Beautiful Monster: Paranormal Romance Collection by Dovey Books

Author:Dovey Books [Books, Dovey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lovy Books Ltd
Published: 2015-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

I couldn’t sleep that night. I shifted back and forth in bed thinking about Osmar. And it was the intensity of my thoughts that scared me. My desire for him was all-consuming. I wanted him so much. Yet, I had pushed him away.

When I had arrived home, he had been there already, inside the house waiting for me. He sat at the dining room table, his hands folded.

I didn’t know how he had gotten home before me or unlocked the door? But he was a warlock… so what did I expect?

“What are you doing here?” I asked him, avoiding eye contact as I tossed my keys on the table.

“I wanted to talk to you.”

“We have nothing to talk about.”

“Cameron, I--”

I shook my head at him, making it clear that I was done talking. “You can stay here tonight. I want you gone by morning. You just have to figure out who’s trying to harm you some other way. I can’t have you in my home anymore.”

He attempted to reason with me, but I was too afraid that his reasoning would start to make sense to me and I would give in, and I didn’t want to give in. I hadn’t ever made love with any of the paranormal beings that came through our town and truth be told; I was afraid to. I was especially afraid that Osmar harbored some sort of power over me and that maybe he was using that to incite this desire I felt for him, nearly all day and night. I believed distance from him would bring me back to my senses. I wanted control over my emotions again and I wasn’t going to achieve it in his presence.

This isn’t working, I thought to myself as I stared up at the ceiling in my bedroom, pushing memories of our argument aside. All I could think about was that Osmar was just down the hall and how easy it would be to slip into his room and let him have me. I wanted him to have me.

And as I tried to think of something else, anything else, I found that I couldn’t. I was at the mercy of my body and it was telling me that I needed him inside me. I didn’t know when want had become a need, but somewhere along the line, that threshold had been crossed. I was going to Osmar; he just didn’t know it yet.

My breasts felt heavy, and I was already wet. I couldn’t help but let my hand find its way to my wetness, and I started to play with myself thinking of Osmar, wishing it were his hand instead of my own. I began to stroke my clit, tracing it in circles, before penetrating myself. Rocking my hips up and down, riding my own hand.

I came quickly; breathing heavily, my thighs spread wide, waiting for my heart rate to return to normal and when it did, I knew what I had to do.

I stood up and didn’t bother dressing as I left my room.

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