The Beast & His Beauty Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Magic, Paranormal, Virgin Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 74631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
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I gently pet the small of her back and the beast licks her scar once again. She buries her head in the crook of her arm and shies away from the beast. A groan of disapproval leaves me, and she shudders. Far too much fear worries her. Regret comes over me; I should’ve tested her readiness before I put her in such a vulnerable position.

With a pounding in my chest, I hold back the beast and sneer at myself.

Obviously she’s vulnerable, naked in bed with me. But she didn’t fear my touch. In this position I’m sure she’s afraid I’m going to fuck her. It would be far too easy. She’s no match for me. As much as that makes my dick hard, I desperately crave her surrender. I want her mewling with need, her face pressed into the sheets and her ass propped up for me to do as I please.

And I sure as fuck don’t have her submission as she cowers under me.

The beast doesn’t register the reality as I do. I can’t have her scared of either of us…but she should be scared of the beast. His good temperament relies on her obeying him without question. He’s unreasonable and an even greater monster than me. I covet the same as him, but I have patience where he does not. The years weigh heavy on me. I cannot lose her.

His hackles raise inside of me as she denies him what he wants. An anxiousness leaves a cold sweat rolling down my back, knowing his anger will only grow.

With my lips traveling slowly up her bare back, I lay myself beside her and pull her back against my chest. Back to where we were. In an attempt to not only soothe her, but to position my hand between her legs. My little beauty needs a release. She’ll be more accepting of my dominance over her body once I’ve shown her that I’m capable of giving her pleasure and that her release is my priority. Her pleasure, her willingness. Fuck, it’s all I’ve dreamed of since I first saw her.

With my fingertips trailing down the curve of her hip, I focus on the smell of her arousal. The beast relents his irritation and pursues nipping at her nape and down the back of her shoulder, reminding both himself and her of his claim. It causes a chill to run along her skin. Goosebumps spread down her skin all the way to her lush hips.

The image of lining her curves with gentle, open-mouthed kisses flashes in my mind, but I refrain from trying to pull the beast away from her. Not only would that anger him further, but she may see me if I ventured to kiss along her body.

It’ll have to wait. I’ll please her with my touch for now. Once I have her on all fours, I can worship her body and gain her submission. A grin pulls at my lips as I know I can then take her anyway I wish.

I take my time with her, playing with her and listening to all the feminine sounds that pour from her lips. Her chest rises and falls with each heavy breath as I toy with her. She writhes gently in my grasp, the flush in her cheeks letting me know she’s getting close.

With the tips of two fingers, I dip into her heat and then bring them back out, putting feather-light pressure against her nub. She’s tight and hot and it takes everything in me not to groan in the crook of her neck, throw her onto her stomach, and slam myself to the hilt inside of her. My beauty mewls and pushes her ass against my hard cock, her back arching gorgeously so.

Fuck yes.

She stiffens slightly at the realization that she’s pressed along my length. There’s a small gasp and then she rocks again, as if testing me. My chest shakes with a rough chuckle against her back and my warm breath trails down her neck. She shudders and her small breasts bounce just slightly when she does. The beast nuzzles into her neck in approval.

Her blush spreads over her chest and onto her cheeks. I don’t relent my ministrations. As I dip my fingers along her folds, I have to suppress a groan; she’s fucking soaking. She’s so ready. I breathe into her neck while I put more pressure on her clit. I’ll get her off this way and then she can come on my tongue. Only then will I push for more.

Her body trembles as I increase the speed and pressure. Her head thrashes from side to side but I lean my head against hers, stilling her against the pillow and preventing her from moving any farther.

“Take it.” I’m not sure if the words are whispered by me or the beast. We’re both thinking it. The need to have her find her release on my hand overwhelms my entire being.


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