Page 36 of Monster's Obsession

“At least four of them.”

“Good. I need something to smash. On three, let’s break some necks.”

“Fuck yeah!”

I wrenched back the reins, the Derins screeching their protest at the sudden halt.

“Three,” I stated, and we both whipped out of our seats, lunging at the assholes who had no idea how terrible their timing was. I was fucking burning with rage…and they were about to find out.

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Blake

I stepped out of the shower to find Creed sitting on the bed in my room, leaning back on his arms, completely naked and his cock erect with two red heads. We’d just finished a marathon of sex, and I assumed we were done considering he got up and left the room right afterward.

But evidently, he was back. And by the Cheshire Cat grin he wore, he wasn’t close to being finished with me.

“Where did you go?” I asked, removing the towel from my head and letting it fall to my feet. Wet, pink hair tumbled over my shoulders and down my back. I roughly used my fingers to push it off my face.

He groaned, his gaze sliding over my naked body as his eyes practically fucked me. So much for having a cold shower. I’d become so in tune with my monsters’ arousal that slick drenched my folds almost instantaneously when they gave me any kind of sexy look.

And Creed’s look was definitely sexy.

It was sinfully seductive to have a monster look at me like he could eat me up.

“Come to me,” he said gruffly, his nostrils flaring with his inhales. “You smell like you’re ready for me again. Let me see how wet you are.”

“You never answered my question,” I pressed, moving toward him, my gaze on that gorgeous mouth and the devious things it had done to me.

“You’ll see soon enough, Pet.” Even while holding his human form, his tail slid from the bed and down to my feet before the naughty thing curled up my inner leg, his touch tender.

I held his gaze, my breath speeding up as his tail traced the seam of my pussy. It was a feat in itself that I still stood on my feet.

“Just looking at you naked could bring me to my knees. You’re so fucking beautiful.” He took my hand, drawing me to stand between his legs.

Creed’s tail pressed in between my slick folds. I groaned and teetered on my feet, pressing my thighs together.

“Down, boy,” I teased, pushing away at his tail.

“Don’t resist me, Pet,” he said.

“You know that’s close to impossible, right?” A surge of arousal came over me in waves, my breaths rough with the way the soft tip of his tail teased my entrance once more. I was well aware he could morph it into various shapes. My sex quivered with need.

He sat back on the bed, lost to his own lust, his breaths quickening, the bulbous tips of his cock seeping with pre-cum.

I knew exactly what he craved, and what I desired.

I didn’t hesitate and lowered myself to my knees in front of my king.

“You’re so captivating kneeling before me,” he purred, and I yelped when his tail pushed into me. I should have panicked, but I’d done wilder things with my monsters, so what was a bit of tail fucking between lovers?

His hand slid through my hair to the back of my head. “Taste me,” he managed in a husky breath.

I leaned in and swirled my tongue across both tips, enjoying his salty tang. His hand tightened behind my head, fisting my hair as I sensed him tense at my touch. He pushed his tail in and out of me over and over, making a wet sound from how drenched I’d become. My hips rocked back and forth, desire building inside me. I started to lick him from the base and up to where it split into two tips, my inhales and exhales growing raspy with each passing second.

He stroked my swollen folds, teasing me, while I repaid the favor by pushing his two heads into my mouth, which was a miracle in itself. The trick was to take one, then slip the other from the corner of my mouth. Sure, I might look like a chipmunk with too many nuts in my mouth, but I was one deliriously happy chipmunk.

His groan flooded the room as I worked my lips up and down his shaft, his length bumping the back of my throat. Fingers tangling in my hair, he pushed it off my face, then pulled it into a ponytail that he held to guide me. I cupped his balls, kneading them softly, wanting to drive him insane. Just like he made me feel every single day.

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