Shivers

by Lora Darc

  Natasha’s eyes widened and she frowned, her gaze shifted down to her swollen foot. “You... want to help me?”

  The monster actually nodded.

  Natasha almost laughed.

  This is insane. But maybe...

  He could be tricking her. Wanting her to put out her leg so he could drag her from the light and take her down some tunnel where he would feast on her.

  But she didn’t have very many other options. She could wait and hope he lost interest; moved on before the sunlight faded and she could slip away. But she highly doubted she’d get that lucky. She needed to make a decision. Give him what he wanted now or wait till he took it later in the dark.

  Natasha took a deep breath. “Okay... okay.” Slowly she began to unbend her injured leg out. As she did so, she got a firm grip on the flashlight next to her. If he tried anything she’d at least try to put up a fight.

  She unbent her leg completely letting her ankle bask in the beam of light then cautiously she moved to bring it out toward him. Biting her lip, Natasha let her foot slip passed the light.

  She flinched immediately as the monster reached out then forced herself to remain still. Carefully the monster placed his hand on her ankle and Natasha inhaled sharply.

  His hands were cool and soft. And surprisingly gentle despite the sharp claws. He placed a little pressure on her foot, gripping it lightly and Natasha held her breath, waiting to be dragged out. Instead, she felt him rubbing his thumb over her ankle and massaging the skin. She felt a warm sensation wrap around her leg and already her foot was starting to return to its normal size. Surprised, Natasha moved it around and noticed the pain had already lessened.

  “How…?”

  The monster lifted his hand and Natasha saw her skin pale then return to normal color.

  Feeling suddenly brave, Natasha went to stand, making sure she stayed in the light. The monster backed away as she carefully righted herself, lightly putting her injured foot down.

  “I think it’s okay.” Natasha laughed with relief. “I think I can even—”

  She took a step, and it was her undoing. Though the pain had lessened, it wasn’t enough to fix the ankle and a sharp stabbing pain shot through her leg. She stumbled out of the light and fell back to the ground. The monster went to grab her and she shrieked, trying to back away. He hovered over her and she lay flat on her back, putting her hands up in defense.

  The monster knelt down beside her and a strange rumble escaped his throat. Natasha dropped her arms and looked up at him and saw him gazing down at her, exposing his teeth in a wide grin. Her body tensed once again as his smile dropped and his eyes grew dark as they flickered over her body. He lifted his hand toward her and she flinched.

  “Oh god, please don’t eat me,” she blurted.

  The monster paused then lowered his hand to rest on her ankle once more. It was then her flashlight finally died out, but her eyes were already beginning to adjust to the natural light coming into the cave.

  Natasha’s heart raced, feeling her pulse in her neck and ears; her blood throbbing hotly in her veins. She felt the monster’s hand begin to slide up her leg and she froze.

  “What are you doing?” She breathed. His sharp claws traced along her skin. He growled and Natasha saw that strange flicker of dark hunger in his eyes once again and this time she understood.

  “You want me like... that?” She choked. The monster’s hand caressed her leg in response, drawing circles with his thumb. Natasha shuffled back a little more until her head reached the beam of light.

  “I... No. No, I could never…”

  The monster released his hand from her and seemed to shrink away, hurt flashing in his eyes.

  Natasha turned on her side away from him.

  No way. No. way.

  But a strong undeniable curiosity struck her and she peered over at him. She looked down his tight slender form and, as he rose, caught sight of the thick luscious length of his shaft hanging between his legs. She hadn’t noticed before, perhaps from it being too dark (or that she had just been too scared to wonder what he looked like in other areas of his body) but now she got a real good look. And felt the first stirrings of heat down in her lower belly.

  Natasha looked away and licked her lips. She clamped her legs together and shook her head.

  Don’t be crazy, Natasha. It isn’t even human. How could you…

  Then she remembered her wild fantasy back in the tent. A fantasy now being made real. If she let it.

  Natasha shivered.

  The monster had shown it meant no harm. It could have taken her and forced itself on her, but it hadn’t. It had even helped her. There was just one question she had to know the answer to if she was going to seriously consider letting him touch her.

  The monster turned away and Natasha sat up.

  “Wait,” she called to him. The monster stopped and gazed back at her. Natasha swallowed hard, her throat dry and tight. “Tell me truthfully… did you watch me before? Did you see me outside the cave?”

