Page 21 of Monstrous Hunt
A few days’ rest and my shoulder and knee were both completely healed. I felt great. Strong and full of energy, enough that I started to chafe at lying around in a bed all day. Though I loved the way Kroktl curled around me, his arm locked around me, his palm spread out over my stomach. Holding us both safe.
I rolled over to face him, wriggling around until my eyes were level with his.
Lips quirked in a grin, he tucked some of my hair back out of my face. “Good morning, sleepy head.”
I braced my elbow on the mattress and propped my chin up. “Is it morning? What day is it?”
“I have no idea. Human calendar math is confusing. Are you hungry?”
“Yeah, I’m starving, but I’d like to get up to eat this time.”
He started to sit up. “You got it, baby.”
Cupping his cheek, I stalled him. “I’m not in a rush.”
His eyes flickered with red flames as he lay down on his back. He had to be stretching and flexing at the same time, making himself huge and long, filling up the entire bed. “If I don’t feed you soon, Snryx will barge in to force feed you nutrients.”
My cheeks heated, but I couldn’t help looking at him. Touching him. Breathing in his scent. I was as hungry for him as I was for food. Not even for sex, not exactly. I just neededhim. I rubbed my cheek against the broad planes of his chest, but it wasn’t enough.
As if he could read my mind, he snagged me around the waist and effortlessly lifted me up on top of him. I rubbed my breasts against him, stretching my arms out along his chest and shoulders. Marveling all over again about his immense size. He could crush me like a gnat if he wanted. One big hand palmed my head effortlessly, his fingers tangled in my messy hair. He didn’t hurt me—he never hurt me. But he held me exactly where he wanted, shifting me lower on his body so the ridge of his massive dick pressed up between my thighs.
Pearly green liquid dripped from the tip in a steady stream, pooling on his abdomen. He swiped his fingers in cum and rubbed it into my stomach. “It’s feeding time.”
My eyelids fluttered, my bones melting as he flexed beneath me, nudging the ridged curve of his cock deeper into my folds. Heat spread on my skin as he traced glistening circles and trails up over my breasts. Another scoop of cum trailing down my thigh to my injured knee. He kneaded it gently, making sure his fluid soaked into my skin.
I felt like my skin glowed with heat, my entire body licked with flames. “Why does that feel so good?”
“Snryx believes my fluids aren’t just healing you, but somehow feeding you and the youngling. When we pulled you from the river, neither of you were doing well.”
I couldn’t help but snort. “Turns out I didn’t almost drown. I just needed good dick.”
The deep rattling purr rolled from his chest, making his body vibrate deliciously. “This dick is all yours for the taking, baby.”
He was too damned big for me to sit on and take his full length to the hilt. I had to settle for crawling forward up his chest and letting him glide into me, controlling the depth and pace. With my face planted in his pectorals, I let go. Completely. He lifted my hips and did all the work, allowing me to simply lie on him and enjoy the slow, lazy way he moved inside of me.
Lifting his head and curling his big body up toward me, he pressed his mouth against my ear. “I thought I lost you, baby. I couldn’t bear it.”
I shuddered as snippets flashed through my mind in brutal clarity. The sharpness of Axxol’s teeth. The reek of his ozone filling my lungs. The horror of being completely alone and trapped in infinite darkness. Scared for myself and our barely-conceived baby. Water in my mouth. Over my head. Pain so bad I needed to vomit but there wasn’t anything left in my stomach.
I’d known Kroktl was out there. Somewhere. Frantically hunting for me. Every cell in my body knew it—and strained toward him. Like I could almost touch him. Find him. So close…
A slow, rippling climax rolled up through my body, growing stronger by the moment until it obliterated every thought in my head. His stomach clenched beneath me, his hips rocking me, driving the climax higher. The hot spill of cum sent sparks of pleasure ricocheting through my entire body.
Panting, I braced for the knot to swell inside me, but he still glided smoothly, filling me but not locked. Of course. No other males were around, and I was already pregnant. The knot had done its job. I wasn’t disappointed—though not exactly relieved either. The brutal, overwhelming sensation of him thick and swollen inside me was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I loved it—but dreaded it at the same time.
Without jostling me, he got up out of the messy bed. I wasn’t sure where we were going but with waves of feel-good endorphins flooding me, I didn’t care. I was just going along for the very enjoyable ride.
Which only got even better when he gently set me down into hot, deep water. “Is it too hot?”
“Mmmmm,” I groaned with bliss.
He laughed softly, letting me float in the luxurious water with his arm under me for support. “Good job, Riz.”
“My pleasure,” Rizan replied. “There’s several varieties of shampoo and conditioner for you to sample, Natalie. I wasn’t sure which scent you’d prefer.”
I blinked languidly, trying to get my brain to connect to my body. “Anything. Fine.”
“Would you—” Rizan paused, his breathing heavy. “Allow me? To wash your hair,” he said the last words so quickly they ran together.
