Blood of My Monster (Monster Trilogy, #1)

by Rina Kent

A cruel smirk lifts the side ...

“If you find solace in these delusions, then, by all means, keep believing them, but the reality is the following: you are mine to do with whatever I please. You’r...

“I’m not your anything,”

I say with a calm I don’t feel.

“And I’m certainly no...

A muscle clenches in his jaw and his eyes darken be...

“Is that because you already belong to ...

“Someone ...

A long pause drifts between us as the dim nightstand light creates shadows o...

“I’m picking up where I left off earlier. ...

“I don’t know what you’re tal...

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. I need the name of the man you were talking...

“That part of my life doesn’t concern you,”

I say simply, softly enough for the words to come out as a plea.

“A name, Sasha. I won’t repeat myself ...

I purse my lips. Tension drifts off Kirill in waves, accentuated by his tightening grip on my wrists. For a moment, I think he’ll break them or something, but then he lifts me up by them. I’m stunned into silence when he releases my hands, removes my jacket, and rips open my shirt. The buttons scatter on the bed and roll onto the floor. My breasts tingle beneath my chest bandages, and my nipples harden to painful buds. There must be something wrong with me, because even though I know he’s mad, I still like his rough side. A part of me yearns for it while another part is scared of it. The fact remains, if this will keep his mind off the current topic, then all I can do is let it happen. Soon after, my bandages are gone with a fast maneuver of his...

And for some reason, I want to be beautiful to him. I want him to kiss me like he can’t get enough of me, like he did in his office the other day. I love when Kirill kisses me. That’s the only time he feels more like a man than a monster. My thoughts scatter when he grabs me by the wrist and hauls me off the bed. I stumble and nearly fall, but his grip keeps me upright. I have to jog to keep up with his wide strides as he leads me to the en-suite bathroom. The strong white light blinds me as the sparkling marble counter and giant mirror come into view. He pushes me against the sink and stands behind me with the eeriness of the Grim Reaper. His eyes flash to a scary darkening blue that resembles an angry ocean. I don’t even focus on the fact that I’m stark naked while he’s fully clothed. All I see in the mirror is an entity of violence. He releases my wrist just to close his hand around my throat from behind. The grip is firm enough that I go to my tiptoes, but it’s not meant to steal my breath. This is a grip of control. So I know exactly who’s in charge of this situation. His other hand drifts over my hip, leaving goosebumps in its wake, then disappears between my throbbing thighs. Two of his fingers thrust inside my core, and I go still. My skin turns red, and I’m forced to see every detail of my embarrassment in the mirror in front of us. I have to see the two whitening scars on my side from the massacre and the ugly hole in my shoulder from when I was shot. When I tr...

“You’re going to watch me own every part of you so you understand that you’re completely mine.”

He thrusts a third finger in, stretching me so fully that I can’t focus on anything but his touch. He scissors his fingers inside me, and a burst of pleasure floods through me. My toes curl, and my heart beats so fast, it’s scary. Kirill’s pace verges on madness as he pounds his fingers into me with heightened intensity. My eyes close halfway, and I want to look away from the storm that’s about to take me over, but I can’t. The longer I’m swallowed in his icy eyes, the more light-headed I become. He tea...

“That’s it, Solnyshko. Show me how much...

His voice falls against my ear in a grunt before he bites down on the flesh. My thighs shake, and the orgasm seems to heighten and draw out in both length and intensity. It’s like his words are an aphrodisiac. And maybe, just maybe, I’m too conditioned to the way he calls me his sun. Why would a monster need a sun? His hand disappears from between my legs, and before I can mourn the loss, he unbuckles his belt, and I feel his erection brush against my backside. A shudder goes through me...

“Kir...

“I’m so tempted to stuff my cock int...

He pushes his huge cock against m...

“I’d fuck you until you realize that every part of you belongs to me. Not anyone else. Me. This is my as...

My hand finds his thigh, and I try to push at him, but he imprisons my wrists behind my back and uses both his hands to wrap his thick leather belt around them. I’m completely immobile, and I couldn’t move...