  The monster stared at her then nodded once.

  The heat in her lower belly trailed down to her center and an ache throbbed at her core. The idea that he saw her made her turn hot almost instantly.

  “You watched me…” Natasha said softly. She scooted back into the beam of light. The monster tilted his head at her. Natasha chewed on her lip nervously then hooked her fingers under her swimsuit bottoms and slowly slid them down her legs. As she pulled them off, the monster’s pupils dilated in excitement. She spread her legs apart and exposed herself to him. “You watched me like this?” She brought her fingers down and rubbed against her core, letting him see everything, her center already slick with wet.

  His eyes locking on to her, the monster steadily crouched back down. He let out a soft whimper as he watched her.

  “You like this?” Natasha hissed as a tiny spasm hit her and her breath quickened. She suddenly ached to have him touch her, her breasts heavy, her center sore. The idea of him taking her made her want to come. Something so forbidden she should turn away but she couldn’t. The urge was so intense it shoved away all other sense. He was practically a beast but there was enough man in him for her not to suffer any sort of guilt.

  The monster growled and crept closer, staring her down like a stalking lion. He came up close enough to where her legs were still in the shadows and nuzzled her knee then drew his head down and nipped her thigh. Inhaling deep, Natasha released her fingers from her center and leaned back, spreading herself more.

  “Take it then,” Natasha whispered. She brought her lower half out of the light and into the darkness.

  The monster groaned, his face twisting in agony at what was presented before him, and she saw his cock swell. He lowered his head and stuck out a tongue almost longer than her forearm and Natasha gasped as he flicked the inner side of her thigh. He traced the tip of his tongue down her leg, stopping just at the edge of her core. Natasha lifted her head back and pleaded for him to go down where she wanted him most.

  The monster complied. He drew his head down and flicked against her core. Natasha cried out and gritted her teeth as an intense spasm hit her, making her tremble.

  His movements were excruciatingly slow as if he wanted to savor her. His thick tongue stroked and swirled against her and Natasha arched and raised her hips to meet him.

  “Please, please,” she begged, wanting his mouth fully on her. His tongue went down into her then back up and, finally, he gave in and latched his mouth on to her core.

  Natasha moaned and mewled as he suckled against her.

  “Oh, oh god, I’m going to come. A monster is making me come.” Natasha bucked and moved her hips against him, watching him, in utter disbelief at what was happening. Her core throbbed and her center tightened as he began to eat her more viciously, feeling his lips vibrate with a resounding growl.

  “Yes... yes!”

  The heat burst from her and she shattered violently against his mouth. Natasha sc
reams echoed down the tunnel ways.

  As she continued to come, the monster lifted his head and swiftly dragged the rest of her out of the light. Natasha didn’t struggle. Instead, she went limp and let the monster mount her. The monster traced his fingers along her jawline then drifted down her neck and to the swell of her breast. He pulled her bathing suit top up and cupped her breast, kneading his thumb around her nipple. Breathless, Natasha pushed into him. The monster lowered his head and his long tongue grazed the side of her ear then brushed the tip along her neck. Natasha shuddered. Her center ached and her core pulsed. She wanted to feel him inside her. She bent her legs and lifted her hand to touch at his now hard cock that twitched when her fingers stroked against it. The monster moaned and a soft hum vibrated in his throat almost like a purr. Natasha grasped his hip with her other hand and pulled him down. The monster pressed against her then slid into her center perfectly. Natasha inhaled with a hiss as she could feel the thick swell of him stretching her and filling her. He buried himself in her, going deep enough until his balls pressed against her rear.

  She felt him twitch again inside her, his cock hot and pulsing. He remained motionless for a moment as if wanting to feel every part of her. Then he moved.

  The way he moved made Natasha grow hot once more, her center clenching around him. She looked up at him in quiet awe as he thrust against her in such a bestial manner it nearly made her blush. He moved his hips back and forth in a smooth, circling pace, the rest of him barely moving, his arms clamped at her sides. With her center dripping, his shaft became slick with wet heat and she could hear the sounds of his strokes. He paused only once to lift her legs up so he could fill her even better and his pace quickened, his balls hit her bottom and her body shifted upward. He crushed against her and—just as she had fantasized—he began to growl and snarl as he beat hard into her. Natasha cried and whimpered, her body thrusting upward as he turned mindless with lust and slammed into her.

