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His free hand dipped between our bodies.

My insides swooped and twirled. The beast gripped the base of his cock where his knot was already bulging.

My heart skipped a painful beat as I watched him stroke himself before pushing forward.

The tip slipped through my pussy, gathering wetness and coating his shaft with it.

My head thumped on the table and a cry ripped up my throat.

His hips snapping and his cock plunging inside me choked the sound from my chest.

The imposing intrusion sent a wave of pain through my hips. Mavros withdrew and thrust again, replacing the ache of the overwhelming stretch with a tide of pleasure. On the next thrust, I rocked my hips to meet his, keening as he impaled me.

“You make the sweetest noises for me,” the beast praised.

Mavros stood upright and a cool breeze rushed over my skin.

My nipples pebbled, and I felt dizzy, intoxicated on him.

He snarled, curling one palm under my knee and yanking me lower until my ass hung half over the edge of the table.

I yelped, but his increasingly rough pounding kept me on the wooden surface.

I braced myself on an elbow, following his gaze to the place where we were joined together.

His clawed hand fisted the ruined dress bunched around my stomach.

He used it as leverage, pulling me onto his cock as he fucked me into oblivion.

The other hand gripped my knee, keeping my legs spread far apart.

I couldn’t take my eyes away from his thick girth sliding inside of me, from the creamy essence coating his length each time he withdrew, or the way my sex stretched to accommodate him.

Mavros hammered into me as if he might nail me in place like a priceless work of art to be admired forever.

A vein in his temple throbbed, his hair hung in an inky black curtain to frame his face twisted with monstrous pleasure.

His horns gleamed in the firelight like a demonic crown.

The corded muscles under his dark fur flexed and tensed with his movements.

The flexing of his stomach and the width of his sculpted shoulders made me bear down and tremble around his length. He was beastly, and he was magnificent.

I lifted my hips harder to feel every hot, throbbing inch of him driving inside of me. “Please, please!”

“You want it rough?” His growl knocked the air from my lungs, and I clenched around him. “Oh, I know you do, sweet pet. I can feel how badly you want it.”

This position was so deep and so intimate, and watching his cock disappear inside me was intensely erotic.

His cock bulged my lower stomach, proving how deep he truly was and how much of my body he’d earned.

The beast would tear me in half if he went any deeper and gods-damn me, I locked both legs around his waist and pulled him closer.

“I’ll make you scream louder than you ever have before.”

My breath hitched when he rammed against me, against my inner walls and stroking on that receptive bundle of nerves only he had ever managed.

A surge of impossible heat crashed through me, and a storm of golden fire erupted from my stomach through my limbs.

My veins sparked with lightning and the sounds I made only encouraged the beast to fuck me harder, deeper, faster. “Such a sweet pet. So good for me.”

“Mavros, I’m… I’m going to—” The cresting rapture cut me off.

The creak of the wood under my back almost concerned me. The table legs scraped against the floor in complaint, but the lewd, slick sounds of his cock entering me and the aria of our moans rose louder.

His husky timbre ricocheted through my skull, headier than any drug. “Relax and let go. Give me all your pleasure.”

A culmination of blessed release burned through me.

The blinding, quivering effects of an orgasm sent me into a frenzy of sensation.

I soared over the edge of the heavens and flew into the dazzling depths of the universe.

I clawed at his shoulders, dragging him against me, chest to chest, using his bulky weight to keep me anchored to the world even as my mind floated away.

“Ah! Yes, yes!”

“Gods—fuck, you’re so tight. I can’t last when you… gods, when you come… it’s so…” He sounded frantic, out of breath, drunk, and wild. “That’s so good. Fuck, yes, that’s so good. You feel so good, so perfect. Good little pet. So good.”

His heart strummed an uneven, rapid staccato against my chest. His vibrating growls thundered around me and echoed through my bones.

A smaller secondary orgasm cascaded through my core from the slight shift in position.

Enough to make me cry out anew and hold him tighter.

So tight, so close, squeezing his dick impossibly hard as I fluttered around him.

With a mighty roar, he pulsed his release inside of me.

Thrust after thrust, painting my insides with his primal claim.

“You don’t need anybody else but me. No one else can have you, Astoria.

I don’t even want you thinking of others.

You’re mine.” His claws almost scratched my cheek when he caught my chin.

His eyes blazed through me before his mouth crashed into mine in a mind-shattering, bone-melting kiss I didn’t want to end.

In the middle of the night, I woke up in a nest of pillows and blankets on the library rug. The fire had sputtered out and a welcoming darkness shrouded the lofty room. When I shifted, Mavros stirred. Something hard nudged my behind, and I smiled to find us both naked and tangled together.

In the dark, dreamy haze of sleep and night, I threw a leg over his hips and found him receptive.

Mavros simply grabbed my hips as I lowered myself onto his cock and rocked over his length.

He growled and squirmed as I bounced on his cock but ultimately let me take control.

I rode him into oblivion and his knot swelled.

He didn’t stop me from sinking lower onto it.

He knotted me, locking himself into my body, and we both came again.

I fell asleep tucked into his arms and locked together with his swollen knot, knowing there were actual monsters outside the safety of the castle, but content in the embrace of the monster I loved.