Page 136 of Her Psycho Beasts

Winding her hair about my fist, I pull her face back to meet me. “I want you, Aurelia. Don’t forget that. I want to possess you, body and soul. I want us to become one, so that wherever you go, you don’t fucking forget—” My cock finds what it needs and I tease her entrance, the ball of my first piercing tickling her just inside. Slowly, I ease myself inside her, letting her feel the stretch of my girth and each of my piercings, one by one. She gasps, rocking her hips back to take me in further. “That this cock claimed you. Owned you.” I take a deep breath, overwhelmed by the silken, perfect feel of her heat. “Loved you.” As I claim her to the hilt, she lets out a whimper that I feel in the coldest, broken chamber of my heart.

My eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel my regina’s centre for the first time. As I claim her in the most primal way. Her entire body is at my mercy.Byher mercy.

“You always use my name,” she pants. “Baby, just the once.”

I know what she means. The others all have their own nickname for her when they don’t call her regina.

Brushing my mouth against the sweet curve of her lips, I murmur, “Another name I wanted to call you, I could never say out loud.”

Her eyes flare with interest. “What is it?”

I flex my hips and she takes me with a vibrant cry that I feel all the way down into my balls.“Goddess.”

She tightens around me in response.By the Mother, she’s going to drive me mad.

“Why?” she moans.

I should tell her the truth. “Because you’ll do anything for the people you love. Because you are perfect.”

“I’m not?—”

My hand is over her mouth before she can finish her sentence. I draw my cock out and slam into her, fucking her harder. “But this mouth is perfect for my cock.” I release her mouth, grazing my fingertips down her neck. “Because this neck is perfect with my mating mark on it.” I slide my fingers down her sternum, down her stomach, and into the soft curls of pubic hair until I find her clit. “Because this pussy takes me—” I thrust in time with my words. “So. Fucking. Perfectly.”

Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she moans with that voice I love so much. I love it when she shouts at me. I love it when she whispers at me. And most of all, I love it when she screams as I take her as a beast should take his regina. Hard, fast, rutting in her until neither of us knows where we are, or who we are, or what awaits us out in the world above.

I fuck Aurelia with everything that I have, telling her how perfect she is. Rubbing her clit, squeezing her throat so she knows that I desire her more than anything. That for tonight, I own her pussy.

Licking up our beautiful mating mark, I work her higher and higher, feeling her quiver and scream around my intensity. I slap her on the ass again, twice on both sides. Her aura shimmers with all the colours of the rainbow, her power glitters and spins. A pure, ambient feeling grows in the base of my spine. Every moan of hers, every cry, the scent of her wet pussy, the taste of her skin and mouth stokes that feeling. I gasp.

I’ve known pleasure. Even when I didn’t want it, I’ve known the great and diverse pleasures the human body can offer. But it had always felt tainted.

I didn’t know it could be like this.

I didn’t know that being in Aurelia would feel like the heavens had opened up inside my mind, that my body would feel like it was on fire, but in the best way. That with her in my arms, her glorious wet heat around my cock, I would feel…free. For the first time in my life, I know joy.

That electric tingle zaps at my cock, requesting entry. I breathe a shaky breath, sensing that she wants to merge her power with mine. But I can’t risk an energetic union with her. Not ever.

So I allow her power into me, carefully channelling it into a glowing ball that won’t touch my own power. Aurelia sighs in relief as she offloads into me and I marvel at the golden source of her, the sheer power in it. It gathers around my solar plexus, inside me, yet separate, and I hold it there.

A glowing piece of her, just for me.

It’s tempting to let it join with my own pool of force. The Great White in me swims around it, prodding it with his blunt nose, pining for it.

In time, it will dissolve and I will likely miss it.

Such is our fate. To need and never have. Not completely.

“I’ve never needed anyone more than I need you,” I rasp in her ear. “Can you feel what you do to me?”

She comes violently, shaking and crying as I hold her tight and fuck her through her release, wanting her to experience every last bit of pleasure, wanting every last tear, because I want all of her, need all of this branded into the recesses of my brain so that no matter what level of madness takes me, I’ll always have this memory to guide me on.

Because even balls-deep in her pussy, my teeth around her shoulder, in the throes of mind-blowing pleasure, the end calls to me. An everlasting undertow that drags me into an abyss with every step I take. I cannot take her with me. Even if my heartpines for it. Even if my soul demands it. I must let her go. I must let them all go.

I was never made for this world.

Except as Aurelia comes down from her high while I slow and lengthen my thrusts, she says something that ruins me completely. Those blue eyes, navy in the darkness, glimmer with unrestrained emotion.

“I want to walk alongside your darkness with you,” she whispers. “Like you’ve done for me.”

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