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I was getting a close up look at a Shade’s face for the first time, and me likey.
I’d been promised monster fucking, and I wasn’t getting any damn monster fucking.
Pity for him that he didn’t know my brain was wired wrong. Whenever I saw pointed teeth, I imagined them pressing against the delicate skin of my neck, pinning me in place while my monstrous lover fucked me ruthlessly into the mattress. Or the ground. Or the wall. Basically anywhere he could have me.
Do not react, I instructed my vagina. We’re not doing that anymore.
Meanwhile, I was over here imagining fanning those shadows that always hid his crotch away and spreading myself out like a buffet.
All the fluid in my body had traveled south on an urgent lubrication mission.
“I have almost no sense of self-preservation,” I murmured, rolling onto my front and crawling towards his magnificent cock like a moth drawn to a flame.
The more she orgasmed, the more she fed my power reserves.
I’d had the filthiest dreams I’d ever had now that my imagination had received the knotting expansion pack,
I heard the faint splash of slick hitting the seat below us, and I was going to demand it was never cleaned again.
When we knew each other a little better and I was confident he wouldn’t freak out, I was going to take those horns for a drive.
Ugh. Panties. Why was I even wearing them? They were just an obstacle for my husband to get through.
Besides, Ophelia hadn’t asked me to stay. Surely she would have asked if she wanted me to sleep next to her.