Page 83 of Monsters and Beauties

The weather still raged outside, the windows shaking. The fire was stoked and burning bright and hot, keeping the interior warm.

“We want you,” I stated matter-of-factly.

“We want you as ours,” Bruin interjected.

“As our female,” Ursid said. “Only ours, sweet, little Goldie.”

She made a soft sound of surprise, looking between us, her eyes wider and brighter than the sun at high noon.

“The mother of our cubs. The perfect mate.” I should have kept that to myself, but the words were a growl out of me before I could stop them.

“This is crazy,” she finally said. “You can’t just take someone, keep them here.” The wind knocked at the cottage, the doors rattling. The scent of atmosphere and snow and torrential rain corrected her words, stating that she wasn’t a prisoner by our hands. Nature had decreed she stay here with us.

To be ours.

“There's no rush,” Bruin said, gifting her with words that would ease her anxiety. “We’d never force you. Never make you do anything you don’t want.”

“We only want your happiness and pleasure.” I reached out and let one of my claws tangle around a soft ringlet of golden hair that fell over her shoulder. “Eat, little one.” I took a step closer.

She tipped her head back and looked into my face, her pupils dilating, her nipples hard under her peasant top. I wanted to rip the material away and feast on those tight buds, drag my tongue over the peaks until she came for me.

I wanted her wetness to soak my fur as I pushed my cock into her tight little body. I was big—we all were—but Goldie would take every inch we had to give her. It would hurt. She’d have to be soaking wet and primed for her little pussy to handle the type of animalistic fucking we would give her, but she was made for us.

And when she was sated from her many orgasms and covered in our cum, we’d mate with her all over again until we got her pregnant with our cubs.

“You’ll need all the strength you can get for what your three mates have planned.”

ChapterEight

Goldie

“You’ll need all the strength you can get for what your three mates have planned.”

The biggest creature’s words played through my head on repeat, and as much as I should have been terrified, I felt wave after wave of warmth move through me.

To say it was awkward eating in front of three massive beasts who were solely focused on me was an understatement.I felt as if they were consumed with the very idea that I was getting enough nutrition. Making sure I chewed and swallowed each bite, offering me second and third helpings.

It came to the point where my frustration mounted, and I had to sternly shake my head as I stared into each one of their glowing eyes to make my point known. I could’ve sworn I heard harsh chuckles leave them, but it seemed so misplaced, given the fact these weren’t humans in any sense of the word.

And that had been hours ago. After that, they ushered me in front of the fire, laid out an extra fur, and gently gestured for me to sit.

I’d learned their names, their voices harsh and strangely accented. Bear was the biggest. Bruin the middle. And the “littlest,” if you could call a nearly seven-foot-tall beast that, was named Ursid.

Bear had given me several books, and I pretended to read, although I was intently listening to their conversation. They didn’t really speak in the way humans did. They gave harsh two- or three-worded responses, growls, and rumbles that made no sense to me but that they understood clearly between each other.

It was fascinating and peculiar. And the logical side of me said I should try to escape. It didn’t matter that doing so would be so damn foolish because of the weather.

The storm was becoming fiercer by the second. I should’ve been willing to risk anything to get away from creatures who could snap my body in half with one clench of their jaws and sharp teeth.Or open me up from belly to breastbone with those sharp and long black claws.

But they’ve taken care of me and tended to me.

If I didn’t know they were the same creatures who saved me so long ago, the same ones I felt watching me throughout the years, I would have feared for my life. But Iknewdifferently. Ifeltdifferently.

Although they stayed hidden, they proved themselves to me.

They could’ve killed me at any given opportunity. Instead, they seemed very obsessed with taking care of me. And I hadn’t had that in so long it was a foreign concept.

That is what frightened me the most.

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