Page 61 of Monster's Delight

He stayed silent.

“You do realize you’ve shifted, right?” I asked, trying not to laugh.

His eyes widened and his fire went out. “Show me your hands,” he ordered.

He examined my palms closely by the light he had conjured. “How is that possible?”

“Have you ever burned anyone with your fire?” I asked. “Who told you that you would?”

“My dad warned me never to get into a relationship with anyone but another monster, because no one else would be able to handle my fire,” Aiden said, almost in a daze.

“If that’s the case, why don’t your clothes burn? Your books? Your bedsheets? Are they all treated with fireproofing?” I asked, trying to be logical. “Maybe he was just being old-fashioned. Maybe a human wouldn’t be able to handle your fire. But I can. And I can prove it.”

“How?”

“Well, other than my hands...” I trailed off, pursing my lips. “I suppose this will do.”

“What—” Aiden broke off when I knelt in front of him, my hands going to the closure of his jeans. “No.”

I paused, looking up at him. “No?”

He lifted me back onto my feet by my upper arms. “No,” he repeated firmly. “Not here.” He took my hand again, this time pulling me deeper into the tunnel.

I followed him silently, watching his ass shamelessly. After the fifth turn, I couldn’t resist any longer. “It feels like you know where you’re going,” I said.

“Your family had a study room, even though they didn’t tell you about it. Mine…” He stopped and examined the wall in front of him. “Had this.” He spread his fingers out and pressed.

The wall beside him swung open and he gestured for me to step in.

It was a plain room of rock with exercise equipment along one wall. The floor was slightly bouncy.In case something gets dropped,I reasoned, eyeing the free weights in a corner. I spun and knelt in front of a bench in the middle of the floor. “Sit,” I ordered, pointing in front of me.

“I’m still not sure about this,” Aiden said hesitantly, rocking from one foot to the other.

I put my hands on my hips and raised an eyebrow, trying to look intimidating. “You dragged me out of class, teasing that we’d be having sex.” I cocked my head. “And yet you’re standing out of reach. Trust me.” I held out one hand to him.

Aiden blew out a long breath and then sat. “What now?”

I smirked. “I haven’t given you a blow job very often if you have to ask that.”

If anything, he looked even more nervous at that. “I’m not sure this is such a great idea.”

“It’s an excellent idea,” I said, rubbing my hands up his thighs. “How long have you known about this room?”

“My dad told me how to find it before I got here.” Aiden hissed out a breath when I rubbed over his crotch with the heel of my palm. “I came here almost every day last year to work out and try to control my shifting better.”

“You did a wonderful job,” I purred, nuzzling the seam of his fly. “Look at how well you can control your beast form; even in the height of passion you don’t lose it.”

Aiden gulped loudly, his hands moving to rest on my shoulders. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

“If it hurts me in any way, will you stop?” I asked.

“Immediately.” His reply was instantaneous.

“Then don’t worry, and shift for me.” I undid the closure of his jeans and mouthed along his length. “Let yourself go.”

Aiden did a full-body shiver and his cock twitched against my lips.

I smirked. “Come on, baby. Gimme some fire.”

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