Page 39 of Monstrous Truths


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Fucking hell.

Without waiting, his tongue darts out and drags across my wet folds, and he hums, digging his claws into my thighs to keep me still for him. “Fucking delicious,” he rumbles before diving in, attacking my cunt with his mouth.

There is no rhyme or reason or any finesse, and I almost wince. Gods, why did I think sex with a monster would be any different than with a human man? All they care about is their own pleasure, not if I enjoy—

Fuck!

His teeth catch my clit, and I nearly scream from the sudden pleasure. His eyes dart up to mine as he growls, “I see,” wickedly, and then attacks my clit.

He licks, sucks, and explores the rest of me, seeing what makes me moan, what does nothing, and what has me gripping his hair and grinding into his face. He uses it like a plan of attack. That analytical mind stores the information away and uses it to make my knees weak and my cries louder.

Once he seals his lips around my clit, I come apart with an embarrassingly loud scream, clutching his head to my pussy as I jerk and moan. When I come down from the high, I blush, releasing my tight grip on his hair, but he keeps licking me softly.

“Cato,” I whine.

“Again. I need to taste every drop of your cum. I want to hear you scream and feel you claw at my head again,” he snarls, dragging me closer and practically making me straddle his mouth.

Embarrassment flares through me for a moment before it fades into simmering pleasure as he lashes my clit. It’s almost too much.

He doesn’t relent, growling for me to come. He pushes his tongue inside me, filling me with it and making me fuck it. My feet almost slip, but he holds me in place as he feasts. My head falls back on a cry as I reach down and tweak my nipples, feeling him watch me before one clawed hand bats mine away and he takes over. He twists them harder, the edge of pain making me cry out as I grind into his mouth.

“I’m so close. Oh fuck, don’t stop!” I yell, smashing my pussy onto his face as I reach for another release.

His claw pricks my nipple as his tongue thrusts into me, and I tumble over that edge once more, coming on his tongue as he purrs and pets me. He licks up every last drop just like he promised before he sits back. His smug, satisfied face grins up at me, and just then, my legs give out. His hands dart out, catch me, and pull me to him as he kisses me softly, letting me taste my own release.

“You are so perfect,” he purrs, holding me to him. “And you taste even better than I imagined. I could live on just your cunt, Tally.”

Fucking hell. Maybe sex with monsters is different after all. Grinning at my no doubt dumbfounded expression, he lifts me and sets me on my feet. My eyes drop to his huge, throbbing, leaking cock, which is bobbing desperately for my attention.

Standing, he captures my hands when I would have grabbed his hard length and then kisses them. “This was about you, Tally, not me. Trust me, I got enough pleasure out of watching you come for me.” I shiver at the hunger in his voice before nodding, and he gently turns me.

I hesitate, but his hands grab the soap before he slowly starts to lather every inch of my body. He washes away all traces of today, each soft stroke of his hands making me relax further until I’m boneless. When he washes my hair for me, I almost cry with the careful, treasured way he does it.

He dries me off after our shower, carries me to the bed, and tucks me in next to him, making it awfully hard to stay mad at him. If he were human, I would accuse him of doing this just to lessen my anger, but I know he didn’t. He did it because he wanted to, because he cares for me, and the scary thing is, I care for him too.

“I never wanted to lie to you, Talia, but I was scared of losing you.” He doesn’t look at me as I sit up. “It sounds crazy, I know, but if I told you, that would be it. You would go with your friend and leave me, and I would be left wondering if the rest of my life would have been different if you had just stayed, because I’m crazy about you. I never believed in destiny or fate, Tally, until you. Nothing made sense with you, yet I couldn’t stop myself. Logically, I knew we were enemies, but I couldn’t stop myself from falling anyway. You make me crazy in the best possible way. You make me believe in something beyond only what we can prove and see. You make me believe in love, in happiness, and in the future. You make this doubter a believer.”

I just stare, having no idea what to say, but he doesn’t mind.

He kisses me softly. “Just let me hold you one more time, and then I’ll tell you everything. I’ll let you go, Talia, just like you want.”

But is it really what I want?

TWENTY-TWO

CATO

She’s quiet, which is terrifying, but she doesn’t move away. She lets me hold her, feeling so soft and perfect against my large body. It makes my heart ache, because I know my arms will feel empty without her inside them.

My heart will be empty without her love in it.

My smiles will be cold without her to see it.

In such a short amount of time, Talia has become my everything, and it terrifies me. What will be left when she is gone once more? Before, I was a leader, a scientist, but now I’m a mate, a leader, and a scientist in that order. A mate puts their love’s happiness first, and I will do the same with her, even if it breaks my own heart.

I should have never lied to her. It was stupid, and I’m thankful she seems to be forgiving me, but I need to tell her the truth, the whole truth, and let her make her own decision. I don’t want to be anything like the humans or the man before me. I don’t want to hurt her, only to help her and love her fully by embracing her independence, her mind, and her intelligence.

Holding her tighter, I let myself believe for a moment this could last forever, but I know it can’t. I slip from her arms and slowly gather some clothes I found for her. When she sits up, I take the opportunity to dress her, stealing touches and glances, unable to speak as I stare into her knowing, sad eyes.

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