Page 8 of Guarded by the Hellhound (Accidental Monsters #3)

KATHERINE

T he intensity in his gaze, in his touch, I know I am provoking him, but when he puts his hands on me, I just forget to think. And I really, really don’t want to think right now.

“Please, Raider,” I whisper. “Make me forget for a little while.”

“Are you sure, Katherine?” he rasps. “Once you are mine, I will not let you go easily.”

Am I sure? Do I want this? I feel like I have been on the run for so long. Right now, in this moment, under his control, I am finally able to just be. I want to forget, but I’m also strangely drawn to him. So, is this more than just a one-time thing? Can this be more?

“Why?” I whisper. “Why won’t you let me go?”

He pulls my head back even further and breathes in my ear. “Because you taste divine.”

He nips my ear, then rests his jawline a mere inch from my lips. “Just one word.”

I squirm in his lap, feeling a rush going through my body at his whispered words and his rough commands .

“Yes,” I breathe.

The minute the word leaves my lips, his mouth is on mine. His lips are firmly on mine, pressing into me with a lust-filled intensity.

His kiss is not just a kiss; it's a profound expression of affection. It’s a show of dominance, an attack on my senses, it’s…

. a claiming. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, he nips at my lower lip, and the slight pain from the pull on my hair is making me feel like all the nerves in my body are on fire.

When he finally lets go of my mouth, he kisses and nips his way along my neck, moving down to my throat and my collarbone.

I let my head fall back in submission, a moan escaping my lips.

It’s not a cute, sexy moan. No, it’s a guttural, primal moan.

I feel his cock stiffen even more, his hand moving under my shirt, grabbing my waist. The skin-on-skin contact makes me shiver, and he gives my side a light squeeze.

“So soft,” he murmurs as he continues his assault on my shoulder. He is reaching for the collar of my shirt but doesn’t stop. His mouth finds my nipple through the fabric when he uses his hand to lift my breast.

I got dressed in a hurry and did not take the time to put on a decent bra, so a skimpy lace bralette is all that separates my breast from his touch. The rough cotton of my shirt enhances the delicate feel of the lace, and I whimper when he takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks. Hard.

I want to feel him, too, so I try to place my hands on his chest and turn in his lap, but he is not having it.

“Did I tell you to move, Katherine?” he says.

“No…” I whimper.

“That’s right,” he says with a concerning gleam in his eyes. Next thing I know, I’m sitting atop the table, and he’s leaning back in the chair .

“Let’s set some ground rules,” he continues. “I command, you listen.”

I swallow. That should not sound so sexy, but I feel my panties getting wet at his words.

He breathes in deeply, a self-pleasing smirk forming on his handsome face like he knows what he’s doing to me.

“If you don’t listen, I will make you listen.” He pauses, and I lick my lips. “Are you still with me?”

I nod, but he just arches an eyebrow. “I will always need words, Katherine.”

“Yes,” I say, hardly recognizing the husky sound in my voice.

His smirk intensifies, looking me up and down.

“I think you got your panties dirty, Katherine. You’d better take them off.”

When I don’t move, he raises his chin.

“Now…”

His low, growly voice has me springing into action.

Somehow, I doubt he means to take them off in the bathroom; he hasn’t told me to move from this spot, so I wiggle and push my yoga pants down, taking my panties with them.

After a very unsexy amount of wiggling, my pants are down my ankles, and I am sitting bare-ass on the table.

I move to get my feet out of my pants, but he raises a hand to stop me.

“That’s enough, and you can leave them there.”

I stretch myself back up and look at him.

His gaze is firmly rooted on my pussy. My naked pussy which is now very exposed to him.

I have never felt so vulnerable in my entire life, but somehow, I also feel very, very sexy.

Goddess-level sexy. I mean, that man is staring at my pussy like he wants to devour it, and I will absolutely let him.

Raider, however, is still not moving. His eyes are a little more unfocused, though, and he is sporting a major erection .

“Touch yourself,” he commands. His voice is all rough and husky.

I am taken aback by the command. He wants me to touch… myself? “I…” I begin, when fluid like a predator, he makes his move, trailing both his hands across my legs towards my pussy.

