Page 9 of Monster's Prey

“Are you happy now?”

The rumbled question had my eyes darting over the nest again, warmth blooming in my chest once I realized I was.

Until I spotted his neglected erection bobbing in the air. The drop on his tip had flowed into a trail, glossing the length of it.

My brows drew together as I frowned.

“No.”

Chapter Six

Av’dag

Her response brought an end to my purr, the unexpected negative shocking me out of the lulled state I’d been in.

Nala gripped the sides of her dress, pulling it up and over her head in one smooth motion before she tossed it to the side. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of her, a low growl leaving my chest before I could stop it. Her breasts lay heavy against her ribs, her belly and hips gently rounded, and my cock strained painfully at the thought of running my hands over all of her.

I raised my head to watch when she moved, and my gut clenched when she stepped within the bounds of her creation, dropping to straddle my knees with her slick-covered thighs. Her lips were on my cock before I knew what she was doing, and I almost choked on my own tongue as hers laved the underside of my crown.

Lungs stuttering at the feel, I couldn’t stop myself from cradling her head, trying to be mindful of my claws. Lips stretched wide, she engulfed my tip as she looked up at me, hunger in her eyes. Little swirls from her tongue made my toes curl, and when she hummed with my flesh in her mouth, she brought a spurt of fluid from me that she gulped down without releasing her treat.

Small hands wrapping around my shaft, she pumped up and down the length, milking me for more as she continued suckling on the crown. I couldn’t stop my grunts and snarls, the new sensation almost too much.

Curling my fingers in her hair, I tugged until my cock popped free of her plush lips. My little omega struggled to take me back into her mouth, but I was too close to shaming myself to allow her to continue. Her eagerness alone was enough to hold me on the edge of release.

Using her hair, I dragged her body up along mine until the wet valley between her thighs added to the saliva coating my shaft as it rubbed between her folds. I wrapped my other arm around her hips, grinding her on my length as I forced her to arch her back, bringing her breasts in perfect reach of my lips.

Tongue darting out, I licked over one stiff bud before turning to the other and pulling it into my mouth. I let her feel the rake of my teeth on her breast as I sucked the nipple deep, not breaking the flesh, but making her gasp as she writhed atop me.

“Please.”

I switched back and forth between her breasts, licking and nipping and sucking, until her whole chest glistened with saliva, her skin puffy and reddened. Her breaths came in short huffs, her hips rocking over my shaft as she searched for friction. The sweet scent of her slick surrounded us, her heat deepening with the completion of her nest and the presence of an alpha.

“Please, what, little rabbit?”

She panted, soft whimpers leaving her throat as she chased her release.

“I need more.”

Her breathy confession had my cock twitching with eagerness, but I wasn’t sure she was ready. I didn’t want to hurt her, so I’d leave her to determine how much she could handle until I was sure she could take all of me.

“Then take what you need.”

I couldn’t help the growl behind the words, and her entire body shuddered at the sound. She continued rocking for a few more breaths before pressing against the hold of my arm.

Giving her space to move as she needed, I released her and turned my attention back to her breasts. She rose higher on her knees, reaching between us to take my cock in hand and align the tip with her entrance.

I offered a purr to help her body relax as she let her weight drop, impaling herself. She was hot and tight, the sensation of her channel accepting my length making me want to snap my hips upward and bury myself to the root.

Lifting, she wriggled before pushing back down, working to take more of me even as my ridges contracted to pull my shaft deeper inside her. Her legs trembled, her core fluttering as she moaned and whined with the stretch.

“I—I can’t. Please! It won’t fit.”

I growled again, my claws flexing on her bottom as I tried to keep myself under control. My knot was already swelling, but she still hadn’t seated herself, and I needed to lock inside her to plant my seed and my mark.

“You can, Nala. My sweet little rabbit. You can take it.”

I sat up and her hands moved from my stomach to my shoulders as she shook her head. Her muscles quivered with strain, and the edge of worry for her cleared my head.

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