THE MONSTER INSIDE ME: The Immortal Chronicles: Book One

by Tristin Clark

  “Then you know how I feel. You understand why I acted the way I did,” he says, tugging on my ear with his teeth.

  “I do. Just how I know how much of an effect, this bond has on you.” He suddenly pulls me hard against him. The familiarity of his warm body pressed against mine, resurrects every memory I have of our time together in that cave of his.

  “Tell me, can you feel that too?” he asks, while pressing his very obvious erection into me. My pelvis naturally bucks against him, and I find myself craving more than just friction.

  “Oh. I can feel that,” I insist. His hand on my lower back pushes me against him and he begins grinding that mighty hunk of muscle against my heated and wet core.

  “Then tell me, mate. What is it that I crave?” he whispers in my ear and I instantly leak with arousal, because I know.

  “Me. All of me,” I say, remembering back on the day he had said that.

  “Run,” he whispers. He wants me to run so that he can chase me, but I’m not going anywhere. I grip his arms and gaze up at him.

  “No. I’m your fool, remember? I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you,” I tell him. A mischievous smirk begins to pull at the corner of his lips.

  “Have it your way then, mate.”

  I feel his hands grip the waistband of my jeans. He rips them in half, busting the zipper. His burning eyes never leave mine as his hand lowers down my panties. He cups me roughly and trails his finger lightly between my slit. My breath hitches, my eyes close and I moan at his magical touch.

  “Mmmh.”

  “I see your body has missed me. It’s already dripping for me,” he seductively whispers against my ear.

  “Yesss,” I moan. His lips are on my neck. His tongue licks up my skin and then he pulls on my ear lobe with his teeth.

  “Mmmmh,” I moan again.

  “I’m going to fuck you, mate. I’m going to fuck and then you’re, never, leaving, my sight, again,” he huskily commands.

  “Never,” I breathlessly whisper.

  He pulls my panties and pants down with one forceful yank. I wiggle out of them and pull my socks and shoes off, while he removes his cloak and clothes, leaving him completely bare. My eyes scan the beauty before me, from top to bottom and back. I watch that evil smirk of his widen. There’s a short, intense moment of us standing apart and gazing at one another. My heart is racing. My chest is rising and falling rapidly. I take one step towards him and he fills in the gap, moving in quickly. His large hands grip my ass and lifts me into the air, holding me against him and the glass mirror behind me. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close. He wastes no time. He inserts himself inside me in one quick thrust.

  “Huhhh! Ohhh fuuuuck!” I moan. My mouth opens wide and my eyes instantly roll to the back of my head.

  “You’re mine, Emilia. Mine!” he growls next to my ear.

  “Yours!” I scream as he begins pounding up into me.

  “Uhhhh! Austin! Yes!” I moan. His hands grip the middle of my tee and he rips it in half and tosses it away. He does the same with my bra, leaving me naked and tingling against his warm skin.

  “Did you miss me? Did you miss me inside you?”

  “Yes! Yes! I missed you so much. Ahhhh! I missed you so much.” God yes, I did. Fuck I missed him! I missed him and his big D. “Ahhhhh!” I moan again as his thrusting picks up. My back squeaks against the glass with every thrust of his and the friction burns against my skin, but I don’t care. The pleasure he gifts me with, outweighs all the pain.

  “Did you think about me? Did you think about my devil and I both fucking you?” he asks.

  “Fuuuuck!” I scream when the tip of his member bangs against the barrier of my womb. “Yes Austin! I thought about you both, now shut up and just fuck me!” I roar.

  “As you wish.”

  He continues fucking, kissing and sucking my neck repeatedly. It has been so long since I last had him inside me. Literally, inside me and I missed it. I never knew I could miss something so much, but I did. I missed him. I missed his presence, his voice, his scent, his tingles. I missed the large, veiny member inside me. I missed it all. I missed him so much.

  I open my eyes and see our two fucking forms displayed on all the mirrors around us. It reminds me of that night in the cave, when I saw the shadows of our two fucking forms on the wall of his devil and me. My eyes wonder to each mirror and then I suddenly remember that we are still in public.

  “Ahhh!” I scream when he thrusts hard, within me.

