me. I could see her fingers trembling as she reached.

Her left hand connected with my hip, the right a little lower, sinking into the fur on my thighs.

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I squeakedand my fingers clenched, some tangling in hair while the others raked the smooth skin of his lower abdomen. Despite the fear mingling with the heat in my blood, I didn’t pull away, his scent and the purr thrumming from his chest keeping me in a daze.

“Good girl. You can touch me. Find what you want.”

The words were all the reminder and permission I needed.

The taste of his seed still coated my tongue. There was nothing else it could have been, the salty tang that smelled of musk and virility. I don’t know what prompted me to lick my fingers when they came in contact with the sticky goop, but now I needed more.

My right hand moved first, creeping up the thickly muscled thigh. The hair was too dense to call anything other than fur. It was about as long as the tip of my finger, from the point to the first knuckle, and was surprisingly soft.

My left palm rested on his hip bone. The fur was thinner and gave way to smooth skin where my fingers rubbed back and forth. I could feel the muscle rippling under my touch, the power coiled within the male poised over me enough to make my whole body tremble.

A monster. I was touching a monster.

I found his heavy sac first. Round and firm and far larger than I’d have guessed. I’d seen men naked before, even caught glimpses of alphas rutting the tavern wench in the barn, but they hadn’t looked as big as the male under my hands.

Licking dry lips, I let my fingers wander upward, tracing over his balls to the hard shaft above. While his sac had been densely furred like his leg, the hair tapered away to silky skin stretched tight over his pulsing length.

The moan that left me was wanton. Palm coated in his fluids, it slipped easily over ridges, up to the flared head of his penis, more cream coating my fingers as he twitched in my hold. I couldn’t enclose the whole thing in my grip, he was so thick, and my core gave a needy spasm at the thought of being impaled on it.

But first I needed another taste.

My nose guided me to where my hand circled beneath the edge of his tip, tongue slipping out to steal another taste of his offering. I moaned again, lapping up his fluids as my hand worked to milk more from his shaft.

My other dropped to join it as I opened my mouth and took his head inside. The flavor of him was unlike anything I’d ever tried. Salty, earthy, and robust, I felt like I’d waste away if I didn’t get more of it.

My teeth scraped against his flesh as I tried to take more of him into my mouth. His cock kicked and a hand cupped the back of my head before gathering my locks in its hold.

“Easy, omega. I’ll give you what you need.”

That rough, rumbly voice caused a flutter in my core. My cramps had eased with the first taste of his seed on my fingers, but it wasn’t enough to see them finished.

I needed more of it. I needed to swallow him down. Feel my stomach bulge with his release.

I tried to force myself further down his shaft but the hand in my hair pulled me back. I gasped as my scalp prickled but I didn’t stop jerking his length.

“Now.”

I had no idea where the demanding tone came from. The fact that he was a monster didn’t matter, only that he could ease the pain I’d suffered through for hours.

Another chuckle was the only response he gave before releasing my hair to tumble against my back.

“Have it your way then.”

The words held the threat of more than I could handle, but I was too lost in need to care. Large hands cradled the sides of my head a moment later, palms on my cheeks and long fingers reaching to the back of my skull. The tiny pricks of pain on my scalp had to be caused by claws, but instead of frightening me like that should, my body shuddered at the thought of him raking them over my breasts and across the insides of my thighs.

The alpha held my head still as his hips began to pump. Until that moment he hadn’t moved, letting me have my way with him, but now he’d taken over.

My hands moved to his thighs, instinctively trying to slow him and hold him back, but my strength was nothing compared to his.

He used me, fucking my mouth and forcing me down until my jaw was stretched as wide as it could go. The head of his cock popped into my throat, blocking my air, and still he used me.

Just when I was growing dizzy with the need to breathe, he pulled back. My chest inflated with a ragged gasp before he was filling my throat again.

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