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“Fuck yeah. I watched the whole thing at least twenty times in the last hour. It was so fucking hard not to rush here, but you’re being watched by the fucking traitor.” Monroe crosses the room and plops down on the bed beside me, engulfing me in a hug and rolling on top of me.
Leaning down, he kisses me without hesitation as if he wants nothing more than to get rid of the pout crossing my face. And it works. The relief I feel in this moment, knowing that I don’t have to explain anything is like a weight eases off my chest. I was going to risk my tongue to do so.
I pull away from him and meet his eyes. “Should we be worried? What if he does something because you know? Did you hear what he said about Alex? Where are Knox and Sawyer?” The questions tumble out of my mouth one after another, and I search Monroe’s gaze for answers.
He raises an eyebrow. “I need to work on my distracting skills, little bird. You shouldn’t even be able to think with me on top of you.”
Blush creeps over my face, warming my cheeks. I feel his body arouse against mine. His hard-on presses into my leg as I squirm under his hot scrutiny.
“That’s why you’re here,” I say, biting my bottom lip between my teeth. He doesn’t give me any answers except for kissing me again. He came to check on me and to ensure I was okay—distracted instead of freaked the fuck out.
The desperation of his mouth speaks volumes. I don’t think he has the answers, or he doesn’t want to share them with me just yet. He wants to be with me and help settle my racing heart first before anything else.
And I allow him to.
Monroe breaks from my mouth, knowing I’m not going to talk anymore. He kisses my jaw and glides his tongue down my throat, kissing me inch-by-inch as he works his way lower. He shimmies between my legs, pulling up my shirt to kiss my boobs, and he makes me laugh by blowing against my cleavage.
“You can stop me if you’d prefer to talk, Hayley.” His mumbling voice vibrates against my skin. “But you need to know that nothing, and I mean fucking nothing, takes precedence over taking care of you right now. Not when you look as if you’re going to break at any second. We have everything under control. Sawyer and Knox are strategizing and getting shit together. We’re good. You’re going to be better as long as you let me have my way. I’ll tie you up and silence you otherwise until you can’t think about anything outside of me.” Monroe watches me for a reaction. “Is that okay?”
I shift my body, spreading my legs wider. It’s as if he knows exactly what I want and need. I hate stressing and worrying. I hate feeling as if the world will explode. I hate even more thinking that I had to deal with this alone. I’m so used to it that it’s like his playful, sexy demands banish the whirlwind emotions from me, leaving behind only desire and the need to do as he says.
“Yes. It’s more than okay. Do what you think is best for me. I just...I don’t want to think anymore. Fuck me until I can’t.” I know he always wants me to speak up because he’ll never assume with me. It’s gotten easier and easier to do so. And his constant affirmation and reminding me helps. He likes when I tell him everything on my mind. He’s insistent that he doesn’t have to guess. I know it’s because he worries. One day, I hope he doesn’t have to. I hope none of us have to worry about anything except each other. “I know you wanted to earn that right, and you have. I’m yours. I need you to take care of me.”
He graces me with a sexy smile, his eyes trailing down my arms to my hands, linking our fingers together. “You really want to be my good girl, little bird? I know your dhampir side has a naughty streak I know I’ll want to tame. Seeing you embrace your savage side drives me wild.”
“Maybe I need that.” I comb my fingers through his hair. “I don’t know how to control myself on my own.”
Stretching my arms up, he kneels between my legs and leans in, pressing his mouth to my ear. “Fuck, you’re so sexy. So hot. I feel like the luckiest man because you trust me enough to allow me this power over you. If there’s something I do that you don’t like, just say so. I don’t need a special word or anything. I don’t want things to get complicated. If you like something, tell me you want more of that. If you don’t like something, all you have to say is stop or not that. Use your voice. It’s important to me. I want you to speak up. Always. You have to speak freely with me.” Monroe loosens his grip on my wrists, guiding my hands to rest on his shoulders as he reaches around to my back until he can unclasp my bra.
