Page 46 of A Monstrous Claim

“Fuck,” I gasp, finally releasing his horn and untangling my fingers from his hair.

The room is sweltering and I’m the furnace.

“You’re breathtaking,” he says with a smile. He climbs back up my body, kissing my exposed skin along the way.

He shirks off his pants, kicking them into the floor, and settles into a comfortable position on top of me. The head of his dick is pressing against me, begging for entry, but again, he doesn’t seem to be in a hurry.

He has an insane amount of patience. I’ll give him that.

Way more than me.

He kisses me and rocks his hips forward, pressing himself harder against me. My legs are trembling, and I can’t tell if it’s the aftershock from my orgasm or my nervousness mounting.

His dick is huge, and there’s a chance that I won’t be able to take it.

What then?

I guess I’m about to find out.

“You know,” he says, brushing his lips against my neck. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him into me, longing to feel his tongue and teeth against my skin. “You lied to me.”

I stop, brow furrowing deep over my eyes. I have no idea what he’s talking about, or why he’s bringing it up now.

“Lied?” I ask, racking my brain. “About what?”

He pulls back just far enough that our noses touch. His eyes are bright, and I don’t have to see his mouth to know he’s smiling.

“You don’t have a tattoo on your asshole.”

I chuckle and open my mouth to say something, but it’s cut off by Azarius pushing his cock inside me. He slowly stretches and fills me to the max until I’m teetering on the brink of discomfort, and my fingernails dig into his shoulders. I’m tempted to apologize, but a growl deep in his chest assures me he’s fine.

In fact, I think he enjoyed that a little too much.

As he pulls back and thrusts again, going slow so that I can stretch and take all of him, I reach higher up his back and rake my nails across his skin. His eyes close, the growl in his chest growing louder.

“If you keep that up, I won’t be able to control myself,” he warns.

He buries his face in the crook of my neck, nibbling at my skin, before biting down on just the right spot to make my body turn to mush. I cling to him reflexively, every fiber of my being teeming with anticipation.

Now that I’ve adjusted to his size, I’m ready for him to have his way with me.

I belong to him, and I’ll do what he wants.

Whatever he wants.

However he wants it.

“Are you worried about hurting me?” My words are breathy as he buries himself in me again, his pace slow and steady.

When he brushes his lips against mine again, I realize how intimate he is. For a monster, he’s incredibly docile. I think that’s what makes him so damn sexy. He’s holding back.

If I gave him permission, he would probably fuck me in half.

“A little.” He thrusts harder, burying himself as deep as he can until my pussy tightens around his girth.

“I’m tougher than you think.” I grin cockily and roll my hips up to meet him. “Try me.”

I reach for his back again and slice my fingernails across his skin. I’m certain I’ve drawn blood this time. The growl in Azarius’s chest peaks and he picks up his pace, slamming his full length into me and eliciting a whimper from my lips.

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