Page 36 of Monster's Mistake

A soft hiss comes from my hair, but it’s more of a general noise than a warning and it’s muffled by the fabric.

“No underwear?” he asks.

“I didn’t plan on needing any.”

“Mmm. You came here with an intention.”

“I did,” I respond softly.

His hands glide over my skin, leaving a trail of fire behind them.

I let out a soft moan and lean back into him. He splays a hand across my stomach, pulling me closer.

“You’re still wearing clothes,” I murmur, enjoying the feel of how hard he is despite the barrier between us.

“I know.” He leans in and kisses my neck, his sharp teeth grazing against my skin. “You’re in charge, Nati,” he reminds me, his hand moving across my body until he pinches my nipple between two fingers. I groan and lean my head back, only exposing more of my neck to his nibbles.

His other hand moves down until he reaches the point between my legs. I part them without thinking about it, and his fingers continue their exploration, not quite reaching where I want them to be, but doing enough to drive me at least a little crazy.

“Meic,” I say.

“Mmm.”

“Touch me more.” The words come out as pleas, I’m desperate for more of his attention, in whatever way he wants to give it to me. Right now, I feel like nothing more than a slave to my own desire. Not that I mind. I knew what would happen when I suggested this.

“Bend over,” he says gently. “Here.” He reaches out and takes my hands, placing them on the desk in front of me. My ass sticks out in the air, exposing me more than I think I ever have been before, but something about the position doesn’t make me feeltoo vulnerable. Probably because I know I can trust the ghoul in the room with me.

He gently parts my legs, running his hands up the inside.

A low moan escapes from me.

He chuckles. “I haven’t even done anything yet.”

“I know.” But not being able to see was making every touch more intense, even when there was no real reason for that to be the case.

He shifts position, though without being able to see, I don’t know what he’s doing. Or I don’t until his hot breath brushes against my inner thigh. I tense for a moment, only to relax when he kisses my skin.

My body trembles as he travels higher, his lips leaving a trail of heat along my skin as he worships me. The fact he’s so far away from the snakes on my head, the turban covering them, and the blindfold, all help me relax into his touch. Nothing bad can happen right now, only good things. And from the way he’s touching me, I can only assume that it’s going to beverygood.

His lips move higher, and he starts to tease my entrance with his tongue, the touches fleeting at first, and then more insistent, I moan and lean back into him. Wanting more and less at the same time.

He seems to get the message, and his fingers slip around me until they’re pressing against my most sensitive spot. I let out a cry, the pressure surprisingly intense as he continues to give me the same attention.

Pleasure builds within me, and I don’t think I’m going to be able to hold on much longer.

“Meic,” I murmur through the moans.

He hums in response, though I’m not entirely sure what he’s trying to say as the vibrations tip me over the edge and my whole body starts to shake as my release takes over, spreading through my entire body and taking away any semblance of thought.

I’m dimly aware of Meic pulling away so he can support me as I collapse back into him.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Mmhmm.” I turn around so I’m on my knees beside him. Or I think I am. I can sense his body heat coming from my left, but I still can’t see him. I reach out, and he catches my hand in his, putting it on his chest. “Your clothes.”

“I haven’t needed to remove them yet.”

“You should.”

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