Page 17 of Monster's Bride


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I swayed helplessly into his orbit, powerless to resist his gravity. “Then claim me,” I replied fervently. Our lips hovered a hair’s breadth apart, electricity charging the scant air between them.

Rhys leaned in for another kiss, but this time there was a sense of urgency to it, his hands roaming my body. His tail came up to caress my thigh, its ridged tip leaving trails of fire on my skin. I could feel his need pressing against me. I was just as hungry for him.

Before we knew it, our clothes were scattered, the fire casting flickering shadows across our bare bodies. Rhys’ wings unfurled, their membrane glowing in the firelight. I couldn’t resist running my hands over them, feeling the warmth of his firm skin beneath my fingers.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation.

I nodded. Everything I felt for him was too big, too powerful for mere words. So instead, I kissed him, pouring all my love and longing into it. Rhys returned my kiss, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin as he slowly snuck into the bed.

We took our time exploring one another, hands gliding reverently over each curve and plane. Our kisses deepened, speaking wordless volumes. I treasured the feel of his strong body against my own, the heat of his skin setting my nerves alight. My breath grew ragged with anticipation for what was to come.

Rhys’ eyes were dark with desire, his restraint hanging by a thread as his hands and mouth claimed me. I was similarly consumed, desperate to show him the depths of my passion. Guiding his hand lower, I sighed in encouragement, signaling my readiness.

As our passion mounted, Rhys’ tail slid up my inner thigh, the ridged tip teasing my most sensitive areas. I gasped at the unique sensation, arching into his touch. With dexterous flicks, his tail stroked and explored my slick folds, quickly building my desire.

His voice was thick, rumbling with a dark craving when he said, “Do you want this, my love? Me, inside of you?” His fierce yet tantalizing tone shot a thrill through my being, and his ridged tail snaked around my calf, squeezing lightly in reassurance.

My fingertips lingered on his hard, toned body. His skin was like a master sculptor’s work of art, smooth and unblemished granite. My breaths grew heavy with anticipation of uncovering the secrets that lay beneath the lingering fabric of his boxer shorts. “Yes,” I murmured in awe, barely believing that this night was really happening.

Rhys tore off his briefs with feline grace, and I gasped at the sight before me. His arousal was undeniable—not of cold stone, but glistening, masculine flesh that shattered all bounds of my imagination. But there was something else too... Something that left me trembling with uncertainty.

“You’re...” I barely managed as he moved on top of me, his hard body yielding to my softness and blending at last like a ripple of water. “So…big.” A hint of trepidation laced the words, though I could not control it.

A confident smirk danced on his lips. “Don’t worry...” he purred against my ear, sending a shudder down my spine. His finger brushed gently across my cheek as he tucked away a strand of hair. “I’ll be gentle.”

A rumbling purr sounded low in his chest. I bit my lower lip, certain he could feel my heart’s frantic gallop against his taut chest. He then moved over me, his strength pressing my thighs wide. His hardness teased at my entrance, pushing against it until he finally slipped in and I let out a gasp of pleasure as I stretched to accommodate him, my nails raking down his back.

“Rhys...” I breathed, my eyes locking with his.

His lips curled up in a grin of satisfaction as he moved inside me, thrusting deeper and deeper with every passing second. All worries melted away in the night. Nothing mattered but the intense pleasure that coursed through us like electricity.

Rhys growled, a low and deep sound that reverberated against my skin. His breath was ragged, hot whispers against my ear. “Do you want more, love?” His voice was thick with desire, like velvet against my senses. “D’you wantallof me?”

Every panting breath was a battle, every motion like an ecstatic ripple that carried me closer and closer to a pleasure I’d never experienced before. “Yes!” I begged, too far gone to care that tears slid down my cheeks. This blissful sensation of finally having him—my beloved dark guardian—was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

He roared in delight as he pushed deeper, sending tremors of pleasure through my body. Skin on skin, we moved together in perfect harmony, his feral desire creating a symphony of ecstasy between us. Rhys kissed away my tears as they fell—blissful at first, then filled with sadness at this feeling that was both so beautiful and so fleeting.

His tail tightened around my thigh as we rode out the waves of pleasure together.We were dancing in a sultry trance as one, and the air around us hummed with electricity. My heart quickened, calling out to him with every beat, until without warning his movements grew more frenzied and intense.

His groan of pleasure pierced through me like an arrow, and I shuddered in his arms, feeling every bit of his desperate need for me echoing within.

“D’you want more?” he asked in a low, sultry voice.

“Yes,” I begged, swept in a flood of sensation. “Yes!”

When I was dripping with need, his tail finally delved inside, thrusting in rhythm with his hardness. I cried out at the dual stimulation, overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being filled so completely. Rhys growled his approval, increasing his pace.

His ridged tail stroked secret places inside me no lover had reached before, the texture and movement an intoxicating contrast to his smooth hardness. We moved as one, his tail and shaft driving me to previously unfathomed heights of bliss.

I clutched his shoulders, teetering at the brink, every nerve alight. With a final deep stroke of his tail, I came undone, pleasure exploding through me in powerful waves. Rhys held me close through each shuddering contraction, our bodies still joined in fathomless rapture.

As I spiraled down from the heights of ecstasy, Rhys gently withdrew his tail, caressing my skin as he slid free. I mewled at the loss, already missing the unique fullness. But he wasn’t done with me yet. Gripping my hips, he drove into me anew, determined to prolong our connection.

“Oh, gods!” I moaned, and wrapped myself around him, eager to give him the same rapture he’d shown me. As we moved together, I knew our bond was unbreakable.

The world around us seemed to slow as we held each other tightly, our passion reaching its peak before finally coming to rest in a blissful embrace. I clung to him, giving him all the love and passion locked inside me, my body quaking beneath his.

“Seraphina...” Rhys breathed, my name on his lips laden with holy reverence.

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