Sink or Swim: A Femme Fatale Monster Romance (Femme Fatale Monsters) by Russo D.J

Author:Russo, D.J. [Russo, D.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-28T00:00:00+00:00

OONA

By the time the sun is setting in the sky, we’ve found a decent spot to camp. It’s not the tree house, so it isn’t exactly safe, but it will do for now.

I set up a lean-to made of sticks and a blanket we brought along. I’d prefer for us to be off the ground, but that just isn’t possible in our current circumstances. Hopefully, I’m the most dangerous creature in this part of the woods, but there are spiders, insects, and snakes to be wary of. Nick builds us a cozy fire while I pat the dirt for the millionth time with my tail, ensuring it’s soft enough for him to lie on. I want him to be as comfortable as possible. He deserves to be comfortable.

Once he’s finished, he sits down beside me, covers my hand with his, and smiles. I don’t want to lose him, but I know that this is for the best. He’s not of my world, and the longer he stays, the more likely everything will end in heartache. At least if I send him back to his own environment, only one of our hearts will be broken. His life will continue, and he will have a future somewhere out there. It’s not pleasant, but it gives me solace, knowing he’ll soon be where he needs to be.

“I think we’re just about done setting up,” I say in my own tongue, watching Nick toss a few more logs onto the fire. I don’t expect him to understand me. Not fully. He’s getting better at speaking my language, but we’re still a ways off from fluency. He can ask for food, tell me if he’s hurt, tell me when he’s tired or needs to relieve himself. He can also alert me to danger. But that’s about all.

“Can probably rest for now,” I murmur, and scoot over on the ground beneath the blanket to give him room, but instead of joining me, he rolls his pants down over his hips to dry them out by the fire. He kicks them off, allowing his cock to spring free.

To my surprise, he’s fully erect. I haven’t even done anything. What could have made him so hard, I wonder?

A whisper of a smile flashes across my face before I look away, pretending not to see, but he’s in front of me on his knees and pulling on my hands. Pulling them to his face. He asks me a question in words I don’t understand yet, and I respond with, “Sorry.”

“No sorry,” he says, pressing his forehead to mine. “Don’t be sorry, lovely.”

Lovely. A word he’s been using as a term of endearment for me these past few days. I’ve grown to appreciate it, I guess. The fire’s flames lick through the air, illuminating my dark green skin and making his chocolate brown eyes appear more whisky-hued in the light. Then he slides forward and kisses me deeply. Pressure builds between my legs. He wants to mate. I didn’t think I’d be able to get in the mood, not with our circumstances being what they are.

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