The Dark Monster (A Full Moon Mercy Novel) (shifter / MC romance)

by Ana W. Fawkes

  “Fuck, I’m not here to make out,” Lucas said.

  “Of course not,” the woman said.

  She put her hands to Lucas’s pants and fell to her knees. She stared up at Lucas as she wrestled with his belt buckle. Leah had trouble the first couple times with his belt buckle. But not this woman, she was a pro at it.

  Lucas throbbed in his pants, but it wasn’t for this woman.

  It was for Leah.

  “Want to help me here?” the woman asked.

  Her face turned red as an apple. All that seduction was suddenly stripped away. She was just some chick on her knees hoping to take care of one of the guys in Full Moon Mercy. She’d then run off and tell all her friends. Yet, at the heart of it all, she didn’t know a shit of the truth of what Full Moon Mercy really was or what they all did.

  “Yeah, I can help you, babe,” Lucas said.

  He reached into his pocket and pulled out some cash. He took the woman’s hand and helped her stand. He put the cash into her hand and forced her to make a fist.

  “Call for a fucking ride and go home,” Lucas said. “You don’t know what you’re doing here.”

  The woman hurried and slapped Lucas across the face. It was like a tingling whisper and she cried out in pain.

  “You’re a fucking asshole,” she said as tears filled her eyes.

  “And you’re a whore,” Lucas said. “Go the fuck home.”

  The woman hurried away and Lucas was alone in the hallway. He made fists and slammed them behind him, against the wall. He then ran his hands through his hair.

  Enough was enough.

  He needed to just talk to Leah. He needed to open up to her and tell her how he felt about all this. Drinking and smoking weren’t going to help. Having sex with some random woman wasn’t going to make this go away. Hell, even putting a bullet between Vince’s eyes wasn’t going to help.

  The only thing that was going to help… was Leah herself.

  Lucas went to his room and opened the door. He saw the bed was mostly intact other than the messy imprint were Leah must have been laying. He shut the door and heard the sound of running water.

  She was in the shower.

  It made Lucas ache.

  He saw the bathroom door open and quickly saw that Leah wasn’t in the shower yet. She stood at the sink struggling to get out of her pants. She had both hands gripping the sink as she slowly lifted one foot at time. Her pants were at her ankles and when she moved, her ass danced and it made Lucas feel like he was going to go crazy. Her black, lace panties clung to her body so perfect and tight.

  Leah was the epitome of deadly beauty.

  It would have been much safer at this point for Lucas to leave the room, shift into a wolf, and raise some hell than to step forward and get closer to Leah. But that’s exactly what he did.

  He walked slowly to the bathroom.

  He stripped himself of his leather cut and tossed it on the bed. Next came his t-shirt. He balled it up and threw it in a corner.

  Leah had her head down as she finished struggling to get her pants off. Lucas heard her let out a shaky, frustrated breath. She was vulnerable and in need. Sadly, Lucas felt the damn same.

  Once within reach, Lucas touched just above Leah’s hips at her panties, and pulled. She gasped and cried out. She tried to stand tall but fell back to Lucas’s bare-chested body.

  The look on her face was pretty. She was so delicate it made Lucas nervous for a second.

  “Lucas,” she whispered.

  “I’m right here, love,” Lucas said. “I’m… I’m not going anywhere, okay? I’m right here.”

  Leah reached back and both hands touched Lucas. She gripped him over his jeans and squeezed. Her hands moved to his belt buckle and she had no trouble with it. Her entire body shook as she fought to get his jeans open. When she did, her slender hand reached into his jeans and wrapped around his thick shaft. She pulled and held tight.

  Lucas ran his hands up Leah’s body and around to her stomach. His fingers moved fast over her smooth skin until he reached her breasts. He cupped over her bra and then his fingers curled and he pulled. The clasp on the back of Leah’s bra meant nothing to Lucas’s sensual strength. Leah’s bra broke open and Lucas spread his hands wide over her breasts, holding her.

  “Fuck,” he growled. “I can’t hold back, Leah.”

  “Don’t then,” she whispered.

