Page 137 of Mated to Monsters


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Kha’zeth breaks the kiss sooner than I want him to, pulling back enough to stare into my eyes.

“Get on your knees,” he instructs, his voice dark with desire. I obey, my heart beating wildly as he places my hand on the proud length of him. My fingers wander, stroking the silken gray skin. Kha’zeth groans as I touch him, his hand twining through my hair, electricity racing through my veins in response. I lower my mouth to him, placing kisses in a trail up his shaft, pausing as I get to his gleaming head.

“Natalie,” he rasps, half a plea, still a demand. I take him into my mouth in response, wrenching a throaty growl from him as my lips slip over him, my tongue brushing over his head. His skin is so soft, softer than satin or velvet, but hard as steel underneath.

I pull back, finding Kha’zeth’s eyes as I pump him, my fingers firm against the sensitive underside of his shaft. Kha’zeth’s eyes are hazy with desire as he watches me, and a surge of wetness slicks between my thighs as I note the power I hold over him.

He wants me.

I drag my tongue over his broad head, licking up the moisture beading there. The salt of him turns me ravenous, and I take as much of him as I can fit into my mouth, sucking greedily. Kha’zeth arcs into my touch with a moan, and I fight a smile, taking him down my throat in long strokes.

I squeeze my thighs together as I work him, desperate for any kind of friction as his grip in my hair tightens. Kha’zeth groans again, louder, and I can see the leash he’s keeping on himself straining to the point of snapping. Kha’zeth pulls my head back sharply as he pulls himself from my mouth.

I fight the urge to pout, wanting to feel him spill in my mouth and down my throat, but any protests I may have had are quelled when he picks me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, relishing in the way his bare skin feels on mine.

Kha’zeth growls as he feels my wetness slide against him before catching my lips in a claiming kiss, all tongue and teeth and ferocious need. Silken sheets slide against my back as Kha’zeth sets me on the bed, never breaking our kiss.

His hands rove over my bare skin, teasing my nipples as he peppers kisses down my jaw and throat, nibbling and licking as he goes. I moan, lifting my hips toward him, begging for him to take me.

Kha’zeth’s lips curve upwards against the hollow of my neck as he drags a hand lazily down my torso.

“Please,” I plead breathlessly, “Please touch me.”

Kha’zeth obliges, running a slow finger between my folds. I gasp at the sudden contact, my hips bucking wildly as he pinches the soft, sensitive spot, rubbing it between his fingers as it swells.

He presses kisses across my chest as he slides a finger inside of me, coaxing and tender, though it doesn’t fill me nearly enough.

“So wet,” Kha’zeth murmurs against my throat as he pumps his finger in and out of me. “Are you always this wet for me, Natalie?”

“More,” I gasp, my mind incapable of conversation. “Please, I want you.”

“So polite,” he rasps as he withdraws his finger, raising it to his lips. Watching his full lips wrap around it, watching him taste me, sets me ablaze.

Kha’zeth’s gaze never wavers as he lowers his hand to guide himself into me, teasing my entrance. I moan as I feel him slip in my wetness, raising my hips to greet him. He pushes into me, the delicious stretch making me see stars.

He’s so big, so much bigger than I know what to do with. Even though it’s his first prod into my body, hardly half-way in, fire rages in my core. Kha’zeth trembles above me, holding himself barely inside of me, giving me time to acclimate to his size.

I dig my nails into his back, wordlessly demanding more of him, losing myself in the feel of his strength and the pressure building between my legs. Kha’zeth makes long, gentle strokes, groaning as he sinks further inside me.

I can’t take it anymore, the teasing, the softness. I want him – all of him. I grind my hips on him, taking control, crying out as I move faster and faster.

“Natalie,” he rasps into my shoulder, his cock twitching inside of me as we move together. I’m so close, my release coiling as he thrusts into me. I reach up, grabbing on to his crown of horns as we move.

The knot snaps, and my release floods me just as Kha’zeth finds his, his seed filling me so thoroughly it seeps out of me as I clench around him, crying out in pleasure.

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Gods, the feel of her, the taste of her; I don’t know that I could ever have enough.

I force my eyes to refocus as I recover from my release, piecing myself back together slowly. A small groan escapes me as I slip out of Natalie, rolling to lay beside her as my breathing slowly begins to even out.

Natalie turns to look at me, and anything I was about to say catches in my throat as I look back at her. Her dark hair is splayed wildly on the pillow beneath her head, her cheeks flushed crimson, and her warm brown eyes still wild. She’s more beautiful in this moment than I ever could have imagined.

I can already feel myself stiffening again as a playful smile breaks over her lips.

“You never answered my question,” she teases, turning onto her side so that we’re facing one another. I shift, pulling her against my chest and wrapping my arms around her, unable to avoid my desire to touch her again.

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