Excitement fluttered through Kiri. Arching her back, she climbed onto Monte’s lap, straddling his muscular thighs. His large hands cupped her ass, supporting her weight as she positioned herself above his throbbing length.
Kiri pressed her forehead to Monte’s, her breath hitching as she felt his thick, wide head probing her entrance. There was great resistance, a tightness that made her tense. Suddenly, her bracelet began to tingle, the sensation almost burning as ittraveled up her arm, down her spine, and settled between her legs.
She gasped as she felt herself open up, stretching to accommodate him with surprising ease.
“The bracelet... it’s working,” Kiri panted, amazed at the magic that allowed her to take his angry bulb head.
Monte’s brow furrowed with concern. “Do you feel any pain?” He shifted, moving her body up and down his length ever so slightly.
“No.” She moaned, eyes fluttering closed in ecstasy. She clung to his broad shoulders, savoring the delicious stretch and fullness. “It feels...unbelievably good.”
“Good.” His powerful arms enveloped her as he held her close. “Because I can’t hold back any longer.”
“Neither can I,” Kiri admitted, her voice barely more than a breathy whisper as she surrendered herself to him.
Her inner muscles rippled around him as he began to move with slow, deep strokes. Each withdrawal left her aching for more before he surged back in, hitting depths she didn’t know she had.
“My flower,” Monte growled, his voice ragged with restrained passion. “I’ve waited so long for you...”
She understood now why he’d been so hesitant, so gentle—he was huge and she was small. But together, aided by magic, they fit perfectly, two puzzle pieces interlocking. There was no more pain, only pleasure that built with each thrust, each ragged breath shared between them.
Kiri lost herself to pure sensation—the rock hard muscles flexing beneath her hands, the slide of his silky fur against her bare skin, the intensity shining in his dark eyes as he watched her unravel...
Suddenly, a low rumble emanated from Monte’s throat. He gripped her hips, his large hands nearly spanning her waist, andlifted her effortlessly. Kiri gasped as he impaled her on his thick shaft, the delicious stretch and fullness making her toes curl. He used her body like an extension of him, bobbing her up and down his impressive length with primal abandon.
“Oh god, Monte, yes!” Kiri cried out, digging her nails into his broad shoulders as jolts of electric pleasure shot through her core with each powerful thrust. She clung to him, wrapping her legs around him as he pistoned into her relentlessly.
Monte groaned, his voice rough with lust and adoration. “You feel so fucking good, Kiri. So perfect. I love you so much.” He buried his face against her neck, inhaling her sweet scent deeply. “I want to take you all over my lands, claim you again and again, so everywhere you go, you’ll remember how good I make you feel, how much you mean to me.”
Kiri whimpered and rolled her hips, meeting his thrusts as best she could while he moved her body at will. Her head fell back as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations, his passionate words stoking the fire building within her.
“Monte, yes... please, claim me everywhere,” she whimpered, her body quivering on the edge of ecstasy. “I want to be yours, completely.”
His powerful thighs flexed as he bounced her faster, his red-hot length striking her secret spot deep inside with every plunge, sending sparks skittering across her nerves. The wet sounds of their joining flesh and labored breaths filled the moonlit air...
Kiri’s body convulsed and shuddered in ecstasy, wave after wave of intense pleasure flooding her senses as she climaxed in Monte’s powerful embrace. Her cries of rapture echoed through the night, mingling with his deep, rumbling groans of satisfaction. She clung to him desperately, nails digging into his thick fur, as the force of her orgasm threatened to sweep her away.
Monte held her tight against his muscular chest, his strong arms enveloping her trembling form as he found his own release deep inside her. She felt the heat of his seed filling her—utterly completely—prolonging her bliss as their bodies moved together in perfect unison.
Kiri gasped and whimpered, so overwhelmed by the sensation of repeatedly being filled she could barely think straight.
As the crest of passion gradually subsided, leaving them both spent and satisfied, Monte gently lowered Kiri onto the couch cushion. She lay limp and panting in his arms, her sweat-slicked skin pressed against his, relishing the feeling of closeness and connection. He nuzzled her hair tenderly, placing soft kisses along her neck and shoulder.
“My love,” he murmured, his deep voice resonating through her. “That was...incredible.”
“Mmm.” Kiri sighed contentedly, still catching her breath. “You can say that again. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
She shifted slightly to gaze up at him, taking in his striking features—the strong line of his jaw, his proud horns, his soulful eyes that held such warmth and devotion. In that moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Kiri felt a swell of emotion, an almost overwhelming surge of love and belonging.
“I need to thank Lyra for this bracelet,” she mumbled, barely able to lift her wrist. “Because I was protected.”
Monte huffed and brushed her cheek with a gentle hand. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“No, no, I’m wonderful,” Kiri reassured him with a glowing smile. “I told you that I trusted you to not hurt me.”
“I’m glad,” he rumbled, pulling her closer.
Kiri shifted slightly against Monte and suddenly became aware that his stavwas still very much awake and eager, pressing insistently against her thigh.
