Page 52 of Their Pretty Little Monster

I press back into the mattress, feeling the real stretch of his cock driving into me again and again. Whimpering spills from my lips while Killian’s face is one of concentration, his gaze hazed over as though he’s lost himself to me.

His mouth is down on my neck once more, that tongue licking me, and he’s picking up speed. The whole bed shudders, slamming into the wall with each thrust into me.

Writhing and crying out, he buries himself so deeply into me, keeping me pinned down. Moisture floods between my legs, and I feel it seeping out each time he pulls out.

His mouth curls around the meaty part of my neck and shoulders, teeth scraping my skin.

He’s owning me, fucking me, dominating me, and when he bites down into me, sharp teeth breaking into my shoulder, I scream out. With it, my body shatters from how fast he’s going now. Thrust after thrust, he takes me, his tongue licking at my bite, sucking on it.

I hate myself for how much I love it. That grip I’ve had over myself now unleashes, and I’m coming, cries rushing past my mouth. Shuddering under him only seems to make him wilder, picking up his speed. Pulling back from me, he licks the blood from his teeth.

I’m shaking, coming for longer than I expected.

He’s on his knees, hands around my thighs, lifting my ass off the bed. The growls from his throat echo around us, the tightness on his face as he never stops fucking me.

I’m tied up, his captive, and he’s making me his. I wasn’t expecting this… in truth, I had no idea what to expect. But I’m moaning, trembling, sweat covering my brow as the intensity never wavers.

Lust coats his expression, his snarls loud now, fingers digging into my thighs as he holds me to meet his every thrust as he drives in deeper.

I’ve barely come down from my orgasm when he lifts one leg up by the ankle with both hands and twists me onto my side.

Quivering against him, I’m hungry for more, and when he pulls out of me, I whine.

His hands stroke my ass, squeezing as he flips me onto my stomach, my hands still secured. I’m face and chest down, ass high, as he pushes himself between my thighs.

“I’m going to fuck you until you come again,” he promises, his fingers sliding along the slickness of my pussy, replaced by his trunk-like cock.

“Killian,” is all I manage as I struggle for air, my body shuddering with arousal.

His cock is pushing back deep into me, his hands gripping my hips, guiding me. Moving to give him easier access, I still can’t believe how desperately I need him.

“Oh Gods!”

“Do you like this?” he purrs, then breaks into a dark laughter as he drives into me. This time it’s different. He’s fucking me like a damn animal, thrusting, with my ass rocking back against him.

My cries grow louder, full of explosive need. I feel the pressure building with each thrust, the overwhelming sensation that I’m so full that I’ll explode. The grip of his hands on my hips is stronger, bigger, as something sharp digs into my hips.

I glance back, which is difficult to do as I’m breathing so hard, my arms tied up, and seeing Killian in his blue monster form leaves me startled.

“I knew you’d take me easily,” he coos while he buries himself to the hilt inside of me, balls slamming into my pussy.

“Fuck!” Lava consumes me, and I feel a slight trepidation that I’m being fucked by a monster. The sensation of his shaft feels different, too, almost as though there are bumps on his cock, the friction of him parting my lips, driving into me and flooding me. It’s painful but sweet, and already that delicious tightness in my stomach rises, building up to another climax.

“You’re such a good little monster.” He rails into me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. “So responsive to my cock.”

I jerk against the binds around my wrists, the licks of my screams pouring from my mouth, the kind that leaves me burning up.

“Please,” I exhale, wanting my hands free so I can move closer, to touch him, to explore.

“I’m going to come in your cunt, Sage.” He’s making those hungry, growling sounds again. “Then next time, I’ll come in your ass and your mouth.”

Wait, what did he just say?

Panic rises through me as I remember some of those elf books I read back in the village, how they intended to breed the woman they captured.

“You’re going to breed me?” My question is a jumble of words and my rushing breaths.

“You are mine now, Sage.” He’s grunting, claiming me endlessly. His fingers move down to find my clit. They press down, teasing me as he continues to fuck me.

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