Page 49 of Monster's Baby

“I need you inside me,” I whined.“I need to feel your cock stretching me.”

He lashed his tongue over the nipple clenched between his teeth, and I cried out, clutching his head to my breast.

“Aiden,” I begged.“Please, please, pleasepleaseplea—OhmyGod!”I shrieked when he pinched my clit through my pants.I shattered, rutting up against him in search of more friction.

“Fuck,” Aiden gasped, snapping his fingers to make our clothes disappear.He was inside me, fully shifted, before I came down from my orgasm, pumping twice before he thrust deep, his knot swelling and pressing against my inner walls as he emptied himself within me.The heat of his cum set me off again, crying from how good it felt.

We collapsed, still together, in a sweaty heap, Aiden’s head resting on my chest.I played with the damp curls between his horns, humming happily.“You know me better than I know myself,” I whispered, not wanting to break the silence.

He tightened his grip on my shoulders, pressing a kiss on my sternum.

“I should get ready for bed,” I said, reaching for my ring.Of course it wasn’t on my finger; I’d taken it off before the opening ceremonies.I twisted to reassure myself it was where I’d left it on my ring stand, but it wasn’t there.

Shock rippled through me.

“Aiden?Where’s my ring?”

CHAPTER13

I had barely gotany sleep the night before.I’d practically torn apart our room, trying to find the ring.

The only thing I’d discovered was that my grimoire was also missing.

The sleep Ihadgotten was broken and full of nightmares, despite being curled up in Aiden’s arms.

I was up before the sun.The first thing I did was call Grandfather through my mirror.

“Congratulations!”he said cheerfully.“I heard you led your team to vict—” He cut himself off when he registered my tearful face.“What’s wrong?Who died?”

I shook my head.“Nobody died.My grimoire and ring have been stolen.”

Grandfather blinked in surprise.“Have you tried the lost item spell?”

“Before I even knew the grimoire was missing.I thought it would work better than trying to find Clarissa’s jewelry, because the ring is tied to my bloodline.”I sighed heavily.“It just circled back to me.”

“I hate to ask, but it wasn’t in your pocket?”

I chuckled dryly.“I didn’t have pockets.”

“Tucked in your pants or bra?”

“Grandfather, I was naked.”

He blushed and laughed.“Okay, okay.I was asking for that one.The spell latched onto your bloodline instead of the object.”He frowned in thought.“Why would someone steal both?They’d have to know they were linked.Who knows about that?”

“My friends and a couple of my professors.It’s not something that comes up in conversation.”

“And they’d all know that they’d be useless without you.”

“The grimoire doesn’t open except for me?”I asked.

“You haven’t asked Aiden to turn to page whatever and have it be blank?”Grandfather asked.When I shook my head, he nodded slowly.“You’ve always been a take-charge kind of person.”

“What do you mean?”

“You like to do things yourself.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but he was right.“The pages would be blank without my bloodline opening it?”

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