Page 25 of Monstrous Rampage
Yeah. Me too.
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HOLLY
Iwas in a tiny, cramped room. Buried deep. Hidden in deep violet shadows inside my mind.
I knew I was dreaming—yet there was an element of reality here too. The walls glittered with dark purple lights and signals streaming in beautiful curtains all around me. Sort of like the Matrix—though the code flowing around me was generated by mrions.
And Syko.
I could sense his touch in the coding, even though I didn’t know what it meant. He’d given them instructions to help protect me. Which meant this quiet room must be safe. A place where I could hide my thoughts from DSC.
Red and piercing white pulses flared around me like torches and spotlights. They were near. Searching. Combing through my mind, trying to scour out my memories. Especially the mating. They really wanted me to forget.
Here in the private room, I could smell his scent and remember. Everything.
He’d hurt me. Yes. He’d scared me. But he’d shifted for me, even when DSC couldn’t force him to transform out of hisBGR++. He’d delayed his own gratification until I managed to come. He’d taken the time to touch me and learn my body. Even though he’d been imprisoned without food or contact for months. When DSC could have knocked him out and taken me away before he could finish the deed.
He’d made an impossible scenario something I never wanted to forget.
I even wanted to do it again. No prison cell. No prying eyes. Just me and him and a nice big bed. I wanted to lay with my cheek on his chest and let him play with my hair and stroke my back. I wanted him to look at me like Kroktl looked at Natalie. Like he’d stop breathing for her if that was her wish. Not that she ever would want him to suffer, let alone die.
The room shifted, tightening around me. A dark, hushed cocoon. It might have been claustrophobic except it felt like his chest billowing beneath me with every breath. If I listened hard enough, I could imagine his heartbeat thudding beneath my cheek. Feel the rough texture of his scales.
Tucked against a gigantic, mutated Tyrannosaurs Rex’s heart.
Nothing could harm me here.
13
HOLLY
Iopened my eyes, immediately aware of my surroundings. I was back in the small gray cell made to look more like a room and less a prison than where they kept Syko.
A wave of relief made tears prickle, though I swallowed down the tears.I still remember him.
I ran through my memory from the beginning when I’d woke up in his cell. Taking the bracelet off. Throwing myself against him, staying close so he couldn’t bite me until I could convince him I wasn’t food. His monster trying to fuck me.
My brain flinched, my pussy automatically tightening with dread, but the memory was still there. I was glad. I wanted to remember.
Because that made him shifting to his other form and working so hard to calm me all the more special.
On my side, curled up against the wall, I could close my eyes and still smell him. The harsh, strange smell of predator. It burned my nose and made the hairs prickle on my nape. Goosebumps rose on my arms, making me shiver. Instinctual dread—mixed with anticipation. Because yeah, I could feel heat flooding my core.
If I were home in my bed, I’d slip my fingers down between my thighs. I’d relish how wet I was. Laughing because I’d never gotten so wet before. In fact, I could probably close my eyes and imagine Syko here. Behind me, protecting my back, solid and warm and heavy. His arm draped over me, pinning me against him. He wouldn’t even have to touch me. Just hold me. Let me breathe in his scent.
Rhythmic clenches pulsed through my core, soft and gentle but undeniable. My breath caught, trying to hold in a soft moan.
A low chime sounded. “Good morning, Holly. Your morning beverage is ready.”
I hoped to god they didn’t know what’d just happened. Syko had made me climax—and he wasn’t even here. Just thinking about him?—
Sitting up quickly, I made my mind focus on something else. I didn’t know all the stars in the Draco constellation to recite. Though that made a smile twitch briefly on my lips.
“You’re in a good mood this morning, Miss Price,” Snyder drawled.
Immediately dousing said good mood.
