Page 31 of Monster's Obsession

I didn’t know how long it was before we finally settled, but I was completely full of cock and cum.

Sucking in sharp breaths, I tried to calm myself after being fucked roughly enough I knew I’d be sore tomorrow.

“How are you feeling, Pet?” he whispered in my ear, his tongue on my neck.

“Like I’ll never walk again,” I joked. “But it was incredible. You’re always so much rougher when you’re in your monster form.”

“Not too rough, I hope,” he asked, a tenderness in his voice that I adored.

“The perfect amount. Though I seriously don’t think I can stand on my own for a little bit.”

His kisses melted over my neck and shoulder, his large, clawed hand holding onto a breast as he held me up. I was under no illusion that this was over. I still felt him inside me, hard as a rock.

Our rushed breaths started to slow, and with it came the reality of where we’d had sex and that I had no idea how I was supposed to leave this cage without leaving a puddle of cum behind me. One thing was certain though--I was completely lost to my monsters, unable to get enough.

“How do we get back to our room without me flashing the world? My dress is torn and, well, we’re both a bit of a mess…”

“Blake, I have no intentions of stopping fucking you. I’ll carry you back to your room.” He blinked at me, his voice matter-of-fact, and a ripple of arousal rolled through me. He set me on the couch, then went to collect the shirt he’d discarded and offered it to me. “Put this on to cover yourself.”

“Thank you.” Dragging the shirt over my head, I was about to stand up, when Creed lifted me into his arms.

“I’ve got you. If you’re sore, I’ll carry you everywhere you need to go.”

I laughed at him because I was capable of walking. What I was experiencing was more a case of feeling a sweet ache from how hard he’d taken me, how much he’d stretched me.

I wasn’t going to complain though if he wanted to carry me back to my room. I was all for avoiding the walk of shame through the café. They all knew what we’d been doing. I wasn’t really interested in everyone knowing what I looked like when their king fucked me hard.

Cringing on the inside at that last thought, it was too late to do anything about it, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and tucked my head against his chest.

To my surprise, Creed didn’t head downstairs, but rather took a small corridor in the opposite direction that eventually brought us out to a doorway. He placed his palm against a panel near the door, and it opened for us instantly.

We were suddenly in an elevator and rushing upward.

“I’ll soothe your sore pussy with my tongue once we reach your room,” Creed informed me, staring at me. “Then I’ll claim you again from your sweet ass, and bring you to orgasm at least three more times.”

I gasped aloud at that, already out of breath from one.

He kissed my forehead. “I want to keep you happy while I feed my city.”

I was in a haze from the amazing sex, but it was hard to miss that this terrifying monster sounded like he almost cared. My pulse sped up, convinced I’d swoon right off my feet if he wasn’t carrying me.

We left the elevator, and excitement flared across my skin that we were about to tear down the castle to my screams. Every instinct inside me yelled this was exactly where I was meant to be. And with a grin, I prepared myself to have my brains fucked out.

Again.

CHAPTER 8

CREED

My gorgeous, little pet was ravenous in bed, her sweet pussy greedy for my cock. She couldn’t get enough, and I gave her everything she pleaded for and more. I bit her, licked and sucked everywhere, and even now, that intense wave of desire raced through me, calling me back to her side.

My cock throbbed, adrenaline pumping through my veins in memory of her beauty, of how deeply obsessed I’d become. I’d never experienced such a powerful need for a female before. Never felt this overwhelming hunger even for our red queen…What had awakened inside me for Blake was fucking intense and new.

She’d fallen asleep in my arms after her fourth orgasm, completely spent, so I let her rest and came out onto the main balcony.

She’d begged me to take her to see Steele several times, but I couldn’t bring her more heartache because once we got rid of Steele, she’d be devastated. It was better she kept her distance from him. Even if she hated me, I needed to protect her, and one day she’d understand my actions. Maybe even forgive me.

I sighed with the heaviness settling over my heart.

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