Page 40 of Monsters Within (The Creatures We Crave 1)
“Do you need help removing your shirt?” he offered, and I swear I saw the faintest pink tint on his cheeks even through the water obscuring my vision a bit.
I expected a hint of shyness to creep in as his hands rested against the hem of my shirt, waiting for my permission to continue, but none came. Perhaps it had been my talk with Elwin about the true depth of the love I held for these three monsters, but I didn’t feel nervous anymore.
A sense of acceptance had washed over me, and it was only further cemented by the way he handled me during this situation with such tender love.
“Yes, please,” I answered a bit breathily, partly due to the pain, but also partly due to the other type of heat that suddenly appeared in a lower area of my body.
His hands began to peel the wet fabric off of me, and I lifted my arms to assist. When the material cleared my head, he tossed it on the far end of the shower and it landed with a heavy plop. That left me in my bra and leggings, and they needed to go as well.
Silently, his eyes questioned what I wanted him to do next, and while I loved that he was a consent king, a part of me wanted him to just rip my clothes off. The sexual need that was building within me had somehow morphed with the pressure in my chest, creating a confusing ball of heat.
I wasn’t sure exactly what I needed, but I had a feeling my body would tell me as we went.
“All of it,” I murmured as I wiped the wet hair from my face, knowing he’d understand what I meant in those three words.
With deft fingers, he undid my bra clasp and eased the straps down my arms until I was left exposed to him. My nipples ached to be touched, and I let out a small whine as his eyes maintained their position on my face, like he was refusing to look at my body.
An unrealistic part of my brain felt like he didn’t like my body, but as soon as I felt the insecurities creeping in, I slammed the door shut on that train of thought. He was being a complete gentleman and concerned about my well-being.
I just wasn’t used to being very vocal in general with my needs, and definitely not my sexual ones, seeing as I’d never had anyone to sate them before. This was so out of my comfort zone, but I needed to step up and ask for what I needed.
“Touch me,” I demanded, realizing he needed a firmer hand to realize I was serious. “I need you, Kylo.”
His head tilted back as his eyes rolled back, and he let out a grunt. “Fucking hell, I barely have a handle on my control right now, darling.”
The solution was astoundingly obvious to me, but clearly he didn’t understand my words completely. I didn’t just want skin to skin, platonic contact. No, I wanted to feel my body come alive under his touch.
Reaching for his hand that was resting on my knee, I grabbed it and moved it to hold my breast in his palm. Closing it, I squeezed in the pressure I wanted as his head snapped down to look at me once more.
“Alexandra, I…” he trailed off as he finally allowed himself to truly look at me. “Fucking hell, you are so beautiful.”
“I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like I need some type of release right now, and all my body can think of is a sexual one,” I hedged, trying my hardest to not drop my eyes in embarrassment. There was no need to feel that way with him, of that I was sure.
His mouth opened and shut in a cycle twice over before he finally choked out, “Are you sure? It feels so wrong to do that when you are in pain.”
Taking a deep breath through another rolling wave of pain, I shuddered. “I have to try something, and this is what my body is telling me. I need this, Kylo.”
I saw the shift in his demeanor the second he gave in, and I sucked in a gasp as he shifted me backwards, lifting me off of him and placing me on a shelf that I hadn’t known was behind my head the whole time with the way I had been facing.
His hands quickly grabbed the waistband of my leggings and tugged them down my legs. It was quite the feat with the wet material clinging to me for dear life, but eventually they were gone and I was left in just my thong. It was a black lace pair, and I lifted my hips to help him get them off, but he didn’t need my assistance.
Instead of pulling them off, he gripped the edges and tugged hard until the material shredded, and he tossed the top scrap to the side.
Damn, that was hot as hell.
This was the commanding side of him that I knew was lurking beneath the surface.
With so much space between us and no contact, I shouldn’t have been surprised at the increase of pain shooting through my chest. “Fuck,” I hissed out through clenched teeth as my eyes closed.
Breathe, Alexandra. Breathe.
Suddenly the pain was ripped away like a blanket as I realized my legs were spread with Kylo’s face between them. My eyes popped open just as his tongue flicked out against my clit, causing my hips to buck of their own accord.
Apparently that wasn’t going to fly, because Kylo quickly draped my legs over his shoulders, spreading me further for him. Curling his arms up, he wrapped his hands around the tops of my thighs, anchoring me in place.
His sapphire eyes stared into mine as he began to flick his tongue across the aching, sensitive spot with fervor. A gasp followed by a moan spilled from my lips as my head fell back against the tiled wall.
Holy hell, this felt amazing. It was nothing like my fingers pleasuring myself.
