Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Beast
I growl, my chest rumbling with the sound as I listen to Rosalie’s sweet, intoxicating words. She is more than I could have ever dreamed. To have a mortal stumble into the twilight realm who is willing and wanting… it seems too good to be true. The last few females that have found their way here over the centuries died of fright, or were caught by other monsters before I could stake a claim. But this one shall be mine!
“Pray to your God you survive my pretty prey, for I am more than willing to accommodate your wish!” Scooping her up off the ground, still impaled upon me, I hold her in both hands by the waist and thrust up into her with all my might.
Rosalie cries out, the sound a beautiful, heady, sac-straining cacophony of ecstasy and anguish. Her eyes close as she throws her head back. She’s still far too small to grasp my shoulders, so she does the only thing she can; she grips at my hands on her waist, allowing me to use her like a delicious, plump fuck-puppet.
Like the monster I am, I fuck the woman who after this will be my mate for life. I have not yet revealed to her, but once we have mated and she’s filled with my cum, she will become immortal—just like me. She’ll still require my protection in this hellish landscape filled with every type of abhorrent creature ever dreamed of, but she will be infinitely more resilient, and we will have eternity together.
“Oh, God!” Rosalie screams, her little mortal fingernails digging satisfying crescents into the flesh of my hands, drawing my strange black blood. Her breasts bounce and her long braid of red hair has come free. It jostles around her, spilling over he shoulders and down her back like a river of shining copper in the lurid orange moonlight.
Every muscle within my monstrous body aches with rapturous desire and I feel my release building, growing, ready to overflow and erupt in a torrent so powerful there’s a chance it may kill my mate. Be strong, mate , I beg in my mind, willing her to be able to take all of me and all I have to give.
“Yes, yes! Fuck. Faster! Harder! Oh, my God, yes!” Rosalie moans, her words like music to my soul.
Slamming her down with so much force it drives the breath from her lungs, I thrust for all I’m worth, meeting her beautiful body with unparalleled pleasure again and again, until Rosalie seems a blur of fiery red and milk-pale flesh before me.
“I’m going to come!” she screams as I jack-hammer within in. Her precious, tight cunt contracts and spasms around me and despite my best efforts to hold out, her desperate pussy sets me off, triggering my own orgasms with brutal power.
I roar, the sound echoing out into the realm beyond my den as cock explodes, filling her sweet mortal cunt with my thick, glowing cum.
Rosalie’s hungry cunt continues to milk me as she moans, used and exhausted, she sags in my grasp, her body seemingly possessing a mind of its own.
I slam into her twice more, jerking violently as shivers course through me from my clawed feet to my curled horns. “Fuck,” I growl, my fingers tightening on her waist momentarily as I exhale and find my center again. Lying upon the earthen floor, I bring my mate with me, allowing her rest upon my furry, heaving chest. Her breathing is shallow but steady as I gently use a claw to remove the curtain of hair from her lovely face. “We are mated, pretty prey,” I say, the corners of my maw tweaking upward with a sinister and deeply satisfied grin.
Without needing to ask, I know my mate has passed out. The sheer, raw rapture of our sinful union and the power of my orgasm, combined with her own, have robbed her of every last shred of energy she had left in reserve. But I am not concerned. She is— was —mortal after all. As she rests and recovers, my cock still buried inside her, she will begin her transition to immortality; and when she awakens, we can truly begin our lives as King and Queen of the Twilight Realm.
Stroking my large fingers down her fragile spine, I sigh, in awe of my beautiful rose. I never dared to dream I would find a mate and that she would yearn for me in return… But it seems that sometimes monsters do get their happily ever afters too—even a beast like me.
The End.