Page 51 of Monstrous Truths


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“But I want to,” I insist, leaning in to lick his hard cock like he did my pussy. His hips jerk, and I grin, loving the power I have over him. “Let me show you just what you’ve been missing.”

“All I was missing was you, Tally, only you,” he promises, and unsure what else to say without crying, I yank down his cloth, freeing his huge erection. It’s so big, I don’t think I’ll be able to swallow him whole, but I’ll sure as hell try.

Pre-cum glitters on his tip as he groans, so I put him out of his misery and lick the tip of his cock. He gasps, his eyes wide with wonder. Keeping my eyes on him, I wrap my hand around the base, unable to touch my fingers, but that’s fine, and with my other hand, I grip his peachy ass, tug him closer, and suck the head into my mouth.

His hips jerk as a snarl rips from his mouth, his chest heaving and hands clenching. I pop my mouth from him and smile. “You can touch me, Cato.”

He hesitates, so I grab his hand and put it in my hair. His fingers tunnel into my locks, gripping me as I focus on his cock. I lave it with my tongue, dragging it up and down until his hips are thrusting gently, and then I suck the head back into my mouth, sucking hard until he snarls. His hand tightens on my head, but still, he doesn’t do anything but watch me.

He’s letting me do whatever I want and not pushing for more, just grateful for whatever I choose to do. I know that even if stopped, he wouldn’t hold it against me.

“Tally.” My name is like a prayer caught between a plea and a promise. Rolling my eyes up to his, I slide my mouth lower, taking him as deeply as I can, and his eyes fly wide. Humming, I keep my mouth there until his head falls back.

I pull back and swallow him again, mimicking him fucking my mouth, and his hips help me, thrusting gently. Sliding my hand from his ass to his balls, I cup them gently as I suck and lick him, worshipping him the way he deserves.

“Oh, Tally, please, you need to stop.”

I refuse. I know he’s close and he’s wild with it, his hips jerking as he slams himself deeper into my mouth. I hold on as he takes over, fucking my mouth desperately, but then he tries to pull back and I grip him, sucking hard. His cock swells in my mouth, and with a roar, he explodes.

His scorching cum fills my mouth. I swallow reflexively before pulling back and letting some spill down my lips and chin as he watches me, his eyes wide with pleasure and wonder.

Licking my lips, I lean in and kiss his cock before I’m yanked to my feet. His lips crash onto mine, tasting his own cum before he pulls back and presses his forehead to mine as he pants raggedly.

“Tally, my perfect fucking human, how did I ever get so lucky?”

I’m the one who feels lucky.

TWENTY-EIGHT

TALIA

After a long day of working, I head downstairs to see Cato dealing with his patrols and reports. The humans haven’t moved from the wall, and he and Akuji have been sending messages back and forth. I sent a few to Aria, but I know she’s busy helping on the wall, so I don’t worry about getting a response. If she weren’t okay, Akuji would have told me by now. Plus, nothing could touch her with him at her side.

“Miss Tally?” one of the kids calls when I wander into the living area.

“Yes, Feur?” I murmur, crouching before him.

He kicks his feet, stealing glances at me. “Mummy says you’re very busy and not to bother you…but could you read to us? Just for an hour?” he begs, his big black eyes locked on me. “Pwease?”

How the hell do I say no to that?

“Of course,” I murmur and take his hand, letting him lead me over to the others. I don’t know when I became the Pied Piper of story reading to monsters, but here we are. I sit heavily and watch them. “Which one tonight?”

“Could you tell us one?” another kid, Tres, asks.

“Me?” I blink. “Erm, I don’t really know any.”

“About over the wall?” another kid adds. “What’s it like where you are from?”

I don’t know if I’m supposed to talk about it, but it might lessen some of the confusion between our races, so I settle down. “Well, it’s very much like the city you live in, only our divisions aren’t between tribes but social ranking—how powerful you are,” I explain. “At the very edge of the wall is a place we call the slums. Those who don’t have much power live there. It isn’t a very nice place, and they struggle a lot.” I refuse to lessen the truth. “They starve, they are hurt, and they are often forgotten.”

“Why don’t your people help them?” one kid asks.

“Because humans are selfish creatures,” I answer. “Some of us try to, but there aren’t enough of us. Beyond the slums are more homes, shops, and workplaces. Then we have our food produce, like fields and water treatment plants. All of it works like a cog in a machine—”

“I don’t get it.”

I look around and find a toy, holding it up. “You see how these pieces only fit in their certain holes?” When they nod, I carry on. “That’s what it’s like where I live. We all have our own places where we fit.”

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