Page 104 of Their Pretty Little Monster

Body tense, I hold on as he prods my cunt, pulling out and driving back in, his thickness pushing me open. Then he finally releases me, and with the flat of that weapon, he strokes my whole pussy like he’s eating ice cream. It flickers out and back, coming at me with a tiny slap across my pussy each time he darts it at me.

The wet sounds, his finger pushing into my ass, his fingers twisting my nipple.

A growl rolls in my chest, and that’s new. The sound comes so fast past my throat that I’m not sure what to make of my reaction. It’s impossible to think straight with the biggest tongue in the world flicking my clit, bringing me to a melting point.

Everything spins as the dense cloud of lust envelops me. Even my chest hurts from the heavy breaths, from tensing up. He’s devouring me like an animal, going wild, slurping, and the moment he drives that wickedness back into me, I scream out, my orgasm ripping me to shreds. The emotions that had built up in my chest came pouring out. Holding on to Nyko’s head, my hands fisting his shadowy hair, I come hard with a shuddering moan. I attempt to clench my thighs, but he won’t let me, won’t move. He keeps lapping me up hungrily.

My stomach tightens, and I feel like a Goddess in the aftermath that has me floating down from the skies.

When he finally comes up for air, meeting my gaze, he licks his mouth.

His tongue is huge.

So long.

And the whole thing had just been inside me.

He gets to his feet swiftly. “I’m going to fuck your brains out now. I’m going to fuck you deep.” He takes me into his arms, and I’m a puddle, my body still wavering from the most incredible climax.

“Deep?” I moan.

“You want it, don’t you, princess? For that tight hole to be stretched with my knot.”

“Wait!” I stiffen. “What?”

Chapter

Twenty-Eight

NYKO

Back to the wall and deliciously naked, Sage is panting for air, her eyes wide, staring at me. Those cheeks glow rosy under the dim light of her bedroom, her chest rising and falling quickly while I take in her body—the tightness of her nipples, her thin waist, the way the strip of violet hair between her thighs glints from her arousal.

I’m so horny I’m drowning in agony. I adore Sage. I’m fucking obsessed with her, thinking about her every damn second of the day, jerking off whenever I remember those gorgeous, big tits and licking her juicy cunt.

My cock throbs, close to crippling me if I don’t release.

Her taste and scent engulf my senses, sinking into my blood, into my soul. I may hold a shadow form, but those sensations aren’t lost to me.

On her shoulder, she wears a bite mark, I assume from Wolfe. Bastard’s a biter.

I reach over and collect her into my embrace, my arms coiled around the delicious curve of her ass, lifting her off her feet so she’s eye level with me.

“What did you mean by knotting?” she asks between breaths.

“Every Shadowfen is born different. Each of us is uniquely armed. Me… there’s always been something more animalistic about me.” I walk her across the room and lay her on the bed, but the moment she hits the mattress, she scrambles backward.

“That tells me nothing,” she protests.

Her energy floods me, overflows through me, pushing me to claim her over and over. She has no idea that the more she runs from me, the more my shadow side starves for her.

“Never run from a monster,” I teach her, but she glares at me.

My heart thunders, close to tearing out of my chest to see her naked. I’m unable to stop staring at her little pink slit, the one I’m fucking desperate to sink into and stay inside all night.

“Why?”

With a grin, I inch closer. “If you make me chase you, well… I may not be able to stop myself once I catch you. Do you want to find out what will happen then?”

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