The Beast's Possession の小説・ストーリー

“Look at me and watch me fuck you with my tongue. Watch, and burn this image into your mind. Fuck what anyone thinks, I want you to be mine, Tamara.” I hold her hips tightly as my tongue flicks over her clit, my rhythm steady as I slowly drive her insane. “Delicious, and so fucking wet. Your body knows who it belongs to, something your mind needs to be taught.” She squeezes her hips together, moaning loudly and muttering ‘please’. I pull them open as I watch her, pushing my tongue into her, brushing over a spot that has her begging for more. “Leon,” she groaned. “Please.”

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”

His beast resurfaced, an intimidation tactic. “Well, this is intriguing.” He eyed him up and down. “A deteriorating figure and the loss of vitality. I am familiar with it. It's the mark of a possessed individual.” He spoke low and slow. “Nonsense...” he tried to act cool, but the erratic beating of his heart said otherwise, failing to keep his composure. “You have come in contact with that witch, Melo. Am I right? You thought that you were her special friend, that she hadn't chosen to drain all your essence and kill you... She used you to attack my mate. Isn't that what she did in our past lives?”

Fenrir growled in a deeply layered human voice, clutching his massive skull with his shadow paws. Deep within the prison of the monstrous entity... another ancient soul was violently awakening. Orion gasped, his eyes wide with revelation as he stared at the beast. "The Beast... the Beast of the Eclipse isn't a creation at all... it is a possessed soul! It's Prince Caelan!" Nyxar's expression instantly darkened into a terrifying mask of fury. "Enough of this madness."

Possession. Ryan Lennox had awakened the beast. And there was no putting it back in its cage.

Zachariah asked in a gentle voice to her but from inside he was burning in rage. Who the fuck is here friend? He wants to know who is her friend who has the ability to make her smile. "Emily." Rose said softly making the Kings sigh in relief. For a moment they thought her friend is a boy. Beasts are extremely possessive supernaturals who can't see their mate with someone else and them being the Beast Kings makes it much more worse for them. The car came to hault. "We reached the institution." Vladimir told Rose. The driver opened the door and the Kings came out. Vladimir forward his hand for Rose which she gladly took.

She succumbs and even holds onto me but that doesn't satisfy Aurora, who hasn't been able to feed in centuries. Even though Cassandra is willingly offering herself to me, it's not enough for the beast inside of me. I firmly hold Cassandra's head so that she has no chance of escaping me. I know this isn't for my benefit or satisfaction but I can't help but enjoy the euphoric feeling that comes with satisfying the soul of my dear friend, Aurora. It's somewhat addictive and I feel as though a deep neglected need inside of me is finally receiving the treatment it deserves. "Heaven." I hear Amelia's voice but the thing is, right now, I'm not exactly Heaven. "I think you have had enough."

Deep in the heart of the forest bordering his estate, Matthew is said to have summoned a huge black Beast to rid him of his black moods. Some versions of the legend cast the Beast as a denizen of Hell, others have it cross over from the lands of Faerie, but all of them agree that the creature feasted on the misery of men and women. Matthew most likely wanted it to consume his black moods so he could be done with them. The Beast, however, took far more than Matthew’s sadness, it also took his soul.

I can't imagine what those rascals will be doing to people now. I got home and found it difficult to sleep because of what I was thinking. After an hour.. I fell asleep unconsciously. Another location "The beast is not coming to save the people" A demon said as he deep his hand into a human chest, removed her heart and ate it, drinking the blood.

“My sweet beloved has died, getting rid of the elders who dared to take her.” Then, his wolf let out a loud painful howl in the air, snout up. Alex followed his father’s lead, and soon, the whole pack was howling, as if they felt their former leader’s anguish. “Easy,” he shrugged. “I want you to surrender.” I scoffed, even as my eyes filled with tears, “You’re despicable!” I began to chant soon after, making sure to keep him in my line of vision. I was chanting a forbidden spell. A spell I had found in the grimoire left behind by Camelia.