Page 31 of Aberrant Monsters
A floor-to-ceiling window overlooked snow-capped mountains beneath a moonlit sky.
This spot, right here, was a place suspended in space and time. I padded across the room past the low leather sofa and round coffee table to stand before the glass. My reflection looked back at me, soft lips parted in wonder, eyes too bright.
Another figure appeared behind me, broad-shouldered and naked from the waist up, showcasing washboard abs and hard, flat pecs that would make any sane female mewl with need. My gaze dropped to his Adonis belt, the delicious V that pointed to a prize I was certain was worthy of the rumors that circulated about his prowess, then up to a face that was almost too beautiful to look at. He’d left his silken dark locks unbound tonight and tendrils kissed his high cheekbones. His dark, slanted eyes were fixed on the vista ahead with an almost nostalgic look.
“We don’t have an appointment tonight, August,” he said.
“I know. I was hoping you could make an exception.”
“It would last longer if you allowed me to administer it in the old-fashioned way.”
A shiver skated up my spine. “No. Thank you.”
He sighed. “You’re lucky I’ve had several clients already today.”
In other words, he had fuel to share. “I really do appreciate this, Lothos.” I turned to look up into the face of the fae who had become a friend to me the past few weeks. “I don’t know what I’d have done if you’d turned me down.”
A slight frown marred his smooth forehead. “You helped me when no one else would. There is no debt between us, August. I consider you a friend, and I take care of my friends.”
I exhaled and nodded. “Thank you, because it’s bad.” I clasped my hands together tightly to quell the tremor. “Lothos, it’s really bad.”
“I know, I can sense it.” He dipped his head and inhaled. “Smell it.” His tone thickened. “The hunger would stay dormant for longer if you allowed me to—”
“No. Please.” I closed my eyes. “I can’t dothatwith just anyone.”
He ran the backs of his knuckles down my cheek and the knots in my muscles unwound. “I know, August, I understand, and I respect that. I’ll do my best to give you all that I can.”
I opened my eyes when he gently took my hand and led me to his bedchamber.
The first time we’d done this, I’d insisted on doing it standing up, thinking that I’d be able to control it better, maintain my faculties. I’d achieved that, but then I’d been back here less than twenty-four hours later begging for more.
Turned out that to get the most out of this, I needed to let go and take what he offered. This way I could go a couple of days before the hunger got bad.
Lothos’s huge bed was made, pillows fluffed, sheets smelling like an ocean breeze. I scrambled onto it and lay down, hands at my sides.
Yeah, this was always how we started out, with me stiff and stoic, eyes on the ceiling, ready for an injection of sexual energy. Creatures like Lothos usually fed on people’s sexual energy, giving them many orgasms in the process. Some fed on life force and others could feed off both, but what they didn’t tell the average Joe was that creatures like Lothos could also channel the energy outward. Gift it to another if they wished to.
I was lucky I had an incubus friend like him. So fucking lucky.
Lothos joined me, lying beside me with a small smile. His dark eyes were warm with compassion as he looked down at me. “Are you ready?”
My gaze dropped to his mouth. “Yes.”
His head dipped and his mouth captured mine. The contact was electric, sending heat through my body down to the apex of my thighs, where it throbbed, begging for more. My reservations melted as I parted my lips, allowing the invasion of his sweet tongue. Oh, God, he tasted like cotton candy. I wanted, needed more, and he gave it to me, channeling waves of sexual energy into me that left me wet and aching. I arched against him, hands raking through his hair, devouring his mouth, hungry for more. His weight settled over me, pushing me into the mattress so I could feel his arousal. I could have it. I could let him fuck me, and the hit… oh, God, the hit would be so good. For a moment I allowed this new part of me to be free, sucking on his tongue and moaning into his mouth with each wave of power he funneled into me. I pushed my hips up to meet his groin, gasping as the thick heat of his arousal rubbed against my slick core.
Just do it.
Take it.
Own it.
No. That wasn’t me.
I couldn’t use someone like that. I wouldn’t take from someone’s body and not whole-heartedly give them mine.
Lothos broke the kiss, looking down at me with amber-rimmed irises. “It’s all right. I won’t let you go further. But you need more. I can feel it.”
I nodded. “Please.”
