Page 15 of Monster’s Redemption (Monsters in the Mountains #9)

Fin’hir

I let my hands roam her as she slept, unable to allow myself to drift off the way she had. I still wanted more, but I also knew Blythe probably wouldn’t be able to handle more just yet. She was exhausted, and her body was unused to such activities, and our size difference would have only been more of a strain for her.

My mind drifted, unable to focus on any one thought. I was still in shock over her choosing me, worried about our reception from my clan, lust-drunk on the feel of her, and fearful that I’d do something wrong. She was so small and delicate, bearing wounds not visible to the eye, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to do what was right for her.

But I was going to try.

Possession seeped through me, the urge to turn and go back to our cave almost overwhelming. I didn’t want to share her. I wanted to keep all of her thoughts and focus centered on me. I wanted to spend my days providing for her, and my nights teaching her all the things there was to learn about pleasure. I wanted to keep her full of my seed and covered in my scent, locked away from everyone until she went into heat and I could sink my teeth into her along with my knot.

I spent the whole night holding her, her naked body pressed to mine. Even when my knot deflated my shaft remained hard inside her, connecting us.

And for the first time, when the blush of dawn lit the sky, I remained with her.

Her breathing changed first, a deep inhale expanding her lungs. Her heartbeat picked up as she was flooded with my scent, the way she rubbed her nose along my chest, instinctively nuzzling into me, making my cock twitch. Her little gasp and the way her channel fluttered around me let me know she’d felt it, her awareness coming back in a rush.

I wanted nothing more than to roll her beneath me and take advantage of the wetness that seeped from her, but I waited, wary of how she’d react. What seemed like good ideas with the coming of night were sometimes regretted in the daylight. I’d been honest when I told her I wouldn’t let her go if we went forward, but I had to see if her choice remained the same.

She gave a gentle rock of her hips, a purr leaving her throat as she lifted her head to meet my eyes.

“Good morning, little human. I’ve yet to fetch your breakfast since I’ve been distracted.”

I tipped my hips, and her lips twitched into a smile before parting as her core clenched around me.

“Did I—Did I sleep on you all night?”

Her eyelids fluttered as my shaft flexed inside her, the ridges beginning to move. They’d remained docile while she was sleeping, but with renewed stimulation, they were eager to work deeper inside her.

“You did.”

I didn’t need to tell her that I hadn’t been able to bring myself to move. There was nowhere else I’d have rather been, and nothing short of danger would have made me leave her depths.

She rocked her hips again, the scent of slick growing stronger around us. Her continued acceptance was more than I could have hoped for, and her eagerness to have me again was all I’d have dreamed about if I had been able to sleep.

“I’m sorry.”

The breathy whisper was at odds with the way she ground herself against me, a soft moaning leaving her throat as I let my hands creep up her thighs to grip her hips.

“Don’t be. You kept my cock warm and wet all night.”

Her eyes and mouth popped open, her chest and cheeks flushing darker, and I couldn’t help the grin that pulled my lips back and exposed my teeth. She’d started this thing between us, and she needed to know what she was in for. The one release had done nothing to satisfy my craving for her.

She seemed unsure what to say, so I gave another thrust, holding her in place by her hips. Her moan had my balls drawing tight, already ready to fill her with my seed, but I needed to see her come apart for me first. Needed to remind her how good I made her feel and renew my scent on her before she met other alphas.

“Take what you want, Blythe. I can feel your slick soaking me. Use me.”

It would have been better to give her a break and her body a chance to recover from the last time, but I couldn’t bring myself to deny what we both wanted. I’d never be able to refuse her.

Her fingers curled into the fur on my chest, the little pricks of pain adding to the sensations coursing through me. Her tangy sweet scent surrounded me, her breaths and thumping heart loud in my ears. Her slight weight on top of me was nothing, and it was a struggle not to take control and tug her down on me over and over until she screamed my name.

“I—I want…”

She trailed off as she met my gaze, her movements slowing. Her bottom lip disappeared into her mouth, her teeth dimpling the flesh as she worked up the courage to speak.

I raised a hand from her waist to cup her cheek, carding my fingers through her hair. Her eyelids fluttered closed as she sucked in a deep breath, her blunt nails pressing into the flesh of my chest.

She opened her eyes again, expression set.

“I want you on top.”

More blood flooded to my shaft, making it even stiffer inside her. I wanted nothing more than to cover her, but I didn’t want her pushing herself too far. I had no desire to trigger any bad memories to taint our moments together.

“Are you sure?”

I tried to keep my tone soft and neutral despite my worry. She didn’t need to carry the burden of my fears on top of her own.

“Yes. Please.”

The words were quiet but firm, and I couldn’t deny her. Wrapping my hand around the back of her head, I used the one on her hip to hold her in place as I lifted and turned us, depositing her where I’d laid all night. She maintained eye contact the whole time, her heartbeat remaining a steady, fast thump as she wrapped her legs as far around me as she could.

Extending my arms, I tried not to crowd her, giving her space to see the area around us.

“Is this okay?”

Her expression softened and she released her grip on my chest to reach up to stroke the sides of my muzzle.

“Yes. I trust you, Fin’hir.”

I groaned at the feel of her small hands on me, touching and petting.

Accepting.

She had no problem with our differences, and it only shamed me more for how I’d reacted to the others. I made a promise to make it up to them.

I was still lodged deep inside her but some of the immediacy of the lust had subsided. My ridges had calmed to gentle waves along her inner walls, and I wanted to take my time so she could enjoy each moment the way I was.

Pulling out until only my tip remained inside, I paused for a heartbeat before sinking back in, moving slow enough for her to feel each ridge and vein pass through her entrance. Her lips parted, her eyes going hazy as her body took mine, and I couldn’t help dipping my head down to lick along her collarbone.

Her fingers were still stroking my cheeks, the gentle sensation soothing and helping me maintain control of my slow pace. Her wet heat made me want to bury myself as deep inside her as I could get, but I kept my hips moving in a steady rhythm that had her breathing growing deeper with little whimpers interspersed when my ridges pressed against her inner spots.

Legs tightening around me, she tried to pull me into her faster, but her strength was nothing to mine. I let myself smile against her neck as I left a nip to remind her who was alpha.