Page 28 of My Kind of Monster


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Chapter 7

NIKLAS

My lips find her delicious ones and I push my body so hard onto hers that she exhales a sharp breath and I swallow it. I force my tongue deeper, fighting her own lips, licking every single inch of her. She fights me even now. Fights me with her tongue, like a twisted tug of war, only there’s no tugging.

I press harder onto her, grab both of her wrists and catch them in one hand above her head, the other one I wrapping around her small throat. I squeeze a little harder and her hips buck upwards, the thin fabric of my boxers that she is wearing, sticking to my jeans covered dick.

One thing I know for sure: she is dripping fucking wet.

I break the kiss and look at her, into her bright green eyes, shining in the dark of the night. There’s fire in them, vengeance and a deep sense of foreboding.

I don’t break eye contact and she doesn’t either. Her breaths are deep, her breasts pushing upwards and I swear I can feel her pussy twitching. I choke her harder, just as I press my dick into her core and her eyes explode, clamping her mouth shut I can feel it in her throat under my hand—the moan she’s trying so hard to suppress.

I move my hands from her throat, pushing it hard on her flesh as I slide it down her body, until I reach that lush hip. I give her a bruising squeeze before I slide it under her, grab her ass and press her into me, painfully grinding my dick onto her pussy, to the point I’m convinced my boxers ripped.

This time around her self-control falters and she moans and bucks, her eyes laced with hate. So much fucking hate and I wonder if it’s truly aimed at me… or her betraying body.

Yet I wonder, is she betraying anything at all?

She squirms and kicks again. Refusing to accept her current predicament.

But then something curious happens. She screams, from the top of her lungs she screams, while looking straight into my eyes. My whole body vibrates, charging with the electricity from her voice—the siren screams for me.

She knows. She fucking knows!

This is not fear.

Yet, it’s not quite a challenge either. It’s an excuse for her to get what she truly desires without accepting or even acknowledging it.

It takes me a second to let go of her arms, grab the hem of the hoodie along with the t-shirt and rip it up her body and over her head. But I hold it there for a few seconds, simply looking at her fantastic naked tits. She tries to squirm, kicking and screaming filthy swears at me, but she can’t move, her head and arms trapped under the folded hoodie.

She looks so fucking beautiful, trapped under me, her tits pushing upwards. A fucking invitation, weather she likes it or not. I go for her right nipple and clamp my teeth on it, before swiping my tongue to soothe it. I bite the flesh of her tit and lick again. I move to her left one, and I repeat the assault.

Her screams turn into violent moans and her kicks turn into shivers. Her whole body responds to me in a way her mind can’t truly accept.

She’s still trapped and blinded by the hoodie, so I let go of her hands and before she can even fucking move, I rip the boxers of her body, exposing that beautiful fucking pussy that I only caught fleeting glimpses of. Before she can pull the hoodie back down I rip it upwards, forcing it over her head.

There she is. Completely fucking naked, on the top of a mountain, in the middle of the eerie forest, with a monster on top of her.

She's so fucking beautiful, lying here in the thick snow, in the freezing cold, all flushed and wet, fighting the conflicting feelings raging inside of her. Believing she is terrified by me, but I think she’s more terrified of herself, terrified of what she may find in the depths of these woods.

She can’t lie to me, I can see her demons dancing in those fiery green eyes. I know she’s found home.

SUKI

My nipples are hard, my pussy is wet, my arms are trapped, held by one of his large hands and I am under him—completely fucking naked.

I want to scream. Not at him, but at myself, at my betraying flesh, at the demons inside of me bathing in this excruciatingly delicious feeling raging havoc inside of me.

He is half naked. His delicious, strong body so close to mine, his taut pecks and thick abs are dusted with hair, his shoulders are so impossibly wide and strong, and his arms somehow look bigger bathed in the moonlight. I force a groan back inside myself and try not to shiver.

I do not want to give him the satisfaction of my arousal.

I return my eyes back to his and kick my legs under and up as hard as I can, trying my best to push him off me. But he barely even twitches.

He covers my pussy with his huge free hand and squeezes so tight I cannot help the pain-filled scream escaping my lips. And just as the pain rips through me, he pushes two thick fingers inside my wet pussy and I scream for a whole different reason.

Somehow he pulls pain out of pleasure and pleasure out of pain, rips the gates of hell to welcome a dark heaven and I fucking embrace it.

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