Page 49 of Monster's Obsession

I threw my head back, crying out as the orgasm spun through my body. Asmoday thrust one more almost violent time and then froze, warmth filling me as he found his own release. After a few moments, he gently pulled out and dropped into his office chair, pulling me down into his lap.

Stroking my hair, he murmured, “Such a dumb rule that professors and students aren’t allowed to live together.”

I chuckled. “If I weren’t still a student, I doubt you’d find it such a dumb rule.”

“Maybe not,” he conceded. “But after spending the summer living with you, I seriously cannot wait to do it on a permanent basis.”

“That’s only because of the boob sex.” Although, admittedly, the boob sexwashot.

“That’s definitely part of it.” He winked. “Three more years. And then you graduate. Are you going to take that teaching job they’ve already promised you?”

“I think so. Tutoring Krishna last year was surprisingly fun. I think I’m going to like being a professor someday.”

“You were a phenomenal help. He’s really thriving now.”

I nodded. “He has so much more confidence. Do you know that he’s planning to start a fetch club?”

Asmoday laughed and hugged me tightly for a moment before kissing the top of my head. “How about if I sweeten the deal?”

I arched my brows, waiting.

“If you take on the professorship, we can finally share a room. And I have a guy. He can put in a hot tub.”

My eyes widened, probably to comical proportions. “Oh, Asmoday, you do say the sweetest things,” I crooned.

He cupped my face, staring into my eyes, all playfulness gone. “Seriously. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you. As mates.”

I offered up a wobbly smile. I had to blink rapidly too; for some reason my eyes were watering. My lust demon was such a romantic.

“I love you, Asmoday.”

“Daruka, I love you too. So much.”

I climbed off his lap and straightened my uniform. “Okay, so, seriously, you going to give me the answers to your tests?”

He buttoned his fly and slipped his arms into his cloak, adjusting it so that his wings could fit through the specially designed holes cut into the back. “You’re going to have to earn them.”

“I thought I just did.”

“Hey, I’m a professor now. I have morals.”

I blew a raspberry. “You’ll fuck your student but not give her answers to the test? That’s how you define having morals?”

He laughed and curled his arm around my waist, hauling me flush to his body. “You and me, Daruka. We’re a great team. And you know what?”

“What?” I was already breathless, already ready to shag him again. This man of mine. He claimed he was obsessed, but so was I.

“We’re going to live happily ever after.”

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