Page 35 of Fate & Monsters
But how could a monster have such a gentle touch? What sort of monster kneeled before you as if you were a shrine and he was a devotee to a forgotten god?
“I could do it, you know?” he growled. “It would be so easy to sink my teeth into your flesh and swallow you down. I would feast on you.” The words morphed into an agonized groan. “Gods, how I would feast.”
I jerked reflexively, as if some part of my mind still knew to flee from a predator. A desperate whine lodged in my throat, and my eyes clenched against the prick of needy tears. I wanted. I wanted so badly. Yet I didn’t knowwhatI wanted.
Orange-red eyes hovered over me, piercing me with their intensity. Embers in the dark floating overhead, burning and burning and, oh gods, I was so hot. I was burning. Uncertainty gripped me, holding me in place as those eyes lowered and the beast’s hand descended back down my body.
“You smell mouthwatering.” A hot puff of air tickled my inner thigh. My legs shivered and my core pulsed. “I try, I really do try to resist, you know. I’m sorry that I can’t.”
“What?” The question slipped out inaudibly, vanishing with the wind in the woods. I locked eyes with Mavros and my abdomen tensed with a foreign anticipation.
He moved slowly, as if restraining himself. As if under duress from an internal battle. A thunderous growl rumbled through his broad form, and it had the oddest reaction on my body. Slick liquid dripped from the center of my thighs.
A fist gripped my ankle and nudged it aside, widening my legs. I yelped as he dropped between my parted thighs. Warm air caressed the sensitive, wet part of me and a ripple of aching emptiness tore through me. My heart lodged in the base of my throat as Mavros panted over my dripping core. And the look in his eyes—like a feral beast preparing to tear into a wounded, vulnerable animal.
Large, he was so large. Not even the fading sunlight through the windows gave an accurate size. It was unfathomable, mind-bending. The beast could squish me, envelop me, crush me, tear me apart, rip my flesh from my bones and suck down the marrow. I’d never felt smaller than I did in the moment when the despicable embodiment of my carnal cravings dipped its head between my thighs.
Alarm spiked my blood, and my heart hammered against my ribs. Despite the terror flooding me, my legs dropped open further to accommodate the beast. And a choked groanpulled from me when a wide, flat tongue licked over my inner thigh. My head dropped back, my nails dug in the rug, and my hips rolled forward to chase when his mouth retreated.
A condescending, almost victorious growl vibrated through him. When his tongue licked higher to the soaked, throbbing part of me, a keening cry flew past my lips. His mouth was obscured in darkness, but I felt it. The hot, wet warmth of his mouth opened wide to converge on my core. The flat, textured muscle of his tongue swiping through the buzzing, tender slit between my legs. And the blinding rapture ripping me apart and shattering my foundation. I felt it all.
How had my dreams managed to capture this foreign act and feelsoreal?
A floating sensation took over. There was something freeing about submitting to the darkness buried between my thighs. Giving in and relenting a part of myself that had never been explored before. To have lived all my life in the light and now finding euphoria in the dark. It was unhinged and wicked, but it was wonderful.
A stuttered whining-moan scattered my thoughts. The beast’s tongue probed at my center, delicate at first. Exploring the folds and licking up the slick liquid dripping from me. The flexibility of that tongue astounded me as much as it sucked the breath from my lungs. A sudden jolt of golden bliss in my core had my back bowing off the ground and a strained whimper choking me. Tensionzapped as vibrant as lightning across my skin as that expert tongue flicked, circled, and sucked that bundle of nerves.
I’d never experienced anything like this before. In all the lives I’d lived, all the worlds I’d seen come and go, I didn’t know what was happening to me or how I had dreamt about such a thing. It was new, and strange, and primal, and so,sowonderful. So deliciously frightening yet thrilling it provoked a repeated moan to belt from my lungs and a greedy rocking in my hips.
Claws pricked at tender flesh. Sharp teeth scraped sensitive nerves. My center throbbed as a war of pleasure and fear spread through my core. The beast’s huge hands hooked under my thighs to cradle my hips, holding me in place as he devoured his meal. Delirious heat seeped through my blood and my head spun. I balanced on a delicate precipice between terror and euphoria.
My galloping heart bullied my ribs as the writhing tongue licked from my nerves to my entrance. I had enough time to suck in a breath before he filled me. So thick and long, his tongue filled every crevice of my delicate center. And when Mavros growled… it vibrated inside of me.
Oh, gods.
A vicious shudder swept over me, and my legs clamped around his head. My nails ached from ripping at the ground in search of balance, but nothing could contain me as pleasure left me adrift in a sea of ecstasy. Stars exploded behind myeyes, blurring with the gloaming light through the trees. Lightning sparked along my skin in gentle bursts before circling around to crash in the center of my being.
“Don’t run away from me,” he growled against me, mouth dripping with saliva and my own bodily fluids. His claws gripped harder, holding me down before returning to his meal. And he feasted and devoured until I swore I felt him reaching my heart from within.
Theshlicknoises of his tongue entering me, tasting me, drove me wild. Sensation overwhelmed me and I succumbed, melting into the warm, golden light flooding me. My thighs tensed and my hips squirmed, but Mavros kept his possessive hold as he thrust his undulating tongue into my inner channel repeatedly.
Something primal and astounding was building inside of me. Cosmic dust coalescing into the explosion that would birth the universe. Each stroke of his tongue on my inner walls, seeking, teasing, pleasing, struck raw and untouched nerves just waiting for him to light the spark. The pressure of a thousand suns built within me, expanding ever outward in a great rush of celestial power.
The world darkened as my eyes rolled back in my head. My back vaulted off the ground, and a cry ripped from my throat. His tongue shoved deeper, faster, harder. My hips snapped against his mouth. A keening wail fled my lips. Every fiber ofmy being shattered apart as I was ripped to shreds in the explosion and snapped back together with a blinding, bright clarity.
Darkness, imposing and hungry, rose over me. Only his fire-eyes reached me through the shadows obscuring his frame. A small voice whispered that he would eat me. One small taste of me wasn’t enough. He would want more, need more. All of me, and it still wouldn’t be enough.
“Beautiful light.” Delicate claws brushed through my hair. A soft glow illuminated my hair and skin, and he caressed his dark, dangerous hands over my shining body. Slow, gentle, reverent. A moth worshiping the light of the sun, amazed that he held the center of his world in his unworthy hands. “My light. All mine.”
“Yours…” I meant it as a question, but heady satisfaction and leaden fatigue crushed me. I slipped into subliminal darkness once again as swiftly as I’d almost drowned.
Chapter 13
“Come to mewhenever the dreams become too much to bear alone.”
I jolted awake from another fitful nightmare. Sweat slick strands of hair clung to my temples and cheeks, my breaths rattled in my chest, and my heart thrashed against my ribs. With heaving breasts and shaking arms, I hauled myself upright. The memories of crimson vines coiling around my limbs to trap me and their black thorns mutilating my flesh clung to my mind like a grimy film on glass.
I looked around and recognized my room in the tower. How had I gotten here?
