Page 26 of Ogre on Patrol (Monsters, PI #5)

Chapter 26

Ellie

H e kissed me like I was the center of his universe, as if every moment apart had been a mistake he'd never let us repeat. Instead of growing apart, we'd just suspended what we had back then. Now, we were building on it, and I suspected things would only get better.

The rough scrape of his stubble burned against the sensitive skin of my neck, the sensation sending little shivers dancing down my spine. I slid my fingers up to tangle in his hair. I held him closer, needing this, needing him.

“Ellie,” he whispered against my throat, and the heat in his voice made me feel like I was unfurling, blooming under his touch. I clung to him, my body arching involuntarily, seeking, wanting more.

“I'm here,” I whispered. It wasn't much, but it felt like everything. A promise. A vow. My breath rasped when his lips found the hollow of my throat, lingering where my pulse beat a furious rhythm.

Every brush of his hands sent waves of heat rolling through me. His fingers slipped beneath the hem of my shirt, skimming along my waist. His touch wasn’t rushed but infinitely sweet. Like he was rediscovering me, one careful movement at a time. I gasped as his hands slid higher, tracing patterns on my ribs that seemed to burn into my skin. Heat settled deep in my bones. His touch was tender, yet there was a fire behind it, a storm he was barely keeping restrained. It mirrored the one building inside me.

“Thain.” His name escaped my lips, carrying all the yearning that had grown unchecked since we separated. It was a declaration that I wanted him, all of him, here and now.

He froze, lifting his head to look at me. The glow from the house highlighted his cheekbones, but it was his eyes full of so much emotion, so much hunger that stole my breath. The vulnerability in his gaze made my chest tighten.

“Tell me you’re sure. Please.” He swallowed hard. “Say it again.”

I cupped his face, looking him straight in the eyes. “I’m sure, Thain. I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.”

His breath shuddered against my skin, and his tension eased, his body relaxing. His lips curved into a true smile, and for a moment, we just stayed there, frozen in silence that felt like it held the weight of the world.

Then he kissed me. He wasn't as gentle this time. This was need and longing poured into every movement of his lips against mine, every brush of his tongue that left me trembling. He kissed me like he'd die if he didn't.

His hands roamed, growing hungrier, more insistent. When his palms skimmed higher to cup my breast, I arched my back into his touch.

He groaned, his fingers tightening. He lifted my bra and when he rolled my nipple, I almost came on the spot.

Every stroke of his fingers left a trail of fire, binding me closer to him until there was no corner of myself he hadn’t claimed.

It felt right, like I had always been meant to be here in this male's arms.

“Inside or here?” he rasped, his gaze nearly feral.

We were alone, but cameras…

“Inside,” I said pertly.

Giving me a boyish smile, he rose and swept me up, stalking to my back porch and inside, where he kicked the door shut behind him and locked it with a twist of his wrist.

He carried me through the kitchen and down the hall to my bedroom, where he gently laid me on the blankets.

He tugged my shirt up and off, tossing it aside along with my bra. Then my pants and underwear, leaving me wearing nothing.

A quick jerk and his shirt went flying. His hand reached for the fastening of his pants, and his fingers slowed as his eyes locked with mine.

“I'm an ogre,” he said.

“I saw that.” My lips twitched, but I didn't smile.

“I'm big all over.”

“I figured that one out as well.”

“ Really big.”

“Show me.”

He jerked in a breath. “You're truly sure?”

“Unless you're the size of an elephant, then yes.”

“Not an elephant.” He poked his index finger against his golden, muscle-bound chest. “Ogre.”

“Show me how an ogre makes love.”

With a growl, he released the fastenings and tugged everything down at once, kicking it aside. He straightened, his thick, long cock jutting up to bounce against his taut abs.

“Not that big,” I said.

He flashed me a smile. “Are you trying to kick my self-confidence to the curb?”

“I believe I’m going to enjoy this, not shriek with pain while you impale me.”

His low laugh rang out. “Give me time, love. I do love to hear you shriek when you come.”

He climbed over me, and man, how delicious skin-to-skin was with this guy I loved.

Loved? Hell, yes. I wasn’t sure I ever truly fell out of love with Thain.

Thain hovered over me, his strong arms bracketing my shoulders as he gazed down at me with a reverence that made my throat tighten. His fingers trailed along my jaw, his touch so tender it sent goosebumps rippling over my skin. “You’re breathtaking, Ellie. Absolutely perfect.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. “I’m far from perfect,” I said, unable to meet his gaze for too long without feeling like I’d combust.

“To me, you are. Always have been.”

I reached for him, sliding my hands up his chest, feeling the solid strength beneath my fingertips. His muscles flexed at my touch, and a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. “You’re not bad yourself, really big ogre.”

He chuckled, dipping his head to capture my lips again. The kiss was everything. Slow but insistent. Tender yet brimming with unspoken passion. His body pressed against mine, his warmth enveloping me, making me feel like I was exactly where I belonged.

His hand drifted lower, skimming my hip and sliding down my thigh, his touch igniting a trail of fire that left me breathless. Every inch of my skin felt like it belonged to him, like it always had. I parted my legs, welcoming him there, and the moment his cock nudged against my clit, I let out a soft gasp, clutching at his broad shoulders.

“Sweet one,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He rested his forehead against mine, though he had to curl forward to do it. Otherwise, his cock would be down around my knees. Not much fun in that. "I’ll take my time. Tell me if it’s too much or not enough. I don’t ever want to hurt you. ”

"You won’t. I trust you.”

