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Allowing my gaze to travel from his furry snout and maw of fangs down to broad chest, and rippled torso, I find what I’m looking for. Between his scarily muscular thighs, a midnight purple cock the length and girth of my forearm stands erect and threatening, its head gleaming with glowing precum. “Fucking hell,” I breathe, sucking in and chewing on my lower lip, my nipples peaking beneath my blouse, tingling, hard with awareness.

“I see you are truly aroused by my form,” he observes, his voice still deep and husky, but no longer booming. He reaches out and strokes my face with the back of his hand, his furred knuckles soft against my cheek.

I shiver at his touch and look up into his void-like eyes, unconsciously reaching out to lay my hands upon his chest, myfingers trailing down his dark flesh until they alight upon his rock-hard cock. My breath hitches in my throat as his strange cock twitches in my grasp. My gaze drops and I stare, entranced as both hands explore; stroking and tracing the thick, pulsing veins beneath his flesh.

“I can smell your desire, pretty prey,” he drawls, “and while I yearn to have you in all the ways conceivable, the darkest hours are waning, and I must claim you… lest I be challenged and your life endangered. Every monster within a hundred miles can smell you right now.”

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I nod mutely. It’s time.Okay. I can do this.It’s just like a really big, living sex toy—those really intimidating ones you see Online when you go looking up spicy monster cocks… “How would you like me?” I ask, looking up at him again, my gaze searching his. Their depths seemingly devoid of emotion, despite the fact he does seem to care for my wellbeing.

“I am monster, so the desire to push you to the ground on all fours and fuck you like a depraved animal is strong, but the desire to see your face as you take all of me is far greater,” he says, his dual tongues flicking over his fangs to scent the air like a snake. In the next instant he guides my hand over the gleaming head of his cock, then raises it to my lips. His glowing cum shimmers on my fingers, the opalescent beauty mesmerizing. “Suck them clean,” he commands, his grip still on my wrist. “It will help with the pain, my pretty.”

I stare at my fingers as his luminescent cum oozes. “It’s pain relief?” I ask, unable to hide the note of astonishment in my voice.

“It possesses numbing qualities. That, plus your ample wetness will make this much easier for your mortal body.”

Nodding mutely, I bring my fingers closer, and holding his gaze, I wrap my tongue around each finger, sucking themclean one after the other. His cum has a strange flavor. It’s not offensive, but it differs from what men taste like in my experience.Perhaps it’s the presence of the numbing agent?I wonder.Or maybe it’s because you’re eating monster jizz, Rosalie…

Beast growls and trails his dual tongues across my lips when I’m done, before snatching me up in his arms and lowering me to the floor of his den.

Instinctively, despite the surge of nerves and trepidation fluttering in my lower belly like a storm of butterflies, I spread my legs wide for him, then unbutton my blouse, allowing my breasts to fall free—a visual feast for my monstrous lover.

“Good girl,” he drawls as he lowers himself to his knees and positions himself between my milk-pale, dimpled thighs. “You aresobeautiful.”

I feel the broad head of his cock press at my still-wet cunt and sigh in anticipation. I want him more than I should. I want him and his primal, beastly body plundering mine so desperately that it surely rates right up there as a sin.But does God even exist in a place like this?It doesn’t matter. Because today the stories of monsters under the bed and gremlins in the woods have become true and I can’t find it within me to fear stories. If there is a God and he wants to damn me for stumbling through the realms and hazarding upon a monster mate…then so be it. Zero fucks given, Mr. Sky Fairy!

Beast’s cock surges inside me, spearing my very core as his firm, dark sac slaps my ass, silencing my rebellious reverie. A deliciously deep, rumbling groan of pleasure slips over the monster’s tongues, his powerful shoulders shuddering as he savors the feeling of my tight, mortal pussy stretching to accommodate his still immense size.

Despite imbibing his unearthly, glowing cum, his sheer girth and length tear a cry from my lips, and I try to scooch backwardon the ground, my back arching and my eyes closing on a hissing breath. “Oh, my God,” I gasp, opening my eyes a moment later to gaze up at the beast. “It hurtssogood.”

