Becoming his Monster

by Amelia Hutchins

  I flinched, she flinched, and it was awkward.

  “She’s aware of what you threaten her mother with,” she hissed. “She sees you now, what you will us to see.”

  “I let her see it before you took control. That girl? I will destroy this entire world to protect. She’s mine. She is everything good in this world and so much fucking more. And Nyx isn’t her mother, her mother was just sent to the otherworld on a funeral pyre she erected and set blaze to.”

  Sadness filled me and then something was touching me inside my body. Hands held me, cradling me as if they offered comfort and yet didn’t really know how to do so. I felt the loss; my body trembled as all the emotions I hadn’t felt hit me at once. And just as quickly as they’d come, they were gone.

  “She has experienced much and yet she is stronger because of it. Weird; normally mortals snap or break into worthless piles of shit when they feel too much.”

  “You’ll also give her back her emotions, her pleasure to feel other men. You will give her back everything Hades took, except her mortality and then you’ll help her heal from within. You will teach her how to wield the power of the three Furies. She’s going to set this world on fire, and she needs you to show her how. So stop being selfish bitches and do what you were awoken to do, save her.”

  “We’re awoken to protect you from her, and what she holds within her,” she hissed. “If you’re opened, this world and every other world will die. You will kill them all. Ahh,” she said as I perked my ears and shivered. “She doesn’t know what she fucks, or the beast who rides her for pleasure, does she?”

  “No, and if you tell her I will pull you from her body and show you why the Gods tremble in my presence.” She shivered and just like that, she was gone. “There’s my girl.”

  “You didn’t need her to feed her, you wanted to threaten her,” I accused harshly.

  “Ready?” he asked, and then I was pushed against the wall by invisible hands, and he was there, pushing inside my body as he lifted my legs and then wrapped his hand around my throat, peering into my eyes. “I am the beast, the monster that kills and destroys other monsters, Lena. I am judge, jury, and executioner to immortals. So fuck me like you hate me because I’m about to do the same to you.”

  He bit into my shoulder, and blood dripped from it as I exploded around his cock and teeth, feeling every inch of his power as he let it out to play. Mine clashed against his, a mindless thing that tossed him away from me as I swayed my hips towards him as he lifted on his elbows to watch me. I’d knocked him to the floor, and then I straddled him as my mouth kissed my way from his navel to his lips, where I claimed and conquered.

  He turned me over, pushing my legs apart as he fucked me without pretending to be mortal. His body moved faster than I could see, and I was forced to hold on or get lost trying to see his flesh, and then I exploded, lights blinking behind my eyes and the room was bathed in darkness, the only light was from his eyes, his wings, and the runes that covered his flesh. He tensed, rocking against me as yet another orgasm slowly took hold, claiming me in an endless pleasure hold that refused to release me.

  “You’re mine, from now until the end of time. Not your silly fucking mortal time, but mine. Even when this world ends and we move to the next, you’re mine. Say it.”

  “I’ve always been yours since the first moment your lips touched mine, Lucian,” I said huskily. “Now move, because I’m not done with you yet.”

  “Good, because someone else is here to sever the bond because he needs to let you go,” he rumbled thickly as Spyder stepped from the shadows, watching me as I stared back, panic and something else ripping through me as I swallowed hard.

  Chapter 36

  “Kitty, are you ready to purr for me?” Spyder’s thick voice entered the room as he stepped from the shadows, staring at me as his eyes slowly slid over my naked, red flesh. Lucian had left me sore, and yet here was Spyder, needing to sever the bond, which I knew had been building. It had gotten to the point where I felt him to the very marrow in my bones, which meant he’d felt us too. “If you don’t want this, if you don’t want me, tell me now.” His gaze dipped to my naked sex, feasting on the nakedness he found waiting, willing. “You don’t want me, tell me, and I carry this. I’ll carry it to the end with me. This fucking craving for you is too much. It’s consuming me, and I know you feel it too.”

