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Arousal consumes me as my hand snakes up his solid, powerful chest. His skin is on fire, and I’m completely drenched as jolts of pleasure rush down my spine.

His mouth trails down my jawline and dips over my neck. His touch finds the slit in my dress. A trail of kisses follows the curve of my neck, and I’m moaning before I know it.

He drags the flat of his tongue across my neck, making a growly sound. I arch in my seat, rocking my hips, suddenly realizing where this is going. As much as I hunger for him to slide his hand higher up my dress, I shove myself up and out of the seat.

I’m breathless, trying to find my words. “I-I…”

He casually glances up at me with starving eyes, a thickness pressing his pants into a tent at his groin. I should have known better than to go out with a monster when I evidently have a weakness for them. It isn’t fair that they look so insanely handsome or that I find their monster forms arousing.

“Can I help with anything?” he offers innocently, except he’s smirking at me, and my head is thrashing between staying and leaving.

“Bathroom,” I blurt out. “I need it.”

He points to the hallway farther behind me, and I stumble away, knowing I should run and not return.

What’s wrong with me?

First Lian, and now Corvin, who behaves all gently, but his actions are outright dominant.

Around the corner of the hallway, I run and don’t stop until I throw myself into the bathroom, needing to drench myself in cold water and wake myself up.

Chapter

Sixteen

DAWN

Deep breaths.

For a moment there, things almost got out of hand, and I should be horrified, but I did the right thing and left Corvin. I splashed my face with cold water, and now I feel semi-normal again.

I step out into the hallway, which is dimly lit with the glow of red lights overhead. I straighten my dress, when a shriek comes from somewhere behind me, and I flinch so hard I stumble on my heels.

I whip around, half expecting to find someone standing behind me, except I’m alone when the scream comes again. My gaze lifts to the end of the corridor where a sliver of blue light spills out from an ajar door. And instantly I’m moving in its direction, curious about what’s going on, my mind filling with images of a woman being tortured and hurt.

Every ounce of my sense cautions me that I could be putting myself in danger, yet I’m not someone to walk away if a woman needs help.

Creeping closer, I pause at the door and peer through the gap without making a sound.

The room is bathed in a blue hue, and in the middle is an oversized bed with black sheets, the walls covered with all kinds of instruments and toys hanging from hooks. Yet my attention zeroes in on the human female with short red hair between two huge monsters. Both seem to be some kind of reptilian humanoid, towering over the woman, who’s on her hands and knees between them. She’s completely naked, her back arching as she has her rear pushed upward, legs spread. From my angle, I see everything from her dripping wet, completely shaven, and swollen pussy. The monsters are naked too, covered in black scales, enormous heads and jaws that jut forward from their thick necks. Teeth so sharp they glint, and then there’s their unbelievably large cocks that seem almost like corkscrews at the tips.

I’m unsure what I’m staring at, in all honesty, because how does that even work?

The woman has curvy, thick thighs and large breasts hanging beneath her, and she’s moaning, wiggling her body. The lizards say something I don’t comprehend when the one behind her brings one of his clawed hands down on her ass fast and hard, leaving a bright red mark.

She screams again, and instantly squirts white cum down her inner thighs, some of it landing on the lizard’s stomach. All right, I wasn’t expecting that.

She’s loud when the lizard pushes up behind her and drives that cock into her without warning.

I shudder at how wide he spreads her, and part of me is horrified, convinced it must hurt, except she’s begging them for more. The other lizard slips himself into her mouth, and she takes it deep. I stand there frozen, spying on two huge monsters who claim a woman half their size.

My mind screams to get the hell out of there, and yet a hungry need hums between my thighs. The harder the men take her, the more my clit pulses. It takes every inch of me not to touch myself, seeing as I’m still shocked by how my body reacts to the scene.

Look away, I tell myself. I should, but I don’t because I’m enjoying the show. And that embarrasses me horribly.

Something burning hot and large suddenly presses against my back, and I gasp. A hand quickly closes around my middle, another clasping firmly across my mouth, stealing my surprised cry.

“Shh, wicked one,” Corvin whispers in my ear, his breath heavy. He presses himself flat against my back. “You don’t want them to hear you, do you?”