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The Monster King wants me back. I’m their favorite plaything after all. And I just might want to play.
My father…on all fours on the floor by his desk, his chief of staff Ryan—a man—fucking him in the ass while our gardener, Dale, sucked his dick from underneath.
Oh, and let’s not forget the fact that his secretary, Stacey, was sprawled out in front of him, moaning like a porn star while he ate her out. I watched in shocked horror at the orgy I was seeing, bile filling my mouth.
"You gonna give me what I want?" he growled, and all I could do was whimper in response as he pulled me down and pushed into me.
"Fuck," he groaned, a guttural growl laced in his words. "Relax, Pet. You're going to be my good girl, aren't you?" he purred.
"Good fucking girl," he rumbled as he moved both hands to my hips and lifted me up slightly before thrusting up hard.
"Going to keep you forever, Pet. My good girl," he breathed as he stretched me.
For some reason, Candace had a thing against swearing. She didn't care about murdering and mutilating people, but swearing crossed the line of her moral compass. "Let go of me, you butt munchers!”
"I've been waiting for you, Pet. Have you missed me?" he asked as he softly circled my clit with the sharp tip of his claw.
"Good girl," he groaned as he thrust into me brutally with his long length. A rush of pleasure flowed over me and I forgot all about the fact that a literal monster was fucking me right now. I had to still be asleep; that was the only way that I could rationalize this. And since I had to be sleeping, I might as well enjoy the best sex I could imagine.
"Fuck, you’re squeezing my dick so tight. You love this, Pet. You can't get enough of it, can you?"
"Don't try and convince yourself otherwise, my pet,” he said in a lilting, familiar voice that I'd heard for years. “I am what you humans call a monster, and I was just in between your legs.”
I flushed as everything sunk in. “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?” he growled.
“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.
Creed loomed in front of me in his monster form, standing close to eight feet tall.
“I smell your desire,” he growled, while grinding himself against me. “You’re beautiful, beyond any of my expectations. There’s no question of whether you want to help us. I’ve made you mine.”
And something was definitely wrong with me to be this ridiculously turned on by a monster.
“You do things to me that I can’t control.” “That’s not me, Pet. That’s your body calling me to fuck you.” “But this is so much more than in my dreams. I can’t explain it.”
“There is no god, Blake,” one of the other monsters growled from within the shadows. “Only the things that will fuck you in the dark and worship the ground you step on.”
I had a craving to hack through sinew and bone with my bare teeth, to feel the warm trickle of blood sprayed on my face.
I was starved of real fear, of feeding. I had her pressed up against the floor to ceiling window in no time, her face to the glass, my groin against her ass. “Get off me,” she snarled. “That’s not what you really want, is it?” I purred in her ear. “You want to be fucked. That’s why you’re acting up, aren’t you, my little brat?”
I already felt completely stuffed full…when all of a sudden, the pressure inside me multiplied. It felt like he was doubling in size. “What the fuck?” I gasped. Ash chuckled wickedly behind me. “Oh, perhaps we should have mentioned that. You didn’t exactly get the whole dick experience in our dreamland romps. Seven here is a grower.”
