Lies of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #2)

by Rina Kent

This is my chance to not only meet her lover, but also eliminate him once and for all. That way, she’ll have no one to be with but me.

HEHEHHEHEHE

I AM ON MY KNEES FOR KIRILL

But being celibate after being in Sasha’s pussy exactly two hundred twenty-seven times has been pure fucking torture. What? I didn’t mean to count, but I might have grown obsessed with it and done it unconsciously.

😏

“That probably won’t be possible, but I will find you another position.” My woman, for instance. I pause. What the fuck was that thought all about? Did I just think of Sasha as my woman? Yes. Yes, I fucking did.

They ain’t make men like him no more

I will annihilate each and every person who attempts to harm Sasha. She might be peculiar, and I still don’t know much about her past, but she’s mine. And no one touches what’s fucking mine.

Okay he built different

“They hurt you, and that’s enough incentive for war. I couldn’t be there to stop them. What I could do, however, is finish every last one of them.”

I might have marked her skin red and left bruises and hickeys all over her tits, stomach, and inner thighs, but she left her own marks. They’re invisible and lurk beneath the skin, but they’re so powerful in their softness, so…irritably persistent.

Her lips part. “I…can’t call you by the diminutive form. You’re older than me by a whole eight years.” “I don’t want that either. A diminutive form is weird all over. What I want, however, is a pet name, like the one I gave you.” “But why…?” “I just want one.”

“I just need time to think about it. I haven’t done this before, okay?” So she didn’t give her lover a pet name? One-nil to me, motherfucker. “You have until the end of the day.” “Gee, way to put pressure on someone,” she mutters under her breath again.

During the entire thing, I had to physically stop myself from shooting Rai because she smiled at Sasha. The worst part? The fucking traitor who claims to only be loyal to me smiled back.

“You do you. I’ll do me.” I pause. “That sounds sexual. Are you up for it?” She suppresses a smile. “Up for what?” “You doing you and me doing me, preferably in front of each other and possibly at the same time to preserve energy. Or better yet, I can, say, do you.” “How about I do you?” “Not even in your wildest dreams.” I pause. “Do you want to do me? Is that a kink?”

I clear my throat. “You kiss me all the time. You don’t see me asking you why.” “It’s different when I do it. My purpose is to claim you. What's yours?” I lift my chin. “Maybe it’s to claim you, too.” A smile lifts his lips—it’s gradual and big and so gorgeous, I wish I could take a picture of it so I can stare at it whenever I please.

My lips pull in a smirk. Does she think she can leave me? She must’ve underestimated what I really meant by never. There will never be a day when Sasha is no longer mine.