Page 64 of Land of Monsters

“I feel like I’ve been hungry forever and finally have something to fill me.” He leaned forward, his tongue slicing through me.

A strangled cry rattled my throat, my head cracking back into the wall.

Groaning, his lips parted me more, licking through me. With every taste, he got greedier, his hands spreading me further, consuming me with abandonment.

“Oh gods!” I belted, my hips bucking forward. This time, there were no drugs or alcohol to escape in. It was us. Raw and uninhibited.

And it felt even more intense.

“Ash!”

Grabbing my calves, he pulled them over his shoulders, pinning my torso to the wall with his hand, taking full control of my body as he fucked my pussy with his tongue, taking my logic and handing me nothing but vicious pleasure.

The dark dweller clawed at the edges, my teeth growing into fangs, the intensity already buzzing the base of my spine. My dweller was usually hard to fully satisfy, our sex drive high and extreme. Ash easily cut through it, hitting every nerve that made me turn feral.

“Eyes on me,” he growled against me, a whimper sputtering from me. My eyes dropped to him, locking on the fierceness as he slowly licked through me.

I felt something rub against my ass, pushing against it.

My breath caught at seeing the spiked brass knuckles on his hand, the metal bumps rubbing through me.

“Oh gods…” I choked on my own cry. His eyes stayed on mine as he went harder, the spike digging in. His tongue plunged back into me as he pushed the brass knuckles deeper into the muscles of my ass.

Crying out, my body jerked at the mix of pain and pleasure, everything heightening around me. The feel of his tongue, the heat billowing off my body, and the aching need destroying any shame I had.

“Oh gods!”

“You like that?”

I didn’t have to answer. I rode his face harder, my skin growing darker, the dweller snarling up my throat.

“Ash.” His name was garbled as he stroked the brass knuckles through my folds. My fingers threaded through his hair, ripping out the tie and tugging harder on his strands. Groaning, I rolled my hips into him, my sharp nails digging into his scalp when his teeth nipped at my clit.

Howls bayed from me, magic crackling over the room.

“Fuck!” Ash dropped my legs back to the ground, his eyes wild, like a kaleidoscope of green, filled with possession.

“I need to fuck you. Now.” He yanked me from the wall and tossed me onto the bed. “Get on your hands and knees,” he demanded.

I did what he asked, pushing my ass out to him.

“You’re killing me,” he moaned. I heard him kicking off his boots and unbuckling his pants the rest of the way, fabric hitting the floor.

The anticipation, the need to feel him push inside me, was almost too much, my body shaking, my claws cutting into the sheets. Dark dwellers could keep the beast back during sex, but with Ash, I seemed to have no barrier. The dweller wanted him just as much.

His silence twisted my head around. He stood there, his hair hanging wildly, his cock thick and hard, precum spilling out. His eyes were alight with lust, gaze heated on me, like he needed a moment to fully take me in.

“Ash?” I arched, my body shaking for him. “Please.”

“Please what,dziubus?” A smile curled his mouth, his hand moving to his cock to stroke himself.

“Fuck me.” I knew my eyes flamed with fire, my need consuming me.

Climbing on the bed, he stayed on one knee, the other leg set by my hip. Grabbing my hips, he yanked me back into him, pushing his cock between my ass. He leaned over, grabbing my chin and twisting it to him, kissing me so deeply my pussy throbbed, dripping down my leg. “Ash.” I pleaded.

“I love hearing you cry out my name.” I felt the tip of him pressing at my entrance, making me groan. “You’re gonna need to hold on.” He put my hands on the headboard right as he seized my hips again, then brutally thrust into my pussy.

Black dots skittered across my vision. Overwhelming energy paralyzed me for a moment. I screamed, my claws ripping into the mattress, air retreating from my lungs.

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