She felt his control—tight bands of it stretching through his mind. The effort was exhausting and painful for him. She tried to tell him to stop, but her mouth was busy, and the words flittering through her thoughts were too jumbled for her to have any hope he’d understand. The only thing she could think to do was reassure him that this was what she wanted.
Jackie showed him her desire, sending it through their link in hot, pulsing waves. The resounding echo that came back was darker and harder, tinted with an animalistic ferocity. And there was fear. For her. He was afraid of hurting her or scaring her, maybe. She couldn’t be sure, but she was stronger than he thought. She could take whatever he had to give.
That’s what she wanted.
Her message got through. She could feel the knowledge swelling in his mind, glowing like a beacon, lighting up all the dark urges he’d tried to keep hidden. She stared at them, groaning with need.
She pulled her mouth from his erection with a sucking pop, and looked up at him. “That’s what I want—the real man within, not the one you show the world.”
Jackie felt those bands of control tighten as he struggled to fight his urges. And then they snapped. Whatever he’d been trying to hold back was unleashed. She saw his body shift and stretch as if settling into his own skin. He rolled his shoulders in a powerful move and looked down at her. Those were not Iain’s eyes. They looked like his, but she could tell the difference. The man gazing down at her in hunger was no longer Iain.
Chapter 20
The monster was out. It howled in victory. Jackie had freed it, and there was nothing Iain could do but pray he’d regain control again before she got hurt.
He grabbed the back of her head in one hand and his throbbing cock in the other. “Open,” he growled, rubbing himself against her lips.
She smiled, and did as his monster asked, taking his cock into her sweet mouth once more. The hot suction drove him mad, making him fuck her mouth with short, shallow thrusts. She took him as deep as she could, but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.
Pressure built in his balls as he watched her cheeks hollow out with every stroke. Her fingernails scraped over his sac, making him suck in a hard breath. It was too much sensation and yet still not enough.
Her hips began to undulate, and he saw she had her hand between her thighs. A moan of pleasure vibrated out of her throat, tickling his cock. He couldn’t control his lust, he couldn’t control his beast, but he could at least make sure that she was right there with him, spinning out of control.
Iain bundled up his desire and all the physical sensations and shoved them through the link, forcing her to feel what he was feeling. Her body went tense, and then melted with womanly softness as she accepted what he forced on her.
The monster mocked his efforts, and seemed to swell in power. “I’m going to come,” the monster told Jackie, its voice inhuman. “And you’re going to swallow.”
Iain felt a shiver of excitement course through her. Her breathing sped, as did the hand between her legs.
Just the sight was enough to send him careening over the edge. His monster gripped her head tighter and held her in place while his orgasm exploded through his body. His semen pumped into her mouth and she went stiff. He was sure he’d disgusted her, but then he felt their link pulse with pleasure, and she sucked harder as she came.
The monster’s gloating satisfaction grated against Iain, and he worked to regain control now that the monster was sated.
But it wasn’t sated. It liked being free. It liked taking Jackie, and it wasn’t going to stop until it had had its fill of her.
She lay crumpled on her side on the floor, panting to catch her breath. A rosy flush covered her body, and a slick sheen glistened along the inside of her thigh.
The monster picked her up and tossed her onto the bed. She looked up in surprise, not realizing that Iain was no longer behind the wheel.
Without permission or preamble, the monster parted her thighs and drove his cock deep.
Jackie let out a whimper, which turned into a sigh as he stretched her, filled her. “You don’t need a minute?” she asked.
The monster growled in response and began to move.
Iain fought for control. She was so vulnerable like this, so trusting. She had no idea of the danger she faced if the beast decided to turn violent. Her actions had appeased it so far, but there was no way to know if she would continue to do so.
He gathered power into his body, tiny motes of it that floated through the atmosphere. He wasn’t strong enough to wage this battle yet, and he knew he’d have only one chance. The beast was distracted by the slick heat of her body, entranced by the way her breasts moved with every powerful thrust. Lust swelled within it, driving it onward with one single purpose.
It wanted to lay claim to Jackie. It wanted her for itself.
No fucking way Iain was going to let that happen.
He prodded at the monster’s defenses, making it snarl. Jackie reached up and laid her hand on his face. “Are you okay?” she asked.
The beast shoved her legs up and quickened its pace.
She didn’t deserve this—she didn’t deserve to be fucked by a monster who cared for nothing but the pleasure it could find in her body. She deserved to be with a man who could love her.
That was beyond Iain, but at least he had enough honor left to know it. The beast didn’t.
He waited until the pleasure swelled, until the monster was pounding into her, making her gasp with every heavy thrust. Then he struck.
Iain gathered all the energy sparkling in his skin and hurled it at the monster. The beast snarled, and Iain couldn’t tell if the noise made it out of his mouth or not. The pleasure in his body raged, and as he regained a flicker of control, he nearly lost it in the wave of sensations buffeting him.