Page 12 of Captured By the Monsters
There was no way that was possible in their shadow forms. It couldn’t be. So far all I had felt from them was soft caresses or phantom touches that made me question if I had even truly felt the brush of fingers against my skin.
"Your thighs clenched together at his words, precious,” Axton observed, making me freeze and think if that was true. Had my body involuntarily responded? “Tell me, was that in fear or out of pleasure?”
Opening my eyes and seeing swarms of dark tendrils surrounding me like a hug, I snapped back, “Clearly out of fear. Why the hell would any human woman want to be used by your kind?”
For the first time in my life, I felt comfortable enough to speak my true thoughts. Living in The Above and being constantly monitored, even my mind was careful to think certain things. The true Sera was muted, but down here in The Below with these monsters I didn’t even know, I felt like I could be me. They didn’t respond, but I didn’t sense any rancor from my snark. Instead, it seemed as if they were resigned to my answer.
“We cannot hold you between us forever, beauty. Holding you within our shadows can only keep you safe for a brief period of time,” Sylan stated, quickly moving us onto a different subject. “We have to mark you as ours so that the air doesn’t attack you. It perceives anyone without a trace of our kind’s genetics a threat and moves to neutralize it quickly. There are no more safe zones to keep you in right now. The last of the natural structure’s energy was just drained.”
“And by mark you mean…breed me?”
Their silence confirmed my question.
My mouth flapped open and quickly slammed shut as I processed that. So, they had to fuck me for me to be safe? I’d have to give my virginity up just to have a chance at getting home. There had to be another way.
“I am to be a monster cum dumpster. That is my fate. Fucking exactly what I had imagined for myself. Couldn’t ask for anything more for my life!” I sarcastically exclaimed. “And why the fuck can’t I even fucking see anything around here?!”
Vibrations of laughter made my skin pebble as if I could feel their chests surrounding me and scraping against me.
“Such a foul mouth. I can’t wait to see what other sinful things you can do with it,” Rowen teased, making me narrow my eyes in defiance.
“Fuck you,” I seethed.
“Yes, please,” he purred.
“I prefer to call you ‘precious,’ but if you prefer ‘cum dumpster,’ who am I to deny your wants and needs?” Axton tossed out, sounding way too serious for me to be able to discern whether he was joking or not.
Throwing my hands in the air, I shrieked, “I do NOT want to be called that!”
I jumped as I felt a soft tickle in my ear, and suddenly the deep rumbling of Axton’s voice was there, like his lips were touching me. “I will give you whatever you want, precious. Just say the words.”
My first response should have been that I wanted to go the fuck home, but instead what popped into my head was wanting to know how the hell they’d ever be able to physically touch me.
And, suddenly, I realized no part of me feared them.