  She leaned forward and thrust her lower half back at Lucas. He took his hands off her breasts and sought comfort at her waist. His fingers touched her hip bones and it made him stiffen harder. His cock throbbed for her sweet body and when Lucas looked down he saw the perfect glistening of her body. With his right hand he used his middle finger to slide along her pussy, feeling the wetness and burning need radiating from her.

  Leah moaned and thrust.

  She was ready.

  Lucas gripped himself and eased his way against her. With a gentle thrust he allowed Leah’s body to begin to accept him. With the engorged tip of his hardness in her, Lucas returned his hand to her waist. He then inched his way in with soft thrusts. He wanted to feel every inch of Leah’s body and he wanted to hear her gasp, groan, and miss breaths as he pleasured and teased her at the same time.

  Halfway inside her, Lucas looked in the mirror and saw Leah looking at him. Hair had fallen in front of her face. Her mouth was open and her eyes looked desperate. It was too much for Lucas to handle right now. His hands tightened their grip on Leah and with a hard thrust forward, he was fully inside her.

  Her body bucked back at him as she let out a long cry. The rushing water from the shower let off steam, and it made the bathroom even hotter. Lucas reached back with one foot and kicked the door shut to keep the steam from getting out.

  The mirror began to steam up as Lucas slowly pulled himself from Leah’s body. He took himself halfway out and thrust forward again. Leah’s body jumped just like before and it made him groan. He slowly eased his way into a rhythm that worked for both of them. His hands opened and he moved to her ass. He cupped her soft skin as he fucked her, loving her with each hard thrust into her body.

  Lucas then moved his hands up Leah’s back, his thumbs running along her spine. When he added pressure, her back tried to arch. Her sex throbbed and tightened around him, pulling and tempting him to explode. Lucas fought the urge off as his hands continued up Leah’s body. He reached around and cupped her breasts again. Taking a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, Lucas rolled his thick fingers and felt Leah’s body shake. A touch of pain with great pleasure was never a bad thing.

  Lucas held Leah just below her breasts and he pulled, helping her to stand. He was deep in her body and as she stood it added pressure deep in her body and against Lucas’s cock. He growled as she stood, his lips finding enjoyment at her neck and ear.

  He then whispered, “Shirt has to come off, love.”

  Leah put her hands up and kept her balance as Lucas took her shirt off. It fell to the floor. Looking over Leah’s shoulder, Lucas looked down at her amazing breasts. They were tender yet full, her nipples like hard nubs. Lucas kept his hands just under her breasts, torturing himself and Leah at the same time.

  Leah looked back at Lucas and he kissed her. He was still inside her and he offered small thrusts, his body basically moving on its own. He couldn’t stop himself from wanting to pleasure Leah.

  Their tongues touch and swirled. Leah reached back and touched Lucas’s face. Lucas ended the kiss and took Leah’s hand and kissed it. He then held her hand as he bent his knees and slid from her body. Her knees bent too like she was going to fall. Lucas wrapped one of his big arms around her stomach and kept her from falling. Her body then shook and Leah put her head back to Lucas’s shoulder. She bit her lip so hard Lucas saw blood.

  “Leah…”

  She whispered one word that made Lucas’s body tighten. “Coming…”

  “What?”

  “I’m coming…”

  Lucas still held Leah’s hand
and he slowly moved both their hands down between her legs. With his middle finger over hers, he pressed Leah’s and his fingers to her tender center and made circles. Leah cried out and pushed back at his body. Lucas still held Leah tight with his arm. She would not fall, no matter what.

  Together, they pleasured Leah through her orgasm as she wiggled and groaned.

  When she finished, her body felt like it was going limp. Lucas moved fast and quickly turned Leah around and helped her to sit on the bathroom sink. She put her hands to Lucas’s shoulders and took deep breaths. Lucas’s eyes scanned up and down her body, admiring everything he saw.

  Leah’s hands tightened around Lucas’s shoulders as she tried to claw at him.

  Lucas touched her breasts, gently, and then came forward with his body. His cock touched her and Leah jumped. Cupping her left breast with his right hand, Lucas kissed her nipple. Using the tip of his tongue, he made circles before sucking on her body.

