“I am a monster, ghastly. I know this.”
I was shaking my head before he finished. “You’re fearsome and strong, protective and beautiful in my eyes.”
He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second. “Say it again.” He opened his eyes, the color flashing red, and a growl laced his words.
I knew what he wanted, what he meant, and it wasn’t sweet endearments falling from my lips. I shimmied up on the mattress so I could kiss him, then ran my tongue along his tusk, which pulled a groan from him.
His cock was hard as it pressed against me, seed already smearing along my leg.
“I’m yours,” I whispered against his lips, never having spoken truer words than those.
He growled and I found myself on my back again with my beastly husband hovering over me.
“You are mine. Forever. Let anyone try and take you from me, and they’ll see how dangerous I truly am.”
“I never want to be anywhere else.”
He closed his eyes once more and his shoulders tensed. “One day I’ll make you fall in love with me.”
Oh my sweet, big brute of a husband.I cupped his cheek and sifted my fingers through his fur. “I’m already on my way there.” My voice was whisper-soft, and his answer was a rough sound pulled from his throat as he parted my thighs and slid back into my deliciously sore body.
He opened me up and filled me to the brim.
And he did so for the rest of the night.