I feel him at my back. Feel the swell of him against my ass.
This shit never gets old.
My monster is magnificent, hot as hell and as vicious as he’s ever been.
His voice is liquid satin, dripping with nightmares and virgin tears.
My heart is thumping like crazy.
I feel crazy.
And I love him for it.
He presses his mouth to my ear.
I hold my breath.
Wait.
Every muscle holding tight for the moment.
Until it comes.
And in that moment I’m alive.
“Run,” the monster says.
And, fuck, how I do.THE END