  “What…what do you mean?” I uttered thickly, my body heating under his heavy stare.

  “The bond that tethers us together, it needs to be severed and this, this is the only fucking way we can figure out how to mute it, or sever it completely. It followed you through death, into this new form. Remember Portland? That fucking need that almost consumed us? It’s tenfold for me. It’s never-fucking-ending, and as much as I wish it otherwise, nothing we have found has lessened it.”

  “So how do we end it?” I asked carefully, already knowing why he’d be here in this room with us.

  His dark gaze followed my frown, watching every emotion that flowed through me as I stared at him. “I need you to trust us, to see if this will end it, or sever it. If it doesn’t, and it cements it, then it will at least be muted. I’m going insane with the need to have you, to be with you, and that shit doesn’t fucking work for me. You get me? I feel it every time you fuck him, and you don’t need me anymore. You are immortal, and Luc can’t touch you now. Yet I still suffer for what we did, and no matter what I do, no matter how much I fucking drink before you fuck Lucian, I feel it. You don’t need me, and I can’t keep craving you. It’s not fair to any of us that we crave something that we no longer need.”

  I swallowed hard as I stared at him as a strange pang started in my chest. Let him go? Could I? He deserved to be happy without having to feel me fucking another man; it was selfish to keep him with me. The things I’d felt in that fucking boutique were things he continued to feel every time I was with Lucian. Because he’d tried to protect me, he hurt.

  “Tell me what to do, tell me how to sever it.”

  “We have to give it what it wants, but instead of you drinking our blood, we will drink yours.”

  “That’s it?” I asked carefully as I turned to look at Lucian who showed no emotion as he watched me. He stepped away from me as the candles ignited inside the room. The cage around the bed vanished, and he smiled sadly as he watched me.

  I turned, staring at Spyder as he lifted his shirt, revealing rows of hard, sinewy muscle that rippled as he moved. His hair brushed against his shoulders, dusting the tops as he watched me. He dropped it to the floor, staring at me as his hands went to the buckle of his pants, asking a silent question.

  “You’ll be with me tonight, Kitty. Tonight we share you, just this once. Then, if it works, we won’t feel this thing between us, or I won’t. You seem immune, and I need that, I crave that numbness where you’re concerned. I can’t stand this shit, it’s like being punched in the fucking nuts every time you two fuck, and this is the only way to fix it. I mean, you’ll still want to fuck me, because you’re you and I’m fucking hot and one hell of a catch, but it won’t be this brutal.”

  “I have to let you fuck me to erase the need you feel?” I bit my tongue as it slipped from my lips.

  “We’ll take it as it goes,” he announced. “If we can reach the end without you having to let me into that pretty naked pussy, we will forgo it, unless you want it. Lucian doesn’t like sharing, but he made this deal to protect you from Lucifer, who is no longer a threat as he was. You’re stronger, able to withstand his assault from the other realms. I tire of daydreaming about you riding my cock, and even when I’m not dreaming of it, I’m thinking of it. Everything inside of me screams to take you, to end this endless torture I feel every moment of every day.”

  “And you’re okay with this?” I asked Lucian who watched me through liquid pools of lust that carried no anger or judgment.

  “If this gets his
mind on the fucking job at hand, and you stop slipping your pretty blue eyes in his direction with that lust in them, then yes. I’m willing to let this play out to end it. He did this for me, to protect you. It is no longer needed, and he suffers when you are with me. He’s done what was asked of him; now it’s time to sever the bond, and I’m a selfish prick, I don’t like sharing you, but that’s what is happening when we fuck, Lena. He’s with us, and it isn’t a choice any of us make, it’s just how the magic worked.”

  “I understand,” I whispered thickly as I turned back to Spyder, finding his sleek, muscled body bare of anything hindering my view. Spyder naked was something to behold, like the Gods themselves had created the magical perfection that was him. His tattoos slithered, pulsing with a tempo that made my heart stop and stutter before it matched the heady beat of his siren’s song. “This is…not something I’d ever do again,” I admitted. “Just this once, to let you go,” I squeaked as I dropped my gaze to his generous, thick cock.

