Page 119 of A Monstrous World: The Complete Series

Chapter Eighteen

Nadia

T he door isn’t locked when I try the handle.

I slip out without bothering to close it quietly.

He has supernatural speed. There’s zero chance I’ll make this escape without him catching me, but that only ratchets my enjoyment higher.

The grass isn’t wet with dew yet. The moon is high in the sky and full enough to cast a warm glow.

Ridge lives in the middle of the forest, which I probably should have seen coming.

I’m just inside the tree line when I hear the stomping of his feet across the wooden porch. My wrap dress flaps as I jog through the underbrush, ducking and weaving to avoid branches.

I can’t call my witch light, because that would draw him right to me.

Yanking the tie on my dress, I slide out of it as I move. My shadows rise, taking the dress and floating off in the opposite direction.

Ha, take that wolf super senses.

Hopefully, it’ll buy me a little extra time.

Adrenaline pumps through my system, making my hands shake as I scan the forest floor, trying to keep from stepping on something that would hurt. My magic is fairly sure I’m not about to step on any poisonous snakes or randomly stumble into a black widow’s web.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are.” Ridge’s deep voice echoes all around me. “Oh, little witch. I do love to hunt, and you’re my perfect prey.”

Goose bumps break out all over my arms.

Maybe losing my dress was a bad idea.

I’m prancing around unfamiliar woods in a demi-cup bra and a thong.

My clit aches.

I do love a little danger. It never fails to increase my desire. All the things he might do to me when he catches me race through my mind.

I’ve never had the chance to try true primal play. Maybe a quick chase here or there, but this is an entirely different level.

Here’s hoping he’s not shy about keeping things true to form. I’m not afraid of a little animalistic fucking in the woods. My thighs clench at the thought. I’m not even against him taking me in partially shifted form.

A low rumbling growl comes from behind me. I shiver in response, slapping a hand over my mouth to keep from squeaking. My right foot lands on a small branch that crunches under my weight.

Oh shit, that was loud. I keep moving, spinning between a row of thin, but close together, saplings.

My toes hit the ground as I pivot, taking a left and teasing my magic closer. If my dress makes it too far away, it’ll be obvious it’s not me.

My senses are heightened. I can’t tell if it’s only been a minute or two or way longer. I do know my thighs ache as I jog. I’m not in bad shape, so it makes me question if I’m accurately guessing time.

I don’t want to drag this on for too long. I could accidentally stumble into someone else’s territory like the pups. Or so they claimed. Quite unconvincingly, I might add.

“Do you know what happens when an alpha wolf slips into rut?” Ridge taunts. His voice is much closer than it was before. I change my tactic, making a quick turn back to the right. Hell, I’m so lost, I might be running toward his house. “Have you ever taken a knot?”

No, I haven’t. My head shakes, even though I don’t know if he can see me.

Shifters are rare at The Den, unless they’re demon or fae shifters. I’m intrigued by the possibility, though. It’s not always possible, especially since an alpha’s counterpart is an omega, and they don’t exist anymore.

“The longer you run, the harder I’m going to fuck you into the forest floor,” Ridge says, sounding amused.

My nipples bead as my tits bounce. There’s more light up ahead, which leads me to believe, if I keep going straight, I’ll spill out of the trees.

Stretching a hand back, I unhook my bra and toss it up. My shadows wrap around it, and instead of trying to lead Ridge farther away, I use it to taunt him.

My magic is like a sixth sense when it’s cooperating. It pulses, letting me know he’s less than fifteen feet behind me.

He snarls.

The sound of his feet hitting the earth intensifies as he picks up the pace.

“Keep running, and I’ll spank that naughty ass red before fucking it,” he taunts. “You do understand that you don’t have a chance, right?”

“Fuck you,” I hiss. I totally would have a chance. My magic gives me an edge, but it’s not something I would use now, because I really like the idea of being caught.

Cool air tickles my skin as I move, but it’s barely a thought in my mind as my tits jiggle. The forest is dead silent outside of me heaving in deep lungfuls of air and Ridge’s steady pace as he follows. The wildlife must understand an alpha predator is hunting these woods tonight.

My clit pulses as my thighs rub together. Okay, maybe I’m trying to give it a little friction. I’m wet and hypersensitive. I’ve seen his cock. It’s impressive. My eyes squeeze shut as I imagine how thick and hard he’ll be sliding inside me.

