Devourer of Men (Devourer, #1)

by Nikki St. Crowe

And yet some days I am aware that I am driven mostly by fear. Fear of who I am. Fear of who I’m not. Fear of what happens when I face myself in the mirror. To be bold is to be truthful and I am built of lies.

“Most people think that being on your knees and getting railed in the face is a position of submission. But a man is never more vulnerable than he is when his cock is in someone’s mouth. Especially a mouth with sharp teeth.”

“You get six words. More. Harder. Stop. Slower. God. Fuck.

“I’ve missed you all of the days that have stretched between then and now. If I’d known you were here, pregnant with my baby, I would have come, Wendy Darling. I would have saved you or died trying.”

“That’s another lie,” he admits. “I am capable of love. But everything I have ever loved has left me.”

But he’s my monster now.