Page 47 of Monster's Mystery

I threaded my fingers through his, bringing his hand to my mouth and sucking lightly on his index finger.

Soon, that wasn’t enough, and I snaked my free hand between my legs, accurately finding my clit and rubbing around the bundle of nerves.

“What are you doing?” Aiden asked, his voice an octave lower and slurred with sleep.

“Want you,” I moaned around his digits.

“Fuck,” he said, sounding slightly more awake now. He pulled his hand from my mouth and used it to hike my top leg up and back over his hips.

Now that I was spread wide, he was able to guide his cock into my body from behind in a slow glide.

“God,” I groaned as he filled me. It felt like my air was being siphoned out of me. He couldn’t get as deep as usual, due to the meat of my ass in the way, but it was more than enough just to feel him inside me.

“So wet,” he grunted, hooking my knee over his elbow. “You’re always ready for me.” He kissed my neck, his teeth scraping lightly. “Made for me.”

“Yes, I was,” I gasped, trying to get impossibly closer to him. “Aiden, come on,fuckme!”

“I’m not awake enough for that. You feel so damn good,” he mumbled, slowly thrusting his hips. “I’m not certain this isn’t a dream.”

I squeezed my internal muscles around him when he was as deep as he could get. “Does that feel like a dream?”

“Always.” I felt his lips curve up in a grin. “Every time I’m inside you, I find it hard to believe that a goddess like you could want a beast like me.”

“This goddess has had sex with you,” I replied primly. “There’s no way she’s giving that up.”

Aiden chuckled. “I knew that you only wanted me for my skills in bed.” He punctuated his words with slightly harder thrusts.

“Not only that,” I panted. “Harder, please. Your skills against the wall are damn good, too.”

“Brat.” He pulled out and I whimpered in protest. “Hush.” He rose up over me, sliding home in the next second.

I was still lying on my side, my leg now hooked over his shoulder to give him access. “I love you for your mind, too,” I told him.

“Because I think up new positions like this?” Aiden teased.

“Obviously.”

He thrust hard, punching the air out of me. I threw my head back, trying to take a deep enough breath.

“You’re going to come for me,” Aiden ordered. “And then you’re going to clean my cock of your juices until I come down your throat.”

“Oh God,” I gasped. “Yes!”

His arms flexed on either side of my head, the muscles working hard as he pounded into me. “Come, Siobhan,” he coaxed.

I did, hard, shaking beneath him as my orgasm wound its way through my body.

Aiden rolled off of me, onto his back. “Whenever you’re ready.”

I lay beside him for a moment, catching my breath. My nerves were still singing, my clit tingling with need. Half sitting up, I caught a glimpse of his cock, bobbing a little and smearing the mix of precum and my own essence across his belly.

My mouth watered.

But as much as I wanted to swallow him down, I had needs, too.

“What are you doing?” Aiden asked, amusement coloring his tone.

I straddled his shoulders, facing his feet. “You didn’t sayhowI was supposed to suck you off. And I need more attention, please.”

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