Page 101 of The Monster's Desire

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The next several days are spent almost exclusively fucking. Nadia is insatiable and none of us mind a bit. It’s early in the morning, but Nadia sleeps on my chest. I don’t require rest like she does. However, I love the way she cuddles close and the fact I can stare at her for hours without it coming off as creepy.

She’s utterly beautiful with her lashes fanning over her lightly freckled cheeks. I’m obsessed with the tiny mewls and grunts she lets out when my touches wake her.

“Nice tits, little witch.” Athos appears next to the bed in a swirl of silvery-blue smoke.

Ridge lets out a feral growl, but Nadia mutters a sleepy, “Thanks.”

I glare, but Nadia’s eyes pop open, catching my gaze. Her eyes crinkle at the edges as her fingers brush my chest, and I give her a quick peck on the lips.

“Sorry to interrupt the adorableness that is the five of you in one giant, butt-ass-naked puppy pile.” Athos laughs. “But you’ve again got quite the crowd brewing on the front lawn.”

“Fuck,” Knight groans.

“I’ll check it out.” I carefully move Nadia aside, levitate out of the bed, and manifest my clothing. I leave the hood down for the moment. If I allow them to see me, then I can always pull it up if the need calls for it.

“They’re not a threat.” Athos chuckles. “They’d like to schedule appointments with the healer.” He snorts and disappears.

Nadia grunts, sitting up. Her hair is wild and messy, and she’s still full of all our cum.

“I’ll tell them you need a few minutes.” I kiss her cheek and siphon outside. I stay in the shaded area of the porch.

I frown, taking in the crowd. Athos wasn’t kidding or exaggerating. They’re all female supernaturals. They stand in small clusters, talking animatedly amongst themselves.

I leave my hood back and allow myself to become visible. “Nadia was sleeping. She’ll be down shortly. I don’t think I need to make threats about what will happen if anyone tries to harm my bonded mate.”

“And I thought Echo was disturbing,” a woman with blonde hair says, making her way up the steps. “Hey, I’m Jenny. You helped Nadia take out my friend Sabine’s dad.” She holds out a hand, and I blink at it for several long seconds. I gather my wits and shake the female wolf’s hand. Now that I can smell her up close, it’s clear she’s a shifter. “Thank you. He was the most awful kind of wolf there is.”

I bow my head, releasing her hand. “Of course, and I agree.”

The door opens.

Nadia steps outside, glancing between me and the female wolf. She looks a little like she might claw Jenny’s eyes out, and a depraved part of me loves seeing her as territorial as I feel.

Jenny gives Nadia a sheepish smile and shrugs. “You said to give you a few days to settle in and you’d see what you could do about helping us have some control over our reproductive rights.”

Nadia takes a step back as she swipes hair out of her face. “I did, but you also know how my magic changed you.”

“That’s a chance we’re willing to take,” one of the women calls from the group on Ridge’s front lawn.

Nadia gives the woman a soft smile. “Glad to see you looking so much better.”

“I can’t thank you enough.” The woman comes forward, and I realize she’s not much older than a teenager. “I don’t think anyone would have stopped him if you didn’t.”

Nadia swallows thickly, stretching out a hand for mine. “This is Sabine. Drake was her father.” My eyes widen. God, I wish I had the chance to devour him again. She’s quite petite and delicate for a shifter. It makes his actions even more difficult to fathom. “Go ahead and let the guys know. We definitely won’t be leaving today if I have this many patients to see.”

“Of course, love,” I agree, pulling her hand to my mouth.

“Ahh, God. I cannot wait until I meet my mate,” Sabine says in an airy voice.

I’m sure she has some lasting damage from her asshole father, but it’s clear she still has hope, and that makes me very happy. I give a small smile and head back into Ridge’s house to let the others know we won’t be leaving just yet.

ChapterThirty-Three

Nadia

The number of female supernatural creatures who have gone without a healer or other type of witch is astounding to me. It’s not necessarily difficult to understand why the witches chose to leave North Falls, but it doesn’t help my opinion of Carinaat all.

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