Page 84 of A Monstrous Claim


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“Please.”

Leaning in, he catches my lips with his for the second time, and my heart leaps in my chest.

Asshole Rafe is terrifying.

Snarky Rafe is sexy.

But I have to admit, passionate Rafe that kisses me until it hurts and makes me want to beg for pleasure is pretty god damn amazing.

He slices the fabric binding my hands, and I rub them eagerly to return the circulation. My wrists ache, and I’m fairly certain I’ll have bruises in the morning.

I lay down and he pulls my ass to the edge of the bed, positioning himself between my thighs. Unable to decide if it’s safer to watch or close my eyes again, I find myself staring as his tentacle penis wiggles to life and slides itself along my sex.

It feels like a giant tongue as it teases my clit and makes its way back down my labia, and the little suckers along the bottom add increased stimulation wherever they touch. As strange as it is, it’s not unpleasant, and within seconds my apprehension has given way to my libido.

The end curls into a knot again and I moan when he dips it inside me. In this shape its firmer than before and feels like a regular cock.

He thrusts into me, burying himself inside, and leans down to press his lips against mine again. Finally able to use my hands, I throw my arms around his neck and cling to him as he slams his dick into me. From this angle, he’s able to hit deeper and every thrust sends a ripple of pleasure through my center.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he growls against my skin as one of his hands slips behind my head and tangles in my hair. He tugs until I’m on the brink of pain, then presses his lips against my neck. “I want you to come hard on my dick. Can you be a good girl and do that for me?”

All that escapes is a moan as he tugs harder on my hair and grips my ass with his free hand. He pounds me into the mattress mercilessly, and I feel my next climax building between us.

“That’s it,” he says, coaxing me on when my breathing shifts. “Come for me.”

The orgasm takes hold, ripping through me like a tidal wave, and I bury my nails into Rafe’s back to draw him close. He growls and drives harder, slamming into me ruthlessly until I’m finished.

His climax comes immediately after, and I’m reminded of what’s inside me when it wiggles to life, filling me with his cum. I don’t know how or where it came from, but I know I’m dripping with it now.

Rafe slips his cock out of me, and I expect that to be the end. Considering how he normally brushes me off when he’s done talking to me, I don’t expect this to end differently. I expect him to send me back downstairs with orders to never speak of this again.

But he finds my mouth for another kiss.

“Just remember,” he says, staring into my eyes. “If you come back to the third floor, this is what awaits you. Understand?”

“Perfectly.”

“Good. Now, you probably have other things to do. If you want to leave, you can.” He sits beside me on the bed.

I glance toward the door. While I do have two mates waiting on me downstairs, and I do have good news to share with them, I decide to take advantage of the fact that Rafe isn’t booting me out of his room.

“And if I want to stay?”

“I’m not kicking you out yet,” he answers. “But don’t get comfortable.”

“Fair.”

He lays down with his head on a pillow and gestures for me to join him. I tentatively lay down next to him, curling into the crook of his arm, and look up nervously.

“Is this okay?” I ask. “Is cuddling going to ruin your asshole reputation?”

He scoffs and wraps his arm around my back. “Not if you don’t tell anyone.”

One Month Later

Devyn

“Is this the last of it?” Azarius asks, holding up a cardboard box.

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