“I did. I own you, mind…” He pulls his cock out of my ass and thrusts it into my pussy. “Body…” His hands wrap around the front of me, and he hoists me up and against his chest, his tail untangling from my throat and whipping around to the front of me, slapping against my clit. “And soul.” His massive calloused hands cup my breasts tightly as he thrusts into me over and over. He lets me go without warning, and I fall face-first onto the mattress. He grips my hips, his claws digging into my delicate flesh as he yanks me violently upward to meet his body before pounding into me, harder and faster. His moaning grows louder before it changes to a roar as I scream into my pillow. He blows a breath like a heatwave across my spine, and his hot lava flows into me, burning everything it touches.
I sob into my pillow, snot flowing from my nose like a string, and crimson coats the surface of my pillowcase from my bloody mouth.
“Oh, Little Sinner, you make me feel euphoric.” He moans deeply and drops his head against my back. “You could have found pleasure in this moment, too, if you hadn’t fought me.”
His cock slides out of me, and I curl into a ball, sobbing uncontrollably.
He swipes the hair away from my face. “There, there, Little Sinner, the worst is over. Each time I see you, it will get a little easier.”
A little. That’s all I get after what he just put me through. The knowledge that it will be only a little less painful every time after today makes my stomach churn. I lean over the side of the bed, hovering over my waste basket as my mouth waters excessively.
I clench my stomach as vomit launches from my lips and splatters inside the garbage can.
His hot fingers graze my spine. “Little Sinner, tonight was about me, but it won’t always be that way. Sometimes it can be about you, your pleasure, if you let it.”
My insides quiver, fear coursing through me. But there’s something else too, lingering behind it, threatening to take over my trembling frame.
Rage.
I gaze down at my shaking hands and curl them open and closed as flames race through my veins, a surge of adrenaline giving me not only energy but courage. “Pleasure? You call that fucking pleasure. Nothing about it was pleasurable.”
“Not for you,” he smiles playfully as he stands and backs away from me.
I push off the mattress, but my arm gives way, and I collapse back down. My leg dangles over the edge, and I let my body melt off the bed, too weak and in pain to stand on its own. I take a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself. “So that’s what you want, to bring me pain?” My voice comes out hoarse from crying, panting, and screaming.
He kneels before me, his body curving unnaturally as his manly features slowly disintegrate. “I can’t help what I am, Little Sinner. If I were all man, there would still be pain. But changinginto something more humanlike…” His body transforms completely, and I crawl away from him. His face is nothing but bones engulfed in flames, and his chest, now covered in coarse, sharp hair, moves rhythmically with his breathing. “…will make our encounters easier, don’t you think?”
His hooves clunk against the hardwood floors as he closes in on me. I watch in horror as horns slowly rise from his scalp, curling under like a ram. His long hair-covered tail swoops around to the front of him and slides between my legs. I pushed it away, covering my decimated pussy.
“Remember the rules,” he hisses, his fiery face growing brighter.
I remove my hands, and his fluffy tail floats over my clit, back and forth, back and forth. It moves over and around it with a pleasurable softness I can’t ignore. A tingling sensation spread through my inner thighs. I close my eyes, wondering what sensual feeling this is.
“That is your body’s way of telling you it likes what it feels.” He’s reading my mind again.
He presses harder, rubbing my clit faster and deeper, the tip of his tail tickling my lips like a flickering tongue. The tingling in my thighs grows stronger, and I toss my head back, closing my eyes and panting heavily at the ceiling. I call out, “Oh, my God,” as I climax and juices coat the tip of his tail. I breathe heavily, a slight smile creeping in the corner of my mouth. Then I open my eyes and remember who just brought me such pleasure.
“You see, Little Sinner, it’s not all bad. You just need to obey.” He plunges his tail between his hairy lips and sucks it loudly. “Mmm. Next time, I will use my tongue and catch your juices in my mouth.”
A fresh wave of tears spills over my lids. He’s a complete creature now, all manly features have vanished.
I can’t get away from him, I can’t fight him, and my thoughts are no longer my own. He will do as he pleases, and there is nothing I can do to stop him.
I’m his toy, his slave—his prey.
My bottom lip quivers as I gaze up at him. “You’ve got what you’ve come for, now leave me be.” I wipe the snot rolling onto my lip with the back of my hand. “Please, just go.”
“Oh, I’m going, but not because you told me to. I have another matter to attend to tonight.” Fire ignites around him, and right before he disappears, he winks.
I wrap my arms around my knees and rock on my bedroom floor, the room reeking of vomit, burned skin, hair, and sex, but I don’t have the strength or energy to stand. My body falls slowly to the side, and I’m racked with shame over my response to his touch.
The touch of a beast.
This is my life now, bound by my own fear of death. I’ve tethered myself to this demon for the rest of my life, but what about death? Will he torment me there, too?
The thought overwhelms me, and another round of sorrow brings massive tears to my eyes. I weep on the hard floor for what feels like hours before exhaustion overwhelms me and drags me into a deep sleep.
Chapter Eight
