Blood of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #1)

by Rina Kent

S...

“It’s just that… I’m not use...

He walks toward me, his purposeful strides eating the distance in no time. When he stops in front of me, I cease breathing, utterly taken aback by how close he is. Kirill lifts my...

“Then get used to it, S...

Lipovsky—Aleksandra—stares at me from her position on the bed. She’s been uncharacteristically quiet since I grabbed her chin and called her by a pet name a few hours ago. Her cheeks curiously flushed with a soft pink hue in the span of seconds. A fact that makes me want to repeat the gesture just for the reaction alone. But I won’t. For now.

That unusual blush creeps up her neck and cheeks again. Despite her short brown hair, she looks more feminine than most women. The strap of her nightgown slips off her uninjured shoulder and settles on her arm. The small motion teases the creamy skin of her naked breasts, which are tipped with dark pink nipples. I know because I saw them when I changed her clothes yesterday. A sight that’s engraved in my memories in spite of my futile attempts to erase it. I must stare for longer than socially acceptable, because Aleksandra clears her throat. She appears oblivious to what I was hyperfocused on, though. Either she’s too naïve or too good at this game.

My lips twitch at the stutter, finding it surprisingly adorable on someone who couldn’t be accused of lacking a backbone.

she murmurs in a gentle tone that vibrates through my chest, then shoots straight to my dick, and my heart jolts.

I pull up the strap of the nightgown that’s been subtly teasing me for the past twenty minutes. Goosebumps erupt on her skin, and she goes still. She even stops breathing for a second too long. A devilish thought sparks my mind. I wonder if she’ll tremble if my hand innocently touches her breast. I only have a side view of her face, but the more my hand lingers on her skin, the longer she holds her breath. After a quick thought, I remove my hand. While it’s fun to toy with her, the way she’s holding her breath may cause complications.

“You’re lucky to be the subject of such love, son,” Nicholas says. “Take it from me, it’s a blessing to come across, and if you don’t protect it, using your life if needed, you might regret it for the rest of your days.”

When I return to the room, I find Sasha lying on her back, the robe scattered at her side and her eyes are closed. Looks like she gave up the battle and fell asleep. I sit on the bed and start to pull the covers from her hold. The bright color of her eyes meet mine as she grips them tightly.

“W-what are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m go...

“Aren’t you supposed to sleep on the floor...

“Why would I do that when the...

I forcibly pull the covers back and lie down, palm under my head, ...

“T...

She inches to the edge of th...

“I’ll sleep on th...

Without opening my eyes, I roll onto my side and throw my a...

“You’ll do no such thing. It’s cold and uncomfortab...

Her body goes still beneath mine, but it’s a careful type. A behavior like injured animals would exhi...

“Kir...

“...

I ask nonchalantly, pretending not to feel the squeeze in my chest at hea...

“Nadia said you seemed to have taken a long journey to get me here. It must’ve been so hard in the middle of all the snow and with the enemy at your back. I was as goo...

I open my eyes to be greeted by her molten ones. They’re more green than brown now, brigh...

“You were still br...

“But I was unresponsive and ...

“As long as you were still breathing, I wouldn’t leave you behind. That...

“Even if you were in danger bec...

“Even ...

She gulps, the delicate veins in her throat bobb...

“Thank you. I think I stayed alive because I ...

Her face shines with that bright innocence again. This isn’t only a display of gratefulnes...

Slowly, I open my eyes. The moment I understand the situation, a wordless gasp spills from my lips. Turns out, the pillow isn’t a pillow, after all, and I am, in fact, cocooned in Kirill’s arms. I tilt my chin up to catch a glimpse of his sleeping face. The hard lines of his jaw are shadowed by the early morning light slipping through the window.

His lashes are quite thick, and so are his brows. I have an undeniable compulsion pushing me to touch them, just to see how they feel. As I lift my hand, he tightens his arm on my middle. It’s the same arm he threw over me last night, and he hasn’t changed his position, not even an inch. I’m the one who turned in his direction and practically hugged him back.

I shift and accidentally, or not really, inch closer to him, but then I come to a jolting halt. Something hard and massive stabs the bottom of my belly. At first, I think there’s an object between us, so I move my stomach up and down, but the ‘object’ grows in size. Holy shit. It’s his…dick. And it’s erect and huge. My ears heat, and my fingers that are hovering in the air tremble. Tracing his face is the last thing on my mind now that I’m being poked by his boner.

Just to make sure, I lean closer, subtly rubbing my stomach up and down. Once again, his cock thickens against me. I don’t stop. I can’t. I keep wondering how big it can get, and I’m rewarded by the twitchiness against my skin. Yes, we’re clothed, but it doesn’t feel that way right now. My belly flutters, and a sudden zap of pleasure shoots between my legs. I have to place a hand on my mouth to stop whatever sound from coming out.

“You better be aware of what you’re doing or I swear to fuck…”

I come to a halt, my breath catching, and a cold sweat breaks out all over my skin. Icy blue eyes clash with mine, and I have nowhere to go or hide. All I can do is remain here, motionless and feeling every beat of my heart thundering against my rib cage. The scenario I dreaded earlier comes crashing down with more of an impact than I anticipated. I can’t breathe o...

“So you are ...

The husky timbre of his sleepy voice carries in the air and gets stuck between us. His large hand flexes on my hip, and I can almost feel his skin sinking so deeply into me t...

“And here I thought you were moving i...

There’s a slight amusement in his voice, and if I weren’t so mortified, I’d swear it ...

“I…I ...

I lie through my teeth and don’t sound convinci...

“Is that so? I’m almost sure you were doing ...

My cheeks heat, and I start to lower my head. In a flash, he lifts my chin with his index and middle fingers. This time, I have no escape from the cold depths of his punishing gaze. It strikes me then that...

“Were you doing it on purpose, Sasha?”