Monster's Temptation (Monster & Me #1)

by C.R. Jane

His gaze was worshipful, possessive…crazy. And obviously, something was very, very wrong with me because I loved it.

“This is real. And if this is real, then…” “We’ve been fucking regularly for the last few years?” he finished for me.

“I own every inch of your delectable body...

Every cell in my body was telling me not to be afraid of him.

“The others are going crazy not being able to see you. Perks of being king, I suppose, that I get to be the one to bring you home.”

“You like that, don’t you? You know you belong with me…belong with us,” he murmured in a low, throaty voice that shot lust through my veins.

I jumped when something wrapped around my hair, and I glanced in alarm to the side to see that his tail had wrapped itself around my hair like a fist.

I probably could have gone much longer without your sweet little body—but I'm a king, and kings are generally known for their indulgence.”

The last few months have been…hell. I’ll never allow you to be away from me like that again.”

My monster.

“I’m afraid, Pet, that it’s not an option for you to be anywhere but with me,” he declared, pulling me even closer.

I smelled my girl—our girl.

I knew by tracing her face a thousand times as I’d fucked her that she was the most beautiful girl in existence.

Well, that wouldn’t do. I’d have to turn her frown upside down, or whatever it was that humans said.

I wanted to make our girl the happiest she could ever dream of being. She was everything to me…to us. She just didn’t know it yet.

Ear-piercing screeches deafened me, and I grinned–I did love the sound of its pitiful cries.

She was our property now. Something she would learn to accept no matter how much she protested.

Just thinking of her delicious body squeezed my chest, and my balls pulled up into me at the memories of how many different ways I’d fucked her. How tight her cunt was… and how I craved more of her.

Except, once pain etched into your soul, it stayed with you for life.

Every inch of her was drop-dead gorgeous, and I knew that already I’d let myself go too far with how obsessed I’d become.

“Don’t worry,” he reassured me brusquely. “I won’t kill anyone at the dinner table. Not after how pissed you got last time.”

I once read somewhere that we were all angels before we became demons.

Did that mean that the monsters had once been angels as well? Considering the things they’d done to me in my dreams, it seemed highly unlikely.

There was no way that my mind could have come up with this scene in front of me. This was fucking real.

Was this how Dorothy felt in Wizard of Oz? Completely overwhelmed, confused, and terribly scared that she’d die in Oz–except replace all the cute singing munchkins with terrifying nightmarish monsters.

“You took me from my home.” “This is now your home,

Being this close to him, in the shadow of his towering body, wasn’t unpleasant…it was rather alarmingly enjoyable actually.

He unceremoniously drew me toward him roughly, one clawed hand on the back of my head, the other at my hip.

“You’re beautiful, beyond any of my expectations.

I’ve made you mine.”

And something was definitely wrong with me to be this ridiculously turned on by a monster.

He laughed at me. “I’m obsessed with how responsive your body is to me.”

“You do things to me that I can’t control.” “That’s not me, Pet. That’s your body calling me to fuck you.”

“This is your home now, Pet.

I will make it my mission to give you everything you’ll ever want.”

I was about to join them as a sense of familiarity filled me. Which confirmed how completely broken I was.

“Have you been a good girl for me, Blake?”

I knew him extremely well because he was always a bit too rough with me, and liked to remind me what a dirty whore I was as he took me.

“You’ve been on my mind endlessly, little human. Thinking about how you love it when I lick your ass and you scream for more. I missed you.”

Oh, great. A glob monster was going to find me food. I was slightly scared.

“She is not eating those vermin. Only the best for our Blake.”

“You may be the sexiest thing I’ve seen, but you will obey me. Now, lay back for me, gorgeous. I need to taste that pussy of yours.”

“Such a beautiful cunt,” he purred. “I’ve thought of nothing else but you since last night.”

we’re not going to stop until I take my fill of your sweet cum. I want your honey all over my face, alright?”

“Only the things that will fuck you in the dark and worship the ground you step on.”

In truth, I was almost crying because I could count on one hand the amount of people who had ever treated me with such care. And one of them was a monster.

“You deserve the world delivered to you on a platter.”

This is just getting corny and boring

“How anyone could not treat you as anything else is beyond me. But that’s something you’ll never have to worry about now that you’re with us.”

“While you’re with me, no one will so much as look at you. If they touch you, I’ll tear heads off,” he promised me with a smile.

If my time in the asylum had taught me anything, it had been to remain calm even when the world was burning around you.