Page 23 of Monster’s Magic


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“Well,” I ask and motion with my finger for him to join me.

An animalistic sound rumbles through his chest. “Do you wish to keep the bra?”

I smirk. “Fuck the bra.”

He lets out a dark chuckle, but it wasn’t with humor. It was laced with warning, a craving of carnal hunger. He slides his fingers underneath the straps of my bra and gently glides them down my arms. With a single finger, he slices through the material between my breasts.

I gasp and step back. “Do you have a knife?”

He holds his finger up and a nail, sharp like a dagger, extends from it. It slowly retreats into his body.

“That’s strange, yet, oddly satisfying,” I purr.

He grins and lowers himself to his knees. He cups my ass and brings me toward him and Shayde presses his face just over the apex of my thighs. He inhales a deep breath, tilts his head back, and roars with an erotic groan.

Then in a quickness, Shayde brings his head back up, grabs one of my legs and pulls it around his neck. He buries his face against my panties and his tongue—fuck me, that magnificent tongue—lashes against my clit, only the fabric keeping us separated.

“Shayde,” I whimper and balance myself on one leg.

Using his arms, he lowers me to the ground and moves his mouth away from me long enough to follow through with the threat of ripping my panties. I feel the pull and instantly and hear the lace tear. Then Shayde presses the folds of my pussy apart, exposing my sex. He sweeps his tongue in a long, deliberate swipe, then buries his face, sucking my clit between his teeth.

My body bucks and my back arches. I let out a guttural groan and shove my fingers into his hair, clutching the strands. I feel my body throbbing, the thrill of being exposed in the outdoors, but also in the serenity of our own private space. I’m ready to explode, my soul to shatter, and with it, every boundary I’ve ever had around this beast.

“Fuck,” I manage to scream as the flutter of the oncoming orgasm rushes quickly through my body. “Shayde!”

He sucks that much harder, flicking his tongue against my clit like a man whipping a wild beast.

Holy fuck, he will forever ruin me.

“Shayde,” I yell out his name again and he thrusts two fingers inside my pussy. He presses them to the sensitive g-spot and massages it, extending the orgasm even further.

I open my eyes and the stars twinkle as they gaze upon our night. I lift my head up and look down at Shayde and find him watching me. The heat, the passion in his eyes ignite so much more than before. The flames that burned prior were nothing more than a barely lit ember to what I see now. His pupils are completely red. This should frighten me, but instead, the recollection that I did this to him sends a torrent of ecstasy through me unlike anything I’ve experienced.

I did that.

He takes a long swipe along my pussy once more, then lifts his head. His mouth glistens in the night from the evidence of my orgasm and all I can do is smile. Reaching for the rags of his shirt, he uses it as a towel across his face.

He then sits back on his heels and unbuckles his belt and in one swift motion, pulls it off, the buckle clinking softly. The very act of this causes me to nibble on my lip. It’s the moment I’ve been waiting for, without knowing I’ve been longing for it.

Shayde pushes down his pants and he has on no underwear. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but a barbed cock was not it.

I sit up and stare at his thick shaft. He’s long, solid, so fucking big. I mean, he’s a monster with a barbed cock.

What else would I expect to see?

There’s nothing normal about our situation.

“Are you all right,” he asks.

“Umm,” I start and can’t take my eyes away from his manhood. “I don’t know about this.”

He smiles and leans forward. He touches my chin and tilts my head up until our eyes meet. “You know that saying, trust the process?”

I blink. “Trust that your dick won’t shred my pussy from the inside?”

“Mmhmm,” he responds through a deep hum in his chest.

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