  “The idea is that this breaks the need we feel since it isn’t us who want it, it’s the magic that connects us. We’re bonded; this should sever it, releasing us from its hold.”

  I nodded, shivering as Lucian stepped closer with a goblet that he sat beside the bed and tilted his head to stare at Spyder who slowly stepped closer, his hand reaching out to pull me closer. His dark head bowed as he watched Lucian, even as he curled my naked form against his. My wings curled in, hugging my spine as they disappeared as he dropped his lips against mine, brushing them ever so softly as he explored them.

  “Can’t say I don’t plan to enjoy this,” he uttered before his teeth pulled against my bottom lip, tasting me. His teeth released my lip as his tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming mine as a growl ripped from his lungs. Magic danced in the room as he slowly walked me back to the bed. Once there, he released my mouth long enough to pick me up and push me onto the bed, staring down at my naked sex as if it was his salvation.

  His hand slid between my leg, leisurely exploring it as his mouth kissed the inside of my thigh, slowly, exploring my flesh as he climbed my body to claim my lips hard, no mercy granted as his tongue delved between mine, consuming me as if he was fucking starving and I was the air he needed to breathe.

  Spyder’s hands captured mine; pushing them against the bed as his mouth sent me into the unknown, fear slowly kicking my mind as his kiss devoured me. His body against mine was a potent aphrodisiac, sending any fear away the moment it grazed mine. His cock rested between my legs, scraping my flesh with its heavy weight as his tongue took what it wanted from me.

  He pulled away, lifting himself up to stare down at me, down to where our bodies could join and yet he didn’t move to make it happen. Instead, he lifted me, pulling me towards his massive frame as he traded placed with me. He leaned me against his chest, facing Lucian, who watched me through heavy, lust-filled eyes as he produced a knife and set it on the bed before crawling to join us.

  Yet he didn’t; he sat beside me, watching as Spyder tested my breasts before his hand slipped between my legs, finding me wet and aching to be filled. His fingers pushed my sex apart, slipping into the welcoming heat as a moan slipped from my lips. My eyes held Lucian’s, knowing he was doing this because he wanted me to himself, and we both knew Spyder had given enough, and if this freed him, it was worth it.

  I knew if we went too far, we’d cross a line and it wasn’t something I’d allow to happen. Neither would they, which was why I knew I was safe with them. They were more than just best friends, whatever the fuck they were, they were ancient. They’d done this with other girls, and yet this was different for them. I was different from them.

  Lucian lowered his mouth as if he’d sensed my worry and clamped onto my clitoris, sucking it into his mouth as Spyder pushed his fingers deeper, adding another until I was stretched and he growled against my ear. His cock rubbed my ass as Lucian used my hips to rock my body onto the digits Spyder wielded until I was moaning as the crescendo of release took hold, sending me over the edge as Spyder growled against my ear.

  “Gods, kitty, you make the most delicious fucking noises.”

  “My turn,” Lucian growled, moving his mouth between my legs to suck the arousal from my flesh before Spyder released his hold, moving his hands to part my legs for Lucian’s kiss as he fucked my flesh with his mouth.

  It was erotic, being with them both and yet something inside of me didn’t want this, didn’t want him to be in my naked sense, and as I peered down at Lucian, his eyes watched me even as the orgasm ripped through me, Spyder holding me through it as Lucian continued. He didn’t stop sucking against my flesh until the tremors eased and he rose, rubbing his cock against my belly as he kissed me, erasing Spyder from my mind as he took control, took me back with a subtle reminder of who I belonged to.

  I felt him enter me, and I screamed as I slid down his cock, and then my nails dug against his arms as Spyder kissed my back, neck, and shoulders as Lucian kissed the other. I knew it was coming, knew the pain that would only ache until it was replaced by magic, and then pleasure.