“But ton...

He slides his cock betwee...

“I’ll start with m...

He thrusts inside, and I gasp as pain explodes all over my core. Kirill is just too huge, and despite the orgasm I just had,...

“You’re so tight. Mmm. So fuc...

His grunts fill my ears, and even though it hurts, I try to fall into the rhythm. I don’t have to try for long. After a few thrusts, pleasure starts to war with the pain, and my moans echo in the air. Kirill uses his hold on my neck to make me look in the mirror. I’m startled by the sight in front of me. He looks larger than life behind me and no different than a beast who’s devouring me alive. My skin is sweaty, flush...

“Look at who owns you, Solnyshko. Look at how your body submits to me as if it was made for me. You are mine, and you will always be fucking mine. Yo...

The dark possessiveness in his words should scare me, and it does to an extent, but I can’t think straight with him pounding me to within an inch of my life. His rhythm is as intense as he is. He fucks with his usual control, but sometimes, he goes so fast and so hard that even he can’t control it. His glasses fog up from sweat and exertion, and he throws them aside and then ramps up the intensity. My breasts bounce and ache from the arousal, and my hips hit the marble counter a few times. The sting of pain adds to the savage pleasure building in my core. All of a sudden, he tightens his grip on my throat and cuts off my oxygen. I can’t breathe. I can’t… Just when I think I’m going to die, I come. And then air and ecstasy rush through me all at once. I start to fall over, but Kirill pushes me down against the counter. The shock of cold hits my heated skin, and my hard nipples scrape against the marble. But those bursts of discomfort are forgotten when he grips me by the back of my neck and fucks me through my orgasm. He goes deeper, pulls out, then drives back in again and again. Then he rams into me with the lethality of an animal. He is an animal. A monster who can’t get enou...

“M...

A frightening shudder goes through me when I realize that he means that and will probably stop at n...

I stop at the threshold as memories from last night hit me. The fucking, moaning, slapping, grunting, and crying. There was a lot of crying when Sasha couldn’t take being fucked anymore, but sometimes, there was begging, too, so I let her come. The more the tears streamed down her cheeks, the harder I got. The longer she begged, the more I needed to own her so thoroughly, no one would be able to take her away from me. I wanted to stop after that first time since she was clearly spent and probably sore, so I tried to be a gentleman and took her into the shower. But the moment her body fell against mine in a half hug because she couldn’t stand properly, all gentlemanly thoughts flew out the window. Not that the role had come to me naturally in the first place. As my nature dictated, I fucked her against the shower wall until she had no choice but to hold on to me. Until she nearly fainted from how many times she came, and I had to use her mouth to finish off.

it’s fucked-up desire. The type that’s impossible to satisfy, no matter how long or hard I fuck her. As if to prove my words, my dick strains against my sweatpants, demanding another round in her tight cunt. No, it’s not her cunt. It’s mine. Everything Sasha has to give is mine to own, no matter what she says about it.

I grab her by the wrist and waist and then pull her onto my lap. Her head bumps against the roof before she settles in place, hands on my chest and eyes wide. But there’s another look there. It’s subtle, almost undetectable, but a smidgen of excitement lurks beneath the apparent horror.

“I don’t see what the problem is. We used each other, and that’s it.”

My hand starts to tighten on her hip, but I force myself to stop before I break her bones. My tone comes out calm and light, almost nonchalant.

“So we’re using each ot...

“Well, isn’t that the case? It’s not like we’re in any form of a relationship. You’ve made su...

“Shouldn’t it be the other w...

My face gets so close to hers, my lips hover over ...

“You’re the one who’s hiding your lo...

“Lo...

she asks in a low, surprised tone and I almost fall for her specta...

“Don’t fuck with me, Aleksandra. You shot the phone, so I couldn’t find out who he is. But mark my words, I will bring him out...

Fire ignites in her eyes, ferocious and deadly. It’s the angriest I’ve ever seen her. Even her expression when Nadia ...