Page 129 of A Monstrous World: The Complete Series
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ridge
M y wolf is being highly problematic. He’s got unhealthy delusions.
The most prominent involves sinking our teeth into the little witch, preferably while fucking her full of our pups.
I’m not opposed to either idea, but I do think the frantic need to claim her has only been spurred on by that fucking vampire.
When I came upon them, it was clear neither noticed me.
I spent a fair amount of time frustrated that Nadia didn’t sense me breaching her wards.
Although, to be fair, she was otherwise engaged.
It would have been the ideal time to stake that fucking vampire.
I did consider that might be traumatic for Nadia, so I held off.
For the time being.
“Ridge,” she gasps, clawing at my shoulders. “Harder!”
I shake my head, clearing the murderous thoughts, and focus on fucking her so well she completely forgets he exists.
My hand wraps around the back of her head to give her cushioning while my other digs into her hip as I watch her slick cunt swallow every inch of my cock.
My knot throbs, desperate and aching to slam inside her.
We don’t have time for that. There’s every possibility she can’t physically handle a knot. My wolf is sure she can, but that fucker gives questionable advice at times.
She’s meant for us. The universe will have ensured that she’s our perfect fit. His logic is sound, but also we don’t have the time to waste.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I growl, bumping my face against hers. “My wolf is busy dreaming of planting our pups in your stomach. Of breeding your slick little cunt full of us over and over again. He wants to lock you down, so you can never escape.”
“What is it with all of you delusional men? Does this entire town have a breeding kink? Is it contagious?”
I growl. We don’t like the word all in reference to her partners.
She can have the demons, because they come in handy in a crisis, but we’re not sold on the council’s errand boy.
She clenches her pussy, and my beast wants to rut.
It’s not possible in this position, so I carefully lower her to the floor before pulling my cock free.
“Hands on the wall. Ass out,” I growl, pulling her wrists to rest above her head. My free hand caresses her hip and stomach, popping her ass back even farther.
A feral snarl escapes as I position my crown at her opening. She’s got a slim hourglass frame that’s doing wild shit to my brain. We wouldn’t mind fucking her with the rounding of a big pregnant belly. Aww, fuck. The thought sends my wolf from feral to full-blown rabid as he fights me for control.
I slam home as her head falls back.
My wolf has been riled ever since Trace demanded I claim her within three days. My little brother is on my shit list, but it is part of our laws that I must be bonded to her in order to take her punishment if the need should arise.
The thought makes my wolf even more feral with the drive to protect her and to claim her so that the world understands she’s ours. Being a shifter is complicated. We’re very much one and the same, and yet, we also have different goals and ideas on how to manifest those into reality.
She’s mine, my wolf adds petulantly. I want time with her too.
Fair enough, I have no problem letting him take the reins every now and again, especially considering he would protect her with his life.
“Jesus Christ, Ridge. Are you trying to tear me in half?” She moans long and loud. “Just kidding, that feels great.”
I pull out until only the crown is inside her and plunge deep on the next stroke.
My tip bounces against the bottom, and yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m about three seconds away from going into complete fucking beast mode.
My knot hits her lower lips, and it’s nearly impossible to keep from bucking up into her.
“Clit,” she groans, “let me tease my clit.”
I release her wrists.
“Keep them there for me, and I’ll do it.” My fingers fall to tease her swollen nub, but as she bounces, they brush over my knot. I have to grind my teeth to keep from squeezing it. It craves the pressure her delicious little hole could provide.
My forearm moves, pulling her up. Not all the way; that wouldn’t work with the height difference.
Her heavy tits sway as I circle her clit with more pressure on each stroke.
My wolf is insistent that we inform her she’s ours.
She’s never getting away. We will hunt her down and drag her back if necessary.
The craziness only gets more severe from there.
“My brother gave me three days to claim you. I could and would murder him if I had to, but for him to maintain his authority with the pack, I generally don’t buck against his rules. ”
It’s not my favorite thought, because I am fond of my little brother, but the need to keep my mate safe and happy trumps all else.
She gasps, “Ridge . . .”
“I technically should be alpha, which already puts him in a dangerous situation if his wolves don’t recognize his authority.
” I lick over her shoulder to keep my fucking mouth occupied.
She’s probably not ready for the rest just yet.
My wolf struggles against me, fighting for control.
“You’re our mate.” It’s not my voice that growls out the admission against her skin. “And we fully intend to claim you.”
That fucker. He’s going to scare her away.
“What?” she gasps. “Okay, but I’m there. Harder?”
