Pretty Monster Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 123672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
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I feel as she swallows hard, her eyes meeting mine as she hesitantly nods. “Let me go, Alex.”

I shake my head. “You and I both know that’s not an option,” I tell her. “But that’s not really what you want, is it?”

Her brows furrow as though she’s terrified of actually admitting what she wants. That would mean that she’s more like me than she ever realized, and there’s not a damn thing wrong with that. If you ask me, it’s a thing of beauty.

“Are you . . . are you going to kill me?” she whimpers, her eyes fluttering as my fingers sweep over her waist.

“That’s up to you, Mace,” I tell her, pressing my body against hers and trailing my hand back down to her thigh before hitching it up over my hip so I can really grind into her. “Lie to me, and you might find yourself in a position you don’t want to be in.” I pause a moment, letting the words sink in before asking her once again. “What do you want, Kyah?”

She whimpers again but brings her hand up to clutch my shoulder, digging her nails into my skin. The hesitation remains in her eyes, but there’s also a flash of hunger, of a deep burning desire to play out her wildest fantasies. “Fuck me, Alex,” she grits between a clenched jaw, raising her chin as if to prove something to herself.

I grin wide, my tongue rolling over my lips, but beneath this mask, she wouldn’t be able to see. Instead, I grab her wrists in one hand, holding them captive above her head and whipping her around until her chest is pressed against the bark of the tree. “How?” I growl in her ear, my cock straining to be inside her, and while this is more than I could ever want, I’m also more than aware that this is quickly becoming her fantasy too, and I plan on letting her enjoy every fucking second of it.

“Hard,” she pants. “Fast.”

Keeping her hands pinned above her head, I reach down between us with my other hand, quickly working my belt buckle and freeing my cock. Then the second Kyah feels me, she presses her ass back into me, hungry for it.

Gripping the soft material of her little booty pajama shorts, I tear them down her legs, and she hastily steps out of them, panting heavily as she tries to look back, but with her arms up, she can barely move.

I kick her feet apart, spreading those pretty thighs before reaching down and pressing my fingers to her sweet cunt. She’s fucking soaked, just as I knew she would be, and I don’t hesitate, thrusting my fingers deep inside of her. Kyah cries out, tipping her head back as she arches, pushing her hips back and silently begging for more. I do it again, taking her hard and fast just as she demanded before pulling free and dragging my fingers forward and skimming over her sensitive clit, loving the way her body crumbles beneath my touch.

My fingers are soaked with her arousal, and I pull her back against my chest, not releasing her wrists for even a second, and I lift my fingers to her lips. “Suck.”

Kyah doesn’t hesitate, greedily opening her mouth and sucking my fingers clean. “See what I do to you?” I growl in her ear before pushing her chest back against the tree, her hands going high above her head once again. “No other man will ever make you feel the way I do, won’t ever make you come like I do.”

Kyah groans, nodding her head as I step in behind her, fisting my cock. I work my hand up and down as I position myself right at her entrance, and with one powerful thrust, I slam inside her tight cunt.

“Ahh, fuck,” she cries out, her walls immediately clenching around me, squeezing so fucking tight, she could tear my fucking cock right off if she wanted.

“That’s right, Mace,” I rasp, gritting my teeth as the overwhelming pleasure rocks through me. I pull back and thrust again, both of us gasping. “Fucking take me.”

“More,” she demands, and I give her everything she needs, fucking her like I’ll never get the chance again. I thrust into that sweet cunt over and over, feeling the way she clenches around my cock, soaking in the intense pleasure, and when her knees start to shake, I know this won’t take long.

My balls tighten, desperate for a release, but I hold out, waiting for her while wishing I could lose the fucking mask and bite that creamy inked shoulder, but I won’t dare. I have plenty of time for that. “Fuck, Alex,” Kyah grunts, her hands balling into tight fists above her head. “I need . . . I need—”


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