Page 142 of Monstrous Urges

“Good. Take your clothes off, get up on top of the piano, spread your legs, and send me a picture.”

My pulse thuds.

“Of?” I tease.

“Of your pussy. My pussy.”

Something dark and heated throbs in my core, followed by the loud, gnawing rumble of my stomach. It’s so loud that I actually giggle into the phone.

“What joke am I missing?”

“No, it’s…” I sigh. “I’m sorry, but can my photoshoot wait until after I’ve eaten something and freshened up a bit? I was over at Elsa’s and Hades’ seeing Bella after work and I’m starving.”

He chuckles. “Of course, love.”

My pulse skips.

I really, really love when he calls me that.

“Give me half an hour,” I purr. “I’m going to feed my stomach and then shower. And then…”

“I’ll be waiting,” he growls.

“Good,” I grin.

When I hang up, I wander into the massive, professional-grade kitchen. I mean I’m pretty sure I have all the tools in here to make the most complex, sophisticated Michelin-starred cuisine I could possibly want.

I slap together a turkey and cheese sandwich with avocado and spicy mayo.

I stand at the kitchen island, wolfing down my food. My phone dings. I glance down and grin when I see the texts from Elsa: a heartwarming photo she took of me cuddling with Bella.

Elsa Guin:

SO FREAKING CUTE!! OMG! Thank you so much for coming over!!

I grin as I pick the phone up.

Me

Literally ANY time! She’s so beautiful! If she goes missing, you know who to question first :P

Elsa Guin

Yes officers, this text message right here

Me

LOL

Elsa Guin

So, I didn’t want to get into it with Hades right there, but…I heard a rumor about you… ;)

I groan. Yeah, I was wondering how long it would take Alistair, Gabriel, Fumi, or Eloise—those who are “in the know” so far about Drazen and I—to spread that news a little wider. It’s not like I wasn’t going to tell Elsa, either. I just…haven’t yet.

Me

Lol….oh boy. Who squealed?