  Natasha lifted her head up to the light above, her cries turning louder and shriller, fearing someone might hear. But the monster didn’t seem to care. His eyes rolled back and saliva slipped out of the corners of his mouth to fall down his jaw and drip on to her stomach.

  Natasha felt the pressure building. As he pounded her like a wild animal, she felt herself tightening around him. He grunted as if feeling it too but didn’t stop.

  “Fuck, oh fuck. I’m coming!” Natasha screamed.

  Her body convulsed as she climaxed violently and the monster hissed. He surged into her. A low roar escaped him as she felt his cock throb inside her and felt his hot need spill into her, thick and gushing.

  He shuddered on top of her, his muscles swelling as he tensed and trembled.

  Natasha felt tears prick her eyes. Never had she felt or experienced anything so incredible. It made her want to cry with joy. She collapsed, panting and sweating under him. The monster closed his eyes for a short moment then carefully slid from her.

  His need had filled her to swelling and was now spilling from her center. It trickled down her thighs and down her rear, dripping to the ground.

  Natasha sat up on shaking limbs. The tears that pricked her eyes now slipped down her face. The monster, seeing, lightly placed his hand on the side of her face and wiped a tear away with a long sharp finger. His eyes sparked with concern but Natasha only smiled and shook her head.

  “No, you didn’t hurt me. That was just amazing.”

  ***

  Natasha cleaned herself up by the pool of water and put back on her clothes and shoe. The sunlight was nearly gone now and it was becoming hard to see in the cave. The monster sat close by, grazing his fingers down her back and stroking her hair. Natasha could feel the heat of him at her back and when she chose to lie back against him, could feel his heavy heartbeat. The monster purred and wrapped his arms around her. He held her firm and nipped at her neck and shoulder. Natasha giggled, her body filled with vibrant energy as if electricity coursed through her very veins.

  When the light was completely gone, Natasha knew she had to go or else someone might start looking for her if they weren‘t already.

  “I have to go,” she whispered. She turned her face up to his and brushed her lips against his mouth. The monster grumbled but seemed to understand. Before she could think to stand, the monster swung her into his arms, lifting her up as he rose.

  He carried her out of the cave chamber and Natasha clung to him happily. His gait was long and graceful, allowing him to move swiftly and quietly through the tunnel. As they came to the entrance of the cave, the monster hesitated before stepping out, seeing that the light over the horizon was nearly gone.

  He stopped at the rock where Natasha’s bag still lay and bent her down so she could pick it up. Grasping her firmly, he jumped skillfully up the hillside and then raced through the dark forest with Natasha well against him. Natasha laughed as the wind whipped past and she felt her stomach flutter. He was so fast and powerful; he moved through the trees and brush without any trouble, leaping and swerving as if he knew the land by heart.

  When they came to the edge of the forest, just a few feet from the tree line, Natasha saw the lights of the camp. It seemed deserted, but the monster gripped her tighter and looked around, making sure the coast was clear. As he went to step out, a sudden burst of light exploded in the sky and a loud boom filled the air. The monster shot back and bared his teeth and Natasha yelped at his unnaturally quick movement.

  “Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Natasha put a hand on his face and forced him to look at her. “Just fireworks.” She caressed his face and though he frowned, the monster seemed to understand.

  As the fireworks went off, popping in the air, Natasha tugged his head down and brought his forehead to hers.

  “Tomorrow,” she breathed. “Tomorrow night, come for me. Take me back under.”

  The monster looked her over as if surprised she’d want to be with him again, then nodded eagerly.

  Natasha smiled.

  Maybe this summer wouldn’t be so bad after all.

  Other stories by Lora

  The Nightlands series:

  Prisoner of the Night Princes

  Servant of the Night Lords

  Lover of the Nightkin

  About the Author

  Lora Darc is a sweet, innocent looking woman on the surface, but deep down she craves the darker side, where nightmares and dreams collide. Where fairytales become twisted. Where the beast doesn't turn back into a handsome prince, and Beauty doesn’t mind.

  When Lora isn't watching movies or reading books in her favorite genres (fantasy and horror of course) she writes horror and fantasy erotica and dark romance.

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