Rescued By the Mothman (Monster Bounty Hunters #1)

Chapter 16

Clarissa

I felt like I’d slept for a year. The sun was bright in the sky. I reached over and found the bed next to me empty. Sable had slept here the past couple of days. Holding me when I needed it and simply being nearby when I was stuck in my head. The more I’d learned about my brother, the more I’d struggled. He was in jail and awaiting trial. I hadn’t visited him, and I wasn’t sure if I ever would.

I heard cooking downstairs. And for the first time, I found my brain could focus on something other than John. I padded downstairs and wrapped my arms around Sable from behind.

“Good morning,” I purred into his back.

“Good morning. Breakfast?”

“Maybe in a minute.”

He turned off the stove and turned to face me.

“What’s up? What do you need?”

I looked him up and down. For the first time in 2 days, I felt ready. I’d felt desire for him, almost continuously. But he’d told me he wanted to wait until I was ready in my mind. There was a lot to process, and it would take a long time. But having Sable here with me had brought contentment, even in the face of that.

“I need you. Now.”

Before I could say anything else, he scooped me up and carried me upstairs. He placed me down on the bed gently and stretched out his wings. They were impressive. I sat up and reached for him.

“No. Undress.”

His voice was thick with desire, and it sent a tingle down my spine. I pulled off my pajamas and lay bare on the bed. His eyes roamed over me slowly. The feeling of him enjoying me like this so openly was powerful.

“Touch yourself, Clarissa.”

I ran my hands up my thighs and teased myself a bit for him. His breathing grew heavy. I felt like I was already going to explode before I even touched my clit for the first time. Sable was as hard as a rock for me. I was so wet I wondered if I was making a puddle on the bed. I got the answer almost immediately.

“That’s it. I’ve been dreaming about you making this bed messy while you touch yourself. Slide inside for me.”

I pushed a finger inside myself and moaned, before adding a second.

“That’s my good girl.”

“Am I a good girl? Doing this?”

“You can be my dirty little whore, if you prefer?”

I moaned.

“Maybe next time.”

“Then keep going like a good girl.”

The huskiness in his voice was driving me wild, and I moved my fingers faster. Him watching me was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. But I wanted more.

“I want to touch you.”

He half laughed, half growled. The sound pushed me into my first orgasm, and I shuddered as I watched his eyes widen at the sight. As I rode the waves back down to earth, he pulled his pants down, revealing a huge, hard cock. It was longer than average but, the intimidating part of it was the thickness. Deep ridges ran all around it, top to bottom. I’d never seen anything like it, but I knew it was going to feel good.

“Pick your favorite toy.”

He was determined to torture me, apparently. I pulled open my bedside table and grabbed my rabbit. This toy had been a steadfast companion on many a night. I’d never thought one day I’d be using it for someone. I fired her up and almost laughed at Sable’s face when he heard the loud noise.

“How does the whole town not hear you with that thing? Why’s it so loud?”

“She’s an old girl.”

She’d gained a loud rattle with age, but she was still the best. I worked her in and my head fell back on the pillow with the familiar pleasure. The vibrations sent tingles up and down my body. I heard movement and looked at Sable. He was slowly stroking himself as he watched me with hooded eyes. His cock glistened with pre-cum. He was dripping for me too. The sight of him mesmerized me and I came again quickly.

“Please, Sable. Please touch me.”

He was so far away, I wanted to scream. He seemed happy with my obvious need and finally came closer, kneeling between my legs. I reached out a hand to his chest and he let me stroke the thick, soft fur. I ran my hand down to his cock and trailed a finger along it. He gasped at my touch. The ridges were hard, and I could already imagine them inside me.

“Do you want this, Clarissa?”

“Gods, yes, I want this.”

I squeezed his cock for added emphasis and he moaned.

“Clarissa, your touch drives me wild.”

I gripped tighter and moved up and down his length. His head fell back and his eyes fluttered closed. I knew this was a sight I’d replay in my head a lot. It felt like he was at my mercy. I moved faster and harder and then, just as his breathing sped up, I slowed right down again. His head snapped back forward.

“I’m not the only one who likes to tease.”

“Not you’re not.”

“I can see this becoming a competition in the future.”

I laughed. He kissed me thoroughly before continuing breathlessly.

“But not now. I’m going to spend so many hours slow playing this in the future. But right now, Clarissa. I need you. I need to be inside you and feel you twitching around my cock.”

“Yes.”

It was all I could manage. He climbed over me and nudged at my entrance. I tilted my pelvis and pulled at his hips frantically. He pushed as for a moment I thought he wasn’t going to fit. But he thrust shallow little thrusts until I stretched for him. When those first delicious couple of inches finally went inside, I cried out. I hadn’t realized just how good those ridges would feel.

“Sable!”

“You want more, angel?”

“Yes, I want all of it.”

“You can have a little bit more.”

He slid in further, stretching me to what felt like my limit. Another orgasm blindsided me and my body twitched with the force of it. Sable grunted loudly.

“Fuck, you come so tightly.”

Before I’d even recovered, he pushed in all the way. I cried out, and he let out a guttural moan. His wings spread out as he arched with pleasure.

“You have the best godsdamn pussy, angel.”

Our bodies lay flush against each other for a moment, while we looked into each other’s eyes. Sable stroked a finger down my neck. This monster was intoxicating. Having him inside me almost wasn’t enough. I needed every part of him, not just physically.

“I don't know how it happened so quickly, but you are really special to me, Sable.”

He kissed me and began thrusting slowly inside me.

“Clarissa, I am absolutely, wildly, in love with you.”

My face broke into a giddy smile.

“I love you too.”

We kissed, and the gentleness of his thrusts turned into something harder and more intense. My brain switched off, possibly for the first time in my life, and I lost myself in the feeling of him. I let myself be free. As he rocked into me, I craved more and begged him to go harder.

“Are you sure you can take it harder?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

He thrust harder and harder, watching my face the whole time. He sped up and my moans turned into screams. I could feel the thick ridges running up and down inside me.

“Good, make a noise for me, angel. Say my name.”

“Sable, Sable. Oh, fuck Sable.”

Before I could process what was happening, I found myself upright, my legs wrapped around him.

“Keep going for me, angel.”

I rocked my hips into him as he walked me to the balcony and opened the doors.

“Sable, what?”

“Hold on.”

With a leap, we were in the air. Last time, this terrified me. But I was mindless with pleasure now. I kept thrusting against him and around him as he took us higher and higher. His hands grabbed on to my ass and he resumed slamming into me. I let my head fall back and the wind run through my hair.

As his groans mixed into my cries, I knew no human could ever have fucked me like this, even on the ground. When I came this time, screaming, he followed. Slamming into me, saying my name over and over again, his breath on my neck.

He held me tight, his head buried in my breasts as he recovered. As I regained my senses, I saw how high we were flying. Trees spread out for miles around us. And we were naked. I shivered slightly now. He stayed inside me, still semi hard until we were back at the house. He gently laid me on the bed again and collapsed over me. We fell asleep, with him still inside me, propped up so he wouldn’t crush me.

When I awoke, it was because I felt him hardening inside me. His gentle lips brushed mine.

“Good morning, love.”

He rocked slowly, and I knew this was just the start. The connection between us was stronger now. It was like there was a tie between us.

“Do you feel that, Sable?”

“Yes, angel.”

It was hard to focus on words as he moved faster.

“What is it?”

“We’re mates.”

He looked into my eyes.

“I know it’s a lot. Should I stop?”

“Absolutely not!”

And the connection between us sang as we claimed each other all over again.