Taming the Darkness: Love & Monsters, Book 2 by Devin Harnois Page A

a lot more in that question than why now. He wanted her so bad it hurt, physically hurt, his cock throbbing with every heartbeat. He knew why he wanted her, both the monster’s reasons and the man’s, but he couldn’t understand why Claire wanted him.
    “I want you. I want all of you, daytime and nighttime.” She looked up at him with an expression he couldn’t define because there was so much in it.
    He pushed her up against the wall, kissing her lips, her neck, everywhere. He couldn’t kiss her enough. He tore open her uniform and the undershirt beneath, exposing more skin to kiss and lick. To claim. The last shreds of his control were slipping away and he couldn’t stop, but he had to do something to make sure he wouldn’t hurt her. Clanking caught his attention and he forced his head up. Yes, that was perfect. Before the monster could stop him, Victor grabbed the cuff and snapped it around his wrist, then he grabbed the next closest cuff and snapped it on his other wrist.
    Claire tried to back away, but she had nowhere to go. She twisted her head around and stared at his shackled wrists. “What are you doing?”
    “Making sure you can get away if you want to.” He tugged at the chains, testing their strength.
    “I don’t want to get away.” She rubbed against his cock to prove her point.
    He pushed her harder against the wall and thrust against her, growling when he realized she still had her pants on. He reached for them and she ducked out of his arms with a gasp. He spun around, chains rattling, and went after her. Claire backed up so fast she almost tripped over her feet, and they found out how far the chains reached. A little more than halfway across the enclosed space Victor jerked to a stop as the chains went taut. She was just out of range, wide eyed and blinking.
    “Now,” he growled. “Aren’t you glad I did that?”
    Her expression hardened. “I didn’t want you to rip my pants, that’s all. I have to put them back on, you know.” She took another step away from him and bent to unfasten them. “You already ruined my tank top.” She held up one tattered end. Victor had torn it in half. “My shirt isn’t much better, although it’ll probably be okay under my armor.” She unzipped her pants and caught his gaze. With a wicked smile, she moved slower, slipping her pants down inch by inch.
    He growled, tugging harder against the chains. They held. “Tease.”
    “The chains were your idea, but I’m not against using them to my advantage.” She eased her pants over her hips to reveal a black silk thong.
    “That’s new.” He stared. Yesterday she’d been wearing a white bikini, simple everyday kind of underwear.
    She blushed. “I, uh, well…they’re not new.”
    With her pants no longer covering her, Claire’s scent was stronger. Victor’s whole body throbbed with need now. “Quit teasing and fuck me.”
    She took two more steps and bumped up against the doors. “Hold on a minute.” She bent over to take off her boots. Her head was tantalizingly close, but still out of reach. His arms stretched out behind him as he strained against the chains. Her boots and pants came off in seconds. She stood and pulled off her bra, tossed it into the corner. Claire stepped closer and ran a hand up his chest. “This is incredibly kinky. I’ve got a man chained up naked in the back of an AV. You really can’t get out of those chains?”
    “No,” he growled, tugging hard to prove they would hold.
    “I was never really into the whips and chains stuff. Seemed like too much work. But this is…interesting.” Her scent made it clear just how interesting, and the look on her face only added to it.
    “You’re enjoying this.”
    “Why wouldn’t I?” She put her hands on his shoulders and leaned up. Victor hissed as silk slid against his cock. She rubbed harder against him and he thrust back, only moving his hips. With a moan, she let go and stepped away from him. “This is too