Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,35
to draw energy from others, which can occur through a mate bond, including kissing and sex, or from a person...not voluntarily.
I catch her power residue outside an upscale restaurant, but the trail is old. Following the tugging sensation in my chest, which happens whenever she isn't around, I head inside a clothing shop. It is stronger in here, but also confusing, like she is everywhere.
I scan the store and ignore the gawking sales women who watch me with desire and moneybags in their eyes, and head upstairs in search of my little monster. I wonder what trouble she is creating now.
I reach a section of dresses and scantily clad mannequins, and I know I am getting close. Wandering around aimlessly, I search the shoppers for a sign of her bright blonde hair. I am just passing a changing room built into the back of the shop when a pale arm darts out, grabs my hand, and tugs me inside.
Without waiting, she is on me and I react instantly. There is nothing like the feel of my mate in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist as I fall back into the changing room wall, and her mouth meets mine as she kisses me hard before pulling away. A smile curls up those lips of hers as her eyes slowly bleed to black. I don't think she even realises that her hunger and the mating instinct is guiding her right now, and I have no intention of telling her, not yet.
First, my little monster will take everything and anything from me that she wants. I am hers, mind, body, and soul. She could suck every drop of energy from me and I wouldn't die, but I would gladly let her do it.
"Little Monster," I rasp as she hops down.
My eyes narrow as she moves away from me, but she grabs me and pushes me onto the sofa in the corner of the spacious changing room. I sprawl back, watching her hungrily as she strips off her little dress to show me the lacey, almost see-through, white bra and thong covering her body. A mirror placed on the wall behind her shows me that perky little ass of hers as she struts towards me on high heels, and the sight makes my mouth dry and it’s hard to speak.
She is perfection wrapped up in a small, dangerous package. When she straddles me my hands go to her hips, but she grabs them and pins them to the sofa above of me. If she wants control, she can have it. She can have everything.
That same heat and hunger courses through my body again, pulling me towards Nos as I rub my panty-clad pussy over the hard bulge in his jeans. I sensed him when he entered the store and I laid in wait, knowing he would find me. I set a trap for my monster, but he doesn't seem to care. Instead, he watches me with such hunger that I moan and throw my head back, rubbing against him. Needing everything he has.
Anyone could walk in, anyone could find us, and I don't think they would appreciate us fucking inside their changing rooms, but it only makes me hotter. The idea of someone watching has me reaching up and undoing my new bra, before letting it drop to the floor next to us.
He keeps his hands above his head, and his eyes turn bright white in an instant as he takes in my body. His jaw clenches as he grinds his teeth, no doubt from the pressure to remain still, to not touch me. I know because I feel it too. The need to mark his body with mine, to touch every inch until no skin remains that I haven't claimed.
"Little Monster," he says in warning when I just continue to rub against him.
Grinning, I lean down until our mouths nearly touch. "Feeling desperate, my horned god?" I whisper against his lips before I kiss him.
Our tongues tangle as I continue to rock against his jeans. I can feel the tension in his body and I decide to stop teasing us both. Leaning back, I break our kiss and lift myself up so I can kick off my panties. Bare before him, I almost whimper when his eyes greedily take in all my flesh as he sinks his teeth into his lower lip, making blood well from the force.
I lean forward at the sight and lick it away. "Only I get