  Leah kept her nails digging into Lucas’s body. He soon found himself thrusting at Leah, his shaft rubbing against her lower stomach. He needed to come and soon.

  “Leah,” he growled with his open mouth over her breast. “I need…”

  “I know,” she said.

  One of her hands left his shoulder and she reached down and slid her small hand down his thick cock. Lucas groaned. Leah then slid her lower half forward. She brought him to her body and Lucas felt the intense warmth and wetness. He couldn’t stop himself from thrusting forward with speed. He felt Leah’s pussy welcome him and felt her hand still gripping tight at the root of his hardness. She quickly moved her hand and placed her hand flat to his stomach.

  Lucas could no longer control what his body needed. He thrust hard and deep. Leah’s body gave the illusion of being endless and it only made Lucas want her more, so he pumped himself more.

  The feel of her nails scratching at his rippling stomach only made things worse for Lucas. He wanted to go for hours, maybe days. He wanted to lock himself and Leah in this moment together and never leave it. This moment of passion and need. This moment that was steamy, yet lingered with enough romance that they trusted each other.

  Lucas finally reached his climax and as he thrust one last time into Leah, he reached for her ass and pulled, making sure he was as deep as he could be. Leah threw her arms around his neck and clawed at him again. Lucas brought his mouth to hers and there they remained in a motionless kiss as Lucas came. It was fierce and amazing, leaving Leah whimpering in his mouth. As he started to come down from his climatic high, he felt Leah’s body tighten and loosen.

  She was finishing again…

  Lucas smiled and flicked his tongue to Leah’s lips. He slowly offered himself as Leah came and then he backed away. He was still mostly hard, something that wouldn’t go away for a long time now. For all his body knew, it could have been months or years since he last had Leah’s body. And now having it again made him want it even more.

  Leah slithered forward and Lucas put his hands to her legs.

  “Wait,” he said. “Let me help you. You’re not going to be able to stand.”

  “I’m fine,” Leah insisted.

  Lucas lifted his hands and backed away some more. He stepped out of his pants and now stood fully naked. Leah’s toes found the floor first, but when she put both her feet down, her knees gave way. Lucas was right there to catch her.

  “Told you, love,” he said.

  “I just wanted you to hold me,” Leah said.

  “Then just dive into my arms.”

  *

  Leah stared into Lucas’s eyes as her body continued to throb. She’d never felt this kind of pleasure before. Even the other times she and Lucas came together it wasn’t quite like this. It had always been passionate and full of pleasure, but tonight it was like Lucas couldn’t get enough. His thrusts were so hard, Leah’s body felt sore.

  Sore, yet she wanted more of him.

  Leah wrapped her legs tight around Lucas and he turned and walked to the shower.

  His hands felt like they were a mile wide upon her back, a sign of protection. With her life in his hands, Leah trusted Lucas. The look in his eye suggested he felt otherwise, and that pained Leah. She would have to fix that. Lucas could not begin to doubt anything now. Not with the blood to be shed. Not with the lives to be lost. Not with the wars to be won.

  Lucas stepped into the water with Leah’s legs around him. The hot water pelted her skin and soaked her hair within seconds. Lucas stood with his eyes glued to Leah’s. The seconds felt like minutes and Leah didn’t care. If it were possible, she would have this moment never end.

  “You were almost killed again today,” Lucas said.

  “I wasn’t,” Leah said.

  “You see this life I live. It’s not about glory and power as much as it is about survival. The motorcycles and fights and wolves look different from the outside, Leah. But once you’re inside, once you’re here, it’s not the same. This is real. There are men and monsters who want to kill me. Those same men and monsters want to kill you too because you’re with me. Do you get that?”

  “I do,” Leah said.

  “I made you a promise that I couldn’t keep,” Lucas whispered.

  “You kept it. I’m alive. I’m right here.”

  Lucas looked away and put his head back. Leah watched how the muscles in his neck tightened. She couldn’t help but kiss Lucas. She let her tongue slip along his wet skin and it made her gush. Lucas’s hands were on her ass and he moved so the tips of his fingers were just about to touch her. He curled his fingers, spreading Leah open, teasing her.

