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Knowing she will leave.
FOURTEEN
ARIA
Iwake up warm. Really fucking warm. It’s unusual for me, since that shitty shack I live in is usually freezing, and more than that, my stomach is full.
Full and warm…
I’m not at home.
When I open my eyes, the first thing I see is an expanse of red skin, and it’s then I remember where I am and who I am pressed against. Stiffening, I find I’m barely breathing, but he is. He inhales slowly, and when he exhales, it blows across my hair. His head is pressed to the top of mine. I’m curled into his chest, his legs are entwined with mine, and his tail is wrapped around them as if locking me to him. The room is quiet, bar his breathing and my racing heart.
Akuji.
My monster—not mine. He is the monster who saved me from his people, the one who fed me and kept me safe. I’ve never slept that deeply or long before, usually flinching at every little noise. It’s then I realise that I feel safe with him—safe and protected. It’s strange, since I was always warned the monsters would eat me. It makes more sense now that I know my own people created them. No wonder they hate us…
Well, most of them.
He doesn’t, especially if I read last night right. He was going to kiss me, I was sure of it, and part of me wanted him to. I wanted to kiss the big, red scary bastard who touched me like I was breakable. As I roll my head back slightly, his own falls to the nest of furs beneath us, and I get a good look at his face, taking the time while he’s asleep to analyse and remember it. I ache to reach up and stroke his strong jawline and cheeks, even as his fangs peek over his almost dark red lips. He truly is beautiful. How could anyone ever look at them and think monster?
Yes, he’s huge and has a tail and horns, but after one look into his eyes, I knew he was better than most human men.
Pain stabs through me at what happened to him, to his people. I can’t blame them for feeling angry. I hate my people too, and they never personally tortured me the way they did these people. And they are people, not monsters. Their differences only make them that much more alluring.
Licking my lips, I curl my hands tighter into his chest, feeling the lack of give in his solid muscles.
I’ve only ever been with one guy, purely because I wanted to know what it felt like, but he was never like this. He was skinny and starved like all of us poor bastards. He was scared and it was over fast, leaving me unsatisfied and dirty. But pressed against this monster, all other thoughts disappear. True lust pounds through me until I know this is what it’s supposed to feel like, wanting someone so much, it’s hard to breathe. My thighs clench, trying to rid myself of this deep burning ache that started when I first saw him sitting on that throne.
They say they are monsters, and they call him a freak.
All I feel right now, though, is how much I want him. My imagination runs away with me as I visualise what it would feel like to have that strength surrounding me, to taste those horns, and to feel what else that tail can do. He’s still happily sleeping, but I’m wet and panting against him, almost wiggling to get closer.
My own need takes over until I don’t even recognise myself.
I should wake him up, insist we carry on the search, and go back home, but I don’t want to, not right now. Right now, I want him to wake up and finish what he started. I want him to kiss me the way we both wanted to, and I want to know if he tastes like he smells.
All woodsy and male.
I dart my gaze to his face, then back to his chest. Slowly, ever so slowly, I lift my fingers and delicately stroke his chest, feeling the hardness of his skin. It’s so different from humans, and there is no give at all. It’s like metal covered in satin, and so good, I can’t help but explore further.
My eyes flick back up to his, only to freeze when I realise those black orbs are locked on me. He didn’t move, didn’t even breathe differently, but he’s awake and watching me.
Gulping in fear and embarrassment, I try to pull my hands away. “Sorry. I was curious about what you felt like,” I admit, not speaking above a whisper.
With an exhale, he reaches up, cups my hands, and brings them back to his chest. “Do not let me stop you, little human. You can touch any part of me you like.”
Panting, I look back at his chest, and at his urging, carry on my explorations. I trail my fingers up his chest to his throat, which vibrates with a growl as I stroke his jaw, and over to his lips, where I brush my thumb across. They part slightly, his warm breath blowing across my fingers. I caress the pillow soft bottom lip to his fang. Unsure, I stop before pressing my thumb to the tip, hissing slightly as it cuts. A drop of blood wells on my thumb as I pull it back.
“Let me,” he purrs, carefully bringing my hand to his mouth.
Holding my gaze, he slowly sucks my thumb into his mouth, tasting my blood and desire. The heartbeat in the wound echoes throughout my entire body, right down to my throbbing clit, as if he is sucking on something else.
I almost come just from that one touch alone, and I know I need him to kiss me.
He must feel the same, because he pops my thumb from his mouth and with a growl, he buries his hand in my hair, yanking me closer as his head descends. My eyes close, ready for the touch of his lips, when there is a snarl.
My eyes shoot open in time to see the tiger smacking him with his giant paw. Akuji grunts and shoves me away so I don’t get hurt as the tiger bites down on his shoulder. It’s not hard enough to break the skin, but it’s hard enough that he’s able to drag Akuji away from me before he drops him. Huffing and moving over to me, the tiger curls up before me as if to protect me.
