The Mates of Monsters novel Chapter 66

The knuckles of his fingers trail down my neck, over my collarbone, and between my breasts as if he's admiring the smoothness, the purity. They continue down the plain of my stomach to the waistband of my shorts, making me squirm. "I want to kiss you," he says while easing to his knees.

"I want to touch you."

He peers up at me from between my legs and my hands spring to his as both grip my thighs. My mind indulgences in the memories of the last time he kissed me, and I run my bottom lip through my teeth.

He mutters, "After," then yanks my body closer, beckoning me to lay back. My head crams with thoughts of his body as he sheds my shorts and my underwear. His lips and his tongue tease along my inner thighs, and I feel my abs clench, my lower half pooling with blood. The chandelier hangs right above me, but my eyes soon flutter closed when he ends my torture.

The light of the chandelier dances on the inside of my eyelids, and I feel like something won. The stronger Alpha stole the fight and has come home to enjoy his prize, to forget his pain as he feasts on my body. My back arches and I can't help but slide away, so he grabs me and holds me in place, harder than before. One hand strays but I soon feel his fingers tease me, driving out further noise from my lips when they thrust into me. I lift my head and shoot my arms out, bracing myself. I gasp his name again and again.

The chandelier is all I see when my neck stretches open and my head pours back. I want him. "Please, David."

"Tell me what you want," he says, still moving his fingers.

"I want you," I gasp, "inside of me."

He finishes me off, and I am unable to hold in my cries. My skin warms and colors with hints of shyness as I swirl and drift back to earth, but he lifts me and I stare at him in my daze. He kisses me and I scoot to the edge of the table, sliding off only to unbutton his pants. He leaves my lips and glances down at my guilty hands. Before I can get to the zipper, he takes one of my hands and keeps it in his own, and with the other, he places it against him as he did before. My lips part as I feel him over the thick material, wanting so deeply, knowing how bad I yearn as well.

He leans to my mouth, tilts his head to get to me. He leaves a kiss on the corner, and I say, "Do you want me?"

"Very badly," he grunts. I turn my head when he tries to kiss me, and he swiftly grabs my jaw, making me look. I slide my hand into his pants, feeling him entirely and shuddering at the thought of...

David grips my wrist. "Upstairs."

"Is that where your precautions are?"