Page 42 of Her Tortured Beasts

There is silence behind me. Predatorial, hungry silence.

Suddenly, the vibrator clicks on and buzzes before someone presses it to my pussy. I flinch at first, then lean into it, the pleasant buzz spreading through my labia. I cry out in approval, rubbing myself against it until I’m in a haze. Smoke billows around me and I inhale it with bliss.

A low voice murmurs by my ear. “Do you want it inside of you, snakelet?”

My heart leaps. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, please, Ghoul.”

“Good girls get rewarded, sweetheart.” The wand presses against my entrance.

I’m surprised by Xander’s voice this time. “Fuck the vibrator, Spawn. Fuck yourself with it.”

So I do. I push against it, angling my hips for better depth and letting it fill me up. I groan with satisfaction.

“Faster.” Is it me or is his voice haggard? I look back at the dragon, his white eyes flickering different colours.

“Pretty,” I murmur, staring at him as I fuck myself. He can’t take his eyes away as he watches me grind and fuck the vibrator. “I want to know what they look like when you come, Xander. I want to know how pretty your eyes go when you’re pumping cum into my pussy.”

His lips part as he stares at me, unblinking. I have him. I know I do, and it makes me scream as I come, throwing my head back and squealing my release for them both to hear.

As I let the orgasm fade, Ghoul scrapes his fangs against my shoulder, picks me up and sets me on the floor. “Go to him.” The command in his voice makes me pant as he nods at the stricken dragon.

I drop to my knees before Xander, and slide my palms up his thighs. The dragon looks down at me, his breath short and sharp. I rub my cheek against the hard seam.

“Youarebig,” I murmur, pressing my lips against the straining length of him. “I want you in my mouth.”

He grabs the back of my head, burying his hands in my hair and pulling a little.

“You fucking love that,” Ghoul drawls from where he sits in Xander’s arm chair, watching us with a grin. “You fucking love her pretty eyes looking up at you. We all imagine it, dragon. We all fantasise about her. And you’re no fucking exception.”

I press my lips to the steel in his pants, blinking up at him as I rub my mouth against it.

Xander sucks in a breath.

“Let her have it,” Ghoul says. “Let her put her lips around your cock and let her suck you empty. You want it.”

Xander snarls and seems to come back to his senses. He wrenches my head back, forcing me to look up. He leans downand his breath tickles my face as his eyes become nothing but hot, angry fire.

“Not now,” he hisses over my lips. “Not ever.”

Xander kisses me, hard, punishing and nasty. I let out a sound that’s half a protest.

He releases me abruptly and turns around, striding for the door, his body taut with pure rage.

“Leave him,” Ghoul drawls.

I turn to the basilisk.

He beckons with two fingers. “Come to daddy. I’ll take care of you.”

Chapter 25

Savage

The guards scatter as we stride into the dining hall of Animus Academy during late-night supper service. Every student in the hall goes still. Someone drops their plastic cup.

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