“I want you to hold still,” he says, exposing my boobs and nudging me to lie back. “If you move, I’ll stop. No squirming. No scratching or biting until I say so. You’re going to be my good little dhampir as I kiss your whole body before I taste your blood and leave my mark.”
My heart races, my body reacting to his words. Heat burns over me, thinking about his mouth all over me. The thought alone makes it impossible not to shift. “I want to bite you so badly. Maybe it’ll help me.” My voice remains soft as I say the words, my wants hard to voice out loud. I’m not used to telling someone what I want from them.
His eyes flash silver, and he tightens his jaw. “No. If I give you your way now, I’ll keep doing so. Trust me to satiate you how you need. You can’t bite me until I make you cum first. It will be your reward. You’ll get everything you want but on my terms. Do you understand?” His need to dominate my pleasure sets me off in a good way. I fill with excitement, knowing that he will stay true to his word. I wasn’t lying about him earning this from me. Look at everything he’s done already for me. If he wants me to be his good little bird and let him have his way, I will. I want it more than I realize. It’s freeing and comforting knowing that he’ll handle his power over me with care.
“Yes. I understand.” I smile with my words, leaning back just watching him watch me. “You need to tell me what to do then. How do you want me?”
Monroe purrs deep in his throat, the raspy, sexy noise reverberating through my very being. He glides his fingers over my torso at a torturous pace until he touches my boobs and plays with my nipples, rolling them between his fingers, making them hard from the coolness of his touch and the sensation.
“I want you just like this. You’re going to stay utterly still as I lick you from your throat all the way down to your pussy. If you squirm too much, I will restrain you.” Monroe leans forward and glides his tongue over my neck, the sensation soft and cool, sending a wave of tingles through me.
“This is going to be torturous, but I’ll try my best,” I say, my voice moaning as he continues his way down.
“You better, my naughty dhampir.” He looks up at me with a smile, his eyes heavy-lidded with his lust. “You’re going to have to be especially obedient these next few days with everything going on. This will help you. I know how you like getting your way with me, and I’ll allow it, but not now. You’re mine. Your pleasure. Your excitement. Everything in this moment is mine to give you.”
I release a ragged breath, my whole body singing in response to his words. I’ve never had someone treat me like Monroe does, and I love everything about it. I love that he controls me with pleasure instead of pain. He wants me to voice what’s on my mind instead of being silent. It makes me want to obey him and not rebel. I want to be his good girl. I want to be his perfect little bird. It’s exhilarating.
“After I make you cum, I want you to just let go. Give in to your instincts. Keep your control and obey until I say so. I just need to ensure that you’re taken care of first.” Monroe eases lower, repositioning my legs until he bends my knees. He lifts my hips with one hand and tugs down my pants with his other, watching me with enough intensity I can feel his look burning across my skin in a good way. He tilts his head and drinks in the sight of me in just my thong. The anticipation prods at me in a way that awakens the beast inside me. And she wants out. My stomach burns, the hunger turning into blood lust, but I tense and try to control myself the best I can.
“Hayley, focus on me. On what I’m doing. You’re on the verge of losing control already, and we can’t have that, can we?” Monroe asks, slowly touching between my legs with his fingers, rubbing circles to get me warmed up though I’m about to overheat with my lust. I’m about to explode already. My body wants him so badly in ways I never really considered.
A whimper of agreement escapes my lips, the sound pathetic, but it only makes Monroe smile wider. He loves that he does this to me.
“If you lose control, it’ll be okay, little bird. It’s nothing a little punishment can’t fix.” And by punishment, he doesn’t mean anything like I’ve experienced before. His punishment will leave me craving for more.
“I want that. I need that,” I whisper through another moan.
He eases his hand away, stopping. “You don’t. You want to be my good dhampir. I’m not continuing until you lie back. I want to do this without the restraints. You will be your own restraint...unless you don’t want more.”
