Page 89 of Insidious Monsters
He pulled back slightly, a storm swirling in his emerald eyes, and for a moment I was afraid he’d turn away from me, that I’d failed, but instead his grip on me tightened. “You stubborn woman.”
My heart lurched as I drank in every inch of his beloved face. “Say it.”
He exhaled and closed his eyes. “I love you, August. I think I’ve loved you for as long as I’ve been bound to you. I want you with every fiber of my being.” His fingers bit into me, flexing against me as we moved across the room until my back hit the bedpost.
I pushed up on tiptoe, chin up, searching for his lips with mine. “Then show me. Show me how much.”
He hauled me up and claimed my mouth in a ravenous kiss before pulling away. “Enough.”
My pulse pounded as I wrapped my legs around his waist and rolled my hips so I was pushing against his arousal. He felt so fucking good. I needed him and I was willing to play dirty to get him.
He groaned, eyes rolling in pleasure. “Fuck, August. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re hurting me by holding out.” I kissed his jaw, his chin, and then his mouth. “Please. It’s time.” I rubbed against him again. “Oh, God, it’s so past time.”
He let out a feral growl and claimed my mouth. This time the kiss was a tempest. It raged against me, ravaging me, desperate to leave me broken. The post behind me creaked as he pushed me against it, taking and taking, and fuck, I was ready to give.
He tore his mouth from mine to lick and suck down my neck until he reached my chest. I was still wearing the damned ballgown, but not for long. He ripped it from my body, then leaned back to look at my naked torso through the gleaming eyes of his monster.
“I’ve wanted to lick you all over for a long time, August.”
My pulse lurched. “Do it.”
His long monster tongue spilled from his lips, and my body tightened in anticipation.
“Are you ready?”
I nodded, breathless, eager.
He licked me from hip to breast, wrapping the tip of his clever tongue around my nipple and tugging until I cried out with need.
He laved me from navel to breastbone again and again, until I was arching toward him.
“Telarion, please.”
He gripped my ass and hoisted me up before closing his mouth around my nipple, sucking hard enough to draw a line of pleasure from my breast to my core. I threw my head back against the bedpost, peripherally aware of the material between us melting away and his skin brushing mine.
He’d disposed of his clothes. He was naked. I wanted to see. I needed to—his tongue parted my folds and flicked my clit.
I bit back a sob because it felt too good.
His hands were large enough to curl all the way around my thighs. He held me in position and opened me wider.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
I dropped my chin and opened my eyes to see his face changed, savage and monstrous now. His chest was wider, his shoulders more powerful than a moment ago. He was changing into his monster form. I ran my gaze down his smooth, muscle-ribbed torso to the V where his huge cock bounced, erect and ready. Oh, God, he was too big.
“August, I don’t want to hurt you. I can stop now.” His voice was gravel and pain and it made me even wetter.
“No. Please no.” I cupped his chiseled face. “I need you.”
He pushed the huge head of his cock against me, and we both sucked in a breath at the contact. I rolled my hips, reveling in the silken feel of him. He adjusted his grip to cup my ass.
“August…” He dropped his forehead to mine, his focus on the point where our bodies would meet.
“Please…” I pushed my hips up to meet his.
His chest vibrated as he pushed into me an inch at a time. Oh, fuck. Oh, he was huge.
