Page 42 of The Monster's Wife


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I grumble a quick, “Sorry.”

Hex pulls back, and I sit straight up. My head cocks to the side as I listen intently to the sounds of my wife fucking another monster.

“I’m going to spank her ass one of these days,” I say absently as I rub at my chest. My brain is still fuzzy with a sleepy haze. I gasp as I twist until my feet hit the floor. “I can hear it, but I can’tfeelit.”

“I can’t either,” he says, shaking his head as he stares at the ceiling. “You know what that means.”

“She’s taken him as a mate.” I don’t think. I don’t allow Hex to stop me. I stomp my way to the stairs and follow the noises.

“Gods, yes, keep strangling my cockjustlike that, little one,” the orc growls.

Well, that’s a side of my wife I’ve never seen, but I greatly enjoy the view. She’s on her hands and knees while the orc fucks her from behind. Her tits sway as her pinkish-blonde hair bounces with every savage thrust of his hips against her ass.

She whimpers, and her arms seem to give out. Her top half lands against the mattress as her eyes squeeze shut.

My chest aches with the urge to bite her, to dig my fangs into her soft flesh so that I can experience her pleasure as if it were my own. She shudders through her orgasm, and I watch with zero shame.

That’s my fucking wifeandmy goddamn soulmate. The universe is convinced that woman is my other half. I’ve had bouts of doubt over the years, but the yearning I feel toward her proves it’s true.

I’m not expecting the mini blade that makes its way toward my jugular. Luckily, I sidestep in time to watch it dig into the wood of the door.

That would’ve stung.

It likely would have required quite a bit of healing time too. My eyes fly to Hex to ensure he was as fortunate, and he’s holding a blade between two bloody fingers an inch in front of his cheek.

“Impressive,” I say, chuckling darkly.

“Get out,” Ali hisses. “Why are you even here?”

“We’re here for you, darling wife,” Hex says, tossing the blade into the door, next to the one that nearly took me out. “We’ll be in the living room. It’s time for a family fucking meeting.”

“Out,” Atlas snarls, covering Ali with his body. His muscular frame is littered with scars and proof of his time in the horde.

“You know, in the times I suffered the soul-crushing agony that felt like it might tear me in two, I’d still choose that over the numbness now that you’ve claimed another.” My gaze falls to my bare feet as I spin, heading out without another word.

Really?

What else is there to say?

I guess I am an idealistic fool.

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Atlas runs his hands down my arms. “You don’t know what he meant?” He’s already asked the same question in several different ways over the last twenty minutes. We shared a quick shower before Atlas helped me into fresh clothes, but I’m at a loss.

“I don’t,” I assure him. “I barely know them. We were in each other’s company for a day. I met them a handful of times prior to our wedding, and it was clear they wanted nothing to do with being mates. They didn’t even try to get to know me.”

“I’d been in the human realm for several years when your sister was assassinated,” Atlas says, watching me carefully.

“Almost assassinated,” I correct.

“To be fair, they succeeded until you intervened,” Hex says from behind me.

“Get out of my nest!” I spin around to face him. The handsome, infuriating man goes rigid at my words.

“The quickening approaches,” Atlas says, nuzzling his cheek to mine, but it’s clear he’s directing the words at Hex.

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