Page 55 of Monster's Obsession

Before we could go any further down that particular, confusing road…he grabbed the plate and walked it over to me, brandishing the whole cake proudly like it was an award he’d won.

I reached for the utensil to eat with, but he batted my hand away playfully and flopped on the bed, almost dropping the cake as he did so.

I gasped in horror at the thought of losing it. I was so desperate, I’d probably find myself eating it off the floor. Luckily…it didn’t come to that. And he righted it before it could slide off the plate.

He scooped up a big bite of the cake and held it to my lips. Fuck, my insides were fluttering. And not because of my cramps. He was so freaking sweet. Like the best kind of candy.

Like this chocolate cake.

I moaned around the fork, enjoying the hunger in his gaze at the sound. Not that we could do anything about that hunger. I’d done a lot of things with these monsters, but sex during my period was a no-go.

“Thank god you have chocolate in this place,” I purred as he eagerly scooped another bite, like he was enjoying this as much as I was.

The leaf stuff was starting to kick in. The cramps were still coming, but they were definitely less severe than they had been.

“We don’t. I just know that it’s your favorite, so I made sure to get some from your realm so we’d have it for you here.”

I stared up at him…shocked. I mean, I shouldn’t be shocked. He’d just told me he’d had a book made to help him understand me and my needs. And Ash had been nothing but a complete sweetheart since I’d arrived…and far longer if I thought back to my dreams.

But I wasn’t used to being cherished. I wasn’t used to someone giving a damn about my happiness. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be used to it after the upbringing I had. Ash grinned down at me. He was in his human form today, like he was doing everything he could to make sure I had as relaxing of an experience as possible. Sitting here on the bed, while he fed me chocolate cake that tasted better than any chocolate cake I’d ever had, I could almost imagine I was a normal human girl, with her exceptionally hot boyfriend. I could almost imagine what it would have been like if I’d met him at Stanford and we’d fallen in love.

Ash would have been the dreamiest boyfriend to have in college. One you never would have wanted to let go.

“What does it taste like?” he asked curiously as he fed me another bite.

“You didn’t sample it at all before you made it for me?”

“Well, I had our cook make it,” he corrected. “If I had attempted to make it for you, it wouldn’t have been edible.”

“You could have licked the spatula,” I said, lifting my eyebrows up and down like a dork…even though he couldn’t see what I was doing.

“Spatula?” he muttered, and then he pulled out his book again.

I pushed it gently down, giggling. “Well, let’s give you a taste then, shall we?”

His pale blue eyes stared at me intently…like he could actually see me as I took the utensil from him and grabbed a bite of the cake, bringing it to his lips.

Ash opened his mouth eagerly, totally trusting that whatever I was going to feed him, it would be amazing. I slid the cake into his mouth, shivering at the way he licked the chocolate off the utensil…almost sensually.

Eating chocolate cake had suddenly become foreplay.

“How is it?” I whispered, a rasp in my voice that definitely hadn’t been there a second ago.

He leaned forward, until our noses were touching.

“Almost as sweet as your cunt.”

My mouth dropped open, and another one of those embarrassing, hysterical giggles popped out. “I can’t believe you said that.”

“Why?” he asked with a shrug, grabbing the utensil out of my mouth and resuming feeding me.

“Because, well—” I couldn’t think of anything to say. He’d completely broken my brain.

Another cramp hit me then, and although it was much better than the prior ones, I still groaned because, crap, it hurt.

“Alright, massage time,” Ash sputtered, biting on his plush bottom lip like he was going through a checklist in his head of everything he could do to make me feel better.

He set the cake on a nightstand next to the bed…carefully, before removing the heated stone and then gently rolling me to my stomach. He set the stone on my lower back so it was still providing comfort, and then he went and grabbed a small bottle from his bag of tricks.

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