An embarrassing moan slips out as I get myself together. Men like the chase. I don’t know why it’s important to me, but I want to make this good for him too.

“Come on, sweet girl. Why continue to drag this out? We both know I’m going to catch you. Don’t you want me to mount that naughty pussy and fuck you like the dirty little cock tease you are?”

I nod. That does sound hot as hell, but I still don’t stop. I wouldn’t mind that spanking he promised. Well, unless he’s one of those sadists who won’t let their partner come. That would suck.

“You’re going to scream for me.”

Okay, that’s even hotter. My knees clench, and he gets so close that I can feel his warm breath on my back.

I squeal, making a move for the break in the tree line.

My heart feels like it could pound out of my chest.

I stumble, my hand landing on the rough bark of a tree to my right. A root or fallen twig jabs into the arch on the bottom of my foot. I whimper, barely able to catch myself before hitting my knees.

Ridge grabs me. His hand wraps in my hair as he snaps my head back with considerable force.

It’s not more than I can handle, and he has the decency to get close enough to my scalp that, while it stings, I’m not concerned he’s about to rip out a handful of my hair. His left arm wraps around my middle, and I’m lifted into the air.

“All I can smell is your dripping cunt.” Sharp teeth rake over the tender skin where my neck meets the top of my shoulder. “I should probably apologize for how hard I’m about to fuck your world up.”

“Promises, promises,” I scoff, shoving at his arm with all my strength. It doesn’t budge. I kick, slamming my head back into his neck, but it feels futile. I fight with every ounce of strength I’ve got, and it’s still not making a difference. I have no idea why that’s so sexy, but it really is.

My legs dangle in the air, but they bounce around as I move, and it only teases my clit even more.

That hand holding my hip would feel so much better working my pussy.

Every single nerve ending in my body seems hyperaware of every touch and movement.

My anticipation grows as I dream about what is coming next.

Ridge uses his hold on my hair to tilt my head as he curves around me to meet the middle. His eyes sparkle as he laughs against my lips. “We love that you’re not afraid of us. My wolf would like to hunt you sometime. He promises to go easy on you.”

He doesn’t give me the chance to object, not that I would have. His wolf is massive. I saw him tear demons apart, but I don’t fear his beast.

His tongue teases mine, making me moan into his mouth.

It feels like his cock is trying to break through the material of his sweatpants as it grinds against my ass. The hand holding me up slides to the side of my panties. He slices through the material with a claw as I try to catch my breath. He releases my hair, moving to the other hip.

I blink when I realize I’m back on my feet, completely nude. What, why? I thought we were getting to the good stuff.

“The next time I catch you, I’m going to toss you down on your hands and knees and slam deep inside you.

I’m going to rut you full of my cum. Unless you tell me no now.

” He palms my tit, flicking his thumb over my nipple, and my pussy tightens around nothing.

My tits heave as I study his face over my right shoulder.

I’m slick and aching for him. The urge to wallow back into his bare chest is strong.

“If you’ve reconsidered, then run a hundred yards back to the right.

Get inside the house and lock the door.”

“I want you.” I stretch a hand behind me so that I can squeeze his cock.

He snarls.

I give him a wink and take off back toward his house, but only because there’s soft grass in that direction.

I’d rather be fucked into that than the dirt.

“Your cunt is mine,” he growls. “I hope you’re ready to be fucked by a beast.”

I call my dress to me from wherever it’s been, zigging and zagging through the grass now that the ground is much softer.

It’s a half-hearted effort.

I want to know what it’s like to be taken by an alpha wolf under the stars. My dress billows in the air. I snatch it at the same time a strong, but strangely hairy, forearm wraps around my middle.

“Fucking hell, little witch. You’re dripping for me.” He pulls my hair to the side while my feet dangle in the air and nips at my neck.

“I am,” I agree. “I want you. Now, I want you inside me now.”

“Have you ever fucked an alpha?” It’s the same question from earlier. Maybe he wasn’t close enough to catch my head shaking in response.

“No,” I gasp as he slides his fingers down to tease my lower lips. “But several types of tentacled monsters, a few demons?—”

“You’re going to want to stop talking before I hunt each and every one of them down and rip out their throats,” he snarls, cutting me off. “I’m going to fuck you so thoroughly, the shape of your pussy will be molded perfectly to my cock.”

That is completely impossible and, rationally, I know that. The dominance in his tone still has me nodding my agreement.