Page 141 of My Monster's Keeper
My womb aches, contracts, and sends messages to my body to get ready. Arousal is a scent in the air, thick with flowers and spice. I keep pacing, slick running down my legs. I cup my breasts and moan.
It does nothing but make it all worse.
So I pace some more.
“Stix,” I whimper, but his name doesn’t feel right. “Alpha,” I whine.
No one comes. I drink all my water and pace until my legs turn to jelly and just standing is too much.
I hear the door open and catch an alpha scent. My body responds. Slick gushing from between my legs. I turn towards them in relief. They can help me, they can make the ache stop.
“Fire above and below. Would you look at all the slick?”
The voice is wrong, but the scent wraps around me, warm and heavy.
“Omega, we’re going to give you all the knots you can take. You’re going to be a good girl now, aren’t you?”
I blink and moan, shoving my fingers between my thighs and pressing them into me, four at a time.
“Oh, man, look at the pretty sight. Such a fucking slut.”
That voice is wrong, too.
I peel my eyes open. The light is too bright, but a huge male is walking towards me with no clothes on.
Wilder.
I remove my fingers and reach a hand out to him.
My Wilder.
I moan and then whimper.
Wilder in chains, kneeling in a Fae court.
I blink several times, withdrawing my hand. What was that? The alphas continue talking as they edge closer to me.
He’s here. Isn’t he here? I’m so confused.
I look at the alphas again, trying to blink them into focus. Why can’t I see properly?
He kneels between my legs, and I gush, spreading them wider.
Yes! This is what I need.
“I can’t wait to tell that Grim about this.”
I freeze. Puppy is a cage. Stix in stone. Frost in an ocean.
Oh, my god, what am I doing?
“You think you can have me?” I ask in a deep, forbidding voice. My rage is as endless as the tides.
Shadows detach from the walls and grab the cock of the alpha about to thrust into me. They rip him apart, pulling his arms and legs clean off him. The blood is hot and satisfies the need to mate.
I turn my attention to the others.
They scream.
