Page 51 of Their Pretty Little Monster

“I’m slightly terrified now,” I admit truthfully, while he palms that creature between his legs, takes a seat on the edge of the bed, and buries his face in my neck.

“I can sense the monster in you, the darkness we all have.” His tongue strokes down to my collarbone, and he continues down my body, not rushing.

My heart’s in my throat.

“You can tell from kissing me?” I stiffen, staring at him, but he never pauses kissing me. His mouth clasps around a nipple, and I moan, writhing against him, the earlier euphoria still there, as though it lives permanently in my body.

“From your scent,” he confirms. “She’s there, a real darkness that lingers. You just need to be patient until she comes out.”

I clear my throat. “I don’t think there’s any rush.”

He gets up and climbs on the bed near my feet, pushing them apart, and that fierce stare traces over my body, his lips curling upward.

“I want to meet that side of you, to know all of you. To understand the Shadowfen side of you.”

Unsure what to say, I can’t imagine what to expect, but having him press my legs wider, his hand reaching down between them, my body trembles.

“You’re so wet and ready for me.” Clasping his large cock, he leans his whole body over me, pushing his tip against me and rubbing it over my slick lips.

I feel like I can’t breathe as he stares into my eyes, one hand perched on the bed alongside me, the other guiding himself into me. He presses his lips to mine, so faint this time that it leaves me dizzy.

“Sage, I am a Shadowfen who is commanding, in control, savage, but we are more alike than you realize. And tonight is about giving you a memory you will never forget.”

We’re kissing again as he guides his cock to my entrance. I wriggle beneath him, pulling against the restraints on my wrists. He holds me there for a moment, breaking our kiss, then he pushes into me.

Forcing my breathing to remain even, my mouth falls open, and I pant. He’s focused on spreading me, pushing deeper. His fingers are on my clit, rubbing it. I release a cry, driving my breasts up against his chest. His mouth moves to a nipple, tucking it between his teeth.

Carnal pleasure thumps through me, taking up residence where he’s plunging into me. Gasping for air, I’m convinced I might pass out. He’s going slowly, pulling back out, then pushing in again, the strain of spreading me leaving me moaning for more.

“I love how tightly your cunt squeezes my cock.” A low growl echoes from his chest. “Fuck, Sage! I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

I writhe, my chest rising and falling. He covers me in kisses while pushing deeper, as if fighting something. Then, in a moment of gasping, something tight inside me unfurls, and he’s driving into me.

A scream of pure pleasure washes over me. I’ve heard stories that a girl’s first time is more painful than pleasurable, except this is the opposite for me. The pain only adds to the arousal I’ve been feeling from earlier.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, pausing once more, buried so deep inside me I’ve never felt fuller.

“Like I’m about to come again, like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”

“My good girl,” he says.

Those words shouldn’t elicit excitement in me, a desperate need to please him, but they do. I need this more than I ever thought I would.

Killian’s blazing stare is on me, watching my every reaction. He pulls out of me, then drives back in.

I bite down on my lower lip, mostly to stop from screaming endlessly. He pushes back in and out again, the motion picking up in pace. Each time he plunges back into me, spreading me wider, a delicious ripple courses through me.

Never in my life have I imagined that I’d need a cock inside me so fiercely.

But I crave this.

I’m needy.

Desperate.

He’s moving faster now. I pant, my body rocking as I hold on to the tie keeping me prisoner for him.

“You’re mine, Sage, and I’ll take such good care of you.”

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