To Marry A Monster (by Brey Mitchell) novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217

Chapter 217

ATASHA’S POV

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Cassian’s hands moved from my waist, his calloused palms gently grazing my sides as he slowly slid them up, taking the fabric of my dress with them.

The cool air of the cave kissed my skin as he peeled the damp cloth away, inch by inch, his fingers deftly working the laces of my corset. Each tug sent a shiver down my spine, the anticipation building as the fabric slowly loosened, eventually joining the dress in a crumpled heap on the cave floor.

Then, he kissed me again. The warmth of his lips ignited a fire inside of me. I closed my eyes, fully lost in the sensation. I could feel the heat radiating from him, the roughness of the stone wall at my back, and the faint sound of water cascading nearby.

His hands gripped my thighs, holding me firmly in place. Even as he unbuttoned his own shirt, I could feel the tension in his body, the way his breath quickened, a mix of urgency and desire. When he tossed the shirt aside, I could sense the shift, the air was charged.

The hard planes of his chest pressed against mine, the muscles taut and defined, sending another wave of heat coursing through me. My skin tingled where we touched, every inch of me aware of his proximity. He leaned closer, deepening the kiss, and I melted against him, losing myself in the moment as he pulled me toward him, our bodies fitting perfectly together.

Then, he lifted me up, my back pressing against the cool stone wall. My legs instinctively wrapped him closer, needing him closer.

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The kiss deepened just as his hand trailed down my neck, his touch feather–light, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. He paused at my collarbone, his thumb brushing over the delicate bone before continuing its descent.

Finally his hand cupped my breast. I let out a moan as his thumb circled my hardened nipples. Instinctively, my hips started grinding against his. The feel of him, hard and ready, pressed against me, sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. He groaned, a low, primal sound that only fueled my hunger.

Soon enough, his fingers found the edge of my undergarments, pausing, his eyes meeting mine, seeking permission. I nodded, my breath hitching as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric, his touch gentle yet electrifying against my core

He started slowly, his fingers exploring, circling, teasing, and my body responded eagerly, my hips moving in rhythm with his touch. His mouth trailed kisses down my neck, his breath hot on my skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through

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My fingers dug into his shoulders, holding on as his fingers picked up speed, his touch becoming more insistent. His teeth grazed my neck, the slight sting heightening my senses, his tongue soothing the spot as his fingers curled inside me.

His thumb pressed against my most sensitive spot, and my body tensed, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. His free hand gripped my hip, holding me steady as his fingers moved faster, pushing me closer to the edge.

The world around me blurred, the sound of the waterfall fading as my heartbeat pounded in my ears. It didn’t take too long before my body convulsed, waves of pleasure crashing over me, leaving me breathless and trembling.

He held me through it, his body pressed against mine, his breath ragged in my ear, his scent enveloping me. As I came down from the high, his fingers withdrew, his hands moving to his breeches. I helped him, my fingers fumbling with the buttons. in my haste, my hunger for him growing with each passing second.

When he sprang free, I could feel his manhood hot and hard against my core, pulsing with his need. He shifted, positioning himself at my entrance, his eyes meeting mine, holding my gaze as he slowly pushed into me.

I felt a rush of satisfaction, a sense of completeness as our bodies joined, our breaths mingling, our hearts pounding in sync.

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Chapter 217

His hips moved against mine, his body claiming me in a way that was primal, intense, and utterly satisfying.

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My nails dug into his back, my body urging him faster, harder. He complied, his body slamming into mine, the sound of our skin slapping together echoing in the cave, driving me wild. My body tensed again, the familiar waves of pleasure building, threatening to consume me. He felt it too, his body responding, his hips moving faster, his breaths coming in harsh gasps.

We came together, our bodies convulsing, our breaths mingling in a shared cry of release. He held me there, his body pressed against mine, his heart pounding in his chest, matching the rhythm of my own.

His forehead rested against mine, our breaths slowly returning to normal, our bodies still entwined, neither of us willing to break the connection. I felt sated, complete, my hunger for him finally appeased… at least for the moment.

“I didn’t know when you became so bold,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, still carrying the echo of everything that had just passed between us.

I lay curled against his chest, my cheek resting over his heart. The steady thud beneath my ear was impossible to ignore. It was strong, sure, a rhythm that slowly coaxed my own breathing back into line. We had spread his coat and shirt over the stone floor, a poor substitute for a bed, but in that moment it felt like the safest place in the world.

His arm tightened around me, not possessive, just there, as if he needed the contact as much as I did. His fingers brushed lightly through my hair, lingering at the nape of my neck where my pulse still raced.

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