Page 89 of Monster Mishap

He growls and crawls on top of me. I laugh and try to squirm out from under him. Grabbing my wrists, he pins my hands above my head and brushes his nose against mine.

“Is that what you learned?”

“No,” I confess. “It’s the sarcasm again.”

“Thatillnessis annoying.”

I pretend to be offended. “It’s a condition, Orcus. I can’t help it.”

“Who knew my mate would be so infuriating?”

“Hey!” I try to buck him off but it’s no use. My legs are like jelly. “I’m not infuriating. I’m the best mate you’ve ever had.”

He smirks then steals another kiss. My body melts beneath him and he hums in approval, taking all the fight out of me with that claiming. We break apart and he stares at me, forehead lined with concern.

“I’m okay,” I promise. “I should probably stretch, and it wasn’t only the walk with your mom. I’ve done a lot of walking in those sandals Zyla gave me and they’re not exactly meant for travel.” I lift up and brush my lips over each of his cheeks. “Thank you for caring about me.”

“Someone has to,” he grumbles.

A huge smile bursts across my face right as my stomach growls obnoxiously loud. Orcus closes his eyes and sighs. “You’re hungry.”

“Aren’t you?” I ask with a laugh. “We haven’t had breakfast yet.” He gives me a look that screams it’s unacceptable for me to feel hunger, and I laugh again. “Okay, okay, grumpy. What are we having for breakfast?”

“I have an idea,” he says, dropping his hips to meet mine and rocking his erection over my cunt. “First, I’ll fill that pretty mouth with my seed, then I’ll feed you sweet stacks.”

“Pancakes?”

“No, sweet stacks.”

“Fluffy little circles with syrup?” I ask with an arched brow.

“Yes.”

I nod. “Pancakes, but first, cum.”

THIRTY-THREE

Suction cup pussy

DAISY

Two blissful days pass holed up in Orcus’ room. My monster feeds me, fucks me, makes love to me, kisses me. He gives me everything and I give back everything I can. Eventually though, my body is too sore to continue our lovefest.

I snuggle against his body as he lays beside me and sigh, relishing in the way my legs are absolutely covered in our cum. We haven’t taken a bath yet today, but it’s only a matter of time before Orcus decides I need one. I’ll admit, at first it was strange to have someone get so upset at the thought of me not taking care of myself, but now I understand.

This is what love is like.

Or at least, the beginning stages of it.

And it’s not only him worrying about me. I make every attempt to care for him while we’re together. Sometimes though, taking care of him means letting him take care of me. Am I the world’s most spoiled brat? Yes. Do I love it? Also yes. So as our little vacation from reality comes to an end, my chest aches.

There’s so much going on that it would be selfish to stay here. We’ve already been selfish enough, but I’m thankful for the time.

“You’re sad,” he murmurs, tugging me on top of him. My thighs part and my dripping pussy suctions to his stomach. His eyes darken, not at all grossed out, and his fingers grip my ass, sliding my body up and down his torso, coating himself in our combined essence. “Why are you sad?” he asks once he’s sufficiently covered.

“I don’t want to leave.”

“Me either,” he admits. “But there’s so much going on.”

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