Ruthless Creatures (Queens & Monsters, #1)(85)

The sound of his words gets mixed up with the electronic hum of the sex toy and the roar of the ocean crashing in my ears. There’s a symphony in my head underscoring the cinematic surge of sensation in my body. I’m all pulsing lights and flying colors, crazy carnival rides and glowing neon signs.

Then Kage inserts the vibrator into my pussy again, and I’m a rocket ship blasting to the moon. I tilt my ass up and release an enormous, pent-up breath, relaxing against my restraints.

“Fuck, yes, baby,” he whispers. “Oh, fuck yes.”

He sinks his cock deeper into my ass.

We moan at the same time.

He spreads my cheeks with one hand, sliding his fingers around the place where he’s buried inside me, stroking me there as he pushes deeper still. It doesn’t hurt as much as it did, but I still feel uncomfortably full. I’m full front and back, and my face is burning.

I whisper, “Green. Fuck me, honey. Please.”

He growls something in Russian that sounds filthy. Then he flexes his hips and slides the entire rock hard length of his cock into my ass.

The sensation is indescribable.

And he’s still stroking me all around the edges of where he’s fucking me, making the feelings overwhelming. Everything is throbbing and tingling, pulsing and aching, hot and slick.

I shiver, moaning his name.

He slowly pulls out, then presses in again, maintaining careful control though I know he’s aching to let go and thrust into me hard.

The love I feel for him at this moment is huge and frightening, a sudden hot, uncontrollable expansion inside my chest.

Feeling as if my heart just cracked wide open, I sob.

Kage freezes.

I plead, “Don’t stop. I’m okay, I promise.”

He lowers himself over me and plants his hand on the mattress beside my head. Breathing hard, he kisses my cheek. “Tell me, baby. Tell me what you need.”

“Fuck me. Make me come. Say you’ll never let me go and mean it.”

He groans softly, then kisses me again, on my cheek, my neck, and my shoulder. “I’ll never let you go.”

He pumps into me.

“Never, baby.”

He pumps into me again. His voice drops.

“Never.”

Then he rises to his knees and pulls me back with him until my bound arms are stretched out fully and I’m sitting back on his thighs, my chest hovering above the mattress.

He winds an arm around my waist, wraps my hair around his wrist like a leash, and starts to fuck me, saving us from the shipwreck we’re headed for, just for a little while.





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Kage





When the view outside the bedroom window lifts from black to gray, I’m treated to my new favorite thing in the world: Natalie waking up in my arms.

She stirs, sighing. Her head rests on my shoulder. I stroke her hair and kiss her softly on the lips. Her lashes flutter, then lift, then I’m gazing into those amazing blue-gray eyes and my heart is falling all over itself in happiness.

She whispers, “You were staring at me while I was sleeping.”

“I was.”

Suppressing a smile, she pretends to groan instead. “So creepy.”

I kiss her again, loving the feel of her soft mouth against mine. “I can’t help it.”

“You like me, huh?”

I say with utter conviction, “I’d impale whole armies on my sword if you asked me to.”

She wrinkles her nose. “That won’t be necessary.” After a pause: “Do you even have a sword?”

“Many, but they all fire bullets.”

“Ah. Gotcha.”

We smile at each other.

Heaven itself couldn’t be more fucking perfect than this.

She stretches against me like a cat, arching her back, all her muscles tensing, then settles back with a happy sigh, burrowing closer to my chest.

I bury my face in her hair and sniff like some kind of derelict addict.

Her laugh is soft and sweet. “I need to send a thank-you note to the company that makes my shampoo.”

“It’s not your shampoo that smells so good,” I say, my voice husky. “It’s you. You’re delicious.” I inhale against her neck. “The smell of your skin makes me high.”

She slides a hand up my neck and sinks her fingers into my hair, still softly laughing. “You’ve been listening to too many love songs.”

Then we’re kissing. Slow, soft kisses that linger, growing hot.

She presses her breasts against my chest. I sink my fingers into the curve of her hip and pull her closer.

“Are you sore?” I move my hand so now I’m fondling her ass cheeks.

“Yes. Everywhere. I love it.”

I exhale, blood rushing to my dick. I whisper, “You’re so fucking sweet, baby. You came so hard for me.”

She teases, “As I recall, you had a pretty intense orgasm yourself.”

“I saw stars.”

“You roared like a lion.”

“I did. That’s what you make me feel like. A lion. I’m your besotted lion, following you around on all fours.”

“Besotted. You’ve been googling love words. I like.”

Kissing her neck, I run my open hand all over her ass, thigh, hip, and back, memorizing every curve. Her skin is soft and smooth, warm and pliant.