“Can I bite you? Claim you as mine?” My voice echoes with the wolf.
“I manifested that shit to the universe.” Her head shakes. “Yes, bite me, Ridge. Please, please, please.” I side-eye her, completely fucking perplexed, but my wolf takes over. Our jaw elongates as my hands turn to claws. “Oh, fuck me. You...wow. That’s a different kind of grower.”
My beast strikes, digging into her soft flesh while I’m still trying to verify if she realizes I meant a claiming bite.
Her pussy locks down, and it becomes impossible to move in and out.
Her warm, wet heat milks in waves as her presence fills my soul.
It’s a strange fluttering feeling that takes over my chest as her pleasure floods the newly formed link.
The pressure ends up being too much as she grinds her ass against my pelvis.
Heat licks from my balls down my spine as my cock kicks, filling her with hot spurts of my cum.
We snarl, licking over the bite. “All ours, little witch. I can’t wait to truly hunt you.”
I fight my wolf for control as my legs tremble, but I’m the only thing keeping us upright. He’d pin her to the shower floor and fuck her like the true beast he is.
I grunt, thrusting as much as I can now that she’s extra slick.
“Holy shit.” She shudders out a breath, pulling an arm down. She grabs my hand. “No more. It’s too much right now. Being able to feel what you’re feeling. God, that’s intense.” Her voice shakes, and I hold her tighter in response.
I need her to know that I’ve got her and always will.
I pull her all the way up until her back rests against my chest and kiss her as I finally start to come down.
My wolf is purely content and utterly filled with pride. He claimed our mate for us. I sure as fuck hope he realizes that means we’re going to have to share her.
My fingers dance over her cheek as she smiles at me over her shoulder. She snorts. “Are you up for the move to Haven? If we survive this little dinner party and this town in general, then I can’t stay here.”
“Why?” I ask. I’m not necessarily stuck on staying in North Falls, but I have been here several hundred years now.
“My nan is getting older. I can’t abandon her, nor would I feel comfortable asking her to move. She’s practically elderly.”
I laugh. “That’s all right, little witch. I’ll gladly relocate. I can’t wait to meet her.”
“She’ll likely pinch your butt,” Nadia says, stepping forward.
My still hard cock falls from her cunt. She spins to face me, and her soft hands land on my chest. Her blue eyes stand out starkly in comparison to her dark lashes.
She truly is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
“I’m pretty sure I wished you into reality.
I was complaining recently, and I wished for a hot-as-fuck, stoic protector?—”
“You’re both completely fucking insane,” Echo growls from the doorway. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”
I’m still grinning at her words. I’m pretty sure she’s delusional, since I’ve been alive a lot longer than she has, but Echo’s words sober me up real fucking quick.
Nadia climbs out of the car, and the silky material of her dress brushes my forearm. While Nadia and I showered, Echo procured dinner-party attire for all three of us.
“I’m telling you right now,” Echo says, pulling on his shirt sleeve nervously as he glances over his shoulder. “This is a bad fucking sign.”
“I’m not sure,” Nadia says. “My shadows aren’t concerned, but they haven’t exactly been reliable.”
“Come on.” I wrap my arm around her lower back. The silky, cream-and-silver dress contrasts her dark hair and blue eyes perfectly.
She’s absolutely stunning, but I agree with Echo.
Had I fully considered the situation prior to acting, then I wouldn’t have bitten her.
At least not immediately before a meeting with the council.
I haven’t been summoned before them in years.
My bite is fully visible on her right clavicle and the backside of her shoulder.
My monster wanted no doubt in anyone’s mind about the fact she’s taken.
We approach the front of Constantine’s mansion.
Nadia stays tucked in close to my side as we approach.
Echo continues fidgeting on her other side. I’m not shocked. Imogen will undoubtedly be in attendance. I’d be surprised if all the council wasn’t present. There are valet attendants and waiters loitering around the entrance.
“Whatever you do,” Echo murmurs close to Nadia’s ear, “do not antagonize Imogen. No matter what she does to me, you can’t react.”
Nadia frowns, opening her mouth like she might protest, but she sucks in a sharp breath as her shadows spill back to her from wherever they’ve been. “Yeah, I changed my mind. It’s going to be a shit show.”
“Fucking lovely,” Echo mutters, striding through the door the attendant holds open.
“I’ll be by your side the entire time,” I assure her.
She gives me a nervous smile, squeezing my waist where her hand rests. “Just be safe. Don’t get yourself killed because of me.”
“Oh, little witch.” I chuckle. “I’m very fucking hard to kill.”