Stefan’s dark chuckle still vibrated against her ear, his arms a possessive cage around her spent body. “A monster,” he repeated, the words thick with pride. “My monster.” His hand slid down the curve of her spine, a rough, claiming stroke that made her shiver. “And monsters get fed.”
Before she could process his meaning, his hands were on her hips, rolling her. The movement was effortless, a testament to his strength. Hazel went with it, a soft gasp escaping her as the cool leaf litter met her stomach.
He guided her up onto her knees, her ass in the air, her upper body supported by her forearms on the forest floor. The vulnerable position sent a fresh, electric thrill through her core, which still throbbed from his last claiming.
She felt him shift behind her, his knees nudging her thi
