Page 40 of Monster's Good Girl


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But my stomach is growling, and in spite of my jesting, I can either devour her or another of these dark elves, or I can give in to my baser survival instincts and rely wholly on another need… the need to reproduce.

I fight the urge a moment longer before I hear her moaning, begging for me to join her in the tub. Her screams fill the room, her urgent echoes cascading against the walls.

I do not know what will happen if I take it further than I did in the cave. I long to dominate her, but I don’t know how. It currently looks inevitable that the beast will fully take hold of me, and the part of me that wants to not lose control will be buried.

And then I picture her bare flesh – her dripping, nude form illuminated in the caverns, lying helplessly on the ground, and I give in entirely.

From among my hardened scales, my engorged member protrudes, emerging from somewhere beneath my flesh.

Somewhere in my mind is still a buried part of me that wants to protect Ariella, but the active part of me, the thing guiding my actions, now wants to destroy her. I want to make her suffer for tormenting me with her imprudent body.

Taking my member in my hand and stroking it, I walk into the tub, where she is mindlessly pleasuring herself.

I have never, in all of my existence, been so aroused. These feelings are still so new to me.

But as I take in her aroma, my mind clouds over like the mirror on the wall. She wants to get lost in this fleeting sensation, drowning in her lust and her depravity? I can enable that.

Standing over the edge of the tub, I wait for her to take me in, observing quietly as, with eyes closed, she melts in her pleasure, tweaking her nipples as the water sloshes over them.

She finally beholds me, and I can see the fear overtaking her. Part of her looks as if she’d like to run away upon seeing my erect member. If she tried to, I wouldn’t let her. She tempted me with her flesh, and now she must pay for it with her body.

She stares at my hardened cock, lost in thought. Thankfully, she doesn’t resist, moving her hand from her clit to my member, first touching it gently and curiously.

I want to mount her here, and I will in time, but it’s time to savor this. I want to watch her succumb to me.

She moves her hand along the length of my member, and I’m reminded of how small and fragile this woman is. She went to the trouble of seducing me. She had better know what to do with me.

Reluctantly, she moves her hand faster along my length, and I silently and malevolently watch her. She tries to avoid my bumps and spikes with her every upward stroke. Before long, they will be inside of her.

Her speed picks up, and I can hear myself moaning now. But she will not tame me.

She moves her mouth reluctantly to my member and struggles to take in my size, her lips widening to fit my size. I’m not sure how she’ll take me, but I don’t care.

I buck my hips and thrust into her throat, my shiny black cock stuffing her pale face. She chokes against my length. My claws dig into her head, and I fuck her urgently, longing to ravage her.

She tries to fight me, and I give her a moment to breathe before delving back in, my bulbous member forcing its way into her.

In spite of the anatomy differences, I can smell her want. The chemicals erupt from within her, signaling her reproductive need.

I remove myself from her, her face a mess of spit and pre-cum, before lifting her from the tub and easily tossing her into the air, catching her upside down.

I grow tired of her teasing.

I want her to be ready to accept me. If she cannot accommodate my enormous size, this might kill her.

My tongue moves over her, licking her clitoris and easily probing into her tunnel. I have been endowed with a tongue roughly thirty times longer than a human’s, so diving in and out of her with it is effortless.

She explodes with pleasure, screaming while my tongue caresses her warmth. I can feel myself reaching deep inside her, touching her cervix. Such pleasure is clearly alien to her.

Bucking back into me, I can taste her arousal, her juices dripping freely onto my sharp face, falling onto the tile floor. My member grows still, and I can sense its hunger.

She is ready.

Without warning her, I flip her around in my arms.

She weighs so little, it’s like I’m carrying nothing.

Her size is so small, my member alone dwarfs her. I do not think this will be possible, but my base urges demand it.

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