  “Your attention is mine,” he growls roughly, and then begins pumping into me more aggressively.

  “What if kids walk in?” I barely manage to say.

  “Illusion. They can’t see us,” he quickly tells me.

  Suddenly Austin pulls out of me and sets me on my feet.

  “What are you—” Before I can finish saying what I was about to ask, he turns me around and pushes the side of my face against the glass. He grips my hip and pulls it back, making me arch my ass. Within seconds, he inserts himself back inside me and begins pounding away.

  “Ughhh! Austin… yes!” I moan deeply.

  “It’s time, my sweetness. It’s time to die. I hope you are ready, because tonight, you are mine,” he rhymes against my ear.

  “Then what are you waiting for? Make me your immortal bitch! Make me yours, blue eyes!” I shout. He gives a loud, sinister laugh and it only makes me smile.

  “Ohhh, you’ve changed, my Emilia. You’ve changed indeed. You’ll make a remarkable queen. All will see.”

  CHAPTER 38 - IT’S TIME TO BURN

  I blink and notice Austin and I had teleported to his cave. He teleported us while he was still inside me. Can you say skills.

  “When did we get here?” I ask. He’s says nothing, as he lifts me off my feet and walks us towards the cave wall, in a hurry.

  “Shut up,” he says, and pulls out of me. He turns me around to face him and then grips my ass and he lifts me. I lock my arms and legs around him and then he inserts himself right back inside me.

  “Mmmh. God…” I moan under closed eyes. “Did you just tell me to shut up?” I ask in amusement, while smirking widely.

  “Enough!” he growls.

  My eyes open. Oh. So, he means business. Guess he’s just as eager as I am to get this immortal show on the road. I grip his shoulder, lace my fingers through his hair and pull roughly. His head arches, just as his mouth opens and his eyes close. He enjoys it when I pull his hair. He enjoys the pain. I enjoy it too.

  He backs me up against the cold, wet wall and immediately begins pounding up into me once again.

  “Ahhhh! Fuck yes!” I scream. I’m bouncing up and down on that long, thick member of his and I am in Heaven or Hell. Whichever is better. Hell. Let’s go with Hell. Yeah… Hell is so much better.

  He’s thrusting fast. We’re fucking in silence for a while. The only sounds that come from us, are the pleasurable moans, grunts and slapping of skin against skin.

  “You’re never leaving me again,” he says, after a long moment. His voice sounds so broken, distraught. He slows his thrusts, eventually coming to a stop. He remains inside me, and gazes into my eyes. His intense emotions sober me up fast. I feel his pain, his anguish, and his fear of never seeing me again and it overwhelms me.

  I gaze into his watery eyes and seeing him so weak, so vulnerable makes me want to cry.

  “Don’t ever let me go,” I sincerely tell him.

  “Never,” he insists. Fear. It consumes him. Stuns him. A single tear escapes one of his blue eyes and falls.

  My hand goes to rest against his cheek. His teary eyes gaze back and forth, between each of mine. I can feel him. He is searching within me. He is searching for assurance.

  “I love you Austin. Always have and always will. Now believe me when I say. I am never leaving you again. Do you hear me? I am never leaving you. Next time, I’m throwing myself out of the damn car.” A small smile begins to overtake his frown. He blinks and a few tears
fall from those thick lashes of his.

  “You’re right. You will never leave me again, because the only thing that can take you away from me, is the winged thing trapped in a cage, in my father’s dungeon and when we return to Hell, I promise you, he will be no more. I will burn him, Emilia. I will burn his soul.” He’s serious. I believe him.

  “All the more reason to make me immortal now. Why chance it?” I lean in to whisper into his ear. “Make me immortal. Kiss me, my devil.”

  I lean back and gaze upon the wide eyes of my mate. Shock, pride, joy and love, flood his entire being.

  “I love you is but an insignificant, human response to how I feel for you. Words cannot relate to how I feel,” he confesses. Both my hands now rest against his cheeks and I smile whole-heartedly.

  “Then show me. Show me how much you love me. Prove it to me so that I can understand you.”

  “I’m going to kill you. I’m going to kill you so that you and I can be together forever,” he says. I nod my head, while biting my bottom lip, and try desperately hard, to hold back my cheesing grin.