He spreads my folds with his thumbs, revealing my wetness. Then he takes my right hand, stroking one of my fingers through my folds: the intimacy and the raw exposure giving me a full-body shiver.

“Touch yourself,” he repeats before he leans back in his chair again.

I close my eyes, then slowly slide my fingers through my pussy.

“Eyes on me, Katherine,” Raider commands, and I snap them open.

His commands make me feel relaxed. It’s somehow liberating how I don’t have to think, just act, knowing he will take care of me.

However, a small part of me also wants to rebel, to defy him.

Because who does he think he is, speaking to me like that?

So, I open my eyes and stare right back at him while I bring my finger up to my mouth and loudly lick it clean before slowly pushing it inside my channel.

Retreating it ever so slowly to circle my clit, then repeat.

His gaze is utterly focused on my movements; when I add an extra finger, he sharply inhales.

That sparks my boldness, and I rub my clit, tight little circles just the way I like it.

I lose myself in the moment, and I am about to cum when…

“Stop,” Raider commands. My mouth falls open. Are you fucking kidding me?!

“You can only cum on my mouth, my fingers, or my cock.”

I am stunned. Does he? I mean. What is he?

I blink a couple of times to clear my mind when he starts unbuckling his belt.

He slowly unbuttons his slacks before opening the zipper and taking out his cock.

My heart is beating in my throat. That is one big dick.

And it is definitely not human. Prominent veins are circling his enormous cock, and they are so thick it looks like they’re etched on it.

He slowly strokes his cock, making me squirm as I bite my lip. Then I see the base of his cock is enlarged somehow. I think my jaw drops to the floor at the sight.

“I see you have noticed my knot?” he states.

I can only nod. “What… what does that do?” I stammer.

“It seals me inside of you, Katherine. So, my seed shall not be wasted when I give it to you.”

“You, you want to give me your seed?”

“I want to give you my knot…”

“How?” is all my stunned brain can think of. He slowly stands, breaching the distance between us. I hear my chair falling onto the ground, but then I feel the pressure of his body on mine, his dark voice in my ear.

“You can take it. It might hurt a bit, but you’ll like it. I am going to fill that tight little pussy up with my cock, and then I’m gonna breed you like you have not been bred before. I told you I will not let you go after I’ve had you.”

His hand fists my hair, and I feel the tip of his cock pushing against my entrance.

“Last chance, Katherine.”

“Please, Raider,” I whisper. “Please fuck me.”

A growl and a fierce kiss is his response. I cling to him, my arms going around his neck, the movement taking me closer to the edge of the table, and we both groan when the tip of his cock enters my pussy.

“You little brat,” he murmurs. “Couldn’t wait till you get fucked properly now, could you?” He pulls back a bit, then slowly and deliberately pushes in until he reaches his knot. I can feel it pulsing at my entrances, and my muscles clench .

“I will show you what happens to brats…” Raider murmurs in my ear.

Before I can comprehend the words, he completely pulls out of me and flips me so I’m bent over the table with my naked ass in the air.

His hand massages one of my globes before he gives it a sharp smack. I yelp; somehow, I didn’t see it coming, and the sting makes my eyes water. Raider quickly massages the sting away before giving me another smack. The cycle repeats until I can practically feel my arousal leaking down my legs.

I feel him bent over me, his cock sliding through my wetness.

“You are such a good girl,” he growls in my ear. “You are going to take all of me, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathe, pushing myself back at him, making him grin.

“You just can’t help yourself, can you? But I’ll let it slide this once….”

He straightens and grabs my hips before pulling them up, filling me with one smooth thrust.

The height difference is making my legs dangle useless in the air, and I can only hang on for the ride and let him fuck me.

And fuck me he does. Raider doesn’t do slow; his thrusts are fast and deep, and his ridges feel ah-mazing.

A slight shift in angle has him hitting that spot inside of me, and I start begging.

Begging for him to let me cum, begging for him not to stop, begging for more, begging for harder.

And finally, I cannot control myself anymore.

“Please, Raider… Give me your knot.”