18. Nora

18

NORA

Fire danced before me, flickering over the two bodies that were slumped together. Blood wet the grass, covering me. I could feel him behind me, watching.

My muscles burned from fighting. How do I escape this?

A knife laid on the ground, the blade gleaming in the flickering light.

Their faces blurred as I fought against them, my screams growing louder. I felt something wrap around me, and suddenly he was there.

“ Spread your legs for me .”

I moaned, the images falling away as pleasure rolled through me. I closed my eyes as I felt him around me, his body swamping mine as the vines slid up my thighs.

“ Do you want me to stop?”

No. I didn’t. I wanted more, needed more.

“Wake up, Nora.”

A deep voice floated through my mind, rousing me from dreams.

My eyes snapped open as I realised I wasn’t alone.

“It’s you,” I breathed out.

Glowing eyes burned in the shadows, his horns curling back. His lips were human-like despite the roughness of his skin, lichen and feathered mushrooms sprouting over his cheek bones. I should have screamed, but I found myself holding his burning gaze and taking in the shape of his monstrous features in the dark.

I hadn’t seen him since the night he hid the body.

Despite my exhaustion, my mind was sharp. I’d spent the last couple days interviewing students and reading about the history of St. Thorn. I’d wanted to find the monster, but hadn’t the time to yet. I hadn’t even opened the book I’d taken from the Dean yet, either.

“Alec is going to hunt you,” I whispered.

His vines writhed over my body. They aroused me with their constricting touch, some smooth and others nubbed with sharp spikes.

“I know,” he murmured, his voice deep and rough. “He won’t find me. You’re the only danger to me.”

I stilled beneath him as he pulled the blankets back, exposing me to the cool air. My nipples hardened as I spread my thighs for him, my breaths quickening. He pushed my night dress up, a bolt of heavy desire rolling through me.

“I don’t even know what to call you,” I whispered. “This is…”

My breath hitched as my gaze moved downward to his hard and ready cock. I’d never seen anything like it. Petals folded back, his cock blooming from them with a vibrant magenta head. It opened up, revealing a thin stamen that was covered in a yellow liquid.

“Tell me to stop,” he said. “Tell me to go back to the forest.”

“I won’t tell you that.” I wanted him. “You broke into my home. ”

He leaned down and licked one of my nipples. His tongue was longer than a human’s and slightly ridged. The feeling of it made me huff, wanting more.

“I can’t stay away from you,” he grunted.

“Your cock is…”

“I’ll bring you more pleasure than you’ve ever experienced before,” he promised. “But only if you ask me.”

“I just felt your vines on me in my sleep, and now you’re asking me?”

“Yes,” he huffed. He leaned down, his gaze holding mine as his tongue curled around my nipple and teased and then sucked. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering as I arched against him. My pussy throbbed, aching for more. “Answer me before I lose my control. I need to devour you. I crave you. He craves you too.”

I stared at him, my heart pounding. “Who are you?” I whispered.

Part of me wondered if this was a dream still. The other part of me was painfully aware that everything about him was real. The vines that spread my thighs, binding me in place. My body yearned for him.

“I’m your shadow,” he answered. “Your protector. The fates have drawn us together and I can’t stay away, even if it damns you. And I will damn you. We will damn you.”

Who is we? Who is he talking about?

All of the information I’d gathered in the last few days raced through my mind. My body thirsted for the pleasure he offered, but I had to tell him.

“The students have seen you. You aren’t safe,” I whispered. “Alec wants your poison. And he’s jealous.”

“He will not harm me. You needn’t worry about me. You need to worry about yourself and the men in the shadows.”

The Hunt. I swallowed hard and looked down at his cock again. A low growl echoed around us as I reached between us and slowly wrapped my hand around the tip, a slick lubricant filling my palm.

Warning bells rang through my mind. I ignored them.

“Do whatever you want to me,” I whispered. “Whatever you desire.”

He let out a breath, his eyes shutting for a moment. “You’re so foolish to say that to a monster.”

I gasped as his vines cupped my breasts, squeezing them tight. The pressure only turned me on more. Barbs pricked my skin, heightening the bliss with pain.

I lifted my hips, grinding against his cock, wishing it were inside of me. I stroked him harder, amazed by his anatomy as more of the slick liquid pooled in my hand. I brought my soaked palm to my lips and licked my skin, tasting him. He was slightly sweet and musky, distinctly him.

