Page 66 of Monster's Obsession

And in every hole.

Being with him felt perfect. He’d been made for me. I’d never been more sure of anything in my entire life.

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I blearily looked up, every part of my body sore, but the burning heat was gone. The constant need to have him inside me had finally disappeared. I was exhausted, but in a good way.

Something flickered in my chest, and I rubbed it, confused, realizing that I could feel something in there with me. I could feel him. A flash of amusement trickled through me, and I realized it wasn't my own.

"It's our bond. I can feel you inside me too," he murmured lazily next to me, looking extremely satisfied and well fucked. His hair was all over the place, and his lips were curled up in a sexy grin. If my body thought it was possible, it would've been ready for another round.

“Hmmm, how long has it been?" I asked in a raspy voice, rough from how much I’d been screaming.

"Three days," he commented smugly.

My eyes widened in disbelief. "Three days!" I sat up, staring around the room as if Creed and the others were going to appear from the shadows.

"They're probably trying to burn down the kingdom as we speak," he said wryly. The tone in his voice implied he clearly didn't care. He was much too well fucked to worry about the fate of his home, apparently.

“The mating haze lasted a little longer than it does when it's two monsters, but I'm not complaining."

I laid back in the bed, exhaustion overwhelming me. I probably needed to sleep now for three days, just to recover.

"I'm sure the idiots will figure it out soon."

"You don't sound as…angry and bitter as before," I commented, searching his face like I could see inside his mind. And it was true. It wasn't just his features and the tone of his voice I was listening to; I could feel it inside me, his contentment.

He shrugged and pulled me towards him. I was sure that I stunk to high heaven. Humans didn't exactly have the same features that my monsters seemed to have that made them smell amazing no matter what they’d been doing.

Steele didn't seem to mind my smell though. He touched my nose with his, and it was freaking adorable.

"I know they can't take you away from me anymore. They're going to have to learn to share. And, I guess, all the shit that's happened doesn't seem quite as terrible as before, because it led me to you. It led me to this."

I blushed, though, for what reason, I wasn't quite sure. Maybe it was the earnestness in his expression. The way it seemed as if I'd become the sun in his sky.

"I'll give you my worst thought though, Blake. Even after everything that's happened, I'm gladshewas killed. Because if I'd found you and she'd been alive, I probablywouldhave been responsible for murder. Because nothing would've kept me from you."

Evidently, the mate bond had made me even more crazy, because just the word “her” had me wanting to carve my name in his chest, so everyone knew he was out of bounds.

He smirked at me as if he could read my mind.

"Youcan'tread my mind, right?" I clarified. He chuckled, and the sound reverberated through me.

"No, I can't, unfortunately. But there's nothing a mated monster likes more than feeling his mate’s obsession." I squeezed my eyes shut, blushing even more.

"I can't help it. Everything inside me knows you’re mine, and it doesn't like any reminder that you ever weren’t."

“When I think back on before," he started carefully. "It's all gray. Everything in my life was grey before I met you. I think I’ve always belonged to you. I was born to be yours."

I swooned hearing my mate say that. Except…I kind of needed some information about what “a mate” even meant. Obviously, humans didn’t have anything similar.

"Yeah, about the whole mate thing. I know that it means that you’re mine, and I'm yours. But besides that…I'm kind of lost."

He smiled softly, and I could feel his bond inside of me, gleaming. It was happy about what I’d just said about me being his.

“True mates are rare. In Shadowburn, the legend is that mates are two parts of a soul that somehow were separated. Most creatures don’t have a true mate, and the ones that do, most of them will never find their true mates. They will always walk around with half of their soul in someone else. They say that you can tell the ones who have true mates out there, because they’re doomed to never be all the way happy. They won’t ever feel whole until they find their other half.”

“And that’s what we are? True mates?” His bond inside me fluttered again with happiness. Steele reached towards me and gently pushed a tendril of hair out of my face.

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