  “If I had heard those words from anyone else, I would run and never look back. I should be trembling in fear right now, but I am not.” I take a moment before I continue on. “Kill me, my mate. Kill me, because I am so ready to spend forever with you.”

  “You have come such a long way, my sweet. You weren’t ready before, but now you are. I will finish the ritual. I will burn the last bit of remaining light within you. I will give you a bath and let you soak in the blood of the sinful and after that, I will kiss you. You will die, my mate and you will wake, immortal and new.”

  “Sounds lovely,” I say, and smile brightly.

  “Lovely indeed,” he repeats.

  “But you forgot one thing,” I mention.

  “And what is that?” he asks.

  “You forgot the part where you’ll be fucking me until I am immortal.” The beauty before me grins widely. He likes this new me. He enjoys it.

  “How can I forget such a thing. Foolish me. Shame on me.”

  “I’ll forgive you, but only if you bring my devil out to play. I miss him. I miss him and his big, black—” Austin’s jaw drops. He’s surprised, proud and amazed.

  “My my. Does my Emilia favor him over me? I can grow for you. I can give you more of me,” he says, and then I feel the large muscle inside me, inflate and grow even thicker than before.

  “Huhhhh!” I gasp. My head falls back as my eyes roll into my skull. “Austin! Holy fuck!” I scream.

  He begins thrusting slowly but deeply.

  “You like it big. You like this D. I heard you, Emilia. I heard you needed me,” he rhymes.

  “Yes! Yes! I need you!” I scream, as his speed picks up, He begins thrusting repeatedly inside me. He leans in, trailing the tip of his nose up my neck. He bites my ear and then whispers into it,

  “It’s time, my sweet. I’m going to bring my devil out to play. Brace yourself, mate, for I do not intend to leave your warm, dark cave,” he whispers.

  “My what?” I ask in confusion.

  Suddenly, the cave around us begins to rattle violently. Stalactites begin to fall, crumbling loudly against the cave floor. Dust and dirt cloud the air. That low, eerie, hum returns, echoing throughout the area. The small fire towards the middle of the room, erupts into a massive flame.

  My attention is back on the creature inside me. His skin begins to color over before my eyes, turning as dark as the eerie night. He holds me against, growing taller, bigger.

  “Huhhhh!” I gasp when I feel him grow inside me, filling and expanding three times wider and longer within. My eyes roll back, and my mouth makes one big O. “AUSTIN!” I scream.

  “I thought you enjoyed my big cock,” says a familiar, deep, rough voice I know. I open my eyes and stare into the blood red eyes of my devil. I smile warmly.

  “Hello you,” I coo.

  “My soul,” he greets.

  “My blood still runs through your veins. You will feel no pain,” he mentions, making me smile even harder.

  “Oh. Well would you look at that. No pain,” I note. I continue eying him transform before me. I watch the last bit of darkness, wash up his chest, neck face and head. His blonde hair disappears, and two horns grow in its place. My eyes follow them as they coil behind.

  “Whoa,” I say in amazement. My eyes then return to his. We both gaze deeply into each other’s eyes for a small, quiet moment.

  “It’s time, my soul,” he calmly says.

  “I know,” I reply. “Burn me Augustine. Burn it all,” I tell him.

  He never gazes away from me, as he walks us towards the bed. He holds me against him, while crawling up the mattress. He lays me down, hovering over me.

  “It is only a trace of small light, that remains inside you, but I will find it and I will rid it, once and for all.” My heart begins to race. I sigh heavily.

  “What does that mean? I’m already emotionless. What will happen to my light? What will happen to me when it’s gone?” I ask.

  “It means that I will burn your soul, tainting it to where it can never be redeemed. It will leave your body and be no more. You and I will share the same soul as we do now, but once you are immortal, will it awake and fill you with my eternal fire.”

  “Wow. Sounds awesome,” I reply. A wide smirk pulls at the corner of my lips. “Well, what are we waiting for? I’m not getting any younger here.” A small, deep chuckle escapes my devil. I’ve never seen him laugh in this form, but man is it a breathtaking sight.