I groaned, my eyes fluttering as every one of my senses magnified. He chuckled as I kept lapping at my hand.

“Oh how you’ve gifted your soul to me so eagerly.”

A vine crept up towards my mouth and I parted my lips, sucking it readily. Pleasure flourished as sucking sounds filled the room, my eyes locking with his. His feral gaze feasted on me as the vine thrust deeper. My eyes widened as it pushed down into my throat and I choked around it, biting down.

He didn’t withdraw.

I gagged around him, my vision blurring with tears. He withdrew finally and I gasped for air. I panted as another vine pressed against my cunt, rubbing against me with the perfect pressure.

“Oh gods,” I rasped. “ More . I want more.”

“Spread your legs for me and show me your greedy cunt.”

I bent my knees and spread my legs for him. I’d never been made to feel this way by anyone, but I revelled in the fevered desire that I saw in his gaze.

He would consume me. I could already feel the effects of his touch eating me alive, changing me in ways I never could have imagined.

He moved his face down my body and I cried out as sharp teeth scraped the fabric between my legs and ripped, exposing me entirely. The tip of his tongue eased against my clit, lapped against the underside carefully. Pleasure shot through me, my fingers curling into the sheets.

I moaned as a vine slipped between my lips again, and I sucked eagerly, wishing to devour him in the same way.

He paused in his movements. “ Mine ,” he whispered against my cunt.

I gasped as his tongue slid between my folds, pushing inside of me, teasing me. Just enough to drive me insane.

“Oh gods,” I gasped.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, drawing back.

“No,” I grunted. “Please don’t stop. Please .”

I was begging a monster to keep fucking me. I needed him inside of me. My pussy throbbed with need, every instinct screaming for more.

He licked his lips and continued to work my clit. I was no stranger to touching myself, but the way he touched me lit something inside of me that burned brighter, burned hotter than I’d ever felt.

I bucked my hips against him, gasping as he held me in place. His tongue moved back and forth as he applied more pressure, and I felt his growl through every bone in my body.

I squeezed my eyes shut, biting down as another vine pressed between my lips like a tentacle.

“I will trim my claws so I can fuck you with my fingers,” he whispered. “Another night, I promise.”

My voice left me as he drove his tongue inside me again. He brought my legs around his shoulders, holding me firmly as he fucked me with his mouth. The vines squeezed my breasts tighter, my nipples so incredibly sensitive. He withdrew his tongue again and lowered me, licking back up my body. He kissed my hips, my stomach, my ribs, my nipples. I gasped as he traced every dip and every curve.

Finally, I grabbed onto one of his horns, pulling his mouth to mine.

The kiss was strange at first. The taste of me on his tongue as it laced with mine. I moaned against him, desperate to be taken as his cock nestled between my thighs, the tip rubbing against me.

Fevered heat boiled my blood. I’d never felt this desperate before. His clawed hand dragged up my side and he curled it around my throat, holding me there as he broke our kiss and looked down between us, hesitating for a moment.

“Yes,” I whispered. “I want this.”

“Are you so certain?”

“More than anything else.”

Very slowly, he pushed inside of me. Just the head, where the stamen-like end was. I gasped as it seemed to extend inside of me.

“Everything is so intense,” I rasped.

“The essence you ingested does that,” he explained.

Vines wrapped around every limb, binding me in place. He hovered above me. He was something I’d never even believed in until recently, but now it was hard to imagine a world where he wasn’t there too.

There was more humanity in his expression than I’d seen in the eyes of those I worked with.

“Please,” I gasped.

With a grunt, he thrust forward. My scream echoed through the room as heat pooled at my core, potent ecstasy consuming me. I felt like I’d been drugged. His cock filled me, stretching me around him. He waited for a moment, buried deep inside me.

The stamen piece writhed deeper.

A vine slid towards my other hole and I gasped, only for my mouth to be filled too. I moaned around the invasion as it began to prod me there, all while his cock remained inside of me, pulsing and thick.

I felt a moment of panic. He let out a dark chuckle.

“Relax.”

It was easier said than done.

“My sap will make your body open for me but you must relax.”

I shook my head, but he waited. His touch gentled as he began to circle my ass, his cock still pulsing inside of me. I tried to suck in air around the vine in my mouth, my breaths finally calming.

“Good,” he whispered. “Look at me.”

I held his gaze and whimpered as the vine began to push inside of me slowly. My muscles relaxed further. I’d fallen under his spell, every part of me yearning for more of him. Nerves fired off, waves of pleasure rolling through me.

