Page 9 of Held By a Monster

She swallowed and nodded.

I grabbed her wrists and drew them over her head, securing them with one hand as I rolled her onto her back and settledbetween her thighs. My cock notched effortlessly at her entrance and I pushed forward, going as slow as I was able. I felt every single one of my short spikes enter her and it was all I could do not to split her open with one thrust.

It was a slow, painful slide into her tight sheath. I groaned when my slit hit her. I bit out between gritted teeth, “You are so tight. So perfect.”

“I can’t believe you fit. I feel like one wrong move and you’ll shred me from the inside.”

I pulled out halfway and pushed back in. Both of us groaned. “There are no wrong moves.”

I took up the task of rubbing her clit with my knot while running my tongue up the side of her neck. More of her honey flooded over me and the slide in and out of her was easier then. I picked up the pace. “I’m going to fill you with my cum.”

She moaned and I curved my spine to put space between us. I released her hands and lifted her head.

“Look at how good you take me. You were made for me.”

Tremors gripped my cock and she screamed. Her orgasm urged me on, and it wasn’t long before I followed. I buried myself deep within her and felt my knot swell even more, pressing against her and giving her another wave of ecstasy.

I wished I had lasted longer. I wanted to do so much more with her. Learn every inch of her body. Mark her as mine.There was plenty of time for that later. I never intended to let her go.

As her breathing slowed and her hands dug into the fur on my arms I growled, “Mine.”

“I belong to no one.”

Her voice was full of venom and my ears flattened against my head. I felt her pull away. I searched her face for any clue to what I’d done to upset her. I couldn’t help the whine that whistled through my nose.

“Don’t.” She turned her face away.

“What do I do?” My chest felt like it was caving in. “How do I make you soft and warm again?”

She chuckled but it held no humor. “You can’t. You fucked up thinking you could claim me like some porcelain doll—some possession. I am not something to be owned!”

My entire body shrank. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Oh?” She spat her words at me. “How did you mean it?”

“I meant you were mine because I am yours. You hold my heart, body, and soul in your hands to do with what you wish. I am yours to command. Yours to touch. Yours to use. Yours to wound.”

I wanted to wipe myself from her thighs, clean her and hold her, but she pushed away from me. I sat back on my haunches and curled into myself.

Ask me to kill someone and I did it without hesitation. Not knowing what to do or how to act was foreign and uncomfortable. She stared at me for a long while and I thought she might invite me back into her arms. I swayed toward her and she winced.

“I just…” She ran a hand over her face and huffed. “Can you leave? I can’t look at you right now.”

Pain seared through me. Her voice was small, defeated. In the short time I’d known her, she’d never given up. I had done this. I had taken her where two weeks in confinement and being hunted hadn’t. I strangled the whine that threatened in my throat and stood.

I hesitated before disappearing down the tunnel. “I won’t go far… if you need anything…” My throat closed as I walked back to my brothers, giving her the space she’d asked for.

seven

It was too much,too fast and it all caught up to me. The reality of everything that happened crashed over me like a tsunami when I’d heard him growl that I was his. I couldn’t shake the idea that he meant to possess me, like some sort of prize. Or a hunter’s trophy.

It wasn’t fair to him, and I knew it, but I wasn’t capable of sorting through my emotions at that moment.

The fear when I’d been kidnapped, the panic when I was thrown into the basement and the other women explained what the men had planned for me. The determination to survive, losing hope at that happening as, one by one, they took the women out and they never returned.

Sarah, Grace, Catherine.I would remember theirnames.

Evading the hunters long enough to think I might make it to the wire, and knowing it didn’t matter if I did. Falling and being rescued by a beast. A monster I should have been more terrified of than the hunters, but I only felt safe.

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