Page 35 of My Monster’s Keeper

“You’re beautiful, Wilder. I wanted you before, I want you now, wings, fur, claws, and extra appendages.

” I huff a laugh and stroke him until he groans.

“So, yeah, not too impressed you can smell how much I want you, but if you haven’t seen it before, you weren’t paying attention,” I whisper and bite him.

He grunts, and his dicks flex. Two huge weeping erections bobbing on my stomach. I’m so down for this!

We’re in our own world. His wings have domed us in, and I love it. It’s just us.

“I want to feel you. I want you to touch me,” I say to him. “You won’t hurt me, Wilder. ”

He hesitates another moment and finally relaxes, dropping down onto me, I let go of his cocks and wrap my arm around his neck as his mouth slams against mine.

I shift, driving my hips up against his as he thrusts into me.

I wonder…I reach up, touching his horns, but while they make him shudder, they don’t have the same power that Stix’s do.

He reaches between us, his fingers probing between my legs, slipping inside me.

He fucks them into me before pulling out and swiping lower.

“Need to get you prepared,” Wilder grumbles.

“I should make you recite something tedious just to see if you can,” I tease as he sits back. He thrusts one of his cocks into me. So deep and so quickly, I let out a small shriek.

“I was not expecting that. Oh, gods, you feel so good.”

He withdraws.

“Whoa, no, wait. Put it back.”

“Don’t be greedy, Becky,” Wilder says with a gleam. He circles my puckered hole with one slicked up finger. “I love this, how you look. Stretched thighs and wet pink folds. You are beautiful.”

I groan, pushing against his finger until he slips inside me.

“Yes!” I hiss.

He chuckles. “Greedy…and yet, I find myself needing to hear more of it.” He pushes in to his knuckle and withdraws. “I’ve had these fantasies.”

I blink open my eyes, unaware of when I closed them, but I want to hear these fantasies. “Tell me.”

“Some are like this, where I fuck you with the whole of who I am. Until you come on both my cocks. Until you’re so tired you fall asleep in my arms.”

“We can do that,” I murmur and spread my legs wider as he adds another finger.

“Some of them, I grab you in a dark room by the hair, throw you up against a wall, drag your pants down and push myself into your body while you scream.”

I shudder. “We can do that, too.”

“I want to hold your head and force you down on the princelings cock. I want to hear you gag on it and force you to swallow his seed.”

I didn’t think it was possible to get any wetter, but I’m aching for him. Aching.

“I want to watch those shadows ruin you. I want to hear you scream our names. Scream for me, this time,” Wilder growls and forces the head of his cock into my ass.

I gasp out, arching up, but then his other cock slides back into my pussy. Just the tips, holding until I say the word .

I have all the power. If I say no, he will stop. I know it in my soul.

“I need you, Wilder.”

He lowers to me and gathers me close as he slowly pushes into my body. It’s a whole different experience because now I’m full from both holes. So full.

I moan. “Wilder, please.”

“Please what, baby?” Wilder growls and kisses a path across my cheek to my lips. “What do you need?”

“You. Please. Move,” I pant out, struggling to move my hips but unable to do anything but clench around him.

He growls and shifts, not back like I expect, but towards me, filling me even more. My eyes widen, and I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist.

“Can’t control-”

“Don’t control it,” I spit out and yank on his fur. “Just be mine.”

Wilder lets out a groan that turns into a roar. He drags his hips back and slams them into me. Filling me up. I’m so wet that there’s almost no resistance.

I cling to him, kissing him before I break away for air, but even when I do that, I can’t look away from his eyes. The green is so luminous, so intense. He doesn’t look away from me as he savagely fucks me.

I don’t feel like myself. I feel out of control. All I can focus on is the feeling of him in me, the way I’m responding to him. He’s getting harder inside me, growing bigger. Not the way Puppy did but in a more subtle way, near the base.

His eyes get even greener as he feels my body tense. I’m so close to the edge. I couldn’t not come even if I wanted to. My body is over stimulated, I’m out of control. He’s out of control. We’re two animals fucking with a wild abandon.

He growls and sinks his teeth into the side of my neck.

I scream, fulfilling my promise. The pain careens me over the edge of the universe.

I see spots; I see stars; I see green eyes as my body tightens and shatters.

My screams continue as he thrusts harder and harder and finally lets out his own roar.

I feel a pressure and realise that Wilder has his own knots holding us together. Then he shifts, and all I know is explosions of pleasure.

I blink, and time passed; I know it, but I don’t know how it passed without me being aware. Wilder is kissing my collarbone. He’s not inside me anymore, and his wing tips are stroking down my sides.

“Wilder,” I say, and I’m not surprised to find my voice is hoarse .

“You’re mine now,” Wilder says with remorse.

I close my eyes and let a small smile drift over my lips. “Finally.”

He rolls me into his arms as I fall asleep.