Page 19 of Monster Mistake

“Don’t hold back,” she said. “I want to feelallof you.” To make her point, she arched up against him, silently begging for more.

And he gave it to her.

With a throaty growl that raised goosebumps all over her skin, he grabbed her leg, hooked it over his hip, andreallystarted to move.

He gave her what she’d been dying for practically since they first met. She held onto the headboard for dear life as he pounded into her over and over again, hitting a spot—oh, yes, there!—thatmade every muscle in her body clench. “Don’t stop!” she cried. “I’m so close.”

Khill had never let her down before, and he didn’t seem willing to change that anytime soon, because he showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, he just went harder and faster.

Then he let out a guttural rasp that seemed to reach down between their straining bodies and take hold of her clit. Hard.

That was all it took to break her. Justine came so hard her body bowed, her vision blurred, and she felt light-headed. It was nothing short of a life-altering orgasm. She felt like it had pulled her apart on a molecular level and put her back together again, different, but somehow better. It was the kind of orgasm that all the other orgasms she’d ever had hoped to be when they grew up. And the best part?

Something told her Khill was able and willing to deliver that kind of orgasm whenever she wanted it, no matter how many times she wanted it.

Yay!!

She figured Khill would let go and have a life-altering orgasm of his own at that point. But she figured wrong. Because Khill didnotstop.

He did, however, pull out long enough to flip her onto her hands and knees before slamming into her again. His big hands shifted up to her breasts, pinching her nipples. Hard.

“Again,” he demanded.

She shook her head, because there was no way inhellshe could come again, so…

He slid his hand down over her stomach, down, down, down, until his thumb unerringly found her clit again. And yep, that did it. She came again, screaming his name so loud anyone within earshot would assume she was naming her murderer.

Only then did Khill bury his face in her hair and come with a possessive growl so sexy it probably would’ve made her come again if she hadn’t been so utterly, perfectly sated.

Justine collapsed onto the mattress. Khill rolled off her, but didn’t move away. They stayed that way, side by side, breathing hard, sweat cooling on their skin for what could’ve been minutes or hours. Time had no meaning in her post-orgasmic glow.

She eventually found the strength to lift her head off the mattress and shove a hank of sweaty hair out of her eyes. She glanced over at Khill, who was lazily trailing his fingers up and down her back. “Well…that annulment is certainly off the table. We just consummated thefuckout of our marriage.”

Khill pushed up on his elbows, then leaned over and dropped a kiss on the back of her shoulder. “I like to be thorough.”

She snorted. “That’s an understatement. I feel like you got the short end of the stick here, though.”

His brow furrowed. “How so?”

“Unbalanced orgasm ratio,” she said. “I had three and you only had one. I owe you a few. I’ll have to take care of that tomorrow or something.”You know, when I can feel my legs again.

His eyes darkened and he grinned an evil grin that was positively brimming with sensual promise right before he grabbed her and lifted her so she straddled him. “Why put off until tomorrow what you can do today?”

She sputtered. Surely, he didn’t think she could…not again…not yet…

But then he lifted his hips and she felt he was already hard again—already!—and she changed her mind.

Shehadalways hated procrastination.

CHAPTER 12

Hours later, sweaty and spent and sprawled across Khill’s chest with her face buried between his pecs, one of his giant hands palming her ass possessively, Justine finally caught her breath. “I’m so mad at you,” she muttered.

“What did I do?” he grumbled without any heat.

“We could’ve been doing that for years, butno, you let me think you weren’t interested.”

He sighed. “It’s complicated, OK? Orcs aren’t…emotional. Believe it or not, I was considered overly emotional in our home world, which is why I was exiled to begin with.”

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