Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
My skin prickled, and my survival instincts finally kicked in. I turned and ran, unable to see anything but knowing I had to escape.
Then, from the depths of the darkness behind me, I heard a voice. Low, rough, and laced with everything that was animalistic. I couldn’t understand its language, and still, I ran.
But I didn’t get far. A weight curled around my waist, lifted me off the ground, and dug claws into my side, yet it didn’t break my skin. I was pressed to a hard, wide, and enormous chest, and just as I found my voice to scream, a hand that didn’t feel human covered the bottom half of my face.
“Shhh,” he hushed against my ear.
My eyes were so wide, tears sliding down my cheeks as I struggled. But it was useless, as I was tiny and weak compared to whatever this beast was.
“You should not be here, little one.”
I cried harder as the words wrapped around me like evil itself, sinking into my body
“But now that you’re here,” he snarled, turned, and started moving back deeper into his lair, “you’re mine.”
I was no longer just an intruder.
I was his prey.
CHAPTER THREE
Geraldine
My body ached as I stirred awake, my limbs heavy and my mind sluggish. I had no idea what happened after the beast had taken me. Everything had gone hazy, and then a different kind of darkness slammed into me.
The surrounding air was thick with warmth, carrying a faint scent of fire and something darkly sweet. I heard the fire crackling nearby but still kept my eyes closed, not wanting to accept this reality.
I inhaled deeply, my fingers twitching against the softness that was beneath me and covered me. When I was brave enough to open my eyes, I realized my surroundings didn’t look like the cold, damp earth of the cave.
Panic seized me, and I slowly rose, pulling the furs and blankets up to my chin. I wasn't in a home, not in the traditional sense, but there were no jagged rocks or sounds of dripping water like the cave I had been in.
There was a small mercy at the fact I still wore my tattered gown.
Where I was now had been made to appear almost comforting.
My breath hitched as I took in the walls that were smooth, shadowy, black, and polished like onyx. The fire illuminated the space enough that I could see every corner. But the flickering light cast long shadows over the strange symbols and designs that were etched into the black surfaces.
A language from what had to be another world.
My fingers dug into the thick furs, deep and plush, and as lush as the royal material in the palace I’d grown up in.
The main fire burned in a carved depression in the rock itself, and I saw a primitively designed flute that whisked the smoke away. There was a small fire that burned low in an iron brazier in the center of the room.
It was after searching the large space that I saw him. It.
The creature stood at one edge of the room as he watched me.
A tremor worked its way through me when I took him in for the first time, the light illuminating every single part of this… monster. He looked like something out of the storybooks of children’s tales told to keep them from disobeying, when their parents or nannies warned them not to run off.
Yet this wasn’t a story or even a nightmare but something real. My reality.
Because I had done exactly what those tales had cautioned me not to do. I ran away, into the woods.
And here was this creature—a literal demon.
He was impossibly tall, his form powerful and thickly muscled, his blackened skin gleaming under the firelight. It was the same shade as the onyx walls surrounding us.
His enormous, clawed hands flexed at his sides, and his curling horns cast menacing shadows up the walls. His face wasn’t a face at all. It was a terrible skull-like visage, which should have filled me with horror. But my fear was tangled with something else. Something more dangerous.
Curiosity.
His glowing red eyes were eerie, horrifying, yet strangely… beautiful. I didn't know how tall he was, but the cavern ceiling had to be at least ten-feet high, and this beast was no less than seven feet in height, not including those vicious horns.
I breathed shallowly, forcing myself to take in the rest of him. God, he was big, muscular… and totally naked.
And this monster didn’t have just one very male-shaped appendage. But two. And they were both thick and long. One dick was placed normally, as in where a human male’s cock would be. And the second grew out from directly below the first, with a set of heavy twin weights hanging beneath, which swung slightly when he shifted those hooved feet.