Page 85 of The Monster's Desire

“That goes both ways, doll.” My fingers slide over the silky material of the dress, teasing her plump pussy lips. Her breathing gets ragged when I push where she’s most desperate for my touch. “I’ve got a full-blown fucking addiction to the sounds you make when I tease you.” I nip at the shell of her ear as she grinds back against my thickening length. “I fucking love that you’re as desperate for me as I am for you.”

“I really am.” Her hand stretches back, cupping my cock, and a low growl escapes my chest. “I remember how much you enjoy eating me out from behind.”

Normally, I would call her out for trying to take the lead, but I couldn’t give a fuck less right now.

I nod against her throat. “Hands on the desk. If you’re a good little fuck toy, Imightgive you what you’re desperate for.”

My cock thickens as I stare at her shape. She stretches out languidly, and I bite my lip to keep from spanking her naughty ass. She loves to push boundaries. Let’s face it—I enjoy it just as intently, because it means I get to punish her.

I fist her hair, keeping it out of the way as I unzip her with my free hand. She’s not wearing a bra, and the three strings of visible material barely qualify as panties.

“Fuck,” I groan, licking and kissing my way across her shoulder. The thin straps of her dress fall down her arms. It’s been a lot of years since I was inside anyone. I’ve got to make sure she’s good and satisfied before I shove my cock into her tight little cunt. Otherwise, I’ll ruin our first true time together.

“You asshole.” Wraith’s voice appears before he does. Where Malice and I rely on the shadows for siphoning, Wraith doesn’t have the same rules to follow when it comes to the universe. He appears on the desk with his hands stretched back behind him.

I laugh because I knew he’d be along shortly.

“Well, that was super surprising,” Nadia says seductively. “And also extremely hot. Do I finally get to see what’s under the robe?”

I work on sliding her dress down and off her arms while scratching my stubble over her shoulder. The fabric falls to the floor as I tease and tantalize her flesh. She steps out of it while working her hands inside Wraith’s robe. The look on his face is pure anticipation.

“You know you’re about to fuck up his world, right, doll?” I chuckle against her shoulder as my left hand pulls her hips back. “He’s never—”

“Knight,” he growls in warning.

“Never what?” she asks, tossing back the sides of his robe.

Wraith quickly shrugs out of it and the silly coat he always wears underneath it. His hands land on her face, brushing her hair back. It’s quite a tender moment. I take the opportunity to slice her panties on either side, using my claws to make the process quick and seamless.

“I hadn’t held interest in sex,” he clears his throat, “ever, really, until I met you.”

“That sounds worse than it was,” I pipe in. “You should clarify what you mean by that.”

He grimaces. “Of course. It wasn’t until we saw you many years later that a spark of attraction grew. The first time we met, that was purely us saving your life. We didn’t come across you again for a long time. Eventually, you came up in conversation and we opted to check in on you. Only, I miscalculated the time difference between Hell and the human realm. As such, we found you to be much older than we anticipated. You were well into your twenties and—”

Thankfully, she takes pity on him, cutting him off. “That’s significantly less creepy than watching me for all those years.” Nadia works his belt as Wraith continues gently petting her head. He truly is clueless.

“That would be inappropriate.” He nods. “No, the first time we met, I was simply intrigued on why any mother would attempt to—”

I slap the shit out of him in the stomach, shaking my head. What the fuck his problem? Now is not the time for any of that bullshit.

“Oh, of course. I’m sorry.” He grimaces. “I often have trouble reading the room.”

“How about you just stretch back and let me make you feel as good as you’ve made me feel over the last few years?” She slides his zipper down.

“I’m not opposed to that idea in the least.” He smiles bashfully. I’m pretty sure Nadia could eat him alive and he’d be here for it. She pulls his jeans down, and Wraith pushes up to make it easier. Her shadows yank at the bottom and then he’s nude.

I get back to work, shoving her forward before hitting my knees behind her. My true tongue flicks out, teasing from her clit to her hole. I briefly consider beginning to prep her ass. With four of us, she’s certainly going to have to get creative with positions and orifices.

“Holy fuck,” Wraith groans.

Nadia chuckles. I can’t see what she’s doing, but I’m fairly sure she’s blowing his mind. At least, that’s what it sounds like from the highly satisfied noises he’s making.

I pull her ass cheeks apart. My forked tongue flicks over her clit, but I’d really like to fuck her cunt with it. I wrap my arms around her legs.

“Keep her steady,” I growl.

“Got it,” Wraith mutters.

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