Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,126

tangling my tongue with hers.

Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, what are you doing to me? She matches her name perfectly—like the morning, she is my new beginning, and I will fight to stay by her side even when she hates me. Even when she cringes away in fear, finally realising the extent of my depravity. I am hers now, her assassin, her monster.

The night to her morning, Dawn...you will never get away from me. I speak it like a promise into her mouth.

Pulling back, I smile softly at him and reach up to push back some of his hair. I know we should get back, I’m betting Nos is really worried by now, but I just want to take a moment to appreciate this soft side of Griffin he’s letting me see. Well, as soft as Griffin ever can be.

For once his eyes aren’t guarded or watching me warily, he’s just staring at me. Content. It’s strange. I love his madness, hell, I even love his anger, but can I love him?

My experience of loving people is twisted and messed up. My own family didn’t love me and the first man I ever said it to changed his mind a week later. Tim said he loved me, yet he hurt me. No, my own experiences in love aren’t great. What if I mess this up? What if loving his emotions aren’t enough, what if I can’t love him?

“What are you thinking about so hard?” he asks, without that usual bite in his tone.

“I’m messed up,” I blurt out, and his eyebrows raise and that mocking smile crosses his face like he can’t help it.

“So?” he prompts.

“I mean it, Griffin, I’m completely and utterly messed up,” I grumble, starting to get angry now that he isn’t taking me seriously when I’m trying to share.

He rolls his eyes. “Vasculo, you don’t think I know that? Fuck, we all are, even that god of yours. None of us are particularly sane or normal. Whatever you are thinking about, questioning yourself over—forget it,” he says, like it’s that simple.

Glaring at him, I huff, and glance over his shoulder at the sky, but he doesn’t let me get away with that. He grips my chin and forces me to look at him again, and I see his eyes swirling and I can’t help but lick my lips, knowing his darker side is coming back out to play. “I don’t give a shit if you are fucking insane, I am too. I won’t say you are my fucking light or some other fake shit, no. You are right there in the darkness with me, you’re not the easily breakable light. You are the strong, constant dark at my side,” he finishes, and my mouth opens in shock at his beautiful words.

“Don’t get all sappy on me,” he growls, looking instantly uncomfortable and I laugh, which ends in a gasp when he reaches down and cups my pussy, his cock still inside of me.

“I wonder, if I tasted you right now, would you taste like me?” he murmurs, making me moan as he presses hard, his cock moving in me slowly as he pulls out and thrusts back in.

I can feel the blood dripping from my cuts from the impact, hell, I felt at least two bones break, but I didn’t care. All I could think about was Griffin, and it’s the same now. He eclipses everything.

“We should get back, Nos will be worrying,” I suggest, but my whole heart isn’t in it.

He smirks, still fucking me shallowly. “We should.”

I gasp and squeeze my eyes shut when he presses down on my clit, and drags his cock over that spot inside of me. “W-we should leave before someone comes and investigates,” I try again and I look at him.

“Yes,” he agrees, picking up speed.

“W-we, fuck it,” I groan, wrapping my legs around him again and grinning when he laughs.

“Thank god, I was wondering how much longer you were going to go on for. I did think about shutting you up with my dick to your mouth,” he replies, his dirty words making me moan. “Don’t worry, you’ll be doing it later. I’m sure you will do or say something to piss me off and get me all riled up,” he warns and I laugh again.

“I love it when you get like that,” I reply honestly and he pauses, his eyebrow arching.

“You do it on purpose?” he asks incredulously.

“Yes,” I moan, rubbing against him and he growls, the sound travelling