Tentacle Entanglement (Monster Mates, #1)

by Siggy Shade

The type of man who does it because he’s addicted to the taste of my pussy and loves making me cum.

The handsome face turns cold, and his lips curve into a grin as sharp as it is wicked. “Light erodes our compassion. Now, I have no reservations about taking what I want from my mate.”

“Why does it bother you so much?” “Our kind are shaped as we are for survival,” he says in a voice that fills the room. “It pains me to think that you might find any part of me revolting.”

“That’s it, my mate,” he says, his voice as breathy as mine. “You are so close to climaxing, so close to squirting into my waiting tentacle.”