Page 16 of Knotty Bargain (Monster Holidays #3)

CHAPTER 16

CORDELIA

H is lips hover inches from mine, the warmth of his body making me lightheaded. Levi towers above me, his four muscular arms caging me in. His dark red skin seems to beckon my touch as his black eyes bore into me, daring me to close the distance.

This is wrong , a voice in the back of my mind whispers. He's a demon. The King of the Underworld.

A monster.

But my body aches for his touch, yearning to lose myself in him. Heart pounding, I tilt my chin up and press my lips to his.

Electricity courses through me at the contact. His mouth slants over mine, the kiss deep and claiming, igniting a fire low in my belly. Strong hands grip my waist as Leviathan lifts me effortlessly onto the kitchen island, his massive body wedging between my thighs.

I don't know what's going on between us. There's a strange feeling growing inside my chest, but I'm afraid to look at it too closely.

Levi touches me, his hand curling around my knee, stroking up my thigh. My pussy clenches, heat curling between my hips.

This is not about feelings. I don't have to think about them. We can be fake and have fun at the same time, right?

I reach out, my hands splayed on his chest. He's so muscular. His pecs move slightly under my hands. I roam my fingertips down his stomach, feeling him up through the shirt, then back up to his shoulders. I grab onto the higher pair of biceps, keeping me grounded as he fucks my mouth with his tongue.

Levi groans against me. His body is tense, stiff. As if he's holding back.

"Touch me," I plead against his mouth without opening my eyes. My heart races and I might pass out from lust if I look into his eyes right now.

Levi snaps. Without breaking the kiss, two of his hands curl around my waist. They're so big he envelops me, even when I'm a big girl myself. The tips of his thumb brush underneath my breasts and wetness grows hot between my legs.

He holds me up effortlessly and his two other hands make quick work of my pants, tugging them down my legs. I moan into his mouth, my core throbbing with need, dripping with arousal. The hard planes of his chest press against my sensitive breasts as a third hand ventures between my thighs.

His fingertips brush the inside of my leg. I hiss against his mouth, spreading myself to him. Is this alright? Is this going too fast?

Levi buries a hand into my hair, pulling my head back, exposing my throat. He kisses my cheek, my jaw, then bites down onto the sensitive skin of my neck until I moan.

"You make the prettiest sounds," he murmurs against the wet skin, making me shiver. "Keep them coming for me."

I only had sex back in school, when I had to be discreet and quiet. It's so strange to be asked to be loud.

And it's not hard at all.

Levi brushes his fingers over my panties, finding the slit of my pussy easily. He growls into the hollow of my throat, all animalistic need. I get lost in his hands—one is in my hair, the other between my thighs, a third holds my leg open, and the fourth ventures up to grab my breast. He's hot all over. My body goes extra sensitive, pulsing and buzzing with energy.

And we barely even started.

Once more, he lifts me off the island, tugging my panties down. The marble is cool against my skin. In the back of my head, I tell myself we shouldn't be doing this on the kitchen counter. We shouldn't be doing this somewhere my best friend could catch me.

It doesn't last long. My mind is hazy with hot need. I half-open my eyes to find Levi staring at my pussy. I don't have the time to feel insecure before he growls again, his black eyes huge.

"Fuck, you're perfect." He kisses me again and this time, his fingers find my swollen clit.

My toes curl. I throw my head back, inviting him to nibble on my neck again. He does it, sucking and licking. He twists my nipples through the shirt. A thick finger pushes gently into my entrance to gather my arousal, then works circles around my clit.

It's embarrassing how fast I approach an orgasm.

"Levi," I gasp, head falling back as pleasure spirals through me. "Oh. Oh. "

"Fucking hell," he groans, more to himself than to me.

He shoves his own pants down, freeing his large, throbbing erection. I only see it for a second before he takes it in his hand. He keeps working on me, faster and faster, his lips devouring my sounds. My hips move in time with his ministrations. I climb toward an orgasm.

I'm right on the edge, trembling, shaking with need, begging breathlessly. Levi's hand flies up and down his cock, right against my thigh. His member is even hotter than the rest of his body. I want to touch it, but I'm too far gone.

"That's it, gorgeous," Leviathan rasps. "Come for me."

His command sends me flying apart with a cry, my orgasm crashing over me in intense waves. I explode like never before. Pleasure is an electric current running down my limbs and straight into my heart. I scream and convulse between his hands. Leviathan growls, his own release following swiftly.

Ropes of his warm come spurt onto my thighs, then onto my shirt. It keeps coming even harder, spurting everywhere . It hits my face at one pointas he continues to pump his cock, riding out his high with deep grunts.

We stay there for a moment, chests heaving, basking in the afterglow. I half-open my eyes to look at him.

His cock is huge . It's a darker red than the rest of his body, with big veins running down the sides. He's also... kind of textured? There are bumps all along the shaft, big grooves giving it a spiraling horn look. The head is tapered and there's a... a...

He has a knot. I can't think about that right now.

Leviathan meets my eyes, his lips parted with shallow breath. He raises a hand and gently wipes his come from my chin with his thumb, an apology falling from his lips. But the sheepish gesture cracks through the tension and suddenly we're both laughing, loud and carefree, the sound echoing through the kitchen.

And in that moment, I want to pretend this is all real.