Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,124

my sword for me after battle.

“I have too many enemies, brother. I have been gone too long and I fear for my mate. The witches hinted at things not quite being what they seem. I have a bad feeling,” I conclude, gritting my teeth and overtaking a car.

He sighs, moving around again, the seat creaking under his weight. “Your feelings are always right,” he points out.

“That is what I am worried about. Could you do some digging? Is there anything I need to know?” I inquire, knowing something is happening but unsure how to phrase it correctly.

“держать, one minute,” he mutters, his English mixing with his Russian like he does when he is upset. His chair creaks again, and I hear retreating footsteps and the banging of a door before his voice comes back through the speaker.

“Aska, the world has changed, so has the council’s job. We are struggling to maintain our hold over the races, they are far too spread apart and, well...losing power. This is a human’s world now, not a monster’s. What I know is some see us losing power as a good thing, others see it as a sign of weakness. That we are giving into the humans, letting the sheep rule us. They are unhappy,” he finishes, sounding more tired now than ever.

“Unhappy, how unhappy?” I growl.

“There has been...little spurts of rebellion, I would say. Nothing much, and we have kept it under wraps, but it is happening. But, I do not see why this would affect you. I shall do some digging surrounding your new mate and her location, see what I can come up with and let you know, da?” I can hear him rubbing his head now. Just how much pressure is Luke under?

“Yes, thank you, Luke,” I murmur, thinking his words through.

“Stay safe, da? I shall speak to you soon, and once you have your mate I would love to meet the woman who is going to tame the dragon,” he says then laughs, cutting off the call.

Knuckling down, I stare at the signs as I speed past, my dragon clambering to leave my body. This isn’t the world I left when I went away, we were gods. We were the dark, the reason humans prayed and locked their doors. Now...now we are almost being forgotten?

What does this mean for the monsters like me?

She moans in my arms, looking so beautiful with nothing but the stars behind her. Reminding myself to keep flying, I beat my wings and grit my teeth with the need to rip off her trousers and sink into her heat. But I want to prove I can be more than just a brutal fuck, since that’s what it’s always been so far. I want to prove I am more, especially after she trusted me with her life earlier. Crazy bitch.

The thought makes me grin, I had let my madness take over. It whispered lies and hurt until I couldn’t help it. Regret winds through me, even though she doesn’t seem to care. Again and again she lets me get away with this kind of shit, maybe it’s time I started to prove to her I can make a good mate too. More than just the crazy assassin she has seen. That I am hers.

Dipping my finger into her warm, wet heat, I slowly bring her to the edge before adding another finger and curling them inside of her. Grinning, I watch her eyes slip closed in pleasure as she holds on to me, her claws like a kitten cutting into my shoulders. She doesn’t even know how much trust she is putting in me right now, it’s astounding.

Deciding to move, I turn us flat so her back faces the ground while I fly and pleasure her. She cries out, her pussy clamping around me as she comes apart in my arms. She looks so fucking beautiful, my own mate.

She blinks open those stunning eyes, and I see that they are black. My cock is already hard, but it throbs when they lock on me. I love the soft side of her, but this? It sends me wild when her madness meets my own.

I speed up our flight, needing to get her back so I can have her. I need her screaming around my cock again. She grins and I pull my fingers from her pussy and out of her stolen pants. Watching her, I raise them to my lips and suck them clean, groaning at the delicious