Page 10 of Monstrous Heat
Wondering if I could wrap my fingers around it. If it would feel like a human cock—or something as alien and foreign as the dinosaur-thing. If I could even physically take him inside me. He just looked too damned big.
And I couldn’t stop looking. Or thinking. Or touching…
Lightly, I touched the tip of my finger to the head of his cock.
His head fell back, his shoulders and neck corded, tendons rising like something was trying to tear out of his body. For a moment, I was terrified his skin would split open and the creature would crawl out. Shuddering, he growled, deep and low and so vicious that my scalp tingled with alarm, even as he shot thick streams of cum onto my stomach.
Warm and thick, soaking through the torn remnants of my shirt. A fresh, hot wave of musk enveloped me. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, sending my heart rate skyrocketing.
Chase. Hunt. Danger.
Though I couldn’t move, let alone think about running away. My knees wobbled and I caught his arm to keep my balance.
Breathing hard, he tugged my sticky shirt up. His fingers searingly hot on my stomach, he rubbed his cum into my skin. Marking me. With the thick musky scent.
“Yes,” he growled, so raw and feral that I could barely understand him. “I’m going to come on every inch of you. Rub my scent into you until you reek of me. I’m going to mark you. My teeth in your throat. My cock in that tight little pussy. While I make you come so many times you’ll beg me to stop. If that don’t sound good to you, then tell me now. A loaded gun is taped to the bottom of the counter. Empty all the rounds into me. Aim for my skull. That’ll slow me down enough for you to get away.”
Involuntarily, I shuddered, shaking my head. “No. I can’t. I won’t do that to you.”
His breath sawed in and out. His shoulders seemed broader, his chest thick and huge, his arms even more massive. As if the creature strained inside him. I still couldn’t quite wrap my mind around it, but I knew the thing in the jungle was inside him. Somehow.
The creature hadn’t hurt me then.
I had to hope it wouldn’t hurt me now.
Because mistake or not, I couldn’t resist the curiosity that burned inside me. I wanted to feel that same ferocious strength straining on top of me. Feel that beast hovering so close. Dangerous, yes. But intoxicating.
Dragging my gaze up his body to his face, I caught the red flash in his eyes again. His neck and shoulders corded with strain. Sweat beaded on his brow, his nostrils flaring with each breath. But he waited for me to decide.
That told me more than anything what kind of man he was. Despite his strength and obvious need, despite the monster bulging inside him, he wouldn’t hurt me. Even to ease his own pain.
I dug my fingers into his arm, looped my other arm around his neck, and let my knees sag. As I expected, he caught me up against him. Thick, hard muscle and burning skin against me, stealing my breath. I couldn’t help but notice his erection was as big as before, unfazed by his release.
His breath was hot against my ear. A beast prowling the jungle in search of prey. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you.”
7
NATALIE
He swept me up and tossed me down so quickly that I barely had time to register the mattress beneath me. Something tugged, hard, right over my breastbone, and my bra split in half. The sound of tearing cloth was obnoxiously loud. My hips jerked up, shorts ripping open. Goosebumps raced down my arms. Claws?
Though he felt normal against me, not like scales. Hot skin, muscle, the crushing weight of his body against me. The lighting wasn’t that great though I could still see. Massive shoulders blocked the bare bulb dangling from the ceiling. His mouth sealed over mine, wiping every last thought from my mind.
Lips wide open, his tongue slid deep on a possessive stroke inside my mouth like he had to taste me or die. Clutching his shoulders, I gave him my tongue too, shivering as he sucked me deeper. His teeth felt normal. Human. Not jagged monstrous jaws to rip me limb from limb. His tongue swept over mine, his lips inhaling me in wet heat unlike any kiss I’d ever had. Like he was trying to put my whole face in his mouth.
Lifting his head, he swept his tongue over my lips, leaving me tingling and damp. Breathing open mouthed and more than a little shell shocked. Hallucinating, maybe. Because his eyes glittered like rubies, spinning a red cast around the room. Then he was gone from my line of vision.
His hands clamped around my thighs. He jerked me closer to him, bending my knees up. His tongue swirled over my knee, startling me. That was not a place I ever thought about him licking. It didn’t feel bad, just weird. Hot. The way he flattened his tongue and swirled over my flesh had me biting back a whimper.
He must have heard that stifled cry. Pushing my knees back toward the mattress, he splayed me wide. I could feel the pant of his breath on my skin. Hear the ragged inhale. I could only imagine what I smelled like after working all day in the humid jungle. It wasn’t like we had a five-star shower in camp, either. Mentally, I cringed, my thighs automatically trying to close. I should have—
“Pure torture, baby.” He sucked in another deep breath. “I’ve been dreaming of this since I caught the first tantalizing whiff of you.”
He pushed me wider, wedging his shoulders between my thighs so he could rub his entire face against me. Not just his tongue and lips, but his nose. His chin. Coating his face. His tongue flattened wide, scraping up over my flesh from top to bottom. He threw his head back, licking his lips. A deep, guttural sound rumbled the entire bed and then he dived back in between my thighs.
Pleasure coiled through me like a deep, winding river. I’d never had a man explore my pussy so thoroughly. As if he had all the time in the world. As if his own need didn’t matter. He wasn’t even trying to get me off, because he avoided my clit entirely. He kept rumbling and groaning against me, almost like he was feasting. The vibration of his lips increased the sensation of his tongue flowing over me. He sucked on my flesh, pulling my tender bits into his mouth. I could feel his teeth grazing over me, but he didn’t bite.
