Page 12 of Love & Monsters
I screamed when the pleasure exploded in my core. It didn’t sound like my voice, and the tenacity of it surprised me. But every nerve in my body was alight and I couldn’t stop as each new movement of his tongue still wriggling inside me drew my orgasm out.
Another low growl escaped the demon between my legs, and another spike of fear jolted through me. I had only just relaxed into the warm afterglow of release when his tongue slithered out of me and back behind his sharp teeth. His eyes were still almost entirely black, but I noticed a small waver as the yellow of his iris came back.
My cramps vanished, and I slumped into the mattress, panting as my head came back down from the clouds. Slowly, Vadric’s hands vanished from my hips, and it surprised me at how cold I felt again when he moved away. Looking around in the dark, I felt the edge of the bed dip and watched him shove away with a deadly snarl that caused me to gasp.
Was he going to eat me now that he’s had a taste? As scary as that thought was, I still blushed. What the hell just happened?
“Vadric?” I found my voice to speak his name, gingerly pushing the skirt of the dress back down to cover my legs.
He turned away from me, and I caught the steady, agitated swish of his blue tail. His wide shoulders were rising and falling steadily with each heavy breath he took. One hand covered his face, and he didn’t turn back around to look at me.
“Go back to sleep, Mina,” he said without turning to face me. After that, he stomped away into the darkness of the dungeon and out of sight. Leaving me once again alone and terrifyingly unsure of my future.
Eight
I woke again in the dark, only a few flickering sconces on the dungeon walls lighting up the dreadfully oppressive space. This time, I felt utterly alone. Only the thick fur blanket draped over my shoulders eased the cold that seemed to have seeped into my bones overnight.
Swallowing over my dry tongue, I took a steadying breath and stretched out the aches of sleeping for too long. My cramps faded, and I felt nothing slick between my legs. What had Vadric done to me?
My thoughts strayed back to that intense moment. I recalled the feeling of his enormous hands on my legs, the tips of his claws on my skin, his heated breath fanning my core, and his tongue snaking deep into my cunt. Why had he done it? Why had I let him?
That experience had been both the most terrifying and thrilling of my life. The pleasure he made me experience was so primal and alien that it scared and excited me he could make me feel like that.
I’d been with men before, of course. As a woman in her mid-twenties, and a bustling life, it wasn’t unusual. Partners came and went throughout my life since I was in high school. Lovers and friends who had all left some mark on me at one point.
Nothing came close to what Vadric did to me. That monstrous tongue and his impressive size that made me fear and want him at the same time. Perhaps the worst part was that I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to do it again.
But when I woke up alone, there was a fresh bowl on the low table. It smelled like roasted meat and looked like a brown stew. There was half of a chunk of fresh bread, a plate of fruit, and little green and red orbs that were grape adjacent.
I didn’t see Vadric in the deep recesses of the dungeon. There were too many columns and shadows for him to have vanished into, and maybe I shouldn’t go looking for him right now.
Instead of following my curiosity to find him, I ate. My hunger was too great to ignore, and I stuffed my face with every morsel on the table. I didn’t stop to think if the food here was edible for me, because it smelled decent enough and I was starving. The taste wasn’t bad at all, and I savored every drop of that stew.
When had someone brought food down here? Did Vadric eat too? How long was I asleep?
It wasn’t as chilly in the dungeon now, yet I kept the fur wrapped around my shoulders. After eating, I huffed and turned over the peculiar thoughts in my mind. Nothing broke up my thoughts except the soft whistle of flowing air and dripping cave water somewhere deeper in the dungeon.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Eventually it was too quiet, and I was too alone. I didn’t want to stay in this bed thinking about the monsters in the city or what would happen to me when this mysterious Lord came back. Vadric was nowhere to be seen, and even after what happened last night, he was my only source of companionship down here.
I needed to ask about this world I was in and learn something while I still could. So, putting on my big girl pants, I tightened the blanket around my shoulders and pushed off the low bed.
The stone was cold under my bare feet, and I wondered where my athletic clothes were now. They might have been muddy, but I think running shoes would have been better than nothing. I suppose as a prisoner, it didn’t matter now.
My bare feet padded silently over the chilly ground. Even the blanket dragging behind me was only a soft whisper. I strained my eyes, peering into the shadows, looking for Vadric’s massive form.
For a moment, I wondered if he found a way out and left me behind. I wouldn’t exactly blame him if he had, but there was a pinch in my chest at the thought all the same.
At first, I didn’t see him, but I heard something in the darkened corner. A slight rustling, like the sounds of someone moving quickly yet trying to remain quiet. Then I took another slow step and heard him breathing quick, short breaths as if he were exerting himself.
When my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I made out the outline of his massive frame. He was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, head arched back with his knees slightly bent. Even before I was close enough to see everything, a mental picture formed quickly in my mind as I continued to listen to Vadric grunting under his breath.
My first reaction was shock, followed by embarrassment, then quickly forming into a blossoming curiosity that dipped into my belly as a warm coil. That feeling spread outward through my entire body, flowing into my limbs. It nestled in my core as a living flame and my cheeks flushed.
Another step into the darkness and I finally saw his muscled arm underneath his black leather pumping steadily over his lap. With the angle his long leg was bent, I couldn’t see everything fully, but his motion alone told me that his length was impressive.
And I wanted to see more. So, as if they had a mind of their own, my feet carried me deeper into the shadows where Vadric hid.