  “Can you stand?” Lucas asked.

  “I could try,” Leah said.

  “Do it.”

  Leah put her feet on the floor but kept her hands on Lucas’s shoulders. She had all her weight on her legs and she felt okay. Her hands were slippery on Lucas’s wet shoulders and even that small gesture turned her on.

  Leah looked at Lucas’s strong body and quickly forgot about everything to do with her own body. The cuts of muscles and definition were only enhanced with the rushing water on his body.

  Lucas reached up and took Leah’s hands off his shoulders. He then moved away from Leah to the back of the shower, leaving her on her own.

  “Is that okay?” he asked.

  Leah took one step, two steps, and nodded. “I’m okay, Lucas. I will get better each day.”

  “Turn around and face the water,” Lucas ordered.

  Leah bit her lip and listened. She peeked over her shoulder and groaned. Lucas had a washcloth in his hand along with soap. He vigorously rubbed the soap to the cloth until it was a white mess of bubbly suds. He then touched the cloth to Leah’s back. Her knees bent and she reached for the wall for support. With her hand flat against the cold tiles, she knew it wouldn’t keep her from actually falling.

  “I’m going to wash you, love,” Lucas said. “Just relax, Leah.”

  Leah let out a deep breath. She felt the cloth and soap run up and down her back. Lucas was strong, yet he could be so gentle and loving at the same time. His hand caressed down her back and over her ass. The cloth then moved down along her right leg. He came up her left leg, over her ass, and then moved around to her stomach. That’s when Leah looked down. She watched Lucas wash her now, his hand moving up to her breasts. Leah whimpered at the touch of the soapy washcloth moving across her breasts. She grabbed the washcloth from Lucas and dropped it.

  “Use your hands,” she whispered, feeling desperate.

  Lucas’s big hands slid up her soapy body to her breasts. He cupped her tight and pulled her back to him. Leah put her head back on his shoulder, just like when they were out of the shower.

  “I would rather die than see you in pain,” Lucas said.

  “Sleep with me,” Leah said. “I’m begging you, Lucas. Please just take me to your bed.”

  Leah let the water rinse the soap off her body. She washed her hair next and then killed the water. Lucas wrapped a towe
l around her body, one around his waist, and then he scooped her up and took her to the bed. Before getting into it, he stripped himself and Leah of the towels.

  Together, they nestled close, their warm, damp, and naked bodies touching. Lucas touched Leah’s face. She felt safe now. She felt at home. Even if there was danger everywhere.

  “Does it bother you?” Leah asked. “What that doctor is doing?”

  She saw Lucas’s lip curl for a moment. “I can’t control it, Leah. There are needs that go beyond normal understanding.”

  “You’re supposed to be the one…”

  “Right here with you,” Lucas said.

  “What about all the others? Your club? Your enemies?”

  “None of that matters,” Lucas said. “We can’t trust in everything we see or hear or want to believe, Leah. I’m learning more about this club by the day. I’m learning more about these enemies just the same.”

  “What about the club? Are you okay here?”

  “You need rest, love. I’ll handle the outside world. Tonight, just be in my world.”

  Leah couldn’t resist those sweet words coming from such a rough man. She nestled close to Lucas and shut her eyes. She knew Lucas wasn’t going to fall asleep, and she wasn’t even sure if Lucas ever slept. But that was okay. She felt safe with Lucas and soon sleep started to take her.

  There were moments when she woke up and fell back asleep.

  One time, she heard Lucas’s voice. It was far away and Leah realized she was alone in the bed.

  “What happened?” Lucas asked.

  Leah opened one eye and saw Lucas’s sexy bare ass as he stood with his back to the bed. She smiled and felt her body tingle.

  “Christ,” Lucas said. “Another one? Yeah. It’s more than just a message now, brother. Someone is declaring war in our town. This can’t wait any longer. We have to…”

  Leah’s eyes grew heavy again and she fell asleep.

  Her dreams weren’t peaceful, at all. They were filled with a dark horror of glowing eyes, growling, and the echoing moans that Debbie would make when being pleasured by Dr. Carane. Then there were screams… it was Lucas screaming.