The Beast (Monsters and Beauties, #1)

by Jenika Snow

I would hold her in place with my teeth at her throat as I pushed my too-big cock into her and made her take every inch. She would stretch so nicely around me, cry that it hurt, that I was too large, but I would make her feel so good she would be begging me for more.

This wasn’t just the Beast needing a wife. He wanted heirs.

“I’m going to fill you up with it, shove this big cock deep in you, make you take every last ounce until it’s pouring out of you so that when I pull out of your cunt, it’ll hurt so good.”

“Run, Belle,” he growled. “Run as fast as you can, because when I catch you—and I will—I am going to fuck you so hard there will be no doubt who you belong to.”