My belly tightened as I felt the cusp of an orgasm. He groaned and dragged his cock almost all the way out, thrusting back into me entirely.

The vine in my mouth dove deeper too, filling my throat in a smooth pump. This time, I didn’t choke, even as he began to roughly move in tandem, fucking every hole.

Fuck.

I arched as I came, my eyes squeezing shut as an ecstasy unlike any I’d ever felt flooded me. He grunted as he maintained the rhythm, his claws digging into the pillow behind my head.

I opened my eyes slowly as he pulled the vine from my throat, my pants mixing with his harsh breaths. His face hovered over mine.

“ Mine ,” he rasped. “You’ll never escape us.”

At the moment, I didn’t want to. It was impossible to think about anything but the feeling of his cock stretching me and the way that even after that orgasm, I could already feel another mounting. Vines squeezed my breasts, my nipples becoming more and more sensitive.

“I don’t even know your name,” I breathed out.

He laughed . “But you do know my name.”

I wanted to ask more questions, but he leaned down and grazed my nipple with his sharp teeth. I gasped, the pain accompanying the pleasure in a way I’d never experienced.

Psychologically, I wanted to know more about that.

Sexually, I needed to know more about that.

“Harder,” I whimpered.

“Someone enjoys pain,” he growled.

All I could do was nod as the vines squeezed me harder, constricting me. I stared down, shocked and aroused at the sight of a monster taking me.

Sap dripped out of me as he slid in and out, the rough bumps along his shaft sending ripples of pleasure through me. I reached up and wrapped my hand around one of his horns, holding his mouth to my nipple as I bucked against him.

“Such a greedy little cunt for me,” he whispered.

I rocked my hips and cried out as he suddenly pulled back, freeing me of his cock and the vine.

“What—”

He picked me up with ease, pulling us from the bed as he turned me over onto my hands and knees. His cock pressed against my pussy and he shoved forward, filling me once more.

In this position, everything was even more intense.

“Oh,” I gasped.

Vines wrapped around my wrists and pulled them behind my lower back, holding my body taut and suspending my torso above the bed. He growled as he curled his claws into my hair and tugged, pulling my head back.

“Open your pretty little mouth for me.”

I screamed as he fucked me harder, but a vine soon cut my cries off, going even deeper. He invaded every hole all over again, holding me in place as he bred me.

I’d never felt so alive before.

“I’ll leave marks for him to find and be jealous of.”

I groaned. I knew exactly who he meant.

And the thought of Alec finding them…

The monster chuckled. “Does it turn you on? The thought of him seeing them? Knowing that you were devoured by the very beast he wished to end?”

I nodded helplessly.

“I’m going to fill you and mark you as mine so he knows.”

My eyes rolled back as the pleasure seemed to mount, becoming almost unbearable. Every sense was overwhelmed and overstimulated as he quickened his pace.

Vines and cock, vines and cock, all of them moving in and out over and over.

I lost control, coming hard. I squeezed his cock, my cheeks flaming as hot liquid squirted from me. He breathed in deep, groaning.

What was that? I’ve never done that.

With a final grunt, he buried himself and came, hot liquid bursting inside of me. Something gushed from the vines too and I had no choice but to swallow the thick liquid, every muscle trembling as he gently released me.

The vines slithered back as he pulled his cock out. I collapsed against the sheets, aware of the mess we’d made. He dripped out of me, pooling between my thighs.

I squealed as his tongue found my cunt. He shoved it in, lapping up everything. I moaned, gripping the sheets as I shivered.

“I’ve never…” I could barely speak, I could barely breathe.

“You squirted for me,” he murmured against my pussy. “I want to drink from you.”

“Oh gods,” I huffed. “Are you not finished with me?”

“No. I hope you weren’t planning to sleep. I’ve been coming to you every night for weeks, wanting to fuck you and breed these holes.”

Oh.

“When your cunt and ass ache tomorrow, remember that it was because of me.”

“I promise I won't forget.”

His tongue continued to please me, dipping in and out as if he were feasting on me. I shuddered again, closing my eyes as I experienced a different sort of pleasure. It built upon itself slowly, a tide rising the longer he went.

The softest whimper left me.

His claws scraped over my ass, digging into my skin. I gasped, because once again, the pain was what sent me over the edge. I felt a mix of awe and shock as I came, this time on his tongue.

I never want this to end.