Pounded in the Patch (Dark Nights Collection)

by Dana LeeAnn

A literary masterpiece? No, baby. This is a spooky fucking ride.

For those who want their pumpkin spice with a side of being absolutely ruined by a masked man

"Welcome to your nightmare, night monster," he murmurs against my ear, his breath warm against the fake blood on my neck. "I hope you're ready to play."

My night monster. My obsession. My beautiful, brilliant addiction that I've spent endless time and money to possess.

This is about her, and us, and showing her that I will literally tear down mountains and rebuild forests to own every piece of her soul. She just doesn’t know she’s mine yet.

"Being hunted like that? Chased through a corn field and then fucked in a pumpkin patch?" "Caught and claimed in the middle of all those pumpkins, with the fog swirling around you and no escape, no choice but to surrender completely to someone who'll never let you go?"

"She was terrified and confused and had no idea who he was or why he'd chosen her. But by the end... by the end she didn't want to escape anymore. She wanted to be caught. She wanted to be claimed and to belong to someone who would burn the world for her."

The cost was more than most people's houses, but money means nothing when you're building an empire for the woman who owns your soul.

Fear is the ultimate aphrodisiac when you control every variable.

And she is safe. Safer than she's ever been in her life. Because I would kill anyone who tried to hurt her. I would burn down cities to keep her from harm.

I want him. I want this dangerous, mysterious masked man to fuck me until I can’t see straight.

"I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t walk, and then you’ll crawl to me on your knees while you beg for my cock to fill you one more time."

"Fill me with your cum until I can’t take any more. I want your seed dripping out of me."

The face I wake up next to every morning. The face of the man I'm completely, utterly in love with.

"You did all of this to propose to me?" My voice is climbing toward hysteria. "All of this? The entire pumpkin patch, the hunting, the stage, the crown—you did all of this because you want to marry me?" "Not just because I want to marry you," he says gently, sitting up and reaching for me. "Because I can't live without you. Because you're everything I've ever wanted and everything I never knew I needed."

"You are brilliant and fierce and secretly wild in ways that take my breath away," he continues. "You deserve a man who will build you worlds where your deepest fantasies can come true. You deserve someone who will love every dark, beautiful corner of your soul."

"On your knees for me, wearing my ring, taking my cock like the perfect little queen you are."

"You deserve a man who will create magic for you, who will love every corner of your soul, who will spend his life making sure you never doubt how extraordinary you are."