Page 70 of The Monster's Desire

There’s a lovely bottle of half-empty vodka in the front of the cabinet. I grab the handle, yanking it down. I drop it on the counter and look around for a tumbler. Eventually, I give up and drink from the bottle. My nerves are completely shot.

“What the hell did you do to me?” Echo growls.

I jolt, nearly dropping the bottle. I guess I was so preoccupied that I didn’t pay attention to the ward. The vampire grabs the bottle, setting it down on the counter. His hand lands on my hip as the other wraps in my hair. He tilts my head back until my eyes meet his milky white orbs.

Oh shit, Echo’s monster is fully in charge.

“What do you mean?” I lick my lips nervously, sucking off the last drops of remaining alcohol.

“What did your shadows do while they were restraining me?” His arm lifts and he shakes it in my face. “Not even a hint of irritation. I just stood in direct sunlight for over five seconds. My skin should be blistering right now, if not breaking open in spots. The UV shield around the town keeps the sun from being deadly, but it’s still a painful experience.”

I blink, studying his forearm. There are no signs of what he described. My magic pulses, and I’m reminded of how shitty I felt in the clearing for not considering that he might be one of those vampires the sun can be problematic for.

“You made me swallow enough shadows that I thought you were trying to drown me in them.” He nips at my neck, causing my entire body to shiver in response. His tongue flicks over my neck, and my nipples tighten painfully.

“Yeah, well, I thought they were restraining you, but I did feel like a terrible tether for not considering the sun,” I admit, shoving my ass back into his pelvis.

“Is that right?” he muses, teasing his hand around to the button on my shorts.

“Yes,” I agree.

I’m not sure if he mistakes that for consent or if he’s just excellent at pushing boundaries, because he pops the button, handling the zipper before I can blink. “You smell absolutely fucking delicious, and my addiction to your scent is growing over time.”

“I’m sure it’s the power in my blood,” I moan. My head rolls back against his chest as he slides his hand down the front of my shorts, cupping my sex and squeezing my lower lips.

“That’s not it.” His tongue flicks over the column of my neck, making my tits throb. “I’m beginning to think it’s the tether. Or just the smell of your slick cunt egging me on.” His middle finger teases my clit over my panties. I bite my lip to keep from begging him to move lower. “Do you have any idea what I can do when my tongue moves at super speed?”

The moan escapes, despite my best effort, and he grins against my neck and shoulder. I’d normally be a little concerned. Logic dictates keeping a hungry vampire away from your throat is a good idea, but there’s something about the thrill I get from having a predator so close that makes me sure I am too stupid to live.

“No, but I’m totally open to finding out.”

Echo growls and the sound vibrates against my back. My body has a visceral reaction as my core tightens around nothing.

“Such a responsive little thing, aren’t you?” Echo murmurs close to my ear. He squeezes the lips of my sex, and I thrust my ass against his thickening length. “Shall we remove these?” He snaps the band on my panties, and my hand falls down, disintegrating the fabric. “Nice trick.” He chuckles. “How about the top?”

I repeat the process up top, and my heavy tits bounce as they’re freed from their confinement. My nipples tighten in the cool air. Echo licks the shell of my ear as one hand cups my left breast and the other teases over my sex.

“You still smell faintly of the mutt.” Echo works his palm over my clit while sliding a finger down to test my hole. “I don’t like it.”

“Then, do something about it.”

He nips at my neck, lifting me while spinning around. He takes a few steps and sets me on the edge of the counter that has no top cabinets. My hands wrap around the cool surface to keep myself upright while Echo drops to his knees. The long black hair on top of his head falls over his eyes as he pulls my hips forward. My feet come to rest on his back as he crudely licks his lips.

“Hold on tight, baby darkling,” he says, smirking. “I might not stop with just a taste.” His tongue slides out, licking slowly from my hole to my clit. His forearms are trapped under my thighs, but he still manages to pin my pelvis down with his strong hands. He works my sex in different patterns and pressures until my feet bounce against his back as I beg.

At some point during his torment, I release the counter with one hand, burying it in his hair. “I thought you were going to show me what you can do. Teasing is no fun for either of us.”

The speed of his tongue increases until I’m a wriggling, sobbing mess. Sweat breaks out on my hairline as my pleasure coils tight. My tits ache, feeling heavy and tender.

“Not impressed?” he asks, licking his lips.

“Ungh,” I moan, trying to shove him deeper into my sex.

“That’s what I thought.” He moves his hand from holding my hip down to pulling apart the top of my sex. His thumb teases my clit as he switches to tongue fucking me.

My hair falls around my arms as my head falls back. “Deeper!”

Echo works me over as electricity zips through my entire body. My pussy milks his tongue, but I’m desperate for something more. He growls, lifting me with my thighs hanging over his shoulders, and slams my back against the wall. I’m high, but my head doesn’t touch the roof as he licks and sucks me through my orgasm.

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