Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,108

rhythm. It’s fast and hard and perfect after the loving he just gave me.

“Please,” I beg, my stomach tight as that impending feeling of an orgasm encroaches again already.

He pulls out, making me growl, but before I can protest he parts my cheeks and presses the thick head of his cock against my other hole and starts slowly pushing in, pushing past the tight ring of my muscle.

He pulls back, before slowly pushing in. Again and again until he’s seated in my ass all the way to his balls. Only then does he bend over me, kissing my shoulder as he pulls back and thrusts in.

“Nos, Nos, Nos,” I chant his name like a prayer.

“Mine,” he growls.

He picks up speed again, his cock filling my ass, until I’m fighting against him, needing him deeper and harder, needing that bite of pain. His fingers reach down, flicking my clit again and again, until I scream into the fire, coming so hard it feels like I can’t breathe. Like he just pushed me over the edge of a cliff.

He speeds up, his thrusts violent as he fucks me until, with a roar, he explodes again. Whimpering, I lay on the rug, my breathing erratic. I daren’t even try to move, I think he fucked me to death, again.

He relaxes into my back, kissing me gently, and our sweaty skins rubs together as the fire crackles in front of us. “You get ten minutes, and then you are mine again,” he whispers softly, and the threat has me grinning.

Oh yes, being a monster has its perks.

Dawn is still sleeping when I get ready for the meeting with the fae. My gaze keeps going back to her. I should let her sleep. Although, she was the one who woke me in the early hours of the morning with her mouth around my cock. By the time we were done again, the sun was starting to rise. I had remained in bed far longer than I probably should have, but I am balking at the idea of leaving her.

If our bond is this strong after barely a week, then what will it be like in a hundred or a thousand years? She has quickly become the center of my world. My little monster. I would do anything for her, kill anyone for her, but I can’t protect her from this. I know she is strong, I know she is powerful, but I have lived a long life and seen even the most powerful of people fall. The idea of losing her sends a bolt of panic through my chest and I sit on the edge of the bed, moving a stray curl of blonde hair away from her sleeping face.

Even if death did take her again, I would venture into the underworld and bring her back. She doesn’t get away from me that fast, not now, not ever. Nothing in this world or the next will keep us apart.

My heart beating faster, my chest clenching in pain, I force myself to lean down and kiss her rosy lips goodbye. “I love you, Little Monster,” I murmur.

Pulling away, I get up before I climb back into bed with her, and turn away. Grabbing my jacket and keys, I close the door softly and head downstairs. I didn’t expect Griffin to be up, but when I get downstairs I see him on the sofa with a cup of coffee on the table in front of him, and a camera in his hands. He shuts it off when he hears me and I hesitate before going to sit across from him.

“Didn’t sleep?” I ask, curious. I have no issue with my little monster’s other mate, not at the moment anyway.

He shrugs and leans back. “Hard to with all the noise,” he says bluntly and I grin.

“Don’t expect me to apologize,” I counter, and he scoffs.

“I wouldn’t, shouldn’t you be gone by now?”

Always straight to the point, is the fallen. Even now, I can see the hate and madness in his eyes. I don’t know what Dawn sees in him, but when they are together she doesn’t lessen that, in fact, she seems to call it out in him and revels in it.

Maybe she is his madness and he is hers.

“I am leaving, Fallen.” His eyes narrow at the name, and mist curls around his fingers as he grabs the camera closer. “Griffin,” I correct. “I know you have...mixed feelings about having a mate, but that woman up there