Page 12 of Monster's Obsession

The sight that had met me when I lunged from my nest surged to the front of my thoughts and another gush of slick left my core to add to the wetness of my dress. I hadn’t focused on it then,but the monster wasn’t wearing any clothing, and his intent was obvious.

And terrifying.

“Anything else I can do for you?”

My core clenched at the suggestion in his voice, and it was a struggle to keep from whining in need. I couldn’t stop my fingers from spreading and rubbing over his chest, noticing his fur was thinner than on his back.

“Take me back home?”

“Is that what you really want? To return to that place where no one cares for you or treats you the way you deserve? Where the alphas are weak and selfish.”

A haze had descended over my thoughts, making it difficult to focus on his words. I responded with the first thing to pop in my head.

“And you care?”

The silence brought my attention back up to the monster’s face, and it was then that I noticed rain no longer dripped from above. The little light there had been beneath the storm and the trees was still visible over his shoulder, but the area around us was pitch black.

Forgetting my last question as a surge of fear pushed back the cloud around my brain, I blurted another, wriggling in my captor’s hold.

“Where are we?”

“We’re in a cave so you can get warm and dry until the storm passes. Have I not proven I will care for you better than any of those others would?”

I blinked in the dark, struggling to remember what he was answering with his question. If I ignored the way he looked and how he’d kidnapped me, I would have answered with a yes. If he’d been human, I would have even ignored the kidnapping part.

Yet the monsters in the stories I’d been told had been vicious, barely thinking beasts, and he’d proven that was untrue.

“I—I don’t know.”

I didn’t like the confusion swirling through me. How Ishouldfeel, and the comfort of his arms didn’t agree. The need and want clawing at my insides didn’t care about the fact that he was furred, fanged, and horned.

A sudden idea sprung in my head and the urge to check overrode everything. Wriggling my arm beneath me, I reached around his side, swiping my arm up and down.

“What are you doing?”

Heat infused my cheeks as I went stiff before letting my arm hang limp.

“I, umm…”

My brain refused to supply an excuse, so all I had left was the truth.

“I was checking for a tail.”

A low rumble started, building until I was shaken by his laugh reverberating inside the cave.

“Sorry to disappoint, little one. I do not possess a tail.”

The warmth in my face spread with his laughter, pouring down to fill my chest. In the dark, where it was harder to see his differences, I had to admit that I felt more comfortable with him than any alpha I knew. I was still unsettled by the loss of my home and nest, but my heat was moving to block those feelings out, the growing need in my core distracting.

The monster shifted me, something hard digging into my belly as I slid down until my feet touched the dirt beneath us. It wasn’t until the hardness twitched that I realized what that thick length was, my gasp echoing around us as the remembered image flashed in my head again.

“You do that to me, omega. I searched so long for you.”

“Meaghan. My name is Meaghan.”

“Meaghan. I am Mel’cam.”

A rough palm cupped my cheek, my eyes drifting closed even as a portion of my brain tried to say this was wrong. That I couldn’t accept this alpha. He was a monster.

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