Page 68 of Monsterland Mayhem
The Caverns are underground.
Let’s see if my cloak holds down there…
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CRAZE
Ailsa’s lipsprovide the sweetest relief. She’s all sugar and innocence, making me want to corrupt her. Taint her with my darkness.Fuck. Her.
I should pull back.
I shouldn’t take advantage of a vulnerable moment.
But there are lots of “shoulds” and “should nots” in life. Yet I never do what is expected or right.
Because I’m not a white knight. Or a good man.
I’m fucking Craze.
And I show her what that means with my tongue.
I take her with abandon. Fucking her mouth. Grabbing her hips. Devouring my sweet little rabbit until she’s panting against my bare chest.
I lost my sweatshirt earlier, the loose fabric not conducive to my weapon of choice. The vines would have caught on it, derailing my movements.
But I’m pleased with that decision now. Pleased that I’m shirtless. Pleased that I can feel her nails clawing at my back.
My Omega is hungry.Starved. And ready to play.
Fuck waiting.
Fuck patience.
Fuck whatever the fuck I’m supposed to think.
I’m panting. Hard. And so pent up that I might burst in my damn pants.
The ropes writhe around her, their magic listening to my command as I tell them to massage her breasts while they move. Her arms are free, but her midsection is wrapped up in enchanted vines. It’s fucking hot. Fucking perfect. Fuckingbeautiful.
She gasps, her long lashes fluttering as she holds my gaze.
I’m fucking feral for this female. I have been since the moment I caught her scent. Fuck, maybe even from the day I found out she existed.
Or before that.
When I dreamt of having a mate.
A queen.
An Omega.
Now my Omega has a face—a very beautiful, fuckingstunningface. One that’s blossoming with shades of red as she kisses me again, her need an aroma I can taste on my tongue.
Graves, I want her.
And I show her that by pressing my thick cock against her, fully aware that our jeans won’t mask my desire.
She stills, her nostrils flaring as her eyes widen. “I want to see all of you,” she tells me, the bold request seeming to take her by surprise because her cheeks turn even redder.