His eyes shut briefly. When he opened them again, there was something unguarded in his gaze, a look that made my heart stutter and my body ache for him even more.

His lips found mine again in a slow, languid kiss that unraveled any remaining fear or hesitation I might hold inside. His hand slid back up, his fingers curling around the curve of my waist, pulling me closer. His cock, thick and scorching hot, rubbed against my slick folds, the friction enough to send sparks shooting up my spine. I gasped into his mouth, my fingers gripping his shoulders tightly as I lifted my hips against him, desperate for more.

The air between us was electric, charged with desire and the fire that had been simmering for years and was finally ready to consume us both.

He groaned, the sound reverberating through his chest as he shifted, positioning himself fully at my entrance. His gaze searched mine, his eyes dark with passion but filled with a tenderness that made my heart ache.

I stared up at him. “No more waiting. No more walls.”

His breath hitched, and for a moment, he froze, as if my words had hit a deeper place inside him, one he rarely let anyone else see. Then he curled forward to kiss me again, harder this time, a kiss filled with promises, with devotion, with an unrelenting need that matched my own.

His lips trailed down my neck, lingering over the curve of my shoulder before moving back up again, as though he couldn’t get enough of me. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word left me trembling beneath him, needing more of this, more of him. He slid higher in the bed and rocked his hips forward, pressing the thick head of his cock against my entrance again, the pressure enough to make my thighs tremble and my breath catch.

“I’d wait another lifetime if that was what it took to be with you,” he said. “But tonight? I don’t want to wait another second."

"Don’t," I whispered, my hands clutching at his sides. "Please, Thain."

At my words, he began to push inside me, slowly, his grip tightening on my hips to keep me steady as my body stretched to accommodate his thick cock. A sharp burn melted into a full feeling, a warmth that made me moan and grip his arms. His breath stuttered as he pulled back and eased deeper, the tension in his body telling me he was holding back, restraining himself to keep from causing me pain.

"You feel…" He groaned, and his eyes rolled back in his head. "You feel amazing.”

I bit my lip, my eyes fluttering shut as he filled me, the overwhelming sensation of him claiming me, body and soul, washing over me. “Don’t hold back. Please.”

At my words, his restraint unraveled. He let out a ragged growl and sank fully into me, stretching me beyond belief until his hips were flush against mine. The fullness took my breath away, the heat of him searing into me in a way that made me feel entirely his. He stilled, his head dropping to the pillow above my head, his ragged breaths fanning my hair.

“You’re perfect,” he groaned.

“And you’re mine,” I whispered.

His body shivered, and I could feel his smile even though he was too tall for me to see it. “Yours. Always.”

He began to move, slowly at first, each thrust careful. Still holding back when I wanted all this male had to offer. His hand gripped my hip, holding me steady as he withdrew and filled me again, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I clung to him, my nails digging into the sides of his chest, my breath hitching with each powerful thrust.

But it wasn’t enough. I wanted all of him. I wanted the wild, unrestrained passion I knew he was capable of.

“Thain,” I gasped, my voice a plea. “More. Please, more.”

He growled, a sound that sent shivers tracking through me, and his pace quickened, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper. But he was still holding back, his large frame looming over me, his eyes dark with restraint. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his muscles trembled with the effort of keeping himself in check. I wanted him to unleash everything he had on me.

I whimpered with need.

With a groan, he pulled out. I gasped at the sudden emptiness, my body aching for him to fill me again. But before I could protest, he flipped me onto my belly, his strong hands gripping my hips and pulling me up onto my knees. I frowned, looking back at him over my shoulder.

“Thain, what?—”

“Trust me,” he growled, and then he was inside me again, impaling me with one powerful thrust.

Yes.

I cried out, my back arching as he filled me to overflowing, his cock reaching places I never knew existed. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he began to move, his thrusts wild and uncontrolled. This was what I wanted, what I craved. The feral, primal passion that only Thain could give me.

I rocked my body back to meet each of his hard drives. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the room, mingling with our ragged breaths and moans. His grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my skin almost hard enough to leave bruises. But I didn’t care. I wanted him to mark me, to claim me as his own.

“Ellie,” he growled, his voice a deep rumble that sent vibrations coursing through my body. “My Ellie.”

My heart swelled, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. This was more than sex. This was a claiming, a declaration of love and belonging. I was his, and he was mine. Nothing would ever change that.

His thrusts became faster, harder, his body slamming into mine with a force that left me breathless. Pleasure built inside me, a wave of heat that threatened to consume me whole. But I didn’t want this to end. Not yet. I wanted to stay here, in this moment, forever.

But my body had other plans .

When he reached around to stroke my clit, the heat building inside me crested, roaring over me with a force that left me screaming. My body gave way, my inner muscles clamping down on his cock as I came with an orgasm so intense it left me seeing stars.

Thain slammed his cock into me again and again as he rode me through my climax. Only when I stopped shuddering, when I thought I'd collapse, did he give in. He growled, and his cock pulsed inside me as he found his own release. He leaned over me, panting, his large body blanketing mine as we both gasped for breath.

He continued to stroke my clit—the feeling so exquisite it made me quiver some more.

I turned my head to the side, my cheek pressing against the cool sheets. Thain’s face hung above mine, his breath hot against my skin.

“I love you, Ellie,” he said. “I always have, and I always will.”

Tears filled my eyes again, and I reached up to stroke his cheek. “I love you too, Thain. So much.”