Novel & Cerita Best Monster Fucker Books

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

~ Introduction of the Characters :- •DAVIS GREY "Sexiest MONSTER in Human Disguise" "I'm nothing but a Monster, Sunshine", Davis Grey {Male lead of Book 2 'Sexiest MONSTER and His Possession'} •NEIL KHANNA "A Cold-hearted Handsome DEVIL Who don't believe in Forgive and Forget" "I'm Good but not An Angel" , Neil Khanna {Male lead of Book 3 'Devil's CRUEL Love'} •DANIEL MILLER

I recalled a book I read once, combine a monkey and a lioness and you get a baboon, they are fierce fuckers. "Oh! A fucking mind fuck. Fuck me, fuck your sex kitten lioness like... oh yes... like that, YESS... BANG THEM BALLS... OH FUCK I'M CUMMING!" Nancy normally felt real good on my cock as she rocked through her climax underneath me. Today she was spectacular!

“Why do you like this so much? Why do you have to rile me up to the point I must hurt you?” “You are a fucking monster,” I hissed through the sensations. It was as if my body was wildfire. The harder Dominic slammed, the tighter my pussy clammed his length. “Oh, baby, you are trying too hard to convince yourself of my monstrosity that it is a laughable factor now. Or maybe, you like to be fucked this way? You liked to be ravaged by me?” To what extent was I depraved to desire to be fucked by a man whose blood killed mine?

They held. “My King…” “If I lose control you know what to do.” Cassian’s jaw tightened. “I will not kill you.” “You will if I ask.” My voice came out rougher now as fangs lengthened. I locked the final chain around my ankle and leaned back against the cold stone. The beast roared inside me and rattled the restraints. Dust fell from the ceiling with each violent shake. This was why they called me the Monster King. Not because I enjoyed cruelty but because my own body became a weapon I could barely contain. I fought to stay conscious while growls tore from my throat and echoed through the chamber.

“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”

"You’re writing the lead in your head before the event even happens." "I can't help it, Julian," I said, leaning back in the plush leather chair. I looked at the encrypted drive on the desk. "Victor was a monster, but he was a human monster. He wanted money, power, and his father’s approval. But these 'Architects of the Void'... their code is different. It’s cold. It doesn't have a signature. It doesn't have an ego."

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

Oh, God! I want to see him even though he is my monster. Oh! Sherry, you’re so stupid, and he's going to hurt you. Just wait and see, Sherry, my mind said. He's going to rip your heart out. I rolled my eyes at my conscience. I know one thing: I don’t care if my heart is ripped out of my body, as long as I get one taste of the Sexy bad boy, Derrick Jefferson. Then I promised myself not to care about him anymore. Once I get him, I’ll be done, girl, fanning over him.

"That's the sound of this tight little cunt taking me." "Julian-fuck-deeper-please-" He bent over her back, lips brushing her ear. "You love being used like this, don't you? Bent over a poetry cart, books digging into your tits, stuffed full of cock while someone could walk in any second." "Yes," she sobbed. "Fuck, I love it-I'm your dirty little bookstore slut-don't stop-" He didn't. He slammed into her harder, fucking her with abandon, thick cock splitting her open again and again, each thrust driving a new moan from her throat.