Gone with the Monster: Monsters in Hollywood, Book 3 Read online

  How much more exciting would it be to be knowingly observed?

  Jesse blushed, her thighs tingling at the thought. Max inhaled sharply, his head jerking up as he finally looked her way. He knew. She kept forgetting about their heightened senses.

  “I told you she was unique, didn’t I, Maximus? So innocent and yet so openly sensual.” He ran the backs of his knuckles along the tops of her breasts lightly. “As irresistible as Eve herself.”

  He lifted her trembling hands from her breasts, kissing each palm in turn. “Let him see you, angel. See the perfection I thought I’d only dreamt of all these years.”

  A sound emerged from Max’s chest that drew Jesse’s gaze. Kit’s fingers were caressing her, her arms, her breasts, her legs. And Max was watching every move in silence, his desire plain for her to see.

  Something came over her. Jesse knew she should be covering herself, demanding that Kit return her clothes or make Max leave. But she didn’t. She lifted her chin and arched her back, wantonly displaying her breasts for both men to see.

  “You are such a bad girl, sarasvatti.” Kit’s words were soft and harsh against the base of her neck before he scraped her sensitive skin with his fangs. He rolled one of her nipples between his forefinger and thumb, causing her to gasp and shift on the damp rock beneath her.

  He raised his voice, including Max in their conversation once more. “Her body responds so beautifully to my touch. Show him, angel. Show him how wet you are already. For me.”

  His hand slid from her breast to her thigh, pressing gently, letting her know what he wanted her to do. Jesse spread her legs, unable to stop the whimper of desire that escaped her lips.

  Kit slipped two of his fingers inside her aching sex, soaking them with her juices. He pulled them out, ignoring her protesting moan, to suck them into his mouth, his eyes closing at the taste. “So delicious. I’ve never tasted anything so sweet. I need more.”

  He buried his face between her thighs with a feral growl. Jesse leaned against the rocks, holding on to his head as the water pulsed against her. He was fucking her with his tongue, his fingers spreading her thighs wide and high, holding her open for him.

  Max is watching. Oh God, Max is watching. It was repeating over and over in her brain like a mantra. Her body was on fire for Kit, loving what he was doing, craving it. But the knowledge that he was doing it for an audience sharpened every sensation, heightening her pleasure.

  She tried to focus on Max, and realized he’d moved closer. And his shirt had disappeared. He was thicker, beefier than Kit, but his chest bore the same large scar as his cousin’s. And his eyes held the same dark intensity.

  He didn’t leer or wink disrespectfully, nor did he smile in a harmless, reassuring way. His expression was one of…wonder. He was looking at her body as though he’d never seen anything more beautiful. No one but Kit had ever looked at her like that. She was too tall, too broad shouldered, and usually far too big for the average human male.

  But not for the average giant. That thought was the ultimate aphrodisiac.

  Kit was devastating her with his tongue, his teeth. With his thick, knowing fingers. Her vision blurred and her body bowed in response. She gripped his head in her hands, lifting her hips up to meet his mouth. “Kit. Yes. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

  His fingers tightened on her thighs, and he lifted his mouth. “My greedy angel. Come for me, Jesse. Come against my tongue. I want it all. Every fucking drop.”

  “Kit.” He swirled his tongue deep inside her, his thumb pressing her aching clit, and Jesse couldn’t hold back. She cried out with the power of her climax, coming against his mouth while the water poured down her burning skin. Kit pulled her closer, groaning with approval as his raspy tongue lapped at the lips of her sex, as if he couldn’t get enough of her taste.

  Her mouth opened on a soundless scream when his fangs pierced her inner thigh. Fire flowed through her veins and into her core from the drugging ecstasy of his bite.

  Jesse felt herself coming again and again, waves of pleasure that seemed to grow stronger with every moment that passed. Her gaze was captured by a snarling Max, his own fangs extended while his attention fixated on the healing mark on her breast. She closed her eyes, her body on overload.

  “I can’t…it’s too much.”

  Kit cleaned the wound with his tongue before getting up to stand beside her. Her heavy lids lifted to see his massive cock hovering just out of reach. She wanted to taste it, to return the pleasure he’d given her, but he didn’t give her the chance. “It’s not enough, sarasvatti. It will never be enough. I need to be inside you.”

  He lifted her by her hips, sliding beneath her so she was sitting on his lap. Kit leaned his chin on her shoulder, holding her while she rubbed against him, her body screaming for his. “Now you know.”

  Max answered, his voice rough with longing in the large hall. “Now I know.”

  “I will have your vow.”

  Jesse watched Max kneel on the marbled floor in front of them. “With the blood I spill, you have my vow. Only death can break it.” He pulled a dagger from his boot, slicing open his palm before Jesse could stop him.

  “What are you doing?”

  Kit pulled her back against his chest, his hands tightening on her hips as he probed her with his cock. “We are protecting you, sarasvatti. And I? I am loving you.” The last words were whispered softly in her ear before he pulled her down, filling her heated sex with his thick erection.

  Her body was still reacting from his bite, fluttering with residual contractions as he stretched her. A part of her seemed to watch from the corner of the room in disbelief. She watched as the voluptuous goddess threw back her head, her fiery tresses spilling across the bronze giant’s chest as she fought to accept all of him inside her.

  She was heedless of the man at their feet. She took his worship as her due while his blood dripped from his clenched fist onto the floor, his other hand cupping his stiff erection through his pants, desperate for his own release.

  The woman beneath the waterfall lifted her breasts in her hands, squeezing her nipples hard between her fingers, loving the sharp sensation. She was shameless in her sensuality. Focused only on the pleasure hammering her body as her lover drove her down onto his cock, faster and deeper with every stroke.

  She came back to herself with a cry as Kit lifted one hand from her hips to spank her clit. “That’s what I want. I want to hear your cries of need echoing through these somber halls.”

  He spanked her again, growling when she tightened her muscles around him in response. “You’re like hot silk around my cock. Your pussy grips me tighter than any fist, sarasvatti. Great Mother, Jesse, I’ve never felt such heat.”

  Jesse freed her breasts, reaching back to grip his thighs for balance as she rode him harder, forcing him in as deep as he could go. Kit gave a shout of surprised pleasure. “Yes. That’s it, angel. Take what is yours. Fuck me.”

  She rocked against him, reveling in the stretch, the sting as her internal muscles were forced to give way to his hard shaft. His mouth opened on her shoulder, fangs pressing against her flesh but not breaking the skin. She could feel his restraint, feel him holding back, maintaining his control. But she didn’t want him to have control. Not now.

  Jesse’s nails dug sharply into his thighs and she lifted herself up, until the head of his cock was barely inside her, and stopped. She clenched her muscles rhythmically around the tip of his shaft, but held herself back, keeping what he wanted just out of reach.

  Kit’s grip tightened on her hips. “Jesse? Baby, you’re killing me.” She resisted his gentle tug, shaking her head.

  Max stilled, tilting his head as he waited to see what she was up to. But Kit knew. “You think you want me to lose all my control, sarasvatti, but you don’t. Or are you angling for a special kind of punishment?”

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