The King of Monsters growls then, withdrawing to the tip, before plundering forward once more, stealing my breath away again. Enthralled by the way I respond, Beast fucks me slowly at first—growling and watching as he powerfully plows into me—only to pull back and repeat the whole process over again until I’m panting.

Each delicious thrust tempers me, my cunt gaping to accommodate him. “Enough!” I cry when I can no longer handle the game. “For the love of God. Please, just fuck me!Hard.” I beg, my gaze plaintive and desperate as I try to wrap my legs around him.

Chapter Six

Beast

Igrowl, my chestrumbling with the sound as I listen to Rosalie’s sweet, intoxicating words. She is more than I could have ever dreamed. To have a mortal stumble into the twilight realm who is willing and wanting… it seems too good to be true. The last few females that have found their way here over the centuries died of fright, or were caught by other monsters before I could stake a claim.But this one shall be mine!

“Pray to your God you survive my pretty prey, for I am more than willing to accommodate your wish!” Scooping her up off the ground, still impaled upon me, I hold her in both hands by the waist and thrust up into her with all my might.

Rosalie cries out, the sound a beautiful, heady, sac-straining cacophony of ecstasy and anguish. Her eyes close as she throws her head back. She’s still far too small to grasp my shoulders, so she does the only thing she can; she grips at my hands on her waist, allowing me to use her like a delicious, plump fuck-puppet.

Like the monster I am, I fuck the woman who after this will be my mate for life. I have not yet revealed to her, but once we have mated and she’s filled with my cum, she will become immortal—just like me. She’ll still require my protection in thishellish landscape filled with every type of abhorrent creature ever dreamed of, but she will be infinitely more resilient, and we will have eternity together.

“Oh, God!” Rosalie screams, her little mortal fingernails digging satisfying crescents into the flesh of my hands, drawing my strange black blood. Her breasts bounce and her long braid of red hair has come free. It jostles around her, spilling over he shoulders and down her back like a river of shining copper in the lurid orange moonlight.

Every muscle within my monstrous body aches with rapturous desire and I feel my release building, growing, ready to overflow and erupt in a torrent so powerful there’s a chance it may kill my mate.Be strong, mate, I beg in my mind, willing her to be able to take all of me and all I have to give.

“Yes, yes! Fuck. Faster! Harder! Oh, my God, yes!” Rosalie moans, her words like music to my soul.

Slamming her down with so much force it drives the breath from her lungs, I thrust for all I’m worth, meeting her beautiful body with unparalleled pleasure again and again, until Rosalie seems a blur of fiery red and milk-pale flesh before me.

“I’m going to come!” she screams as I jack-hammer within in. Her precious, tight cunt contracts and spasms around me and despite my best efforts to hold out, her desperate pussy sets me off, triggering my own orgasms with brutal power.

I roar, the sound echoing out into the realm beyond my den as cock explodes, filling her sweet mortal cunt with my thick, glowing cum.

Rosalie’s hungry cunt continues to milk me as she moans, used and exhausted, she sags in my grasp, her body seemingly possessing a mind of its own.

I slam into her twice more, jerking violently as shivers course through me from my clawed feet to my curled horns. “Fuck,” I growl, my fingers tightening on her waist momentarily as Iexhale and find my center again. Lying upon the earthen floor, I bring my mate with me, allowing her rest upon my furry, heaving chest. Her breathing is shallow but steady as I gently use a claw to remove the curtain of hair from her lovely face. “We are mated, pretty prey,” I say, the corners of my maw tweaking upward with a sinister and deeply satisfied grin.

Without needing to ask, I know my mate has passed out. The sheer, raw rapture of our sinful union and the power of my orgasm, combined with her own, have robbed her of every last shred of energy she had left in reserve. But I am not concerned. She is—was—mortal after all. As she rests and recovers, my cock still buried inside her, she will begin her transition to immortality; and when she awakens, we can truly begin our lives as King and Queen of the Twilight Realm.

Stroking my large fingers down her fragile spine, I sigh, in awe of my beautiful rose. I never dared to dream I would find a mate and that she would yearn for me in return… But it seems that sometimes monstersdoget their happily ever afters too—even a beast like me.

The End.

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