Page 14 of Monster's Obsession

A hitched sob forced its way out of my mouth, but I didn’t answer the asshole. What could I say?

His gaze moved from my face, tracing the lines of my body like a lover’s caress. “It would be a shame…” he murmured, his voice fading away.

“A shame to kill someone you’ve known intimately and who has never done anything bad to you…yes, it would be.”

“Might be awhile, if ever, that I find someone who gets me off like you do.”

“Don’t you dare,” I hissed, pressing myself back against the wall like there was a chance it would open and I could disappear inside of it. Was he really thinking about fucking me before he killed me?

I swung out and caught him in the side of the face, but he didn’t even blink.

“Don’t be even more of a monster than you already are,” I pleaded.

He pressed against me as if he hadn’t heard anything that I said, his dick hard and ready. And my body, as traitorous and insane as it obviously was…began to respond to his presence.

It was like a Pavlovian response. He’d been inside of me so many times that I was programmed to get hot for him. To get…

“I can smell how wet your pussy is for me,” he said, his tongue darting out to lick across my lips. “Even knowing what’s going to happen…you can’t help but want me. Because you know how good I always make you feel.”

“Please…” I whimpered. And fuck, I’m sure by the sound of my voice, it was unclear to him whether I was begging him not to kill me…or begging him to fuck me.

“One last fuck before I kill you. I’ll let myself have that,” he murmured, almost absentmindedly as his clawed hand came forward and he ripped what little scraps of clothes were left after the Gazen attack.

The cold air hit my nipples, pebbling them into hard points. He took his time looking at me, as if he really was memorizing this scene for later…when he didn’t have my body anymore.

“Your people will starve again,” I reminded him desperately, my chest heaving under his gaze.

“It’s a price we’ll all have to pay to protect ourselves from your betrayal.”

Fuck! He was so exasperating. I wasn’t her. I’d never do what she’d done to them.

Not in a million years.

He roughly moved me, until his thighs were between my legs, our chests flush together…his cock wedged against me. His eyes had dilated, the round pupils turning into vertical slits…like a pit viper.

My breaths were coming out in gasps, as his nose rubbed against mine…almost lovingly.

“Why don’t you just kill me? What have I done to deserve being humiliated before you do it? Just throw me back to those worm monsters. I’d rather die like that, than have you touch me…”

“We both know that’s a lie, little poison.” His hand moved between my legs and he rubbed on my clit in that expert way of his. “You’re like a bitch in heat when it comes to me. Don’t you want a little pleasure…before the pain?”

“I hate you,” I whispered as his snake-like gaze swept over my face.

“The things I’m going to do to you.” Hunger replaced the scary, smug arrogance, and suddenly his lips caught mine in a kiss that had my insides twisting. His forked tongue slid between my lips, tangling expertly with mine.

I didn’t move my lips, but I didn’t push him away either…I knew it wouldn’t do anything to change what was happening.

What I didn’t admit to myself…not even a little bit, is that a part of me wanted this. I wanted his ruin.

“Kiss me, poison,” he rumbled against my lips as I tried to bite him instead.

He fisted my hair and I whimpered. “Kiss me.”

Suddenly I found myself sucking on his tongue, his fingers pressing expertly on my swollen, throbbing clit.

His licks against my mouth were aggressive…and filthy. Every swipe echoed in my desperate pussy.

“Sure you won’t miss this?” I purred, not recognizing the sass coming out of me. Something in his eyes sparked at my words, and I wondered if he was really capable of killing me.

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