Page 30 of Love & Monsters
“Harder.” My hands moved up his chest, curling over his shoulders. Digging my nails into him even though I knew they wouldn’t break his tough skin. I needed him to give me more.
“Fuck, Mina. Are you sure?” Vadric angled his head to look down at me and groaned when he caught sight of our joined bodies. I didn’t need to answer. The sight of us fucking was enough to spur him on.
He pumped into me harder and faster. My pussy took in as much of his cock as I could manage. That was a lot. Vadric drilled into me so hard, and the ridges on his shaft constantly pressed against my g-spot.
The electric tension surrounding us thickened, dancing over our skin as we rocked in sync against each other. My nails clawed at his shoulders, frantically pulling at him, while each pump of his hips drew moans of ecstasy from my lips.
My skin flushed. Heat speared through me like lava from my head to my curling toes. My veins filled with living fire and a heavy wound coil tensed in my belly. The coil went tighter and tighter with each ridge of that monstrous cock sliding in and out of me.
An orgasm raced at me, hitting me so fast my vision went dark. I saw stars behind my eyes and screamed at the top of my lungs. Every inch of my body shook like I was being electrocuted as the pressure of my release blossomed from my core and throughout all my limbs.
“Vadric! Oh, my god!” I cried and substantial tears slipped free from the corners of my eyes. Those wonderful, deadly ridges on his cock wouldn’t let my orgasm end. It kept going, drawing wave after wave of aftershock from me. As if I were coming again and again. One climax right after the other.
“Mina, that’s so tight. I can’t hold back.” His voice was a strained rumble.
“Vadric,” I whined, “I can’t stop coming.” He heard that and roared like a monster. I couldn’t stop shaking as his cock pumped into me and sent me reeling from the mind-blowing string of orgasms.
Vadric threw back his head and bellowed his pleasure to the sky, hips thrusting quick and shallow into me. I sucked in a sharp breath when I suddenly felt the thick, hot ropes of his cum spilling inside of me. There was so much of it I could feel it quickly spilling out as his movements slowed.
The wild waves of pleasure in my core didn’t stop until Vadric withdrew from my body. A few more ropes of his cum spilled across my stomach, making me gasp at the warm, sticky sensation. Finally, my muscles gave out. I melted against the ground, feeling the cool grass, and bunched up dress behind my back.
“Are you alright, little one?” Vadric’s hand skimmed over my shoulder and up to my cheek. I pressed my face into his palm, closing my eyes.
“Yes. Oh, god, yes.” My overstimulated body was still internally quivering, almost as if I were freezing from within despite the burning heat on my skin. As my vision went dark, I couldn’t open my eyes again. I tumbled into the abyss of exhaustion that clawed me down as I passed out.
Seventeen
When my eyes fluttered open, I was staring through an open patch in the leaves overhead. I watched them rustle together from a silent breeze, showing me the red aurora in the sky. The sound of the trickling hot spring made the memories from last night rush through my mind.
Instantly, I jolted upright. An intense ache between my thighs stopped me. I groaned from the slight throbbing pain, remembering Vadric thrusting into me and coming until I passed out.
God, that had never happened to me before in my life. It slightly embarrassed but excited me at the same time. Those intense, pleasurable sensations astounded me. It surprised me that my thoughts already wondered when we could do that again.
However, when I looked around at the thrown together camp, there was no sign of Vadric. I lied on a thin blanket that might have been a bedroll from the bag. And when I looked down, I wore a fresh set of clothes, and I didn’t feel dirty underneath them.
Had Vadric cleaned and dressed me as I slept? How long had I been asleep?
There was a small campfire nearby, but I didn’t need the warmth it emitted. The temperature and slight whispering wind made it feel perfect here, and I started thinking about seasons and if this world experienced them.
Naturally, my mind went to where Vadric disappeared to. The hot spring was empty and the only evidence I had of his existence was in the throbbing between my thighs. My negative thoughts plagued my mind, telling me he left me and would never come back. They were hard to squash with how wild my time in this world had been already.
I tried to distract myself while waiting for him to come back. At that time, I examined the clothes on my body. The trousers were soft and tight, made of a dark maroon woven material that reminded me of leggings. The top was a loose-fitting black fabric that evoked images of a goth pirate in my mind. Not perfect, but better than a servant’s dress with dried cum on the skirt.
A snapping twig and heavy footsteps on the ground made me jump to my feet. Some instinct in my mind that told me I still needed to be fully alert to my surroundings in this realm made me feel anxious as the noise grew louder. It wasn’t until I saw Vadric appearing from the darkness that I could take in the breath I’d been holding.
“Mina.” He paused and his eyes widened as he looked over at me. “I didn’t expect you to be awake. I went hunting.”
It was then I noticed the chicken sized bird creature slung over his shoulder. Brown feathers stuck out at odd angles from the struggle of dying. My stomach decided that was a good time to twist with hunger, as if the trauma of the past few days made me forget that eating was a necessity to live.
“Yeah, I just woke up.” I felt incredibly awkward for some reason. My choice of words made me internally cringe. What was I supposed to talk about with Vadric after last night?
He walked past me to the low fire and simply tossed the feathered beast directly into the flame. I balked and started stuttering at the sight. Every human cooking instinct I had was blaring like an alarm in my mind to witness that.
“Are you feeling alright, little one?” Vadric’s voice was so close that I jumped. My shock at his disregard for good culinary skills made me unaware of him getting into my space.
When I looked up at him, the concern in his eyes threw me into another whirlwind of thoughts. They rattled my brain around in my head like a nut in a jar. “Am I feeling alright?”
“Last night.” His head dipped, one of his large hands rose to cup my face. He skimmed his thumb over my cheek. I leaned into his warmth without realizing it. “Did I hurt you?”