  Teeth sank into each shoulder, and then the slurping sounded in the room as their heartbeats echoed in my ear. Spyder’s hand drifted around, rubbing my clit as Lucian pounded my flesh until I was screaming and coming as they continued to suck blood from the bites they’d taken in each shoulder.

  The room was filled with the intoxicating scent of magic, sex, and blood as Lucian continued to take and give. Spyder’s touch sent me over the edge, careening for the cliff and then they flipped me over without warning. Lucian entered me from behind, and the moment I opened my mouth to scream, I opened my eyes to see what touched my cheek, I found Spyder there, waiting, his eyes begging permission as he watched me.

  My hand gripped his cock, unable to wrap around it and then I leaned over, kissing the silken tip before my tongue brushed against it. Lucian’s hands gripped my hair, holding me there as I decided my next step.

  Let him go…

  Sex, blood magic came at a hefty price, and they were willing to let me escape it even though he had paid it to protect me. I lifted my eyes to his and then took him into my mouth, pushing against him as Lucian held me there, telling me he was okay with it as long as it didn’t happen again. He was willing to let this play out to release Spyder from the weird threesome we had going.

  Spyder pushed against my throat, and I opened for him, using Lucian to push me further until the room exploded in magic and the tether of the bond released a tiny bit, and then more… I sucked harder, working his cock as he fucked my mouth even as the orgasm from Lucian worked harder, using me and my mindlessness to force him into the barrel of my throat. I knew what it took to let him go, and for him, for my friend, I’d do this.

  I felt him tense, felt the bond clenching and then releasing. I felt him coming apart, as I came apart for Lucian, and then he pulled me up, taking me from Lucian as something ancient peered through Spyder’s darkened gaze.

  “You’re one in a million, kitty, but you’re not my one in a million. Thank you, thank you for letting me go,” he growled before his mouth crushed against mine and then his forehead rested against mine as he stared into my eyes. “You fucking hurt him, I’ll be the first to find you, and I will kill you. Do you understand? You’re his hard limit, his fucking endgame. You’re not mine. Fuck with him, and you’ll wish he was there to protect you from me, because unlike him, I don’t have mercy. I fuck to destroy.” His hands cradled my face before he lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me. “In the morning, you won’t ever think of this again.”

  “Did it work?” I asked, and he smiled sadly as he withdrew from the bed, leaving me on my knees with Lucian holding me up as we watched him.

  “We won’t know for a while,” Lucian answered behind me, and I turned, staring at him. The door closed and I swallowed hard. “He couldn’t force it. You doing what you did, it may have lessened it, b
ut what the bond demanded, you couldn’t give him, and that’s okay. It’s enough for us. You did well, but he’d never force you to do something you didn’t want to do. Now get over here, because watching you with him turned me on. It was unexpectedly…erotic.”

  “You have never shared?” I asked, leaning back as I spread my legs for his greedy gaze.

  “Share women?” he chuckled. “All the time before I met you, but you, you’re not other women, Lena. You’re not something I relish sharing, and he needed it to let you go. Even if the bond remains, it will not hurt him as it had, since you gave him release. If it remains, he’ll feel you, but not on the same level. As the bond grew, it strengthened, demanding he claim you, and you helping him find some semblance of release has loosened that pull.”

  “He should be free of me, Lucian. I don’t…I never wanted him like that. I wanted you, only you.”

  “And so you shall,” he growled as he lifted my legs, slamming home into my body as with both exploded together. Fire burned through us, and my spine arched as I screamed as pain and anguish ripped me apart. He pulled back, his teeth clenched as he stared down at our bodies where they were joined and then back up into my panic-stricken gaze. “Fucking Furies,” he snarled. “You had no right!”

  “What?” I demanded.

  “You just fucking claimed me,” he snapped.

  “I claimed you a long time ago, Lucian,” I pointed out crossly as I sat up, staring down at the matching glyphs that covered my hip and his. They were strikingly beautiful, curling lines that swirled from our hips to where our bodies were still joined.