  “I’ll make it pleasurable. It won’t be like the time before,” he assures. I sigh I relief.

  “Well good. I was kind of nervous there for a moment,” I admit.

  “I know,” he says. “Do not be afraid,” he tells me.

  “I could never be afraid of you,” I assure, and I think I feel his love for me grow even more.

  One of his hands grips my hip, while the other laces its fingers through my hair and holds the side of my head. His hips begin rocking, thrusting gently into me. He isn’t fucking me like last time. He’s making love to me. He’s being gentle and as much as I love his roughness, I adore his tenderness.

  “I do not want to hurt you,” he tells me. He’s afraid.

  “Augustine… I’m not going to die before it’s my time.” I assure him. “It’s okay. You won’t hurt me.”

  My assurance seems to give him the boost of confidence he needs. He pulls out of me and flips me over on my stomach. His arms swoops under and wraps around my waist. He lifts me, pulls my body back and holds me against his chest, while he kneels. My core hovers just above the tip of his mighty member. He traces the bulbous tip between my swollen lips, teasing me of the thing I need most.

  “Mmmh. That feels good,” I moan. Augustine’s lips are on my neck. He bites down gently, barely piercing my skin. His tongue licks over my wound and then slithers its way, into my ear. “Ohh. I love it when you do that,” I tell him.

  “I know you do,” he whispers, while still teasing me with his wet tip.

  “Are you going to fuck me or keep teasing me?” I heatedly ask. I can feel him smile against the skin of my neck.

  “Oh, I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you, hard.” With that, he lowers me down onto his meaty member, filling me to the hilt.

  “Uhhhhh!” I scream. Both his hands slide under my thighs, gripping them tightly. He pulls me down, then lifts me almost completely off. He’s bouncing me up and down on his massive member and each time makes me scream in pleasure.

  “Ohhhh! Augustine!” The tingles are far more rampant, nearly exploding in their own ecstasy. I’m falling and lifting, over and over as he thrusts that monstrous log up in me.

  “Uhhhhh! Yes! Yes!” My body is bouncing dramatically. My breasts bouncing and slapping my own skin with each thrust. Augustine is a beast. A dominant, fucking machine and he knows no limits. There are no limits when it came to him. When it came to me. He owns me. Lite
rally owns me and my body.

  “This body is mine,” he tells me, now picking up even greater speed.

  “UHHHHH! YES! YOURS!” I greatly scream, and then I feel it. I feel the fire. He grips my neck, pulling me back and then kisses my cheek.

  “It’s time to burn, my soul,” he says.

  “AHHHH!” I scream, when he thrusts hard within, which makes me release one explosive orgasm. The intensity of his fucking and the burning fire that now courses through my veins is so extreme. So violent. It’s traveling fast. I can feel it searching, hunting, seeking out that last bit of light.

  “UHHHH!” I scream in pain. Augustine’s fire has found it. It’s found the light. He continues his rapid fucking, yanking me down even harder on top of his member.

  I can feel the internal battle rage war within, as the last bit of my light, fights off my devil’s darkness. My soul is strong, but it is no match for my new one. It stands no chance.

  “AEMILIA MEA!” my devil roars.

  “AHHHHHHHH!” I scream, just as the last bit of my light leaves my body and shoots into the sky in one short, bright beam.

  I fall back against my mate’s chest, breathless and immobile.

  He stops thrusting and holds me. His arm slides up my chest as his hand reaches to hold the side of my neck. I feel a kiss on top of my head.

  “There, there, my soul. You did so well,” he coos. I can’t move. Can’t speak. I’m drained. Empty. I’ve never felt as empty as I do now.

  “I’m still in you. The darkness will take over and soon, you’ll never know emptiness again. You’ll only feel me, me and our soul,” he tenderly replies.

  He lays me on my stomach and pulls out of me. I lay there for a moment, staring off to my side in silence. Augustine approaches me from the side. He leans over, gently flipping me on my back and then scoops me up in his giant arms, turns and walks us towards wherever he intends to go.

  I feel his lips against my cheek. I feel him hold me close against his warm body. I hear his whispers and soothing words, but I can’t respond. I am dead. I feel so dead.