Page 4 of The Monster in Me


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That's all it takes and I’m a goner.

“Leave me alone Sebastian, I’m not in the fucking mood.” I bolt up the rest of the steps to the front door, yanking it open, barely making it one foot through the doorway before he wraps his arms around me, tugging me back, and shoves me against the wall. “Fuck,” I groan, my body falling rigid with the forceful impact.

“Don’t you fucking run from me Little Wolf, cause I’ll fucking catch you if you do. Wherever you hide, you can be damn sure I’ll find you.” The depth of the desire that drips like sweet venom from his lips, low-pitched and coarse, sends a thrill of excitement over me. He watches me with hazy, drunken eyes, and a sinfully seductive smile that melts my fucking panties off.

Regardless, I have a reputation to uphold, and letting him know that the look in his devilish eyes is making me nothing but a pathetic pile of teenage, hormonal mush at his feet, is against everything I pride myself on. I am terrifyingly obscene, with an attitude that could wage world wars and a demeanor that wins them. Though deep down, the fierceness in me, threatens to reveal itself as nothing more than childish fear. To live without someone who sees me for what I truly am, but the look in those deep gray tar pits, is nothing less than all-knowing.

And I cannot allow that. “Only if I let you, Sebastian, and trust me I don’t plan to. Especially not with that bitch’s hands all over you no more than two seconds ago, the last thing I want is for you to put your hands on me.”

I turn my head away, not able to withstand the searing heat from this gaze, “You say it as if you have a choice in the matter, Jade.” He inches closer to me, his hands still wrapped around my waist, pulling me in as his head lowers to meet me, the slight stubble of his chin scratching against my cheek. “But we both know when it comes to me, to this undeniable and overwhelming attraction, we are helpless.”

I chuckle at the hint of narcissism on the tip of his tongue. His arrogance and presumptuousness would be appalling were it deliberate, but the fact of the matter is, that’s just who he is. A self-proclaimed king, a condescending rich boy, and an inadvertently brazen Don Juan. Combine that with his ability to flip a fucking switch and turn from a wrathful beast, to a brute without a care in the world, he’s clearly dangerous.

He’s shown me both masks, donned his disguise of playfulness and seduction, as well as his indifference and insufferably, and dare I say, he wears them both very well.

The question I find myself asking now is which of the two is the true shape of the monster prowling before me.

Is he a terrifying beast or a sad little monster?

“Then what shall we do?” I murmur against his cheek, making a point to graze the stubble of his chin with my tongue. He groans, low and deep, pressing forward and imprinting the shape of his hardened erection into my already wanton center. I can’t help but whimper against him, the desperate need inside of me, winning the battle over my wits.

“Fuck me, Jade. Give into the pleasure you know it will bring. We will be good together, so fucking good,” he traces the outline of my earlobe with his tongue, nibbling his way down to my neck, my body inadvertently squirming at his descent. “Stop overthinking, just stop fucking thinking,” he grunts, and it’s shocking how well he knows what is going through my head right now.

Can I really just fuck him and be done? Out of my system and out of mind, or will I become one of those petty little bitches, fawning around, obsessing over what he thinks of me, kneeling before him and worshiping the ground he walks on.

I laugh to myself at just the mere absurdity of my thoughts, though a soft chuckle manages to escape me. “Just one night,” I whisper into the dark room, but it’s more of a prayer, a thought I’m internally manifesting. “All this can be, is one night. One night of pleasure, of weakness, of mistakes.”

“It will be anything but a mistake, and I assure you one night will not be sufficient to satisfy the carnal little wolf in you, but that’s all it can be.” He lifts me into the air, my legs encasing him in a cage of heat, as he begins to advance toward the staircase, without waiting for my response.

“You seem so sure,” I pant, my body already responding to what he’s promising.

He carefully trails up the stairs to where his bedroom is located, never once missing a step, or faltering in the slightest. “You and I are alike, it’s what draws us together. Since the moment you arrived I felt it, you felt it. We’re reflections of one another, both careless, cold, and confused. Yet to the world we are in control. Just for one night give up that control. Give it up to me and I assure you it will be like nothing you’ve ever experienced.”

“Give up my control,” I shake my head in disapproval, “that’s the only thing I have.”

I feel my heart beating at my temples as I await his next move, my back now resting against the door of his room. “Tonight you have me, you won’t need anything else.”

And as terrifying as those nine words are, I can’t help but agree. Lose control, let reality slip through my fingers, and then simply erase the memory of his touch. It should be easy compared to what I’ve dealt with, surely it’s nothing I can’t handle.

Tonight I’m fucking Sebastian, and tomorrow, well tomorrow is another day. Who knows what it will hold.

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