Page 14 of An Inheritance of Monsters

But it was the sounds from the bathroom that intrigued me. Coughing, spluttering, the slap of wet feet against porcelain… and finally a small, “Fuck.”

Followed by a quieter, drawn-out, “Shiiiiiiiit.”

The bathroom door slammed open without warning, and Juno came striding out, completely naked, dripping water, and gleaming with splattered luminescence from the Sea of the Void.

All of my thoughts immediately rushed downwards to my cock. Her pale skin glowed like a light in the dim bedroom as she crossed to the bed, breasts peaked from the cold air. A waist still marked with pink spots turned into flared hips and long legs.

I squinted, scowling at those marks. Zirin hadtouchedher already.

After I’d spent all day stalking her, and had received but the merest taste.

I thought of her sweet smell, the softness of her skin.

How she would feel arched under my claws, taking my entire cock to the hilt… a roaring heat flared to life low in my stomach, and I hardened painfully.

She stared at the bed, then collapsed on it like her bones had turned to water. And stared at the wall across from her.

“Ithadto be shrooms,” she whispered nonsensically. Then she looked down at her stomach and the faint pink marks.

And dragged her fingers through the luminescence on her breasts, holding them up to the light and rubbing her fingertips together.

The sight of her hands moving across her own body made the ache in my balls even worse. Without thinking, I reached down, wrapping my claws around my own cock.

To feel softness, hot and wet, instead of this sharp grasp…

A low groan purred out of me as she stretched out one leg to examine it, revealing the tentacle marks on her thigh, and the soft, still-wet lips of her pussy.

Her head jerked up as the closet rattled from the depth of my groan, and she was on her feet in the next second.

Inching towards my closet, her gray eyes wary.

I gripped myself harder, cursing myself for allowing a sound to slip out again. I was unpracticed at remaining silent in my own home.

She was inches away, and finally she reached out and laid a hand on the closet door.

From inside, hidden in darkness, I pressed my hand against the opposite side, lined up with hers. Mine was much larger, my claws scraping faintly against the wood.

We remained like that for a long moment, breathing in unison.

I waited, wondering if this was too much. Too soon, for a human mind that had only seen the human world until now.

She seemed to be staring in through the crack. Looking right back into my eyes.

Then she gripped the handle, seeming to steady herself.

I exploded back into the Void a mere second before she opened the door.

Back into the monstrous otherworld, into the ancient temple I called home. Above me, I saw the millions of souls swirling overhead… and yet here, I was the only soul around.

I looked at my claws, long and curved, and thought of her tiny human hand, her mouthwatering smell.

Of her lack of fear—until she finally saw my true form.

I wondered if she would run screaming, her mind broken… or if she would want to come with me.

Chapter5

Juno

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