Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
I turned in his arms and tipped my head back, looking up and into his face, tracing his horns and fangs, his tusks and feline-like flat nose with my gaze.
“You’re beautiful.” I murmured the truth.
“I am a monster, ghastly. I know this.”
I was shaking my head before he finished. “You’re fearsome and strong, protective and beautiful in my eyes.”
He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second. “Say it again.” He opened his eyes, the color flashing red, and a growl laced his words.
I knew what he wanted, what he meant, and it wasn’t sweet endearments falling from my lips. I shimmied up on the mattress so I could kiss him, then ran my tongue along his tusk, which pulled a groan from him.
His cock was hard as it pressed against me, seed already smearing along my leg.
“I’m yours,” I whispered against his lips, never having spoken truer words than those.
He growled and I found myself on my back again with my beastly husband hovering over me.
“You are mine. Forever. Let anyone try and take you from me, and they’ll see how dangerous I truly am.”
“I never want to be anywhere else.”
He closed his eyes once more and his shoulders tensed. “One day I’ll make you fall in love with me.”
Oh my sweet, big brute of a husband. I cupped his cheek and sifted my fingers through his fur. “I’m already on my way there.” My voice was whisper-soft, and his answer was a rough sound pulled from his throat as he parted my thighs and slid back into my deliciously sore body.
He opened me up and filled me to the brim.
And he did so for the rest of the night.
Epilogue
Belle
“Let me see that tight fucking hole, darling,” the Beast snarled behind me. “Reach back and pull your cheeks apart.”
I gasped and did as he said, bent over the plush couch in the library, my body sweaty and hot and so turned on I couldn’t think straight. My pussy was soaked, my juices slipping down my inner thighs because I was so ready for him.
When I reached back and grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling them apart so wide I felt the hole open slightly, I heard my husband growl again behind me.
“That’s it.”
I cried out and my body jerked on its own when I felt a sharp sting on my asshole. I didn’t have to look over my shoulder to know he was spanking my anus with his tail.
He did this three more times until the pain mixed with pleasure and I was begging him to fill me up. And that’s when he came on my ass, coating the crease with all that hot, thick seed, making sure I was good and lubed for that huge dick.
I glanced at him once more to see him spitting on me, too, a long line of saliva trailing from his mouth a second before making contact with my hole.
“Oh, God, I can feel the nodule at the top,” I gasp-moaned, and he growled as he pushed in an inch as soon as I let go of him.
I knew that firm piece of flesh would rub on that sensitive spot deep inside of me, knew that he’d make me come hard again, squirting so I got him all wet and sticky with my juices.
Pressing forward more, he ground out, “Look at you nice and spread for me.” When he leaned back, I was rewarded with a slap between my thighs.
I moaned and arched my back involuntarily. I was filled to the brim with him, my skin feeling stretched tight around his shaft.
His ribbed shaft felt so good inside of me, and when he slid out, I couldn’t stop the pained sound that slid from me.
“Wait,” I whispered when I felt him buck in me.
“No, sweet girl. Your time to stop this is over. But you would not want to stop it anyway, isn’t that right?”
“You’re just so big and thick,” I breathed.
He groaned in pleasure, and I knew it was because he loved hearing me talk about the size of his cock. The Beast said nothing else as he pushed back into me, which had my eyes rolling back in my head. I bit my bottom lip hard enough I felt the skin open up and tasted the coppery tang of blood.
He had his paw curled around my throat and turned my head to the side, running the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip and smearing that blood. Then I watched in obscene pleasure when he brought it to his mouth and licked it off, before going back for another bead. He smeared that second droplet down the center of my back, right down the length of my spine.
“Say it,” he demanded as he did a steady pumping in and out of me.