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I thrusted deep again and again and again. The monster side of me took over and needed to have more and more, not just of the feeling, but more and more of her. I wanted to possess her, to claim her. I wanted her to never think of another man as long as she lived. I wanted her to know one thing.

“You are mine,” I ground the words out as I thrust into her one last time. she let out a muffled scream as I held my hand over her mouth. There was no need for everybody in the house to hear the pleasure we were having.

For a moment there was deliverance from the frustration and anxiety. There was freedom from the troubles of the world that had been haunting us. They had kept us chained to the real world. This was the real world, now. This was where I could truly be myself and where we could truly touch each other and be together.

I felt a climax rise within me like a wave of power and passion flooding through me. Every part of my being was lost as I emptied myself into her. My body shuddered and shook as I threw my head back to the heavens. Whatever was truly there existed only in this moment of passion with Caroline.

Chapter 26

He came with such force I could feel the heat of him explode inside of me. His cock pulsated as I squeezed it tighter with my pussy. I needed to scream, but his hand was over my mouth. I bit his fingers hard to contain my emotion. As much as I didn’t care what other people thought and what they heard, I understood that he did. I didn’t mind this was a secret private moment between the two of us. I found myself lost in his eyes and in his heart. The feeling of his horns felt delicate beneath my fingers even though they were hard as bone. His hair, covering his body tickled my fingers as I stroked his back. He stayed deep inside and left me shaken under his force.

It felt like forever that we lay there, even though it was probably only minutes. His lips nuzzled my neck as he leaned in and kissed me softly.

“I love you, Caroline,” he whispered against my ear.

I smiled quietly in the warmth of his embrace. I was finally home. With Ryder. This was what I had always wanted. This man. Or this monster. Whatever he was, I didn’t care. He was mine and would always be mine.

He loved me.

It didn’t matter about my house in Boston. Wherever Ryder was, that was the place I belonged. Right by his side. Whether we were battling monsters or curled up in bed.

“I have to shower,” he murmured, sliding out of bed.

I sat up smiling, slipping on a robe. There was no way I was letting him out of my site. Not in a stalkerish way, but just because I was so thrilled to be near him and know exactly where he was.

“I’m going to watch,” I grinned.

He put an arm around my waist, pulling me to him, tilting my chin upwards with the crook of his finger. “Don’t just watch,” he said against my lips. “Join me.”

“If you insist,” I murmured back. There was no way I could resist him. I was close enough to him to feel the beat of his heart in his chest and it was as if the cadence of my own heartbeat only lived to match his.

I dropped the robe as we stepped in the shower together and he gasped, pulling me tight against him as the hot water splashed down on our naked bodies.

“You are the most divine creature in the known universe.” He kissed me slow and luxuriously as our wet bodies tangled together. I could feel his manhood rising again, but I pulled back giggling.

“Stop,” I swatted at him. “We came in here to get clean.”

“Nothing wrong with getting a little dirty first,” he shrugged.

Even in the small space I evaded him, holding my arm out as I grabbed the soap. “I’m going to clean you up, you dirty beast,” I smiled, beginning to lather the soap against his body.

His lips lifted in a gentle chuckle as he dropped his hands off my hips and held them out for me to wash. Slowly I made my way over every inch of his body, soap suds covering his torso and replacing the taint of sex with the sweet, rich sandalwood scent of the wash. His body was divine. In his monster form he was delicious, but his human form was all carved muscle and every nuance of his skin thrilled me.

Clearly it thrilled him, too, as his manhood rose to greet me. There was no way I was taking it in the shower though. Those years were long past. Besides, with his strength we’d most likely end up crashing through the glass shower walls.

I switched off the water once he was fully rinsed and grabbed a towel, wrapping it tightly around my body. By the time Ryder stepped out of the shower, though, he had a serious look on his face and was glancing through the bedroom toward the door to the living room.

He quickly dried off and slipped a pair of sweatpants on, giving me a quick kiss.

“Get some rest, angel,” he murmured to me. “I need to go and talk to my brother.”

“Seriously?” I groaned.

“Yeah,” he nodded gravely. “Trust me. Something isn’t right about him being here. My mind is clear now and I intend to find out what’s really going on. It’s the only way I can keep you safe.”

I took a deep breath exhaling slowly. I had to be conscious and get used to the fact that I had separation anxiety, which wasn’t Ryder’s problem. For fuck’s sake. I was a grown ass woman and he was going into the next room over.

I raised my hands, smiling graciously as I dropped the towel and slipped into my undies and tank top before crawling back into bed. “I’ll be here when you return.” I looked up at him smiling and letting him kiss me before he headed out to the living room.

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