Page 86 of Their Lethal Pet
Ican’t.
Because I’m too lost to the heat blossoming between my thighs.
His featherlight strokes are so different from my own, his teasing caress somehow bolder. More enticing. Moreintense.
Yet he’s barely done anything at all. Just a few brushes here and there, and now he’s simply resting his palm against my mound. Unmoving. Tempting.Hot.
“Reaper.” His name is barely audible, my throat seeming to close before I’m able to say more.
“Mmm, my name sounds good in that breathy tone,” he murmurs. “Say it again, pet. Say it and tell me what you want.”
I… I don’t know what I want.
No one has ever touched me like this.
I’ve only ever been alone.
What does he want me to say? What should I ask him to do?
“I…” I swallow, my nerves fraying at the ends. His palm is a brand against my mound, his fingertips so close to where I need them.Lower.“Please go lower, Reaper.” The request feels foreign on my tongue, yet right. “More, please. Touch me… more.”
Fae, I don’t even know what I’m saying. But… but Ineedthis. Him. His fingers. His?—
A moan slips from my mouth as his fingertip caresses the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top of my sex.My clit, I think, familiar with the term from an anatomy class. I’m also familiar with how it feels.
But this is…
This is sooo much better.
It’s electric.
It’s fire.
It’s intensity personified.
“Is this what you need, pet?” he asks against my ear.
“Yes,” I hiss, pushing into his hand. “Fae, yes…” I’m not sure when I started sayingfaeinstead ofmonster, but I don’t care.
All that matters is Reaper’s touch. His finger gliding through my damp folds. His palm against my clit.
Ohhh…
The sounds escaping me are ones I’ve never heard before. But I can’t stop. Everything is burning. My insides. My thighs. Mycore.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Reaper says as his finger slides into me. “We’re going to have to prepare you to properly take us, pet.” He kisses my thundering pulse. “Don’t worry. I know just what to do.”
His hand moves against me, sending jolts of pleasureup my spine. I twist and push and ride the waves of rapture overtaking my body. It’s growing. Mounting. Turning into an eruption that’s borderline frightening.
A scream rips from my throat as the climax hits, my legs shaking in response as my lower halfburns.It’s so damn hot. So incredibly powerful. So electrifying.
I feelalive.
Yet I can hardly breathe.
And Reaper… he’s still touching me. Stroking me. Inside and out.
I grab his wrist.
