Page 91 of An Invocation of Monsters

“I believe it.” I wriggled against him, wanting more of his warm fur and skin against me, and felt his cock twitch against my thigh.

Fuck everything. I sat up, deliberately stripping off my clothes piece by piece. Kiraxis’s massive cock grew larger with each piece shed, and when I got up to strip off my jeans, he reached down and began stroking himself.

The sight of that massive clawed hand pumping himself made me faint with desire for a moment.

I didn’t want to worry or overthink everything that had happened. I just wanted my monster inside me, and I wanted to please him.

“If this makes you feel better, I am your willing victim.”

I stripped off my underwear and tossed them aside. “I’ll make you a worthy sacrifice.”

Then I straddled him, my legs forced apart by his sheer bulk. I leaned forward, stretching across his chest to kiss his fanged mouth.

His hands rose, two on my shoulders, two gripping my hips.

Desire uncurled low in my belly, and I ran my hands over his chest and stomach, inching backwards on my knees until his cock was trapped under me.

I felt his pulse, throbbing against my wet folds.

I sucked in a breath, bracing myself on his abdomen as I slid myself over his length. Kiraxis groaned, eyes gleaming, moving my hips for me until I was grinding against his cock.

“That’s my good mate,” he growled. “Soak me with your wetness, my Elle. Let me feel your desire.”

I whimpered, feeling the friction of his silky cock on my clit. “I want you inside me before you knot.”

He rumbled out an affirmative, then sat up so suddenly I almost fell over.

Kiraxis flipped me around until I was sitting with my back to his chest. I let out a squeal as he literally picked me up, his cock springing upwards, and speared me on it.

As his thickness entered me, spreading out my slick-softened walls, I groaned and writhed, sinking lower.

There was a mounting pressure as he thrust upwards, forcing his knot past my entrance with a wet pop.

I’d always prided myself on being independent and not needing contact. But the way these monsters simply picked me up and impaled me, filling me to the brim like a damn doll… my god, that did it for me.

I loved the feeling of being simultaneously helpless and protected. I could be picked up and fucked, and they would still fight to the death for me.

I never wanted to be without them.

I began riding on him, his thick head brushing my g-spot with every bounce. He cupped my breasts, squeezing them as I took his deeper and felt his knot begin to swell.

Soon the pressure was in place, a stone behind my pelvic bone that kept him locked inside me.

I thrust hard, riding him until sweat sprung up on my skin, because I couldn’t leave. I could feel free to ride him as hard as I wanted, venting my desire on his cock.

Kiraxis let out soft, guttural grunts, his thighs flexing as he drove up into me.

“Oh, you good fucking girl,” he growled, driving into me violently. “Take it all, Elle. Take every inch of me.”

I whimpered, obeying his orders. I took every last inch of him, stretching so wide it should’ve split me apart, then I leaned forward and braced myself on his knees.

I slammed myself down onto him until my thighs were quivering with strain. The heat had uncoiled and filled every inch of me, but I didn’t want to be done.

I wanted to keep going until my body literally collapsed.

His knot grew even larger, and he reached around to stroke my clit, the soft fingerpads pressing it and rubbing slow circles.

A cry escaped me before I could stop it. “No, not yet!”

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