Page 32 of Their Fierce Little Monster

“Look how strongly your body’s glowing.” Her fiery lines are bright, eyes sharp and violet, and that smile on her face tells me she’ll survive.

“I’m still getting used to looking like this.” She’s on her feet and throws herself into my arms as she bellows, “The pain’s gone!”

I catch her, arms locking around her back as she giggles. Warmth pours off her body, her breasts soft against my stomach, as she’s short, the top of her head only reaching my chest. And already my cock throbs for more.

“Stay here, against me,” I plead before I completely ravage her.

She remains there for a moment, and I smell her hair, wanting time to stand still. She looks up at me. “What makes your cum so special?”

I chuckle, the sound roaring through me. “It’s made for you, Dawn. Consuming my seed heals your body of everything and strengthens you.” For a long time, I wondered if the Ice Fire Court was meant to be a leading clan in Grimvale. Why else would they have been the only ones who fed on the rest of the bloodlines to become strong?

“That’s incredible.” Her voice pulls my attention from my thoughts, and I catch her staring at my erection, which hasn’t fully gone down. She’s fascinated.

“Careful, I might think you really like me,” I say.

Without responding, she touches my cock again, wrapping her fingers around it. My thumb slides under her chin and tips her head back. She just looks at me, something hazy in her eyes, an arousal I hadn’t expected, and impossible to ignore. Then my mouth comes down on hers.

She pushes herself onto her tiptoes, our mouths clashing. I drag her closer, harder, swallowing those pretty sounds she makes. I’ve spent too long wanting this kiss. And I’m never going to forget this moment. I draw her tongue into my mouth, and she’s moaning, rubbing herself breasts against me.

“I’ve thought of this moment so many times,” she whispers. “And I don’t know what’s coming over me, but I need more of you.”

I growl against her mouth. “Then lie back on the bed for me. Give me everything.”

She nods, stepping out of my embrace, and with a sinful grin, she flops down on her bed. Her breasts bounce, and I’m captivated. I follow her just as quickly, heart thundering, my cock aching. I hook a claw beneath the fabric of her underwear, and with a sharp tug, I rip it.

She gasps as I tear the other side and peel the fabric from between her legs.

“I’ve always wanted to know what it feels like to be with a real man.”

“A monster! And I will be your first,” I say with a grin. I drop to my knees near the bed and draw her bent legs open. “Show me.”

Her breaths come quickly. I lower my gaze to where I’m spreading her thighs.

She trembles. “Is this what you want to see?” she asks meekly.

“Oh, fuck, Dawn.” I run my huge palms down her thighs, spreading her wider where her little lips pry open, revealing how pink and wet she is. She has a fine line of hair just above.

She gasps for air, her head back, but her hips keep grinding.

A growl tears across my throat at the most beautiful sight. I run a bent finger down the length of her crease, where she’s incredibly soft and soaking. She moans as juice slides out of her.

With two fingers, I spread her. Her muscles are clenching and unclenching inside, more of her nectar gushing out.

“Kazak,” she breathes.

“I know what you need. I’m going to tongue you, taste you, suck on your pussy. Will you fill my mouth with your cum, Dawn?”

She nods, craning her neck up. Her cheeks blush against the golden lines across her body that glow so much more powerfully now.

I lower myself, my tongue lapping at her pussy, and I almost explode at how sweet and musky she tastes. The heavy scent of sex fogs my brain. I press my mouth to her drenched lips, tusks on either side of them, and I devour her.

She cries out, her hips bucking against me. And I need more of her grinding her pussy. That’s when I lose my mind, starved of sex for so long.

My claws press into her inner thighs, driving my long tongue into her pussy, the tip wriggling. Dawn thrashes.

“It feels so good. I love your mouth there, your tongue. Gods, it’s as though it’s all the way into my stomach.”

I grin, pushing closer, all in because I want her to ride my face. With every stroke, she writhes harder, soaking me in her arousal.