Heart of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #3)

by Rina Kent

“You’ve already given me an ultimatum by impr...

“That’s because if I gave you the choice, you’d run away again, and I can’t bear to b...

“Stop saying things l...

“Like what? That you’re my wife, Mr...

I feel heat rising within me and the unconscious loosening of my muscles. I’m ...

I’m not confident I can hate him forever either. Hell, I haven’t been able to hate him ever since I found out Kristina married Konstantin and he was the one who plotted it.

“I just sent you the coordinates of the cabin we’re spending the night in. I think they followed us, so they don’t know about the cabin’s location, but if by any chance it appears they do, run as fast as you can.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll stop them and join you at...

“You think I’ll let you do that o...

“I mean it, Sas...

“And I mean it, Kirill. I don’t need you...

“...

“Let’s lose them by going sep...

My feet come to a halt when I catch sight of him walking onto the property, a gun in his hand and blood covering his neck and chest.

“Kirill!”

I run towa...

“What’s wrong? Have you b...

The words die in my throat when he meets me halfway and slam...

My lips tremble beneath his hard, demanding ones. Being kissed by Kirill has always been an experience, but this kiss? It’s as if I’m facing a hurricane and my only choice is to let myself be whisked away. He captures my chin, his fingers pressing on the skin with nonnegotiable power. Everything about him brims with control and command. His touch. His chest that’s pressing against mine. His hand that’s glued to my back. My lips are pried open—or maybe I willingly let them part. Emotions cloud my head until I can’t tell which is which anymore. That slight hesitation is what Kirill needs to invade my mouth. His teeth nibble on my tongue, the pressure rising in increments, holding me hostage in its intensity. Just when I think he’ll cut the skin, he sucks on the assaulted part. I bite him back just as hard, maybe even harder. I have to inflict pain for all the confusion, the betrayal, the disappointment. I want to hurt him. No, I need to hurt him for everything he made me go through just because I stupidly loved him. This time, a metallic taste explodes in my mouth. He has to taste it, too, but he doesn’t stop or pause in his mission to conquer me. I hold his jaw with my shaky fingers and throw my hand that’s holding the gun on his shoulder. Kirill isn’t deterred by how I drew his blood. In fact, he lowers his hand to my throat and squeezes as he kisses me deeper, nearly sucking my soul out of my mouth. And you know what? I’m doing the same. I went months without touching him...

“I thought I’d lost you again.”

He lifts a hand from my thigh and strokes my hair, my cheek, and my swollen lips. He touches me everywhere as if wanting—no, needing—to make sure I’m actually here. I don’t mean to, but my hand loses its grip on the gun, and I unload it before I let it hit the ground...

“I thought you we...

My whisper sounds convoluted in the tense air. Kirill slowly opens his eyes, and I stop br...

“So you came out to ...

“That’s ...

“Don’t lie to me, Sasha....

I remain silent, scared of voicing the thoughts I had earlier out loud. Hell, I’m terrifi...

“Very well. We’ll do it your...

His lips devour mine again, this time hungrier, angrier, and brimming with a decadent rage I’ve never felt before. He clutches my hand and drags me up the flight of stairs, then stops in the middle and glues my back against the wooden railing that creaks at the...

“What are you...

My question is cut off when he bites my lower lip. One of his hands squeezes my breast through my shirt while the other unzips my pants and yanks them down. My legs clench together, but that only manage...

“You seem to have this strange idea that you could ...

He slides his fingers over my panties, and they’re wet. They’ve been like that since he started kissing me senseless. Despite myself, I find my heart and body reacting to Kirill’s presence and touch in the most wanton way. My hips jerk when he slowly but firmly circles his fingers around my clit, stimulating, but not really giving it enough attention. I tilt my head back, held hostage by the to...

“Eyes o...

My gaze clashes with his icy one. Only, there’s fire there now. A dangerous flame that could and would engulf eve...

“Answer me. Do you truly believe you’...

“We had a...

My voice is throaty, low, and definitely not what I want to sound like in this sc...

“A d...

He slides my panties to the side and thrusts two fing...

“You want to abide by the deal? Very...

He adds a third finger, and I sink my nails in the railing to stop myself from tumbling over or actually holding on to him. His thumb glides back and forth on my clit as he fucks me with his fingers. It’s enough pressure to make me want to come, but not enough to get me there. I release a frustrated sound, but that doesn’t ...

“Did anyone else touch this c...

I glare a...

“That’s none of your ...

“Wrong an...

His rhythm dulls to a mere caress and I hate it. I want the rough touch, the violent orgasm. I need it. Maybe h...

“We’ll try ...

He thrusts with a heightening pace and applies the perfect p...